I received a bounce from a non-existent player

He held my hand holding the doll, rubbed the tip of my nose and asked with a smile, "Miss Qi wants to fight back?"

I thought to myself that this person is too thick-skinned, so I still smiled back and closed my eyes ambiguously.His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes, then...

"Hiss—little lunatic."

"It's called treating another person in the same way." I looked at the shallow row of teeth marks on his face with satisfaction, "You haven't told me what happened after the chess game disappeared. How could I in the room?"

"Of course I brought you back...you drool."

When he woke up, I was lying in the same elevator with him, and I was still unconscious.He tried to press the floor, but found that the elevator was malfunctioning, and looked at his phone, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

In this way, since entering the elevator room last night, we have unconsciously fallen into the illusion of a giant face, and the slides and chessboards after that are all illusions.

In fact, this can be regarded as reasonable among the unreasonable. After all, I really don’t think that falling from the 99999th floor will just hurt me for a while, instead of breaking my internal organs.

Because there are two elevators in the apartment, there are not too many people going out early in the morning. It took two hours for the maintenance workers to fix the elevator.He carried me back to the room and waited for more than ten hours before I woke up slowly.

I opened my eyes: "Wait, you said more than ten hours?... What time is it?"

He motioned me to look out the window: "It's past ten o'clock in the evening. You don't think it's still early in the morning, do you?"

After hearing this, I was extremely depressed.

After all the calculations, I didn't think that I actually fell asleep the whole day.Time is precious in the first place, but now another day is wasted, and there are only three days left before the party on the 14th.

I bit my lip and thought about it, I didn't have time to lie down like this, so I struggled to get up, but I found that the lower body felt weak.Jiang Heng frowned, pressed me and said, "You've consumed too much in the illusion, you won't be able to get out of bed for a while, and I don't trust you to go out tonight."

"But there's no time—"

"You are a human being, not a god."

I knew what he meant, and I was dumbfounded for a while.He sighed, and lightly closed my hand: "I've worked hard these past few days, so let's rest for a night first. I'll accompany you."

The body is the capital of the revolution, and it must not collapse, and his tone was firm, so I had no choice but to crawl back into bed slowly.

"Close your eyes. Have a good rest," he said.

I also closed my eyes obediently.

But I closed my eyes for a while, and the anxiety in my heart was still undiminished. Is it because I am unwilling to just lie down like this.But I can't get up, I can't get back up, and my brain can still move.So I raised my eyes: "What do you think...the three prompts mean?"

Jiang Heng's two slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the side of the bed: "It's like a pvp. A date."

He didn't insist on letting me sleep, he probably knew that I couldn't fall asleep, and lying down would only make me more uncomfortable.

I thought about it.

Indeed, in the first prompt, Lan Ke’er’s video-like gesture was like an unpleasant conversation, from the beginning of the quarrel to the final gunpowder, and ended with the frantic jump of the right hand, like a decision something.Thinking for a moment with his left hand, he jumped back to express his agreement.

This should be the start of the fight.The second hint is that the left hand defeated the right hand. The words are simple and shocking, and there is nothing to say.

"I also understand this, but I don't understand when the right hand turns black in the end..." I became distressed, "Does the right hand represent Zongge? He turned black after losing?"

Jiang Heng laughed: "Chess players are generally very rigorous, and probably wouldn't think of using 'blackening' as a reminder."

That's true, but Zongge doesn't literally turn black. If the abstract understanding of blackening doesn't hold, what "black" wants to express is not directly related to black.

I suddenly remembered my first reaction when I saw that scene:

[It looks like it has disappeared. 】

I murmured: "Could it be that Zongge disappeared?"

This is just something I said casually, but Jiang Heng took it seriously: "It's possible."

"Huh? But he didn't..."

"It's not his person who disappeared, but his character—that Tang Sect."

I struggled to remember the third paragraph of the prompt.After sleeping for a long time, my mind was still a little jerky: "Invisibility? Can't beat him and escape? Or faceless?"

"Neither." He tapped his knuckles on the side of the bed, "This is a battle to delete numbers."

It dawned on me.

After the Heliancheng incident, Zongge was not only so poor that he couldn't even cure his illness, but also his ambition was shaved to nothing.His only consolation may be a game that allows him to kill people who are more successful than him in reality over and over again, and then make him a little sought after.

If he lost the number deletion battle, he would lose even the last bit of his possessions.

Although it is not impossible to make a comeback after deleting the account, but he has a perverse personality and will give in when he encounters setbacks.

His malaise was even higher, and he was one step closer to committing suicide by jumping into the river.

The sixth deceased also became one of his imagined "murderers" unintentionally.

Wanting to understand this, I hurriedly asked Jiang Heng to bring my computer over.

Baidu Post Bar - the biggest gossip center of Quan Jiansan.

I opened the post bar familiarly, and entered the keyword: Zongge Deletion Battle

To my surprise, Zongge fought more than once in the account deletion battle, but he ended in victory in everything else. It seems that he is now well-known for being sharp and sharp, and his skill of Shocking Feathers back then was no less impressive.

I remembered the reminder of the sixth book, so I entered an extra word in the search bar: Pure Yang

In this search, there were several pages of posts, but there was only one opponent left—the baa wife of ID [Mo Yichen].

I randomly clicked on a post with the most replies, "[818] [Delete Account Battle] Will our camp's cancer delete accounts this time? ", the host's ID is [Shen Luoluo].

The cause of the incident was that Zongge offended members of their gang.

As we all know, because Mawei Station is a map where camps are forced to open, [War·One-line Sky] often evolves into [War·One-line Tianjingkou].

It's not a day or two before Zong Ge leads people to make trouble at the entrance of the secret realm. Usually, when the trouble is happy, he pats his butt and leaves. Coincidentally, the master's apprentice of a certain faction's big gang was buried.

The big gang protects the weak, and his active gang members are hard to die when they are beaten. Hearing his apprentice cry and tell her how to be buried, he can't get up. .

Zongge quit Yunli's gang as early as September 14. When this happened, he was working as an executive in a cancer gang. How could he fight head-on when he started a gang war? He led the whole gang online to hide in the dungeon.

The gang leader was well prepared, but in the end he couldn't even find a single person, and cursed at the world, but Zongge's gang taunted him back instead.

The leader of the big gang is not easy to mess with. He hung around the post bar and made it clear: Are all the people in your gang dead? The gang war that hits your gang is still a battle with the Tangmen to delete the number. You choose one.

It's not the first time that Zongge got involved in a number deletion battle, and he agreed very decisively: a number deletion battle.

The narrative ends here, and the next floors are all live broadcasts of the host.

On the day of the account deletion battle, Zongge's Tangmen account was fiddling with boredom in Chengdu Square, and what was waiting for him was a little Confucian style lady.

He glanced contemptuously—Qichun, who can fight; [Mo Yichen], who has never heard of it; equipment, which is only handed over from the first and second echelons.This account seems ruthless, and it would not be a pity to delete it when the time comes.

The host posted a few screenshots of Zongge's recent chat mocking Mrs. Baa, ignoring the reply from the building who bet on Zongge's win, and just said: Zongge, you are finished.

The song is indeed over.

He slacked off a bit at the beginning, and by the time he realized something was wrong and fought back with all his strength, it was already too late.At the end of the sparring, the character of Silk Blood was slapped on the ground with a hundred feet by the gang master's apprentice who had committed a vendetta, and the white bubble on his head read "For 30 years, I have been looking for swords and swords, and the leaves have fallen and branches have fallen several times. Today, I finally found a good opponent!" It has not disappeared yet. .

The opposite Baa sat on the ground dangling with her short legs in her arms, and the target was still Tang Men [Zongge] who was lying on the ground.

[Recent chat][Mo Yichen]: Acceptance.

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The number of words in these chapters is even more uneven