A Race to (Be) The Top

After three times, Ling Xiaolu regretted it.

"Come here today, it's getting late."

Ji Meng refused to let go: "You said it, and you can brush it ten times."

"Aren't I worried that you're tired? Besides, I'm sorry for wasting so much of your time. "

Ji Meng snorted coldly and ignored it.

"You said that you took me to swipe this book to compensate me, and now it is enough. If you swipe it any further, I should owe you. How about four times...five times?"

Ling Xiaolu bargained cautiously until Ji Meng called and rescued him.It was also at this time that Ling Xiaolu knew that he could still answer the phone in the game.

"I have something to go out, I can't continue to swipe, it's your bad luck."

"Is it luck?"

Ji Meng: Huh?

"...Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky for eighteen lifetimes."

How could this person be like this!If you want him to be lucky, be lucky, if you want him to be unlucky, be unlucky!

"Before you leave, shouldn't you take me..."

Ling Xiaolu pointed at the ground under his feet and hinted frantically, and Ji Meng remembered that he couldn't go back.

"Didn't you do the mission of sending crystals?"

"I'm such a lucky kid. I was caught by you as soon as I logged into the dungeon. I don't have time to do tasks." Ling Xiaolu sarcastically, Ji Meng pretended not to understand.

Ji Meng's mount came to pick them up, and it was the same fat dragon that was on fire.

"I found out, don't you have a land mount?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Ji Meng carried him up, "Hold him tight."

The flying dragon doesn't fly, so Ling Xiaolu is naturally not afraid, and he put his hands loosely on Ji Meng's waist to hug him.

Ji Meng was still waiting for him, Ling Xiaolu didn't see any movement for a long time, and urged strangely: "Let's go?"

"..." Ji Meng looked down dissatisfiedly, thinking that this person is not even dedicated to being a passenger.

Feilong carried the two of them all the way to the nearest village, causing another earthquake.

Ji Meng put him down but was worried: "Do you have a place to live?"

"Are you seriously addicted to the Internet? I have no place to live, so I won't go offline and hug my dear to sleep?"

"You dear?" The age cannot be seen in the game, but Ji Meng doesn't quite believe that he is married.

"Why, boys can't hug bears when they sleep?"

Knowing that his "dear" was a doll, Ji Meng showed contempt.

"If you don't want to go offline, you can stay at my house."

"I don't want to go to Dongye."

Ji Meng & Ling Xiaolu: ...

There was an eerie silence during the conversation.

"Mengxin knows again." Ji Meng said quietly.

Ling Xiaolu knew that he had slipped his tongue, so he could only bite the bullet and say nonsense: "Is this some kind of secret? I'm afraid everyone in the whole server knows it. If you just glance at the world channel, you will see it and blame me?"

Ji Meng gave him a warning look of "you'd better not hide anything from me", Ling Xiaolu looked away with a guilty conscience.

"Rubby." He called his name, forcing his attention back.

Ling Xiaolu watched him raise a thumbs up to himself, making a gesture of praise.

Ling Xiaolu didn't understand what he meant and didn't respond.

Ji Meng moved his hand forward impatiently.

Is this some kind of parting gesture popular in games?Like each other?

Ling Xiaolu hesitated, imitating Ji Meng's appearance, and gave a thumbs up: "... Awesome?"

With a twitch of veins on the forehead of Ji Meng, he took a step forward, roughly pulled Ling Xiaolu's wrist, and pressed his thumb and his thumb together.

[System] You and Ji Meng are friends.

"Learn something useful, don't read gossip all day long!" Ji Meng said fiercely.

Ling Xiaolu could only laugh dryly: "Hey, hey..."

Ji Meng flashed his huge sword and thrust it hard into the ground.There was a gap in the ground, and the golden light emerging from the ground enveloped his body, and the flowing light and shadow made the knife-like facial contours more three-dimensional.

Ling Xiaolu once again decided in his heart that spending money on plastic surgery in this game is still worthwhile.

Before Ji Meng disappeared completely, Ling Xiaolu snapped his fingers calmly, found the newly added and only friend name in the pop-up friend interface, and quietly moved his index finger there.

"Don't delete it!"

Ling Xiaolu quickly put his other index finger together to form an X, and the interface was closed.

"I didn't intend to delete it, I just took a look."

At the same time, I complained in my heart that it took too long to read the post offline.

"If you dare to delete it, you will die!"

Ji Meng said the last harsh words, and finally disappeared.

"Ah—" Ling Xiaolu let out a long breath, "Finally left."

Almost simultaneously with him came another sound of relief, "Huh - I can finally speak."

"Are you still there?" Ling Xiaolu looked at Ling Long angrily, "I thought you were pretending to be dead and running away."

"Don't insult the professional ethics of a conscientious GM. I held my breath the whole time and dared not speak out. Just maintaining the actions stipulated by the system is already very difficult."

"That's really hard work for you." Ling Xiaolu praised blankly.

"But it's a good thing that you don't wear a mask, which means that the colleagues in the technical department have successfully disguised you."

"Why don't you say that I'm good at acting?" Ling Xiaolu refused to accept, "But then again, are you princes so free? Do nothing all afternoon, and forcefully bring the trumpet you just met to brush the dungeon?"

"To be honest, this is also the first time for me to have close contact with Ji Meng. As for our boss, I have met him twice at the annual meeting..."

Ling Xiaolu waved his hand: "Let's just treat him as a good deed every day, anyway, I also picked up a lot of things."

He found an NPC nearby who was collecting groceries through automatic navigation, and opened his bag.

After a few seconds of silence, Ling Xiaolu's screams sounded from above the village:

"Ah!!! Where's my bag??!"

The screams startled the crow, and the crow flapped its wings and flew away while calling the fool.

Ling Xiaolu squatted under the eaves with a gloomy face, with dark clouds hanging over his head.

Ling Long smiled carefully at the side: "luggage sharing is an online function, if the other party is offline, the luggage will naturally be offline too.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as Ji Meng doesn't cancel the authorization, when he goes online again, the shared luggage will automatically appear."

Ling Xiaolu gritted his teeth: "That's what I did in one afternoon. I went through three dungeons, endured hardships, endured humiliation, and picked them up one by one. That's all my hard work!"

"Yes." Ling Long echoed.

"He made an appointment in a dignified manner, and met a newcomer like me, how could he do such insane things as running away with money??"

Ling Long: "...People, maybe, just forgot."

Ling Xiaolu felt that since early this morning, his life has been written into a movie, with dense bullet screens but only one word - capitalized miserably.

Indignantly, he called out his personal homepage, trying to add an unspeakable sum to Ji Meng's crimes.

However, as soon as the page was opened, he was overwhelmed by a large number of message reminders.

His last post was retweeted 10,000+ times without his knowledge.

Even the three completely meaningless screenshots he sent to complete the task had nearly five-digit retweets and comments.

Ling Xiaolu froze for a moment, and clicked on one of them.

Hot Comment No. 1: What is your relationship with Li Zheng male god? ! ! [Screenshot of Li Zheng hugging him on the stone pillar]

Hot Comment No. 2: What is your relationship with Ji Meng's husband? ! ! [Screenshot of him holding Ji Meng on the back of a dragon]

Hot Comment No. 3: Who are you? ? !

Ling Xiaolu thought it was okay, at least I could answer one of them.

...No, where did you people come from? !

He flipped through the news history and found that since his post was reposted by a big V with 500 million fans called Shen Gou Shou, the situation has developed in an uncontrollable direction.

This is too insulting to IQ, Ling Xiaolu thought, this game only has more than 100 million players!

Under the spread of Shen Quanshou, a large number of online players flooded into Ling Xiaolu's homepage, leaving behind various "di-XX cards".

This includes Li Zheng's fans, Ji Meng's fans, Dou Kou's fans, people who don't know the truth... Everyone wants to know who is the person who made Ji Meng throw off Dou Kou and fight Li Zheng in the legend sacred.

"What should I do?" He asked Ling Long.

Ling Long visited his homepage for a while, and said after pondering: "...How about we live broadcast to make money brother?"

Ling Xiaolu stared at him for at least ten seconds, then smiled evilly.

Five minutes later, a passing player accidentally glanced in this direction and exaggeratedly shouted: "Ah! You are here!"

Ling Xiaolu reflexively denied: "I'm not here!"

The man was said to be stunned, looked up and down several times, and confirmed that what he saw was not a hallucination: "You are obviously there!"

Ling Xiaolu covered his eyes depressingly, unfortunately he contracted mental retardation, how should he be treated?

"Don't go!" He pinched his earlobe, "I found the person with Prince Ji! Call the patriarch to come over!"

"Patriarch? Who is that?"

The other party was inconceivable when he heard the question: "I am from the Dou Niwan family. Do you not know who the head of the Dou Niwan family is?"

Ling Xiaolu saw the family and family crest above his head, and always felt as if he had seen the same style somewhere.

Seeing Ling Xiaolu's blank face, the man was even more surprised: "It's your first day playing games?"

"Yes."

"..." The other side was obviously choked again, "Wait! Our patriarch will be there soon!"

The appointment transfer was really fast. Although Ling Xiaolu didn't want to admit it, the person who came was indeed someone he had seen.

Dou Kou didn't come alone, he also brought a dozen or so attendants, in order to prevent the situation of being surrounded and unable to move an inch from happening again this morning.

The attendants deftly cleared the vicinity, so that no more boring people would announce Dou Kou's whereabouts.

Only Ling Xiaolu was left, trembling in front of Jin Ming in the tight encirclement like an iron barrel.

"Patriarch, is he right?" said the follower who first spotted Ling Xiaolu, "But I suspect that this person's brain is not very good."

Ling Xiaolu:?

Dou Kou also asked, "How?"

"I said he was here, and he said he wasn't, but he was! Also, when I found him, he was rolling up his sleeves and beating his little pet! He kept saying, 'Who is Your brother? Who's your name?'"

Ling Xiaolu: ...

Linglong: ...

The attendant described and imitated at the same time, the imitation was vivid, but Dou Kou didn't take his words to heart.

He looked at Ling Xiaolu from head to toe. He had changed his equipment. When he saw him during the day, he was not wearing the same outfit.

"My little friend, where is Ji Meng?"

"going offline."

He was better at first, but when he heard this name, he became angry again, and sadly accused Ji Meng of his evil deeds.

"He stole my money and is offline!"

Dou Kou: ...

He glanced at the person who said that Ling Xiaolu had a bad mind just now, thinking he was quite right.

"Then when will he go online?" Facing the patient, Dou Kou's tone was a little gentler.

"I don't know, I don't know him well."

"The patriarch lied to you! Look!" The attendant turned on the light screen, "The distance to take pictures is so close! Crown Prince Ji even brought him a dungeon!"

Dou Kou pinched the corner of the light screen, shook his hand quickly, and an extra card appeared between his two fingers.

Ling Xiaolu was dumbfounded: Master of magic?

Dou Kou flew the card into Ling Xiaolu's arms, Ling Xiaolu turned it over and saw that it was Hei Jimeng's emoji.

"Why is this still printed on-site?" Ling Xiaolu was about to kneel to Xinshan Technology.

"I advise you to tell the truth," Dou Kou waved his hand, signaling his attendant to turn off the light screen, "Ji Meng also owes me something."

"What does he owe you?"

"A duel."

"Oh..." Ling Xiaolu remembered, "Just say I owe you 100 million, but I don't think you should count on this money."

"why?"

"Think about it, he even hijacked my money, and there are three whole dungeons, which add up to at least 3000..."

When talking about the sad place, he vented his anger with the little pet again, poking his stomach one after another.Xiao Fenglong couldn't bear the harassment, and flew into the air.

Dou Kou listened to his nonsense for a while, and gradually owed his patience.

"I'm not looking for him because of money."

"Oh."

"I don't pay much attention to this money."

"Oh."

Dou Kou still wanted to speak, but it seemed that no matter what he said, he would be perfunctory with an "oh" from Ling Xiaolu.

"Do you think I'm bragging?"

"Oh... no, you are the one who can afford a reward of 500 million!"

Ling Xiaolu was sincerely flattering, and to Dou Kou's ears, it was a naked mockery.

After all, Ji Meng openly doubled his 500 million bounty offer today, which was the cause of the failed duel.

"Do you really think I can't beat his reward? As long as I think, I can buy Xinshan."

"The tone is quite crazy, is there a mine in the house?"

"how do you know?"

Ling Xiaolu: ...

He silently wrote down a note in his game notes: If you usually talk to others, don't just say it to the appointments in this game!

Dou Kou raised his jaw slightly: "I have minerals on eleven planets. The materials used by Xinshan to make collars and rings are all provided by my company. Have you heard of the Dou Dafu chain store? That is my group business. "

"...It turns out that we are colleagues, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Dou Kou became a little interested: "Your family is also in the jewelry business?"

"There is a tofu chain store on the corner of my house, and I worked there during the holidays." Ling Xiaolu said sincerely.

"Pfft——" the servant beside Dou Kou couldn't hold back, and sprayed out. Dou Kou gave him a hard look, and swallowed his laughter forcefully.

Dou Kou stopped being polite to him: "Kid, you just played it not long ago, do you know what are the two most interesting points of this game?"

"Uh, pets and... the PK system?"

"..." What a mess, Dou Kou almost cursed, "Let me tell you: First, death in the game is fake, but fear is real;

"Second, you can be resurrected after death, and you can die again after resurrection. There is no limit on the number of times. Do you think it's interesting?"

Ling Xiaolu suddenly realized: "You want me to perform a repeated death for you!"

Without waiting for Dou Kou to admit or deny it, Ling Xiaolu hurriedly said: "But you have made an appointment and threatened me, a newbie, don't you think you are bullying the younger?"

"Using the big to bully the small?" Dou Kou looked left and right, they were all his own people, "Who knows?"

Ling Xiaolu held up three fingers, and his voice was crisp and bright: "You can't talk nonsense, there are gods standing three feet up!"

Dou Kou deliberately raised his head to look east and west again: "But why... I only see your four-legged snake?"

Dou Kou watched, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and some small black spots appeared on the far horizon, and there was a tendency to gather more and more.

"Patriarch, no, it's not good," the voice of the servant also changed, "It seems that many people are flying in this direction."

Dou Kou was in a hurry: "Why, how did the news leak?"

"It seems to be this person!" The attendant checked the world channel urgently, pointed at Ling Xiaolu, "This person started a live broadcast!"

"He, when did you...?!" Dou Kou suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Long, enlightened, "It is it!"

"Ah," Ling Xiaolu looked innocent, "It seems that when I poked my four-legged snake just now, I accidentally bumped into something."

The attendants were very anxious, there were too many people coming, and they couldn't stop them at all.

"Patriarch, let's go! If you don't go, you won't be able to go away!"

Dou Kou pointed in front of him: "Take this kid together..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, but there was no one at the place where he saw his finger, and just as he raised his head, Ling Xiaoluren disappeared.

"In the tree!" shouted the footman.

Dou Kou glanced at the nearby tree, and Ling Xiaolu was standing among the branches, looking down at him with a condescending smile.

Inexplicably, Ling Xiaolu's crisp voice echoed in Dou Kou's ears—you can't talk nonsense, there are gods standing three feet above your head!

"Hee hee." Ling Xiaolu showed some small white teeth, and rolled back beautifully, "I'm going!"

Players came enthusiastically from all directions: "Dad! Dad! I heard that there is a mine in our house. Is it true?!"

Dou Kou's eyes widened: "Don't, don't come here!"

He commanded his followers in a panic: "Stop them!"

Facing the swarming crowd, more than a dozen followers tried to resist at first, but they were soon overwhelmed by the growing momentum and doubted their lives.

"Clan, patriarch," the followers turned their heads stiffly, "how about, let's share the mine with everyone..."

Dou Kou read 90% of the transmission note, and was furious when he heard the words: "Split the fart!"

He stomped his feet excitedly, and the reading was interrupted.

Dou Kou: ...

Half an hour later, Dou Kou and his followers finally tried their best to escape from the crowd and fled to the most remote wilderness resting place.

The main members of Dou Niwan, the top ten powerful families in the game, are unkempt at this moment, and they are all frightened. They startled when they heard human voices.

Among them, the patriarch was the most embarrassing. He didn't know how many feet were stepped on in the chaos, and the durability of the valuable high-end combat boots was stepped on to 0.

"There are birds on the patriarch's head." Squad A and Slave B whispered.

"Shhh!" The second servant hurriedly pushed him to shut him up.

Dou Kou was tricked by a novice and was furious.

"Doesn't he not believe that Lao Tzu is rich?" Dou Kou wiped his messy hair that was comparable to a bird's nest, "I will return the 100 million to Ji Meng, and use it to reward his little friend."

"One, one million at a time?" the attendant stammered.

"One hundred thousand. Reward ten times." Dou Kou said through gritted teeth, "This time, I want him to perform a real repeated death!"