Chapter 037 Landing successfully... ?

[All fifty players have been loaded.]

【Welcome to the multiplayer game of Wishing Paradise - "Flying Birds". 】

[Game mission: Please choose one side between the "Bird Camp" and the "Beast Camp" and help it win (the ending of "The Beginning of Dawn" will be used as the standard for calculating the victory of the camp). ]

Under the bright sunlight, tall buildings and passing vehicles reflected fragmented light, and dazzling light could be seen everywhere.

Ji Weihang withdrew his gaze from below and looked around the space where he was.

Behind him is a semi-arc desk with books spread out on it, a laptop computer turned on, and a mobile phone next to it; on the opposite wall, there are various oil paintings, most of which are not very bright in color; against the left wall, the space is filled with bookshelves, with books neatly arranged on them; next to the bookshelf, there is a reading area and a set of sofas.

Beige walls, light grey carpet. The overall color is simple. The owner here is probably not a lively and outgoing person.

She picked up a photo frame on the desk, which contained a large group photo.

Xiao Weihang, who looked only eight or nine years old, stood among a group of children of varying ages. On her left stood a middle-aged woman who held her shoulders and smiled proudly.

Behind them stood a three-story building. Above the plaque of "Happy Orphanage" hung a bright red banner:

"Congratulations to Lele for becoming the national champion of the Genius Children's Contest!"

This identity, is he an orphan? Just as Ji Weihang had this thought, a prompt popped up:

[Identity information collection rate: 10%]

What happens when the collection degree is high?

——In order to know the answer, she began to look through various things.

From the mobile phone, she got the contact information of "Xing Mama", "Ayan" and others.

[Identity information collection rate: 30%]

Flip through the book "The Origin of Parahumans" open on the table and read some "parahuman history".

[Identity information collection rate: 50%]

Open the laptop, see the opened folder [Feiniao Information], and get the so-called "Super English" information.

[Identity information collection rate: 80%]

[The corresponding character basic information will be automatically expanded:

Name: Xing Le

Age: 18

Occupation: ■■■■■

Personality: A sharp-tongued and eccentric genius who longs for genuine feelings and hates false feelings and relationships.

Resume: Born in Dongzhou Happiness Orphanage, gifted and intelligent, won the championship in the "Genius Children Competition" at the age of 13, left the 500 million prize to the orphanage and left. Has worked in ■■■ for five years. Seems to be very interested in superhumans. 】

Some places are covered in black and cannot be seen clearly.

After she finished reading, the subtitles disappeared, and then another line of words popped up:

【Warm Tips: Players should follow the character settings and avoid out-of-line behavior. 】

Character settings?... Thinking about it, she continued to look for things that might trigger the information collection level, but she was unsuccessful.

Sitting down in the chair behind the desk, she let her spiritual awareness spread, taking in the entire space.

Outside this study is a corridor. At the end of the corridor is the bedroom and diagonally opposite is the bathroom. Following the corridor, there is a spacious living room, another bedroom, and the kitchen.

If you extend your spiritual consciousness further out, you will find the elevator.

It seemed that this floor belonged to "her" and only "she" lived there.

She took the ballpoint pen on the table and pressed it intermittently.

This game is not easy. I wonder how Xiaoxuan is doing.

At the same time, Fu Xuan, whom she was worried about, was not as leisurely as she was.

As soon as he entered the game, Fu Xuan noticed something was wrong.

She stood in a dark, narrow alley. A ray of sunlight shone through the gap between two buildings, but it could not illuminate this small place.

Not far in front of her was a bright and wide street with people walking around and talking and laughing, but it was so quiet here, as if there was an invisible barrier separating the two spaces not far apart.

Before she could figure out what was going on, she heard the panting of a wild animal behind her, as well as strange noises that were still clear despite her efforts to cover them up.

She turned her head and saw a huge black liquid creature that almost filled the entire alley behind her. The strange sound was the sticky sound of it rubbing against the ground as it tried to get close to her, and the sound of it squeezing against the wall and colliding with the waste in the corner.

Seeing her turn her head, the black liquid creature suddenly stopped moving, and then widened its two black eyes - if it weren't for the eyelashes that were so obvious in the liquid, she wouldn't have been able to tell that those were its eyes.

It began to press toward her with all its might. The sound of rushing water and the beast's panting rang through the alley.

——It’s really strange!

She ran towards the exit of the alley ahead, lamenting her bad luck for encountering a monster as soon as she landed.

The moment she ran out of the alley, it was as if she had passed through a barrier, and the noisy sound suddenly flooded into her ears.

Many people cast strange looks at her as she ran out of the alley in panic.

She looked back and saw that the black creature was still trying to squeeze out. Although everyone else's eyes were also on the alley, they seemed unable to see it.

She wondered, she thought, she ran.

She ran along the street, but not far away, she heard a loud rumble, followed by a piercing scream. Looking back, she saw the wall collapsed, and a black monster flowed out of the alley, crawling towards her, and making a sound: "Give it back to me--"

She had nothing on her. Fu Xuan was confused, blending into the running crowd and moving in a certain direction. The black creature followed them. It seemed that it would not stop until it caught up with her.

Fu Xuan has already discovered that there is no suppression of strength here, and is thinking about whether to take action, but he feels that he should not be exposed so quickly without knowing the background of the game. There is no danger to life at present, and since there are such non-human creatures here, there should be corresponding staff to deal with them.

Let's wait.

"Xuan girl is here!" The people around him shouted with joy, and all stopped and looked up. Fu Xuan, who was in the crowd, also looked up.

A misty colorful figure flew past the group of people. Fu Xuan saw that the other party was surrounded by colorful feathers and was indeed flying in the air by himself.

She thought of the Bird Camp mentioned in the game mission.

It seems that there is no need to expose myself. Thinking of this, Fu Xuan's eyes fell on the "Xuan Nu" who was already fighting with the monster.

However... as she looked at the woman with colorful feathers flying all over her body, doubts arose in her mind.

——Won’t so many feather belts block your vision and hinder your movement?

——Why use silk instead of weapons? It doesn't look strong enough.

——Why is the spiritual power fluctuation so weak?

...It doesn't seem very strong.

She was confused again.

However, this time her doubts did not last long.

There was a loud "click!" with an electric sound coming from the street lamp on the side of the road. The man and the monster fighting over there, as well as the crowd who were watching out of curiosity and forgot to run, all suddenly changed their state and relaxed.

"My god, I sprained my waist." "Xuannu" casually put the drooping feather belt on her shoulders, then held her waist with a grimace and said, "This flying posture is really inhumane."

Then he said to the black liquid monster, "Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength well just now."

Fu Xuan: “……?”

"Why are you still looking at others?" A middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Fu Xuan. She pointed a megaphone at her and loudly vented her dissatisfaction word by word, "Ms. Yangchun, have you read the script?!"

Fu Yangchun Xuan: “……?”

What?

…I don’t understand, but that’s okay.

Fu Xuan remained calm, pinched his spiritual veins, and fainted.

The director, who was about to say something to her, exclaimed and caught her. He had her carried to the infirmary and asked the accompanying doctor to check on her.

After the accompanying doctor examined her, she slowly woke up with a pale face and said to the director in a weak voice: "...I want to go home and rest..."

The director naturally had no reason to refuse. Although the crew had already started work, Yangchun's scenes were few and could be filmed later. So he said, "Then you go back first. Remember to read the script when you go back. You can't do this again tomorrow."

After giving instructions, the director left the medical room. The young woman who had been standing in the corner somewhat reservedly immediately walked to the bedside, put her hand on Fu Xuan's forehead, and asked with concern: "Do you feel uncomfortable? The doctor said you are not sick. It may be that you have not slept enough recently and suddenly exercised vigorously, so you suddenly fainted. She said that young people will be fine as long as they rest more."

The young woman chattered away, making Fu Xuan dizzy. She saw the name tag hanging from the woman's chest, with names written on it, "Yang, Xia..." She subconsciously read them out loud.

Seeing her confused yet enlightened eyes, Yang Xia touched her forehead again, "...Are you really not sick? I think something is wrong with you. Go back and go to bed immediately, do you hear me?"

Coming back to his senses, Fu Xuan answered her previous question: "Nothing is wrong."

"I don't believe you." Yang Xia helped her get up and put on her shoes, saying, "Let's go home. Go back and get some sleep."

"Okay." Facing the intimate behavior of a stranger helping to put on shoes, Fu Xuan felt a little awkward, "Thank you."

"I see you still have a fever." Yang Xia put his hand on her forehead again, "I'm your sister and your agent, why are you so polite?" After saying that, he didn't pay much attention to her answer, took her out of the infirmary, and went to the underground parking lot via the elevator.

Sure enough, Yangchun and Yangxia are sisters.

Yang Xia’s car is painted yellow, and Fu Xuan quite likes this color.

When getting into the car, Fu Xuan almost hit his head, and then Yang Xia muttered to him, "You really need to get more sleep."

Following Yang Xia's example, I unbuckled and fastened my seat belt, and the car started off.

After leaving the dim parking lot, it suddenly became bright. Fu Xuan was curious about everything. Although he had taken the bus in the previous game, the feeling of riding a bus was very different from sitting in the passenger seat of a car.

The small space holds two strangers who are very close to each other.

Fu Xuan tried not to appear too curious, but her behavior of touching this and that still caught Yang Xia's attention. When she looked around in the mirror above her, Yang Xia took out her phone from her bag and threw it at her, "You can't help but touch your phone after leaving it for a while. I think you are really addicted."

Fu Xuan knew mobile phones, which were similar to tablets. She pressed the screen, but a digital password disk popped up.

After a pause, she turned off her phone again.

"Oh, you've changed your personality. You don't even play with your phone anymore?" Yang Xia teased.

"...I'm tired." Fu Xuan fell on the back of the seat, "I'll take a nap. Call me when we get there."

I always feel that something is not right.