"Trial space...Trial space...what exactly is it?"

Wang Xian frowned and muttered to himself.

"Hey..."

Wang Hongsheng, who was in the front row, suddenly turned his head, came over in a mean manner, and said in a strange voice:

"No, little Xianzi, what's going on? Why have you forgotten the 'trial space'? Did your illness during this period ruin your brain?!"

Wang Hongsheng turned around and heard Wang Xian reciting "Trial Space". He was a little surprised and made a joke.

As a result, they found that Wang Xian had a strange look on his face. He looked at him blankly, as if he didn't recognize him. He felt strange and exclaimed:

"Damn 0.0 slot, you don't really have amnesia, do you?"

The images and deeds of Wang Hongsheng flashed through Wang Xian's mind, and he understood clearly.

He frowned, imitating his original tone of voice, and said quietly:

"Do you think I have lost my memory?"

"picture!"

Wang Hongsheng said without thinking.

But after saying that, I felt a little regretful and quickly explained:

"Ever since the 'Trial Space' appeared, you have been 'very' abnormal.

A minor illness occurs in three days, a major illness occurs in five days, and one feels ill all day long.

Either I have a headache or a fever, or I have a cold or a fever, and I will talk nonsense from time to time.

If I hadn't grown up with you, I would have thought you were crazy.

Yesterday I had a high fever of over 40 degrees.

If 'your brother and I' hadn't sent you to the infirmary in time, 'your brother and I' would have gone to your house to have a meal!"

Thinking of Wang Xian's appearance yesterday, Wang Hongsheng was still a little scared.

It was so scary that I almost thought Wang Xian was going to die.

A fever of more than 40 degrees, no ordinary person can bear it.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhang in the infirmary has superb medical skills, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!

"Abnormal? Sick? High fever?"

Wang Xian's brows furrowed even more tightly, and a trace of doubt and understanding emerged in his heart.

The doubt is that there is no relevant memory in my mind;

Obviously, no wonder his face is abnormally pale, it turns out he is seriously ill!

"But why is it not in the memory?"

Wang Xian thought doubtfully.

"I'll go, you won't forget it, right?!!"

Wang Hongsheng kept staring at Wang Xian and found that his expression was a little abnormal. A terrible thought flashed through his mind. He stood up suddenly and looked at Wang Xian in surprise. His mouth moved slightly. What did he want to say?

But for some reason, he suddenly sat down again.

Looking at Wang Xian's surprised eyes, he sighed thoughtfully:

"That's right, it's normal to have a high fever and be confused!"

Then he paused and continued:

"Xiao Xianzi, you don't know, your brother and I were frightened yesterday!

Ever since I was little, your brother and I have never seen you like that. It’s so scary!

At first, you told me that you had a headache. I thought it was just like usual, you had a headache and a fever, and it would be fine if you took some medicine.

It turned out that you were fine. After taking the medicine, your face turned red as red as a monkey's butt within a short while, and it was so hot to the touch that your brother and I almost pissed ourselves. We thought it was a drug allergy, so we rushed you to the hospital.

room.

Fortunately, it was delivered in time. If you had been a little later, Dr. Zhang would have said that your 'pig brain' would have been burned out!"

"Then what?"

Wang Xian asked.

"Then?"

Wang Hongsheng gave Wang Xian a strange look, and then said:

"Then... Dr. Zhang will inject you with a 'powerful cooling agent' to bring down the high fever.

Otherwise, I can only go to the grave to see you during festivals and festivals with "incense and candle tributes".

As you know, after passing the college entrance examination, I will go to a technical school in another city.

Except when I have time to come back during the holidays, I basically have to stay at the technical school.

I don't have much time to go to the "grave" to see you, but don't worry, I will visit you as long as I have time.

Who called me your brother?

If I don’t go to see you, who will?

Am I right?

Come, come here, let me touch your head to see if you still have a high fever?

If you have a fever, go to the infirmary with me quickly. Don’t have the same symptoms as yesterday. I don’t want to lose you, you bitch..."

As Wang Hongsheng spoke, he stretched out his right hand and wiped it towards Wang Xian's forehead, as if "I'm checking", making it look like the real thing.

If he hadn't seen the sly smile on his lips, Wang Xianzhen would have believed this "bastard".

"roll!"

Wang Xian patted Wang Hongsheng's extended paw angrily and said with a look of disgust:

"Er Gouzi, how many times have I told you not to call me Little Xianzi, like a eunuch.

From now on, call me "Xiao Xianzi" and I will spread my butt for you!

If you are a bastard, who do you think is stupid?

Believe it or not, I will blow your head off right now?

Mud, I haven’t had any fart in my throat all day.

I'm still alive!

You directly arranged everything after my death.

What...should I die today or tomorrow?

Or do you want me to hang up early?

Mud, after being cursed like this by you all day long, I might actually die one day.

But don't worry, Ergouzi, if I really die one day, I will take you away.

Who said we were buddies?"

Wang Xian raised his fist as big as a sandbag and threatened, showing no fear of the tall and powerful Wang Hongsheng.

Wang Hongsheng, his childhood friend and best friend, nicknamed Er Gouzi, is eighteen years old this year, two months older than him.

He is bold and funny, has a free and easy temper, and is tall and thick. He has always called himself "Wang Xian", but Wang Xian has never admitted it.

The two of them have been in the same class since kindergarten and are now in high school. They are the kind of "dogs" who grew up wearing the same pair of pants.

Normal communication is mainly "mutual infamy", and normal communication rarely occurs.

Anyway, this is the memory left by the original body.

However, several key words mentioned in Wang Hongsheng's words such as "trial space", "fever over forty degrees", and "powerful cooling agent" confirmed Wang Xian's doubts.

"Trial Space" is not a game;

The memory of the original body is defective;

This world is by no means as simple as the original memory...

"Well...that's not necessary, no one will burn paper for you if we go together!"

Wang Hongsheng refused cheerfully and said: "You can go alone!"

"roll!"

Wang Xian rolled his eyes at Wang Hongsheng and hummed:

"Get rid of these useless things and tell me about the trial space. Don't be weird!

Otherwise, we will be punished by the ‘Millennium Killing’!”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The more this guy talks to him, the more he gets into trouble. Just ignore him for a while.

"Your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

Wang Hongsheng was startled, and then asked in surprise.

"Your head hurts!
To be continued...