Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The players boarded the ship in a hurry, without even saying goodbye to each other, and soon only Qianwu and others were left on the shore.

He walked to the edge of the movable area on the shore, staring at the darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Don't look, he can't get out." Jiang Chen knew what he was looking at, "I chose to walk into the deep forest and leave the player's team. Even if I am not eaten by the evil spirits at night, I will disappear with the copy in my nerves gone."

Qian Wu sighed, "What a fool."

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "If she is someone he can't let go of, it's not stupid, it's just that she has no choice."

Everyone turned around and walked towards the shore. This time, the sand was soft and deep, with one foot deep and the other shallow, making it extremely difficult to pull their feet out.

Qian Wu grabbed Jiang Chen's arm, "If either of you or me is trapped in a dungeon, the other one should not give up, you have to get out alive."

Jiang Chen frowned quickly when he heard the words, he turned his head and glanced at Qian Wu with a very displeased expression.

After becoming the commander of the empire, Jiang Chen really cultivated an invisible aura that overwhelms people. After a moment of staring, Peng Peng and Zhong Liye, who were chatting next to him, involuntarily shut their mouths.

Qian Wu's tone was very relaxed, "Both are dead in their nerves, there is no one out there who burns the paper sincerely, how miserable."

"Enough." Jiang Chen frowned, and said in a low voice, "Stop saying these unlucky words."

Chihiro smiled lightly.

What saddened him the most about Brother Chen was not the parting of life and death, but that he walked into the deep mountain after she died.

Qian Wu gently closed his eyes, the shadow from his back still lingering.After thinking about it, he will replace that figure with Jiang Chen, and feel his eyes burning in the next moment.

"I'm serious." He opened his eyes and said again, "If I broke it, don't do the same stupid thing."

Jiang Chen clenched his hands tightly, and his tone became severe, "I'm also serious, I don't want to have this kind of meaningless and pessimistic discussion anymore."

"They seem to be fighting." Peng Peng tugged on Zhong Liye's sleeve, forcing him to tilt his ears, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have melon seeds?"

Zhong Liye booed, and after a while, he took out four melon seeds from the lucky bag, one for himself and Qu Ying, and two for Peng Peng.

The three started to eat the only melon seeds they had. Qian Wu stepped onto the boat with a calm expression, and Jiang Chen followed behind him.

It seems that team formations are becoming less and less common in the later copies, and the five-person team is even more rare. The boatman looked back at them several times with his blank and yellowed face.

As the boat sailed on the river, Qianwu lay down to rest his mind every day.He seemed to be used to this kind of income and expenditure, and he didn't feel relieved, he just wanted to rest quietly for a while.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Where are you painting?"

"What painting..." Qianwu suddenly became agitated halfway through his words, opened his eyes and sat up, pinching the lucky bag with his fingers.

"It's over." He reacted, "I forgot to ask for the exercise book I lent back."

Jiang Chen, "I still have that painting inside."

"Yeah." Annoyed and irritable, Qianwu untied the lucky bags one by one and looked through them one by one. Sure enough, there were none, and buried her face in her palm with a long sigh, "I was really brain-destroyed by her howling all night. I can even forget to come back when I draw. .”

Jiang Chen seemed displeased at first, seeing his annoyance, he turned his head and touched his hand to express his comfort.Qian Wu sighed and lay down again, put his hand in his pocket, but took out a folded note.

Unfold it, the familiar abstract brushwork is on the note, and the bottom right corner is a peach that hasn't grown too well.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in disdain, "I took two of your paintings, and returned one to you backhanded? In this way, the exchange of paintings with Teacher Qianwu was completed, and it was a good plan."

"What did she draw this time?" Qu Ying came over curiously.

On the note is a small animal, like a cat and a fox, it is a cute and furry.

Qianwu stared blankly for two seconds, "Maybe he is painting me."

Peng Peng said with difficulty: "To be honest, it can't be seen that it is a person."

"It's right if you don't see it." Qianwu's expression became more indifferent, and he folded the note again, "The Liangyu God she drew looks like a shoe."

Several other people were laughing, but Jiang Chen stretched out his hand into the river to soak some water, dripping on the note.The seemingly ordinary paper was not wet at all, so he tried to tear it again. The toughness of the paper was beyond imagination, and it could not be torn at all.

"This is a prop." Jiang Chen said indifferently: "Although it doesn't seem to have any use other than the ghost drawing talisman to show off its cuteness, you should keep it."

Qianwu yawned, casually threw the note into the lucky bag specially for storing props, and continued to rest in his pocket.

"The door to judge the gods ahead." Said the boatman.

Peng Peng muttered, "We were careful not to try too much herbal tea on the first night, so there should be something in common."

Zhong Liye nodded, "Well, I just don't know if I will give more or less."

Everyone was discussing, and when they walked to the door of Shenshen, both Peng Peng and Zhong Liye immediately got the judgment that there was no change in the score, but Qu Ying was deducted five points for calmness because of taking the initiative to develop herbal tea.

"What do you mean?" Peng Peng stared, "I can bear with the deduction of points. We refrained from drinking herbal tea on the first night. Isn't it an act to improve the survival rate? Why don't we give points."

The nerves did not recover, and they continued to score.

[Player Jiang Chen——]

[Remind teammates to drink less tea on the first night, calm down +5]

"So it's here." Peng Peng sighed, "It was indeed Jiang Chen who reminded us."

[Additionally prevent Qianwu's first night tea refill, calm +5]

[Use props to resist evil spirits, calmness +5]

[Obtain real death trigger conditions, calm +5]

[Player Jiang Chen, Calmness +20, the total value increases]

"Giving points this time seems very generous." Qu Ying said suddenly: "It seems that I didn't give all five points so generously before."

Jiang Chen nodded, and said in a low voice: "The score scale seems to be relaxed suddenly."

Nervous still did not explain, and began to analyze Qianwu's score.

[Player Qianwu——]

[Trying to refill the tea on the first night, calm down -5]

[Drink Qu Ying's tea greedily, calm down -5]

[Perceive the grievances of evil spirits, sensitivity +5]

[Send a picture to elicit a girl's thoughts, sensitive +5]

[Use letters to induce you to leave the dungeon, sensitivity +10]

[Player Qianwu, Calmness -10, Sensitivity +20, total value increases]

After the liquidation was completed, the nerves seemed to be afraid that the players would have questions, and the door to judge God disappeared in an instant.

"Why do I feel that something is not right." Zhong Liye frowned and said, "Not only is the score scale relaxed, but also the rules of judgment seem to be loosened. Is the evil ghost in the dungeon considered a BOSS? Qianwu's five points are very far-fetched. "

Qu Ying nodded in agreement, "Besides, I gave [-] points directly to induce Liuliu to leave the dungeon, which seems to be deliberately giving more. Have you two counted your current scores?"

Qian Wu turned to look at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen said, "Counting this extra points, I am 44 and early eleven respectively. Qian Wu is sensitive at 58, calm down..."

He paused slightly, "Minus eight."

Peng Peng suddenly said, "The nerves are deliberately raising Qianwu's sensitive points. Now the difference between red and blue points is 66. Do you remember the rules when you first entered the book? When extreme conditions are triggered, a golden lucky bag will be opened. Will this extreme condition Is it measured by point difference?"

Qu Ying whispered, "What is the golden lucky bag... I don't think it will be a good thing."

The three discussed endlessly, but Qianwu remained silent.He squinted his eyes slightly, as if looking at the boundless sea of ​​nerves.

Jiang Chen asked him: "What do you think?"

"Qiqi." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen was taken aback, "The one that is already dead?"

Qian Wu said lightly: "Do you remember what she said before she died?"

"Well. If the host clears the level with full marks, maybe this nerve will be torn apart, and all players will withdraw." Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "but this is just her guess."

"It's not an unreasonable guess." Qianwu said, "People who follow their nerves will become more and more adaptable to their nerves, just like Peng Peng and the others. Now they don't gain anything from going through the book every time, but they have gradually gotten used to it."

Peng Peng, who was named, shuddered and touched his nose, "It seems to be."

Qian Wu's tone was light, "Graduating with full marks was originally a wish of rebelling against the nerves. Maybe retrograde is the way to break the game. Qiqi is a smart person, it's a pity that she died in the last instance."

"If that's the case, then we just need to try our best to keep Jiang Chen's score." Qu Ying also lowered her voice, "Fortunately, Jiang Chen's sensitive score is positive, there is always hope if you save it bit by bit."

The other three were in high spirits, and Qian Wu also smiled easily, looking back to see Jiang Chen frowning, and patted his hand twice.

"Don't always think about unknown risks." He said: "Be happy, there are still things to live ahead."

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded, and said worriedly, "You have to find a way to put your calmness in order, otherwise I will always have a bad feeling."

Qianwu nodded in response, "Okay."

This time, only Jiang Chen and Qianwu had the lucky bag. The lucky bag contained daily supplies, but it was richer than before, and had everything that one could expect from food and clothing. Qianwu also got the supplements for the exercise book again.

The nerve rewarded a large amount of chocolate, and he was very satisfied, lying on the boat and eating bite by bite.

After the lucky bag, the boatman tried to lean the boat to a place where he could drink the blood of the nerves as usual, but when the oars entered the sea, he couldn't lean to the side.

"You may have a door to the past," said the boatman. "Have you been there before?"

Qian Wu then sat upright, surprised and said: "I have been there. But the former boatman said that the door to the past will happen after the dangerous dungeon, and this dungeon is not difficult."

"I don't know either." The boatman shook his head, "Go in and try."

Jiang Chen got up first and pushed open the door of the cabin, it was pitch black inside, the usual berth was gone, there was only a dark door at the front, with a white light emitting from the door.

"Sure enough." Jiang Chen said, "Everyone, get ready to go in."

Qianwu's expression was a little subtle when he heard the words, he watched Zhong Liye and others go in one by one, and licked his lips lightly.

Soon there were only him and Jiang Chen left outside the door. Just like last time, Jiang Chen held the door for him.

Mr. Commander also has a complicated expression.

They spoke almost simultaneously—

"Should we make an agreement in three chapters..."

"We have to make a rule."

The two shut their mouths stiffly at the same time.

"You talk first." Gentleman Jiang Chen said.

Qian Wu immediately said: "If you go back to your childhood, it is forbidden to plot against minors."

Jiang Chen seemed to be offended, he nodded after a moment of speechlessness, "Okay. Is there any more?"

Qianwu thought for a while, "Bring some supplies back. If you go back to when you were very, very young, before the renovation of Jiang's old house, then bring a few story books that I love to read, pick some useful ones, tell anecdotes and land The weird ones, understand?"

Jiang Chen nodded again, "No more?"

"No more." Qianwu shook his head, "What rules do you have, just tell me."

Jiang Chen, who was holding the door with his hands, subconsciously pulled the door shut, blocking the white light, and the cabin was pitch black, so dark that each other's eyes could not see.

Qianwu was a little confused, "What are you doing? Are you afraid that the people who have already entered will hear it?"

Jiang Chen said, "Kissing is fine, but bedtime is not allowed."

"What?" Qianwu was stunned from head to toe, "With whom?"

"Of course, with me, who else do you have?" Jiang Chen's tone revealed a trace of a young man's hair that is rarely seen, "What are you thinking?"

"No." Qianwu waved his hand in the dark, "With you, why not...? It's also limited to when I was a child?"

"No." Jiang Chen's voice gritted his teeth, "It doesn't matter how big or small, I'm awkward."

Qianwu frowned, "What's so awkward about this, I don't understand, it's you."

"You don't need to understand." Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and opened the door again, "Come in, follow my rules, don't mess around."

Qian Wu entered the door in a daze.

Unprecedented confusion and confusion, he and Jiang Chen grew up together, and for the first time, he felt that he couldn't understand him.

After the white light passed, he found himself sitting in a restaurant.

There are two sets of clear and delicate white porcelain tableware on the white table curtain. The waiter is pouring the red wine into the goblet, the fragrance is elegant, and there are restrained wine glasses clashing and polite conversations in low-pitched voices from time to time.

The neat panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, outside are the supremely prosperous lights of the imperial capital.

Britain.

His eyes suddenly fell on the band-aid on his right index finger, and he understood it immediately.

He unexpectedly came to this day. On the second night after the first time between him and Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen used the special quota of marshal to make a temporary appointment to Ying's seat with a sense of ritual, and brought him, who didn't like drinking at that time, Come to taste the most expensive red wine in the empire with seasonal black pine asparagus.

The night before, the index finger of my right hand was accidentally pressed against the edge of the head of the bed, and the skin was scratched a little. I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and only found out when I woke up in the morning.Artists who have always cherished their own hands have remembered this for many years.

What a delicate day.

Qian Wu couldn't help recalling, the second night after the first time, did he and Jiang Chen have...

Of course there are.

The waiter had just brought the wine glass in front of him with a white handkerchief, and before he could make a sound, Qianwu burst out laughing.

Jiang Chen on the opposite side looked at him quietly, with an uncomfortable and reserved expression.

The waiter was startled, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Qianwu waved his hand, casually picked up the foot of the goblet, and drank the wine in the glass.

Jiang Chen, who was originally restrained sitting across from him, suddenly squinted his eyes with doubtful guesses.

With this move, Qianwu was also a little dazed, and then he gently put down the empty wine glass and raised his eyebrows.

"Jiang Chen?" he asked.

The man opposite frowned.

"Qianwu." Jiang Chen raised his hand and loosened his tie, frowned and said, "The Gate of the Past?"

Qianwu's eyes were blank.

"How did this happen?" He was surprised: "We entered a plane at the same time?"

The author has something to say: because Xiao Nerve wants to show you a baby.

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