I died on the first day of the game

"You said that the mission of another survivor is to prevent you from completing your mission?"

Yan Ruyue rested her chin with one hand, and repeated it uncertainly.

Yi Mian nodded: "Well, the difficulty of her task is obviously lower."

He concealed the fact that there is an NPC helping him. Without Chu Wu, it would be difficult for him to pass the level.

Wu Hewen scratched his head: "Wait, wait... What do you say about tongue twisters?"

Jin Ya listened with rounded eyes, besides Yi Mian, she had the lowest qualifications, and she didn't dare to speak casually at the moment.

Yan Ruyue frowned: "As far as I know, there is basically no such situation."

"Because based on the conclusion we have reached so far, the main god put us into the game for the purpose of gaining energy... Letting the only two survivors confront each other is almost nakedly killing each other!"

This sentence is easy to understand, because when your opponent is sure that there is only one, it is inevitable that some people will have malicious thoughts, and the slaughterer comes from this. After all, it is often more difficult to clear the game than to kill people.

"Unless... the Lord God is targeting you!"

Yan Ruyue put her hand down, the wine glass collided with the table and made a ding sound.

Yi Mian was a little surprised: "For me?"

"Yes, I can only think of this possibility, or rather, it is testing you... No, I'm not sure, the main god has become very strange in the last few games, and we can't figure it out."

Wu Hewen had a big brain, and suggested, "Maybe the recent abnormality of the main god has something to do with you!"

When it comes to the core of the No. [-] world, no one can guarantee that their guess is correct, and a few people can only gather around the round table to diverge their thinking.

In the mint-flavored hall, the light flickered non-stop, and the faces coming and going were still the same. The survivors who participated in the party were all veterans, and they cherished their lives very much, and would not easily let themselves die in the game.

Yi Mian pursed her lips: "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Perhaps, he can ask another person about the Lord God.

After the routine gathering after each game, several people left one after another.

There was a cool breeze, and scattered fluorescent lights hovered in the air. The black-haired young man walked slowly on the empty street, without the pressure of tasks, which made him feel relaxed and comfortable.

"……haven't seen you for a long time."

There was a man waiting downstairs in the apartment building. When he saw him coming, he greeted him with a slightly stiff tone.

Yi Mian subconsciously raised the corners of her mouth: "We obviously only met two days ago."

Chu Wu grabbed his clothes with his hands in his trouser pockets in embarrassment. He had obviously been waiting here for 10 to [-] minutes, and he had rehearsed the opening speech several times in his mind, so why did he drag himself down!

He decided to quickly forget this unpleasant beginning: "...I have some discoveries about the Lord God and I want to tell you."

"Well, come in."

Yi Mian pressed the door open and asked the other party to follow her upstairs.

Maybe it's because he's in a good mood, maybe it's something else, he sees men very pleasing to the eye now, and he has already classified him as a friend.

It was really useful to help in the game, Chu Wu happily followed behind the young man, trying not to show his smile too obvious.

"Give."

Yi Mian brought him to the living room, took a can of drink from the refrigerator and handed him over, sat down opposite him, leaned gently on the back of the chair, with a relaxed posture.

Chu Wu held the cold soda can in his hand, feeling a little calmer.

In the last game, he played the role of a "secret lover", who can freely express his feelings under the character and break away from the setting, but suddenly he was at a loss, like a young boy in his teens, who didn't know what to use What attitude to face the person you like.

"About the Lord God..."

He collected himself and prepared to get to the point first.

"You should also know about its recent actions."

Yi Mian nodded, last time when he entered the main god's reward cube, he vaguely heard someone talking in his ear, but later he asked Yan Ruyue who was there, and it was like taking an elevator with others, simply waiting for a few seconds, without any discomfort, Didn't lose consciousness either.

Only he seems to have stepped into another space, accepting an unknown test.

"What is its purpose...?"

Chu Wu shook his head regretfully: "To be honest, I don't know, but the main god is indeed not as powerful as before."

And it seemed that he was very unwilling to contact him, as if he was hiding something, and he also felt this, so he unscrupulously made a request to the Lord God.

"I speculate that its weakened strength is actively consuming its own energy in order to find something, maybe someone."

Chu Wu's eyes fell on the young man, and his voice softened, "Although we don't know its purpose yet, we still have to be careful."

Yi Mian understood his hidden words: "You mean, the Lord God is looking for me?"

"It's very likely."

"but I do not have……"

Yi Mian slightly closed her eyes, hesitated to speak.

He thought of the example given to him by Customer Service No. 21, about why his body was unusual.

Chu Wu knew about the abnormality of the other party, but he couldn't reveal the fact that he entered the game with the other party wearing a vest twice, and he also pretended not to know and looked at Yi Mian.

"I see, thanks."

Yi Mian thought of another thing, "However, it doesn't matter if you say so much, won't the Lord God notice you?"

Although he was not afraid at all, Chu Wu was very happy that the other party cared about him, and waved his hand and said, "It's okay for me, it doesn't matter."

Yi Mian was slightly relieved when she heard the words, and didn't ask any further questions.

The man in front of him obviously had a secret, and he was just worried about whether he would hurt the other party, not to explore his privacy.

After this game, there was nearly half a month of rest, and Yi Mian called out No. 21 before entering the game again.

The pixel villain I haven't seen for a long time on the electronic screen jumped up and down, and waved to him energetically: "It's you! Are you going to enter the game again? It seems that you are doing well in the No. [-] world!"

"It's okay." Yi Mian responded twice and turned around, "May I ask a question?"

No. 21 tilted his head: "What's the problem?"

"Before you said that the 'alternative free people' in the second world cannot return to the real world, but my situation is special, so it's different from them, isn't it?"

"Ah, this... yes."

The villain nodded, his eyes filled with confusion.

Yi Mian: "Then how can I return to the real world?"

"...Wait! I'm going to ask the Lord God!"

The villain left a word, and disappeared from the screen with a "swish".

Less than 10 minutes later, he reappeared, shook his head and said to Yi Mian, "I've asked, and the Lord God said it's not impossible, but..."

"However, after you come out of the game this time, the Lord God wants to meet you in person!"

meet him in person?He originally planned to ask No. 21 for some news about the mysterious mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that the other party was even more impatient than him.

Yi Mian did not refuse: "Yes."

The pixel villain took out the book and gave him a cheering gesture: "Okay! Then enter the game now!"

In the black void, extremely thin lines that are invisible to the naked eye shuttle back and forth densely, and finally gather in the darker depths.

Two voices sounded from there, one serious and the other worried.

"Lord God, do you really want to do this?"

"Ah."

"But... it doesn't matter if you give up that world! Wait a few more decades at most! Your energy can't stand to be consumed any longer!"

"Pay attention to your identity."

The serious voice sank.

The other voice was much softer: "...I'm sorry."

No one made a sound, and the void fell into silence again.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Lujiang is just a landmine for chasing tools and Liming Xin~

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