You don't decrypt at all do you?

The two didn't respond.

After a while, Ji Shuang turned to Ruan Dongxu and said, "I'll chat with him alone for a while."

Ruan Dongxu glanced at Zhu Wen, and twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was about to suffocate.

After a while, he nodded and went out.

"If I want to go, I will go."

Ji Shuang locked the door, looked at Zhu Wen, and tried to keep her expression as natural as possible.

She even raised her eyebrows: "After all, I am the boss, and I have the final say."

Zhu Wen: "Understood, we will usurp the throne tonight."

Ji Shuang: "I'm not kidding."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

He returned to the living room from the kitchen, sat down on the sofa and looked up at Ji Shuang.

Ji Shuang smacked her lips, and tried to persuade her verbally.

She calmed down quickly and clearly understood that it was meaningless to go back and forth on "whether to go", "who disagrees" or "what must be".

What matters is how practical this preparatory plan is.

Ji Shuang thought about it for a while, and when she heard what the person on the other end of the phone said just now, she felt something was weird.But she didn't have time to think about it - it must be Zhu Wen's jumping too fast!

She frowned and thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "I have never touched or seen anything that can represent the main parts of the game before."

Some things that are messy when you think about them are easy to clear when you say them.

Ji Shuang looked up at Zhu Wen: "Do you think there is something wrong with the game's energy supply device?"

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows: "It can't be considered a problem."

"Do you think it's overprotected?" Ji Shuang asked, and it's not completely unfounded to say so: "We did the same thing in the endgame before, although we only looked at the location of the energy supply through the props... this time it's the same in the real world, You can see it, but you can't get in."

"Do you think that while the energy supply device is important, it is more fragile than we take it for granted?" Ji Shuang looked at Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen frowned and pondered before answering: "That's almost what it means. Cocoon rooms have always given people a feeling of being in a purely defensive state. We have considered the situation of cocoon rooms before. It may be because they have not yet officially invested work reasons."

"But there are also many temptations in the real world, and the game has never countered. Whether it is because of the so-called 'big rules' restrictions, or because of this,"

Zhu Wen took out the "Shards of Paradise" in the warehouse that were more than halfway put together, "It all shows that if we want to take the initiative, the best time is before the end of the third stage. After that, there will probably be no chance. after all,"

He shrugged: "Refer to the ending."

Inferred from the normal game time, their game started after the third stage of Group Y ended and failed.

The ending scene, that is, the world of Group Y is not a small place. From the content and systematic text of the two diaries, it can be seen that the other party's world is not a backward world.

It can be said that the efficiency of a world with a certain level of civilization becomes final within 9 years.

If it is a little more negative, combined with the deduction of the time when the diary owner fell ill, I am afraid that the "pollution" of the game to the real world does not require a time span in units of "years".

In other words, if they want to fight back, the only time is now.

The staged division of the game makes its key parts very well hidden. No matter how well they are in the scene, in fact the big rhythm is still in the hands of the game.

So far, the game is not half a step behind, still sending out the last clues at its own pace.

Ji Shuang has always been able to understand what Zhu Wen didn't clarify clearly. It's hard to say whether this understanding comes from a similar way of thinking, or the long-term cooperation, or the foundation laid by getting along with her when she was young.

In short, she fully understood what Zhu Wen meant.

She frowned and said, "If that's the case, let's take a step back."

Zhu Wen: "Huh?"

Ji Shuang: "If you go, I will go too."

Zhu Wen: "If you want to keep people in the game, if you can't, there are still two months left."

Ji Shuang: "Sister and Brother Dongxu are here."

Zhu Wen: "You're playing a rascal, right?"

Ji Shuang: "Indeed."

Zhu Wen laughed: "What's the hurry? It's not a sure thing to go. But judging from the situation, this is indeed a better way. It just skips the customs clearance process again. This time the game is mad, but it's really mad. gone."

Ji Shuang stared: "Be serious."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

Then be serious.

"If you continue to play in the third stage, you can't hide the fact that the compound is among the players." He said casually: "It's hard to predict what will happen then, but we can use the experience of group Y as a comparison. Our side model, it will only get worse."

Zhu Wen was most annoyed by that kind of noisy situation, especially that kind of situation, which probably didn't make sense either by reasoning or by fists.

Ji Shuang knew: "That's why I said I'm with you."

Zhu Wen: "Have you eaten the weight?"

Ji Shuang: "Indeed."

"What's for dinner?" Zhu Wen stood up and didn't say much.

Ren Zhenzhu couldn't shake off his buttocks when she was shaking her big tears. Now that her skills are better, don't struggle, just go on her honeymoon.

Ji Shuang followed closely: "Anything is fine."

Zhu Wen turned around and looked at her funny: "What are you doing? I'm not withdrawing now."

Ji Shuang has already learned it completely, selling half-truths and half-false miserably: "I don't feel safe at all."

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows: "It's miserable, right?"

Ji Shuang said nonsense, "Nothing."

Zhu Wen laughed, "If you are unlucky and Qin Yu's pop-up location is the location where you logged into the game before, then we will stop cooking."

Ji Shuang was speechless: "Can't you look forward to it?"

Zhu Wen was surprised: "Don't you want to use such a dangerous move? Isn't it just right that Qin Yu's pop-up position is wrong?"

Ji Shuang: "..." It's yes if it's wrapped around.

She closed her mouth and opened the refrigerator with a "tsk".

Let's eat first.

Fight again next time when you are full, maybe you won't be drawn in next time.

...

...

real world

"I was fucking wrong, I was really wrong."

Qin Yu squatted in the detention center and hit the big wall, his intestines were green with regret.

Extreme joy begets sorrow, which belongs to yes.

He didn't even consider that he had been in the game for so many years, his account, bank card, and everything that could be connected to him had already been cancelled.

To be precise, he was so happy that he retreated before he had time to think about these things.

After all, such a good thing as the "Skip Card" is thrown away on the 6th, but maybe someone will regret it after two seconds, so come to ask him for it?Why don't you hurry up and get out?

Although this kind of low-level mistake is his own problem, the outrageousness is really outrageous-that is to say, he was on the street as soon as he came back, and there was only 10 yuan bills left in his pocket, which were still the previous version of bills .

Looking at it again, the whole world is fucking paying with mobile phones and even faces.

It's too chicken to break cyber.

even!

Even according to the local landmarks, Qin Yu found himself in a city 1200 kilometers away from his home.

No money, no ID card, no way to go back.

These days, 10 yuan can only buy half a portion of fast food.

Qin Yu people are already stupid, 10 yuan is no longer money, presumably wages in various industries have also increased, right?

Haha.

Fuck him.

just now.

At this moment.

Qin Yu, No. 37 executive officer of the dignified game crisis response department, was sent to the bureau by enthusiastic citizens just because he didn't have an ID, and his clothes and deeds were very good.

It's all little things.

The problem is that he didn't turn his mind as an executive officer. He compared the police to the employees of the security maintenance department. Conditional reflexes are almost a big trick.

Fortunately, the car stopped temporarily.

It's a pity that the starting action is still bad in nature.

Forget it, think about it.

Qin Yu shook his head to comfort himself.

At least take care of the food.

Where to stay is not to stay.

Besides, for such a trivial matter, let him go out in a few days.

Qin Yu pulled on the bars, and Baba looked outside.

The inmate next to him was quite optimistic, and asked him with a smile: "Brother, how did you get in?"

Qin Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, he didn't want to be treated as crazy if he told the truth, anyway, it was enough for the police to know what was going on.It is estimated that after the detention period expires, he will be able to withdraw after contacting Group 0 for verification.So he said nonsense: "I'm here to make a living."

Inmate Yile: "It's boring like this. It's definitely not a big problem to let this detention go. Share it with your brothers?"

The people Qin Yu bothered were almost numb, and he just opened his mouth and said, "I'll share with your mother!"

The inmate immediately stood up when he heard the words, and he looked like the kind of gag who is not only not afraid of trouble, but also willing to make trouble: "Hey! Why do you say that..."

Qin Yu: "Why the fuck do you talk so much bullshit?!"

As he said that, he didn't pay attention to his hands, and the iron railing bent with a "squeak".

Cellmate: "...?"

He looked at Qin Yu, and then at the iron railing.

Subsequently.

He looked at Qin Yu again, and at the iron railing again.

"Turtle..."

The cellmate sat down on the ground.

What the hell is this monster, is it a game player?

As soon as I thought of this, someone opened the door and came in.

"Qin... Qin Yu, right?"

The person who came opened the lock, looked down at the iron railing, twitched the corners of his mouth and suppressed the curse that rushed to his throat: "Come out, someone wants to see you."

Qin Yu's eyes lit up: "My mother?"

"...You can just come out! Why are there so many nonsense!"

Qin Yu let out an "oh", but cooperated.

Unexpectedly, after going out, he was taken to a small room next to him, and saw a middle-aged man dressed in rather bluffing clothes.

"Qin Yu, the No. 37 executive officer of the game crisis response department, right?" The middle-aged man didn't even introduce himself, and asked, "You escaped with a skipping card?"

Qin Yu was numb for a moment, and then asked with an "ah" sound: "What, what? The real world still cares about game defection?" He hurriedly explained: "Isn't that the skipping card thrown by No. 6 himself? If he doesn't want it, I will return it." Can't use it..."

The middle-aged man pressed his forehead, thinking that Qin Yu must have been crazy in the game, why did he react so outrageously?