You don't decrypt at all do you?

"Then... leave them alone?"

Ji Shuang raised her hand as a "please" gesture: "There are no rules in the third stage, and there are not a few staff present."

She glanced down at the faces that were either familiar or unfamiliar: "You all have the authority to access the scene through the portal. You didn't ask me when you gathered to play 'Witch Hunt' just now. Why are you asking now?"

Zhu Wen: "'Witch Hunt'? It's quite humorous."

Ji Shuang kicked Zhu Wen lightly, her lips hardly moved, and she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Don't make trouble."

Zhu Wenqing cleared his throat and fully cooperated.

If the two parties are in a stalemate, the party that relaxes first and is shifted focus will naturally fall into the inferior position.What's more, Tom's small report was made in time. They haven't formed a scale yet, and they haven't really gone berserk yet.

Sudden, unusual broadcasts unsettle them.

If left unattended, the life and death of nearly 9000 people seems to be different from the weight of the synthetics they decided to sell.

Someone is hiding at the back, wanting to leave this pre-formed aggregate without a sound.

He swiped the pass silently, and stared at the instruction box that popped up on the portal.Before he could decide whether to speak, the person beside him noticed the existence of the portal and exclaimed:

"The access to the scene is closed!"

This exclamation was slightly hoarse, and the ending sound even split.

But the effect is outstanding.

The crowd was distracted and turned their heads.But the portal is so big, not everyone can see the end of the living area. Fortunately, panic can be contagious on its own, and it is not necessary for everyone to "seeing is believing".

Now, the nature of things has changed again.

If composites refer to a small number of people, everyone is lucky; then scene reset is completely different. Today, the game can push the death of 9000 players to because they did not find the 11th "fragment". Use other reasons to clean up another group of people.

"Don't you know how to give clues from the background after the scene passage is closed?" Ji Shuang said unhurriedly: "You don't even know how to use the workbench?"

Someone woke up like a dream, and seemed to have found a short-term sustenance.

But the key question remains: "Is the 11th 'shard' really in the real world? Are we really... out of options?"

"So...we're just waiting to die?" asked the person opposite.

This man was two centimeters taller than Zhu Wen, but at the moment he was hunched over, looking a bit confused and pitiful.

He looked at Zhu Wen.

He firmly believes that this person has been smashing wildly since he entered the game, he has done everything that robbers do, and he will do what robbers do not do, and this time he will definitely find a way.

Zhu Wen shrugged: "There is no way."

"What way?" the man asked eagerly.

Zhu Wen shook his head and said nothing.

There is indeed a way, but when it comes to the use of the "Skip Card", this group of people may be on the top.

He turned around with a deep expression on his face, and turned his head towards Ji Shuang and Tom who had finally squeezed out of the crowd: "Withdraw."

Ji Shuang has no objection, anyway, the group of people in front of him are not in a good mood, and it's time for the game to be broadcast again, so they don't have the energy to toss about in a short time.

and so.

This is really thanks to the game.

Ji Shuang lowered his head and frantically pressed the game panel while thinking: "I asked 12 to intervene in the scene in the game. If they can't bring people out directly, they can only guide them outside the field. I hope these players can be more confident, after all, only 12 Hours."

It doesn't matter if you don't know the script, anyway, the backstage can see the progress of the game, just a progress reminder can save a lot of detours, and with the cooperation of senior players in the field, it should be in time.

Zhu Wen said "hmm" and didn't answer right away.

He was thinking of other things.

Only Tom followed with a blank mind, not daring to make a sound all the way.

He endured and endured until he got out of this area, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it true that there are 'fragments' in the real world?"

Tom knew to some extent that there was little difference between asking and not asking. What Zhu Wen said just now and the abnormality of the broadcast could explain the seriousness of the problem.

Zhu Wen nodded: "I just found out this morning."

Tom opened his mouth: "That...that's not..."

When he is in a hurry, he can't turn the corner when he speaks. The main reason is that the pronunciation habits of Chinese are too different from his mother tongue, and he can't be familiar with it after a short training period.

He choked for a few seconds before continuing: "Then there is no other way, just wait to die?"

Zhu Wen glanced at him, "Don't worry, there is a little way."

Tom didn't know how "small" this "small method" was, he exhaled and counted the days: "There are still more than two months..."

Zhu Wen comforted him: "Don't worry, think about Group Y, we are treated like heaven."

Tom: "...you are quite optimistic."

Zhu Wen: "It's just seeking truth from facts."

Tom was numb, and laughed dryly: "...Yeah, that's right."

Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang brought Tom to the dormitory area in the core working area of ​​the backstage of the game, "The dormitories here without a door number are all empty, you can choose one to live in first."

Tom: "Then we won't need us..."

He's referring to things that help out on set.

Zhu Wen nodded: "The scene is gone, let's go on vacation."

Tom said "Oh", feeling uninspired.

After waving at Zhu Wen, he chose a random room and got in.

There is nothing to complain about, and there are only about two months left.

As for who will survive at that time, it is not something he can consider and predict.

Zhu Wen withdrew his gaze, opened the portal and swiped the authority to go back to the dormitory.

"Go to suppress the riot?"

Before raising his eyes, Zhu Wen heard his sister's voice.

He laughed and said, "What kind of riot is that level?"

My sister shrugged: "Yes."

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you not angry?"

The elder sister cupped her hands towards Zhu Wen: "I'm already so angry, the one standing here talking to you is an evil spirit."

Zhu Wenchao cooperated, and said with horror on his face: "I was scared to death."

Sister: "...tsk."

With a hippie smile, it's fine to kill him.

She pointed to Zhu Wen's dormitory door: "Open the door."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

My sister said "Huh!", and when the door opened, she went straight to the sofa and took a seat.

Then, she looked at Zhu Wen: "I discussed it with Su Zhan and the others."

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Sister: "Go."

Zhu Wen: "And then?"

"You don't have enough points." My sister followed Zhu Wen to the kitchen, watched him take a drink from the refrigerator, and continued: "You get points, don't you understand?"

Zhu Wen came back with a drink and threw a bottle to her sister: "How many points does this get?"

Sister: "You don't need to worry about this, we will give ourselves enough points to live in the backstage for a period of time."

Zhu Wen: "Okay."

The elder sister didn't expect Zhu Wen to agree so simply, and said in surprise: "I thought you would refuse."

Zhu Wen nodded directly: "Yes, yes, I have points and don't want it, so I rushed out to seek death."

Sister: "..." It makes sense.

In the end, she breathed a sigh of relief, she waved her hand, "We will transfer the points to you later, you can take advantage of these two days to get familiar with the hand feeling. Save..."

She said with difficulty: "To avoid killing two of you with a wave of your hand."

Zhu Wen did not agree with this, and there was a slight smugness in his eyes, "When I first came back from the closed beta, I was much more terrifying than now." Saying this, Zhu Wen gave a thumbs up: "Master the skill of killing people without missing a beat. "

Sister: "..." It's okay.

When she was not yet demented, she remembered that Zhu Wen's points in the internal test were around 150 million.

That's fine.

After finishing talking about important matters, my sister didn't leave, and turned her gaze to Ji Shuang.

Ji Shuang: "Why?"

Sister: "I'm hungry."

Ji Shuang: "Forget it if you starve to death."

With that said, she stood up and went to the kitchen.

My sister got up and squeezed into the kitchen.

Zhu Wen glanced at them, then lay down on the sofa - he didn't have anything to do, so he didn't make do.

in the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?" my sister asked, ready to help.

Ji Shuang: "Face."

My sister stared: "That's it?"

Ji Shuang glanced at her sideways: "Come on, you order. See if I can make it."

Sister: "...tsk."

She leaned back on the cooking table, glanced at the living room, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Ji Shuang paused for a moment before shaking her head: "It's hard to say."

She lowered her eyes to pick the vegetables and leaves: "What is certain now is that the game does not know that Zhu Wen has other skipping cards in his hand. If it is really counted, this is probably an accident in the game's 'optimization'."

Sister: "What about the others?"

Ji Shuang shook his head: "It depends on the defense of the core part of the game. Logically speaking, it is just a machine. As long as it can be touched, there will be countermeasures. Of course, the best situation is to weaken the defense of the core part of the game first."

But saying it is one thing, doing it is another.

After all, when it comes to this matter, I don't know where to start.

"Anyway," she turned her head and shrugged her shoulders at her sister: "We can only resort to violence. We can't expect a genius to solve the problem like in the movie, right? That's whimsical, right?"

My sister put her arms around Ji Shuang's shoulders and sighed, "You scolded at least ten directors in one sentence."

Ji Shuang blinked: "Huh?"

Sister: "...It's okay."

"Anyway, be careful." After she finished speaking, she looked at the movements of Ji Shuang's hands: "Hurry up, I'm starving to death."

Ji Shuang: "Get lost."

Sister: "Tsk."

...

...

next day

"... Zhu Wen! I have something to do!..."

Ruan Dongxu pushed the door open and froze before finishing his sentence.

He looked at the stinky Ji Shuang and his sister, and couldn't help showing a speechless expression.