Ji Heng remained silent.
The ghost under the bed said grimly, "Think carefully, you only have one chance."
Su Er didn't say any more words and just took action. He opened his mouth and wanted to use his charm to absorb the negative energy from the ghost's body.
The imagined fierce battle did not happen. The next moment, the ghost's eyes rolled, and he begged for mercy repeatedly, crawling away from the window in a spider-like posture.
Su Er didn't chase after him, but stood there in thought.
"So weak."
In terms of overall strength, Suer is not strong. To put it bluntly, it is only because Ji Heng is present that he dares to confront the ghost head-on. However, the ghost is unexpectedly weak.
Ji Heng looked over.
Su Er understood: "That ghost has nothing to do with Wan Baolin."
He muttered to himself, "That's right, there are supernatural powers in this world, but I've never heard of any supernatural powers related to ghosts."
After exchanging a glance, Su Er suddenly realized, "So the ghost might be Mr. Pu Liu sent specifically to test the players."
"..." Ji Heng's expression was hard to tell: "I haven't said anything yet."
"But you gave me a look."
"…"
Su Er laughed and said, "Just a joke."
In fact, he had suspected something from the moment the ghost appeared. He believed that someone must want to overthrow the game, but someone with such ambition would never be stupid enough to ask such nonsense as "Friend, are you going to rebel?"
Soon the smile on his face disappeared. Su Er asked: "Will anyone be fooled?"
Those who really come here are not stupid. If he can judge it, others should be able to do so too.
Ji Heng sat up from the bed and gave a firm answer: "Yes."
Su Er was stunned.
"Not all the ghosts we send out are weak." Ji Heng: "Don't forget Zhao Banjin."
Su Er's expression became serious.
When they met for the first time, the other party had a wound on his forehead. Although he downplayed it as a flesh wound and even mocked the ghost for being weak, it was definitely not as simple as it sounded to hurt Zhao Banjin.
"I don't understand," Su Er asked directly without hesitation: "Why not treat everyone equally?"
He didn't believe that the host would be kind enough to deliberately let a weak ghost test him.
Ji Heng said dimly, "Perhaps it was to prevent a capable subordinate from dying in the line of duty."
Strength and destructive power are not necessarily proportional. At least in Sur's case, he has already killed several ghosts single-handedly.
"Don't think too much. Our mission is just to find the real murderer who killed the host."
He specifically emphasized the word "find out", indirectly reminding Suer that there is no need to confront it head-on, and it is enough to collect sufficient evidence.
After careful consideration, Su Er decided to use Lin Qian as the entry point.
"How about you write a love letter and I'll deliver it, and get in touch with you while you're at it?"
Ji Heng laughed: "Is this what they call not deceiving human emotions?"
Suer spread his hands, indicating that he was just an errand boy.
"I don't know how to write a love letter," Ji Heng stated directly, "but there's a better way."
Soul pretended to listen attentively.
"We both have hundreds of thousands of followers online, so we can approach her under the pretext of collaborating."
Su Er: "Chairman Wan Baolin's daughter can't be short of money."
Ji Heng smiled: "You have a vampire family behind you, you won't be turned away."
In order not to appear too abrupt, the next day, Surtiao met Lin Qian in the cafeteria before class, bringing with him information on several newly launched products, as if they were simply discussing cooperation.
Lin Qian is even more beautiful in person than in the photo. The lines of her face are particularly delicate. She has long straight black hair, like a porcelain doll.
"I shot a lot of small commercials recently, and now I'm in urgent need of one with high content." Su Er said his intention with a smile.
As a wealthy socialite, Lin Qian just graduated from high school this year and has awakened her identity. As long as she wants, she can become the darling of advertisers at any time.
Handsome men and beautiful women, sitting together, always attract unnecessary attention.
Lin Qian stood up and said, "Let's talk outside."
There is a strong fragrance around the flower beds and there are many flying insects.
Lin Qian took out a palm-sized puppet from her bag and used it to repel insects.
"We can make friends first and then talk about cooperation."
Soul nodded.
Lin Qian liked to have the initiative in the conversation, and she was very pleased that Su Er didn't interrupt. "I'll give you the invitation this afternoon."
"Invitation?"
Lin Qian: "My family is throwing me a birthday party this weekend, and I want to take advantage of the opportunity to expand my network."
Although she spoke very bluntly, Soul felt that she was a bit nonchalant, as if the invitation was just an excuse.
Because of Lin Qian's words, Su Er stayed quietly in the training class all day. After the two afternoon classes, Lin Qian arrived, holding a thick stack of invitations. These invitations were not only for Su Er, but for every student in the training class.
There was a small flower stuck on the surface of the invitation, and the inside was decorated with printed patterns. In an inconspicuous corner was a line of gold-plated font: destiny.
"Destiny..." Suer's expression became solemn. Usually when the word "destiny" was involved, nothing good would happen.
After closing the invitation, he secretly glanced at the other people in the training class and noticed that several players had strange expressions on their faces for a moment.
Su Er secretly took note of these people.
"Are you going?" he asked Ji Heng.
"There are still two days until the weekend." Ji Heng rubbed the English letters at the bottom of the invitation with his fingers and looked at Su Er suddenly: "Don't you want to go to the bathroom? Let's go together."
The subject changed too quickly, and Soul actually had no such desire, but he still got up and followed him to the bathroom.
"Isn't this place monitored by the game?" Sur asked as soon as he entered.
Ji Heng admired this cleverness. Zhao Sanliang had once accused him of being too harsh and impatient in answering questions. Actually, answering questions wasn't difficult, provided the questions weren't stupid.
"Toilets and bathrooms are special places. As long as there are no ghosts in them, they are generally not subject to game supervision."
Su Er was a little surprised that he even knew such information.
Ji Heng: "I did some experiments in the dungeon."
He then cut straight to the point: "Players experiment to test the game's limits, and the game also experiments."
Su Er pondered this sentence carefully, frowning slightly.
Ji Heng's next words were quite unexpected: "Tell me as much of your secrets as possible, and skip the matters involving saving your life."
Noticing the seriousness between his brows, it was clear that the principle of their relationship a few days ago was 'If you don't tell, I won't ask'. Su Er couldn't help but remain silent for a long time, and finally slowly told the story about Zhu Yun and the electric shock device.
In fact, he didn't need to mention the electric shock device, but he told it anyway.
"Precognitive ability." Ji Heng sighed, as if he was facing a very tricky matter.
Su Er: "I can get to where I am today, thanks to Zhu Yun's help."
The electric shock device played an extraordinary role when I was still very weak.
Ji Heng gave him a deep look and said, "Be prepared. The game may have deliberately allowed a predictor to do what he did."
Soul's fingers gradually closed together. Although he already had a guess, he still asked to confirm: "Purpose?"
"Test whether the prophecy will cause harm to the game itself." Ji Heng: "Then decide whether to eliminate you."
After saying this, his brows rarely furrowed, and then did not relax. Sur's existence was a variable. For some reason, the game discovered it too late. There happened to be a copy with the ability to predict the future, so he simply used it for experiments. I guess he wanted to see how far these predictors could go.
Soul said calmly: "It is better to kill by mistake than to let him go. The game can actually kill me directly."
Ji Heng laughed: "It's not a human, it acts according to its own preferences."
"Artificial intelligence?" Soul tried to make an analogy.
"It's quite impressive."
Soul pursed his lips. "So the game can't kill the player for no reason. It requires a series of judgments."
Only when the conditions are met will it be wiped out without hesitation.
Ji Heng nodded and proposed the next two things to do: "Find the real culprit as soon as possible and prove that the predictor can't cause much trouble..."
If a predictor can be checked and balanced by ordinary players, the harm to the game will be greatly reduced.
"What else?"
"Stick to your original intention and show your loyalty by kneeling down to lick the game." Ji Heng said calmly, "Seize the opportunity and take every lick you can."
"…"
After leaving the bathroom, Ji Heng walked in front. When he turned around to talk to Suer, he accidentally bumped into the person in front of him.
Although it was unintentional, Suer noticed that Ji Heng seemed to accidentally touch the other person's hand, and the man's hand went numb, and the invitation letter in his hand fell to the ground.
Ji Heng bent down and picked it up: "Sorry."
"It's okay." The player rubbed his shoulders and left with the invitation.
After confirming that the person had gone far away by the sound of footsteps, Ji Heng spoke: "The invitation letter we received was cursed, but his was normal."
Su Er remembered that player. He was one of the few people he had secretly noted down earlier. "It seems he has already lined up."
"This dungeon does not restrict fratricide, be careful of these people."
Soul nodded.
When leaving the teaching building, Suer noticed that his shadow was not normal, so he looked away and continued walking forward without looking around.
He first went to a small supermarket and returned to the dormitory with the newly bought notebook, paper and pen.
In the sweltering weather, I didn't even bother to turn on the air conditioner and started writing my diary.
After Ji Heng got his meal from the cafeteria, he took a casual glance and saw a series of rainbow lights:
The game is the sun, and I am Kuafu. Even if I only have one breath left, I will chase its shadow!
…
There was still a lot to come, and Ji Heng couldn't bear to read any more: "Eat first."
Su Er opened the disposable chopsticks and glanced at the shadow in the dusk in a suggestive manner.
Ji Heng raised his leg and stepped down without hesitation. His shadow extended along the wall and actually stood up by itself.
The phantom materialized and transformed into the appearance of a loyal servant guarding the tomb.
Su Er chuckled, "Following closely, isn't that a bad idea?"
The loyal tomb-guarding servant did not respond directly. Instead, he looked at the diary and spat out two words with disdain: "Hypocrisy."
Soul disagreed: "Maybe Yugi will be moved and let me pick up an item when I go out."
This time, the loyal servant guarding the tomb did not make sarcastic remarks immediately. Instead, he took out a mirror from his arms.
Sur took a closer look and saw that what was happening in the transfer station was what was happening at the moment.
The loyal servant guarding the tomb was very proud: "This is my treasure."
Ji Heng shook his head. Wealth should not be shown to others. It is unwise to show all this in front of Su Er.
On the other side, Sur indeed revealed a covetous look, but before he began to think about how to benefit from the loyal servant guarding the tomb, he was attracted by the picture in the mirror.
The water curtain, which is dozens of feet long, is magnificent.
Suhr is no stranger to the water curtain, and all the newcomers' performances will be showcased through it.
At this moment, many players gathered around the water curtain. The loyal tomb-guarding servant zoomed in on the screen, and Suer finally saw the scene playing inside the water curtain:
"I believe in the game, I am loyal to the game..." The person who spoke covered his chest with his hands, his eyes devout and passionate: "I will use my fragile hands to protect the game!"
Su Er was stunned for a long time. Wasn't this exactly the same statement he made last night?
"The game was very moved and chose you as its spokesperson." The loyal tomb-guarding servant said lightly, "The water curtain will play this scene endlessly in the future."