Chapter 51

Mo Yi was stunned.

Only then did he remember that after the last copy ended, Jiang Yuanrou mentioned when she came to him that the reason why she knew that Chen Lei came out of the copy was because Chen Lei was brought into the industry.

It's not surprising that the two have personal relationships.

But in a few seconds, my thoughts had already turned around in my heart. Mo Yi quickly restrained the stunned silence on his face, nodded to Chen Lei with a faint expression, showing a restrained and polite smile:

"Yes, long time no see."

After saying that, he opened the car door behind him and sat in. The car door closed beside him and made a light muffled sound. The noise and voices outside the car were instantly blocked from the window, and the rising heat suddenly disappeared, leaving only the coolness of the air conditioner in the car.

The car was filled with a strong smell of tobacco. Mo Yi was caught off guard and choked a few times and started coughing.

While starting the car, Chen Lei looked at him through the rearview mirror, pressed out the cigarette butts, and smiled and said, "Can't you smell the smell of cigarettes? Then I'll pinch it."

Mo Yi coughed a few more times while suppressing his voice, and his voice became a little hoarse: "...thank you."

The window was slightly shaken down by Chen Lei, and the fresh air outside the car surged in with the uniform speed, dispelling the slightly turbid grass smell in the car.

The two of them were speechless all the way.

Mo Yi couldn't figure out what Jiang Yuanrou wanted Chen Lei to pick him up, and Chen Lei seemed to be just a simple driver, driving the car seriously along the way without saying much.

Silence enveloped the car, and Mo Yi could only hear the steady rumbling of the car passing by the road, and the hustle and bustle of vehicles in the city that seemed particularly blurred through the car window.

Just as this was the familiar movement, he gently tugged his finger.

The palm of his hand that was placed on his knees came out and touched it faintly, like a very light breeze, itchy and tumbling in his palm.

Mo Yi subconsciously closed his palms and frowned slightly from his eyebrows.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Lei sitting in the cab, and saw that he was still staring at the road surface with all his attention, without noticing the abnormal movement behind him.

Mo Yi gritted his teeth.

He even suspected that the fog was intentional - either showed up when it was inconvenient for him to speak, or he would soon hibernate after it showed up, which was too cunning!

That familiar feeling came from hand again.

——It seems to be much more courageous than before.

No longer just spinning around his fingers, he moved up a little, softly surrounding Mo Yi's protruding wrist bones, and attached to the smooth lines on the back of his hand.

A few wisps of mist cut through the depression on the back of his hand into the gap between his fingers, rubbing against his palm.

Mo Yi's expression was a bit subtle.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that it felt like he was engaging with someone with his fingers.

He struggled to move his fingers and felt the air without any stagnation around his hands, without any feeling of being bound.

Mo Yi pursed his lips, threw the strange feeling in his heart behind him, and reached out to take out his cell phone from his pocket.

——The greedy snake was opened.

Then put the phone in the driver's blind spot.

The thin layer of hazy mist was rarely stopped.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows in confusion: Well? Did he understand it wrongly? Didn’t it want to play a game?

Just as this was the car body pounding slowly, then stopped, Chen Lei turned his head and looked at Mo Yi, laughed, and said, "It's here."

Mo Yi pressed off the screen of his phone quietly, then put the phone back in his pocket, raised his eyes and looked out the car window, and saw that the exquisite villa was simple and romantic, standing in layers of green, looking particularly beautiful in the bright noon sunshine.

Chen Lei's voice remembered again: "You go in first, I'll drive the car into the garage."

Mo Yi nodded: "Okay."

He opened the car door and walked down, and walked into the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Yi was shocked.

The structure of the entire villa seems to have been changed, completely different from when he came last time. The original exquisite and elegant interior shape seemed to have been dismantled and replaced by the minimalist black and white metal style. There is a sign at the door, which simply outlines something.

Before Mo Yi could walk in and see what was written on it clearly, a familiar voice came from his side: "Brother Mo?"

Mo Yi was stunned and looked in the sound. A figure appeared at the entrance of the corridor next to him. The man reached out and held his glasses and smiled calmly at Mo Yi.

Wang Zezhi.

Mo Yi was not very surprised. He just bent his eyes slightly and smiled at him, "Just call me my name, Brother Mo is too unfamiliar."

Wang Zezhi shook his head repeatedly and said:

"No, no, Brother Mo, you are really amazing. To be honest, if it weren't for you, I would never be able to come back from that dungeon!"

He seemed to suddenly remember something and said with some gritted teeth: "This copy is definitely not an ordinary difficult copy! There are few people and more time, but the difficulty is not low at all! What a junk game!"

Mo Yi:... Actually, this time it is really not the cause of the game.

At this moment, Mo Yi seemed to notice Wang Zezhi's strange clothes - he was wearing a close-fitting white vest and sports shorts, revealing his pale limbs that had not seen the light of the sky for a long time, a white towel on his shoulders, and sweat beads on his forehead, looking like he had just finished exercising.

Mo Yi hesitated for a few seconds and asked hesitantly: "That... are you just running back?"

After hearing Mo Yi's words, Wang Zezhi's expression collapsed instantly, and tears shone on his eyes behind the lenses. He looked at Mo Yi pitifully and said with some stuttering: "He... they said my body is too weak..."

A bad feeling suddenly surged in Mo Yi's heart.

The next second, his unknown premonition was fulfilled.

Chen Lei's cheerful and strong voice came from behind him: "Since everyone has met, I will introduce myself again. I am Jiang Yuanrou who invited you to train special training and also a part-time nutritionist. After all, in the dungeon, exercise your body can improve your survival rate!"

Mo Yi's body froze.

He remembered the comment that Chen Lei gave to him in the first dungeon: "Young man, you are in poor health. Even if you are in the office, you can't lack exercise so much. You can easily die in the game."

It turns out... it turns out... it's... a professional habit...

Chen Lei walked forward as if he was unconscious, walked between Mo Yi and Wang Zezhi, walked to the two of them, and reached out to push open the door that Wang Zezhi had just come out.

The simple metal-decorated room is filled with high-end sports equipment, with different styles and dazzling arrays, as if you have entered a high-end and top gym.

——Jiang Yuanrou actually converted the entire villa into a private gym with great wealth.

Under the desperate gaze of Mo Yi and Wang Zezhi, Chen Lei showed a kind smile to them, and his white teeth shone in his open mouth:

"Let's get started."

——

In the next week, Jiang Yuanrou and Jiang Yuanbai still did not return.

People who die in the game will become missing people without exception in reality - they disappear without a trace like the evaporation of the world.

The whole world is like forgetting them.

Jiang Yuanrou said that once players die in the game, they will slowly and without any observations be forgotten by the real world, just as these people are erased from the world. His friends and relatives will only leave a vague impression of him, and it is even difficult to take the initiative to remember their existence.

Until Mo Yi was about to enter the game, Jiang Yuanbai and Jiang Yuanrou still did not return to reality.

Mo Yi had already packed up what he needed in his backpack very early.

He stood in the middle of his room and looked around the familiar room, and his eyes finally fixed on the clock hanging on the wall:

Five minutes left.

He hoped that Jiang Yuanbai and Jiang Yuanrou would not die. After all, according to Jiang Yuanrou, this game also has a dungeon that lasts up to ten days and half a month. Although the chance of encountering it is very small, it is not without it.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes and stared at the backpack placed at his feet.

The dark wrinkles on the backpack look like deep scars under the light, and are engraved on nylon fabric, making people feel depressed.

Moreover, in these days, the fog never appeared again.

It was like falling into deep dormancy, and even a low call was gone.

Mo Yi looked up at the clock on the wall again: There were three minutes left.

He grabbed the strap of his backpack with his fingers, lifted it hard, carried the bag behind him, breathed a long sigh of relief, and tried to relax himself.

This copy is a "membership enrollment test".

It was like a fog that lies between him and the road ahead, making it impossible for him to see his fate later.

A heavy anxiety surged in his heart, which was pressing heavily on his heart, and led his heart toward the bottomless abyss.

Mo Yi took a last look at the watch on his hand—

Time is up.

The next second, his eyes turned dark, and the scene around him suddenly changed, and he stepped into the empty darkness again.

The mechanical female voice came again - "Welcome to the candidate member Mo Yi to return to the game, the points are being settled..."

Mo Yi noticed the changes in the game system's title to him and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"The settlement was successful! Congratulations to candidate member Mo Yi for perfectly achieving the b(a+) hidden mission 'liberation', rewarding 4000 (7000) points, and opening the game store."

This time, while the female voice was speaking, fluorescent blue handwriting appeared in the darkness of nothingness.

The handwriting in the brackets at the back is red, pricking Mo Yi's eyes.

He felt a little relieved.

After the difficulty is increased, the points are settled according to the increased difficulty, otherwise it will be a big loss.

The next second, the scene in front of Mo Yi changed again. He changed from a dark and empty space to a very technologically blue color, with countless icons floating in front of him.

The number of visible rows this time is twice as many as the last time, but the other rows are still gray and white in the invisible state.

Mo Yi glanced at the goods that he could buy, and found that the goods he saw last time basically did not appear, and the goods in front of him were completely new.

This time he was very cautious and repeatedly confirmed that there were no props that cost him the purchases. He selected props worth more than 1,000 points.

The moment the payment button was pressed, the female voice reappeared: "The props were purchased successfully! It has been successfully sent to the player's backpack. I wish you a happy game!"

The azure blue was swallowed by the vain darkness again, and the female voice seemed to be infinitely large:
Chapter completed!