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Shu Jun is only interested in playing games, and has always been too lazy to ponder the official plot. It is more realistic to look at a few maps and a few battle cases than to analyze the love and hatred that makes people's brains painful. Those NPCs like generals and marshals only have names in his mind, and they don't match the image at all.

But even if Zhu Yanchen didn't show his face much before, he could still recognize it.

The reason is very simple. Marshal Zhu's appearance is quite handsome-"Erosion" features a wasteland background, and players must use real looks. NPCs cannot be handsome men and women per capita, but the game is still a game. Some good-looking NPCs are always needed to attract popularity.

Marshal Zhu is one of the popular NPCs, and the female members of the Blackbird often discuss this person in front of him.

With this face and the dazzling marshal uniform, the three words "Zhu Yanchen" seemed to be printed on the opponent's forehead. There were not many young marshals, and it was difficult for Shu Jun to recognize it.

Just now (Jiji) persuaded Marshal Zhu's npc to come closer and saw Shu Jun on the window edge. Immediately after he jumped a few steps back, his gun-drawing hands were shaking, as if he saw a poisonous spider on the bedside.

Zhu Yanchen didn't react that much, but his expression was a bit complicated. Shu Jun had no time to examine the meaning of this expression, he was trying to think about a decent way to escape.

Found by the marshal-level npc, it was too late to find equipment to contact the outside world. The distance between the strongholds is not far, he can think of a way again——

The premise is not to be caught again.

Shu Jun's brain turned quickly, his hands were loose, and the wind accumulated between his body and the wall, trying to run away. Zhu Yanchen was faster, he clenched Jun's wrist tightly.

Once the skill is activated, it cannot be stopped immediately. Shu Jun was stunned and rushed to the distance with the wind, with an expressionless npc hanging on his arm. It stands to reason that the NPC intelligence is no different from a real person. Marshal Zhu is known as a tactical faction and should not make such inexplicable reckless behavior.

However, the hand on his wrist was tightly grasped. The violent wind swept the two people away and flew directly out of the stronghold.

Seeing that he was about to land, Shu Jun instinctively protected the opponent and acted as a (flesh) cushion. It wasn't until his back hit the ground that he realized that the pregnant woman was an npc, not a teammate he wanted to protect.

A more piercing alarm sounded from the stronghold, and a faint sound could be heard from here.

"...The sample escaped! The sample escaped! It hijacked Marshal Zhu Yanchen, and repeat, it hijacked Marshal Zhu Yanchen..."

Shu Jun: "..."

hijack? Is this npc porcelain?

The culprit did not continue to press on Shu Jun. Zhu Yanchen stood up neatly, his clothes were not messy, and he carried a large suitcase in his hand, as if he was about to step into the meeting room next second.

He simply swept around, and Shu Jun, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand. That hand was wrapped in white gloves, and some skin came out (exposed) from the cuffs, almost the same (color) as the cloth of the gloves.

Shu Jun put his hands full of mud and stood up on the ground. Zhu Yanchen retracted his hand quietly and turned to pat the dust on his uniform, showing no emotion on his face.

Shu Junsuo (sexual xing) looked at the opponent along the uniform.

Close contact with important NPCs with names and surnames is still the first time. Marshal Zhu didn't wear a gas mask at the moment, he was indeed handsome, but his brows were cold, like frost, which made people unable to get close.

And it's still a facial paralysis. Just looking at the expression, Shu Jun couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking.

After looking at the big man, Shu Jun didn't feel excited. He only hoped that this person would have advanced authority and let himself contact the official soon. Taking into account the other party's NPC status, he decided to rule out real problems and start from the perspective of the game.

"Why did you just...hiss." He forgot the fangs that had just mutated and bit his lips again.

"excuse me."

Zhu Yanchen stretched out his hand, and his fingers moved away from Shu Jun's mouth very naturally, the index finger covered by the glove touched the tip of the tooth, followed by the wound on his lips.

The mouth was invaded by dry cloth, the tongue was astringent, and Shu Jun stretched his cheeks uncomfortably. As long as he wants, he can throw away that hand immediately. It's just that Zhu Yanchen doesn't have any dangerous actions at the moment. It's not good to get into a deadlock with important roles too quickly.

Fortunately, this process only lasted about five seconds.

Zhu Yanchen opened the suitcase, and the lid blocked Shu Jun's vision. Seeing sporadic movements, he sealed the blood-stained gloves with a plastic bag and replaced them with longer gloves. His wrists were tightly covered.

Then he took out a cube the size of a dice, and it quickly unfolded like a flower, turning into a familiar gas mask. With the mask on and the goggles in place, Zhu Yanchen's voice was a little dull: "The contaminated area is in front. The chasing soldiers will catch up soon, and we must leave immediately."

Dare to feel that Thuja will continue, Shu Jun sighed again.

"Wait--"

"Mr. Shu Jun, I know you have a lot of problems. You won yesterday, but you couldn't leave the game. There is no customer service in "Corrosion" to welcome you, and the NPC's attitude towards you is no longer friendly." Zhu Yanchen's tone is like a speech. "I don’t have time to explain too much now. If you still want to live, please follow my instructions."

This time Shu Jun didn't froze for too long.

The situation is really a big problem-the npc should have followed the setting and didn't know anything other than the game worldview. Words like "game" and "customer service" shouldn't come out of Zhu Yanchen's mouth, let alone his real name.

The pile of virtual data suddenly broke the limitations and understood the reality quite well. Shu Jun sweated on his back.

Zhu Yanchen spoke quickly: "Follow me."

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no time to linger. Shu Jun decisively hugged Zhu Yanchen's waist and held the other side tightly around him: "Where to go?"

"True north, ten kilometers." Zhu Yanchen did not resist.

The hurricane blew up.

Shu Jun was surprised when he started. This guy didn't go to the front very much, but he had nothing to do with the word "weak". Zhu Yanchen's waist was thin and strong, his physique was not worse than his own, and his height was a bit taller. Just shocked and didn't pay attention, this time Shu Jun misestimated the opponent's weight and almost flopped.

"The place is a bit far away, so bear with it on the road and speak up." I am used to moving by the wind, and other people usually can't bear this kind of movement.

Zhu Yanchen didn't say a word, as honest as a dummy. Thanks to him, this journey took less time than Shu Jun imagined.

The destination does not look very safe.

The gray fog rolled against the ground, and giant stalagmites protruded from the fog. Bizarre caves are everywhere, the whole area is like a maze, and the biological shapes are also extremely strange, absolutely heavily polluted areas.

According to the game settings-I don't know if these ghost settings are untrustworthy-NPCs do not have the abilities of players, and they have very poor resistance to corrosion. If there is no equipment support, NPCs will not survive long in heavily polluted areas.

"Are you sure it's here?" Shu Jun didn't loose Zhu Yanchen's waist, nor did he hide the suspicion in his voice.

"Ok."

"Okay, can you explain it now?" Shu Jun paused for a moment and added a name. "...Mr. Zhu? Sir?"

Zhu Yanchen shook his head and pointed to a cave in the gap between the stalagmites: "I can't stay outside for too long, just go in and talk."

After speaking, he drove into the depths of the cave and opened the thick metal door, and Shu Jun followed behind like a sleepwalking. This development is getting more and more outrageous, maybe this is really just a dream. Embracing the longing for awakening from the dream, Shu Jun twisted his arm vigorously.

Dreams are not dreams, but pain is real pain.

Before he finished feeling, he was sprayed with the disinfectant spray in the isolation room. The two stood silently in the isolation room for a few minutes before stepping into the real door.

There is a small safe house hidden behind the main entrance, and it can be seen that no one has been here for a long time. The erosive qualities are all blocked outside the door, and the furniture inside still retains the fresh (yan) (color) luster. Zhu Yanchen removed the protective equipment and took two glasses of water from the water filter.

"sit down."

"..." Shu Jun glanced at the clean sofa, then at his muddy self. "How long will you explain?"

"It depends."

"Is ten minutes enough?"

"uncertain."

"Then I will take a shower first."

Zhu Yanchen's expressionless face finally twitched: "..."

"It's not like you are going to convey any good news in this battle." Shu Jun took the cup and drank the water. "It's all knives when you stretch your head and shrink your head, I want to feel comfortable in dizziness."

"The shower cabin is over there. There are spare clothes in it." Zhu Yanchen sighed, not infected by Shu Jun's relaxed tone.

The shower cabin was terribly narrow and the floor was flat at best. Shu Jun maximized the amount of water and let the water hit his skin. Finally, the heartbeat slowly stabilized.

In this situation, walking with an important NPC, his face is relaxed, his nerves have been stretched to the limit. If he continues, he is not sure whether he can make the most appropriate response-Zhu Yanchen is a pivotal figure in "Erosion", the current situation is too bizarre, Shu Jun does not want to try and make random mistakes.

Even though he knew that it was an illusion in front of him, the warm water still made him feel better.

Is it really an illusion?

Shu Jun grinned self-deprecatingly. The bug in the loop and loop gave him a terrible headache, and he couldn't even recognize the true and false at first. He subconsciously wiped the water off his face and looked down.

The flow of water washed away the pieces of clothing, and the contact light screen that came along was still flickering. Shu Jun narrowed his eyes as he pushed away the water mist on the screen. The anchor point belonging to "Smoke" was still on, motionless near him.

...This may be the most terrifying "bug" I have encountered.

Three years ago, he and "Smoke" met after discussing the strategic issues of a particular map. At first, most of the topics focused on combat. Smoke and dust always had some sharp opinions, and people were smart and humble, and they were very comfortable with each other.

After going back and forth, the two gradually became acquainted with each other, and they became a (guan) relationship that they talked about every day. Later, chatting became the norm.

Shu Jun held up the title of "Legend of Immortality" and said that it is impossible without pressure. He spends almost all of his time at work. In order to balance the interpersonal relationship in the team, he is not easy to get too close to specific players.

It was not that Shu Jun had never thought of making other friends, but unfortunately he was not in the same business, and it was difficult to understand those tactical distresses and couldn't make close friendships.

Slowly, the smoke and dust that did not belong to any team and was good at tactics gradually became Shu Jun's oasis. Maybe it's the (sexual xing) pattern, that person can always give Shu Jun just the right amount of support and care. To talk about what kind of people he wants to live with, Shu Jundi's reaction is "like smoke and dust."

After several years of contact, we can also see a bit (sexual xing) based on words and deeds. He believes that Yanchen is a slightly cold, sexual but gentle girl. Even if it is a male (sexual xing), if the other party is willing, Shu Jun wants to try to look everywhere.

But he is not a child who has just reached puberty, and he will not die for a vague affection. What's more, I am so busy every day that my eyebrows are burnt and I will be long in the future, so there is no need to rush to break the current understanding between the two.

Relying on word communication is still thin. He wants to meet the right side at the end of his career, express his feelings, and follow suit afterwards.

Shu Jun naturally thought about many situations that were destined to be unable to confess. For example, Yanchen already had a lover or was already married. He even considered the possibility that Yanchen was an old man. As a result, I guessed a lot, but I didn't guess that "smoke" was the npc in the game.

Shu Jun raised his face and let the water hit his face hard. Let's not talk about (sexual xing), his favorite object is heap data first.

...Or there is a possibility that it is worse. Shu Jun is reluctant to think about it until he finds out the situation.

After eating a set of realistic combination punches in just a few days, no matter what Marshal Zhu said later, Shu Jun was confident to stay sensible. Stabilizing his emotions, Shu Jun rubbed out of the shower cabin and rubbed his gray hair with a towel.

"I'm ready." Shu Junkou (kisswen) solemnly. He wrapped the towel around his neck, freed his hand to take the water glass, his face looked dead.

Zhu Yanchen looked directly into his eyes, straight to the point: "Everything you have experienced is not a bug."

"This world is not a game, your world is."