They all want to attack the monarch

Qi Nanjun's big eyes were filled with question marks.

Facing the monarch's doubts, Roy felt that the delicate friendship between him and his friend could not be disclosed to a third person, so he chose to keep his mouth shut.

Seeing that his complexion was much better than before, Qi Nanjun planned to return to the front hall.Unexpectedly, Roy took the initiative to stop him, "Wait."

Qi Nanjun stopped in his tracks, wondering if he finally recognized it?Finally got the hang of it?It was not in vain that he tried his best to make gestures with him for a long time, although this person looked cold, but he was so careful, when Qi Nanjun turned around, he almost lost his joyful expression.

Roy looked at him, with imperceptible tenderness in his tone, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Qi Nanjun continued to look at him expectantly.

Roy paused for a while, "?"

That's it?Just say that?

He thought Roy had found something, but he just stopped him and thanked him.

Qi Nanjun replied dryly, "No thanks." Although the sum of what he and Luo Yi said today is more than the sum of their exchanges in a year of acquaintance.

Roy continued, "Your Majesty is very similar to my... friend."

Qi Nanjun's eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"

Roy nodded, "Yes. It's just that you are not him after all."

Qi Nanjun, "..." Thank you, then goodbye.

When Qi Nanjun got up from the medical cabin again, his green eyes cast a worried look.

"Hi Miss Louise."

Miss Louise showed an exaggerated expression, "It's unbelievable! Qi, you actually slept for 48 hours again, tell me, what kind of dreams did you have during these 48 hours? Your consciousness simulation shape can almost make a It's a movie!"

Consciousness simulation mode is an intelligent machine that can simulate the brain consciousness activities of human beings in deep sleep or coma. After the simulation, it will appear as an image. What Miss Louise said should be that when Qi Nanjun was in the medical cabin, his activities in the game caused his Consciousness is highly active.

Qi Nanjun looked at the simulated image of himself thoughtfully, so can his activities in the game be captured here?

So is he living in the game or in reality?

"How are you feeling?" asked Miss Louise.

Qi Nanjun shook his head, "I want to change clothes."

Miss Louise considerately left him space, and when she adjusted the nutrient solution on the island to balance the body's functions, Qi Nanjun had already quietly left the medical center.

"Going in such a hurry?" Louise called Roy's communication helplessly, "Your little classmate is awake, but he seems to have something urgent and has left here."

After returning to the dormitory, Qi Nanjun lay on the bed and browsed his terminal to check the status of his property.

Just like in his previous life, Qi Nanjun is the only young person in the Qi family whose spiritual power has reached S-level, and he not only has a lot of inheritance and mineral resources, but also has two planes left to him by his father. Private Flying Ship.

It can be said that his equipment is still very hard-core, his parents are dead, he has cars, ships, mine veins and good looks.He thought to himself, it's no wonder that in his previous life, like Roy and others, he was rated as one of the most desirable men in the Emerald Galaxy.

When he became the commander of the alliance, he was the first man he wanted to marry the most.Tens of millions of girls want his terminal connection number. It is said that there are often messages seeking blind dates on the Fangtan official website.

It's a pity that in this life, he doesn't want to go the old way again.Power is like a pyramid to him, the more he gets to the top, the more bloody the blade on the spire will stab him.He has climbed to the top for both glory and ideals, and paid the price of his life for it.

Uninterrupted training, endless simulations, complex deduction, highly concentrated mental power... When Qi Nanjun thinks about the life that is about to be repeated, he can't arouse the slightest interest.

He was lying in the bathtub of the dormitory, and his whole body sank into the water with great relaxation. The feeling of suffocation made him feel the heavy heartbeat more realistically. This echo from his chest to his mind gave him an unparalleled clarity. Cognition: He really lives in the real world.

Ever since he woke up from the explosion, Qi Nanjun has always thought that he was dreaming. He dreamed of the Middle Ages. All his bizarre imaginations came from his mother's bookshelf——his mother is a lover of ancient blue star literature, and the entire bookshelf The book is full of Gu Lanxing's novels, whether they are documentary novels or ancient stories full of fantasy, there are everything that one expects to find.

His mother suffers from severe bipolar disorder, and she is only quiet when she is studying.

When he was very young, he liked to peek at his mother reading from the porch in the little garden, when she was at her most beautiful.Unfortunately, his mother died before he learned to program.

It wasn't until Qi Nanjun spent a whole year creating a model of the ancient blue star for his mother. ,

I just didn't expect that he is now inexplicably trapped in the world of modeling. This "backtracking" function is extremely weird. If he keeps doing tasks, it means that he can return to real life infinitely. , Comparable to the Mobius ring, until the disappearance of his physical body, he may even exist in the game forever.

Qi Nanjun felt that all this was like a conspiracy drowning in the water - he believed that this would not be the case after death.So who exactly did all this?

Qi Nanjun felt that all this seemed to be held by an invisible hand, but he had no idea who the owner of that hand was.

After a while, he turned on the terminal, ordered a set meal for the most prestigious six-star restaurant in the entire planet, and gave an extra tip of 200 star coins.

Whatever the purpose of it all, it was better than a good meal.

Besides, he picked it up for nothing, and being able to return to the time when he was 20 years old is something that many people dream of.

He planned to learn from the experience of finishing a calf in his previous life, where he fell, he would lie down and fall asleep right there.Not every fish has to be carefully cooked by master chefs. It is also very beautiful to become a salted fish after being dried naturally and swaying with the wind.

However, when Qi Nanjun had finished taking a bath, the doorbell of the dormitory rang.

Qi Nanjun put on his bathrobe, and when he opened the door of the dormitory, he couldn't help being stunned.

There were two people standing outside the door. The slightly fat one, Qi Nanjun, had a little impression. He should be the life teacher who manages the logistics of the college. It is not unusual for him to appear here, but the other one made Qi Nanjun a little dazed.

He had seen him in the game two days ago.

It was Zhou Lengbai.

He has neat short hair, and he stands very upright. If it weren't for the washed white shirt and mud-stained boots, Qi Nanjun felt that the other party was more like a military cadet than himself.

His complexion is very pale. Because Qi Nanjun inherited the fair skin of Goen Xing's mother, he already belongs to the very fair category. Unexpectedly, Zhou Lengbai is even paler than in the game. A kind of white that does not see the sun all year round.Coupled with his short light brown hair and heroic eyebrows, the whole person reveals a trace or two of morbid handsomeness.

But his eyes still hide a bit of rebelliousness that looks down on everything.

Sven and handsome are here, and lonely and arrogant are also here, but they don't feel that it is against harmony at all, as if he should be so cool by nature.

Qi Nanjun found that while he was looking at him, the other party had already cast him a staring gaze.

Qi Nanjun thought that he would have an indifferent personality, but he didn't expect this person to look at him...with a bit of embarrassment and uneasiness?

"Xiaoqi, this is Zhou Lengbai." The life teacher said, "He is a freshman this year and will be your new neighbor."

Qi Nanjun coughed and adjusted his expression. He still can't let others know that he is the monarch in the game. "Hello, I am Qi Nanjun from the second grade. Nice to meet you."

Zhou Lengbai looked at the well-articulated hand stretched out towards him, he flapped his eyelashes quickly, and absorbed the turbulent surge in his chest into the bottomless abyss.

He desperately suppressed the torrent in his heart that wanted to burst the embankment.

It's a wonderful feeling.It is like a distinct and strong struggle when dying, and also like an instinctive desire for something.

Zhou Lengbai was almost unable to restrain his trembling hands. Even though he had simulated it hundreds of times in his mind, when he saw him again, he still couldn't completely hide his greedy gaze towards "craving".

too close--

They are too close.

He gathered [-] percent of his willpower before reaching out his hand pretending to be calm and reaching for it.

When he touched this person's skin, the restlessness and hostility in his heart were instantly soothed by his slightly cool touch.The skin of these hands is smooth and smooth, only there are tiny calluses on the tiger's mouth and finger pulp, which are small wounds left after unarmed training.

At this moment, Zhou Lengbai felt that he had really touched him, and the monarch who looked exactly like him in the game was just a pile of data.

Zhou Lengbai even wanted to destroy that pile of data.

Where can his light be copied?Not even a face.

"Zhou Lengbai, my name is Zhou Lengbai." He stated his name very solemnly.Never in all these years had he wished so much for his name to be meaningful, or a little more elegant, than at this moment.

But alas, no.He was born in a cold and short day on Shangen, such an ordinary day occupies more than half of the year on Shangen, it has no special meaning, and it is so plain that it makes people feel boring.

Cold white, it sounds like a name without temperature and color.

Meaningless.

Zhou Lengbai felt embarrassed.

But soon, he heard the other party's voice with a smile, "It's a very special name. If you need any help, you can come to me."

Zhou Lengbai couldn't help but look at him again. This man had just finished taking a bath, his hair was slightly damp on his forehead, his pink lips were stained with water vapor, and the collarbone of his bathrobe showed a clear collarbone. Zhou Lengbai couldn't help but Dare to look down again.

He mulled these two short sentences over and over again, chewed them up like honey, and swallowed them into his stomach. After a while, he heard himself reply in a gentle and calm voice, "Thank you. There are many things that need the help of seniors." .”