met free Chapter 1018
Chapter 1018
Now that I really got in, the top boss was not there, which was equivalent to the owner of the house being away. He took the key with him and the door was still locked. It was hard to say how I would get out after entering.
Feng Lan definitely couldn't be pulled in like this, "Use some force!"
She tried to calm her mind. She was also using a large copy outside, which was A~S level, not much different from the [Game Factory]. Someone was rescuing people from her own copy, and they were evenly matched opponents. She didn't believe that the copy had no reaction.
……
The copy really didn't respond!
Feng Lan finally got out of the Turtle Soup dungeon with the help of the panel. Huahua and Bi Ke were still guarding outside. She didn't have time to say a word, and she couldn't say a word. She hugged the two of them in her arms, staggered, and fell from the tall building.
The sound of falling attracted a lot of regret.
Looking down from the tall building, many regrets saw Feng Lan falling through the translucent windows, and there were even many regrets taking a walk below.
Before she landed on the ground, Huahua Bike, who was in tune with Feng Lan, already knew her condition. Bike took the initiative to grow bigger and cushion her under him. He bounced on the ground and quickly stood up.
"Go!" Bi Ke said in a low voice, wrapped Feng Lan around himself, and ran with Hua Hua on his head.
He did not become very big, just a little over one meter tall. After stretching out his long and soft tentacles, he could easily move quickly and silently, which was similar to those fluid-like regrets.
Bi Ke also knew the rules here, and deliberately made a small noise to attract those residual thoughts to besiege him. After he untied the blockade a little, he moved very fast. Even if he was occasionally touched by the residual thoughts, it was okay. Those residual thoughts that seemed soft and sharp and could devour Feng Lan's energy fell on Bi Ke like tickling.
More regretful spirits gathered here than before when they were chasing Feng Lan. Bi Ke kept chattering and wandered around the city with these regretful spirits. The noise he made made the regretful spirits unable to stop chasing him.
"Really? I knew we kids... shut up... shut up..."
"Welcome—shut up...quiet..."
"How do you drive? This car is already... Shut up... Shut up!"
"Where are we going to play today... Quiet..."
The regretful people on the road were all doing their own things. When Bi Ke passed by with a gust of noise like the wind, they all jumped up and chased after him while muttering "Quiet".
These regrets are part of the dream world, the maintainers of order and scavengers. They will exclude and clean out foreign players, and will also subconsciously exclude those who invade.
The cheerful cheers in Feng Lan's ears weakened a little, and one-third of the light blue panel was occupied by cheerful and bright yellow.
【Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back】
Feng Lan herself has become a battlefield for the survival game and the [Game Factory]. The gathering of regretful people and their gazes on her relieve some of her pressure.
"Hey, this won't do." Lin Shenqu also saw Feng Lan coming out and the three forces pulling on her.
As the power of the outsiders intensified, the dream showed signs of collapse. If the dream really collapsed, Feng Cuiyu's promise to him would naturally be invalid. Lin Shenqu sighed as Feng Cuiyu had already chased after him and sunk into the dream. "Oh, I thought I could get the things easily."
He stood up, stretched his arms and legs, and disappeared from the spot. In an instant, a red figure appeared in front of Bi Ke. Lin Shenqu greeted him before taking action, "Hi, sorry."
A slender and powerful hand pierced through Bi Ke's flesh and blood, touched Feng Lan with purple blood, and pulled her out of Bi Ke's arms. The appearance of Lin Shenqu did not stop the attack of those regrets. The red cloak on his body turned into countless papers and flew out, easily sweeping away and cutting the regrets. Dense handwriting appeared on the red paper that touched the regrets, all of which were the past of these regrets.
[Lao Qiuxin: Female, 34 years old, housewife. Learned to walk at age one. Had a persistent high fever that same year. Was struck by a high-voltage power line at age seven and rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Parents divorced when she was 13. Married at 21...]
Qin Yizhong: Male, 27 years old, civilian employee. Bitten by a stray dog at age 3. At 11, he got into a fight with a classmate and was forced to transfer schools. At 17, he was bullied at school. Graduated from university at 23 and became unemployed. He now works in a different field...
[Qiu Yibai: Female, 56 years old...]
As the paper recorded, these regrets faded, fell to the ground like lost souls, stopped moving, and slowly disappeared.
Deprived of their memories and past, death, which was still late, finally found them.
"Rest in peace." There was a trace of cold compassion on Lin Shenqu's face. He picked up the half-conscious Feng Lan and reached out to grab something in the air. A struggling yellow ball appeared, and before it could make a bigger noise to wake up its owner, it was crushed by Lin Shenqu without any emotion.
"As a dungeon, you didn't follow the rules of the game and dragged players into the dungeon without authorization, enforcing the punishment."
"Quiet."
Lin Shenqu's words seemed to have magical power, forcibly controlling the aftermath of the yellow crushing between his palms. After doing all this, his cold gaze fell on the struggling Bi Ke. His golden eyes, like molten gold, revealed a soothing smile, "Ah, sorry, it was urgent and I was a little rough."
Lin Shenqu carefully repaired the wounds on Bi Ke's body, and Feng Lan, who was originally half-conscious, was knocked unconscious by his quick actions.
Lin Shenqu firmly believed that as a god, even a newly born god, Feng Lan could not be so weak. Her body had simply been plowed like a battlefield, which was equivalent to a hundred nuclear explosions in an ordinary person's body. It was just a small experience. He 'gently' pushed her and said, "It's time to wake up."
Feng Lan: "..."
Lin Shenqu: (⊙o⊙) Why haven’t you woken up yet?
Feng Lan, whose body was unconscious but whose mind was not completely asleep, used the little strength she had just recovered to give Lin Shenqu the middle finger.
Lin Shenqu: ?(T?T)?
"You're such a child, you're so childish! Ah, it seems you 'guessed' it. I wasn't taking advantage of you on purpose. When you wake up, I'll have that bastard Feng Cuiyu apologize to you. He's going to die here anyway, so I'll just take something good out of his pocket as compensation!"