Chapter 201 Genius Kindergarten (XIV)
After school in the afternoon, Liu Feiyao and the other two were praised by the teacher and had little red flowers on their faces.
As for the others... when Teacher Liu was about to announce which five children would be criticized today, her eyes swept across Jie Fangcheng's face.
If we were to say which child behaved the worst today, who else but Jie Fangcheng?
But does Teacher Liu dare to say it?
Not only did Teacher Liu not dare to say anything, she didn't even dare to call out the names of other students. She ended the class hastily with a few vague words, saying that everyone was a good kid today.
The students went home happily after school, and Zhou Yian was relieved that he had escaped.
Of course he didn't think his actions were bad. After all, it was an infinite game. As the forums had said, be careful of NPCs and players. Isn't it normal for players to scheme against each other and harm each other? What was he doing?
It's not like he wanted to trick other people for no reason. Zhou Yian felt that he just rationally chose the best solution.
Others should be able to understand his helplessness, right?
As a result, he tried to build relationships with other players, but the four of them ignored him.
Of course, Jie Fangcheng ignored him simply because he always slept in get out of class and after class. After school, he said a few words to Zhan Xiaoming and left with him.
He acted like he didn't want to bother with any of the other players except Zhan Xiaoming, so Zhou Yian couldn't find a chance to get close to him.
Liu Feiyao had also heard about what Zhou Yian had done, so when Zhou Yian came over, her voice was very calm.
"Indeed, it is common for players to harm each other."
She didn't say much. Zhou Yian was also a smart man and he came to his senses immediately.
What's the point of him looking for players to form a group now? No one will be sincere to him anymore.
Maybe some of the clues they provided were false and were meant to harm him.
Zhou Yian hesitated for a moment, then thought about his own strength and felt a little more confident.
It doesn’t matter, considering my own strength, these players are just a burden.
Just ignore it, who knows what will happen if this group of people come to you for trouble in the future.
So Zhou Yian didn't say anything more.
At the school gate, Zhang Siquan came to pick people up as promised.
He didn't ride his youthful bicycle, but just walked to the school gate.
The three of them walked together and turned two corners before arriving at a nearby commercial building. After taking the elevator to the twelfth floor, a room with a sign that read "Quansi Studio" appeared in front of them.
Isn’t this guy a high school student? How come he has a studio so early?
Awesome, is this a smart person?
Zhan Xiaoming was also very proactive: "Brother Jie, you guys want to talk about something, right? I'll stay outside?"
"No need." Zhang Siquan opened the studio. The space inside was not small, with a reception room, work area, independent lounge, a total of four or five small rooms.
Zhan Xiaoming went into the lounge to play computer games, while Jie Fangcheng and the other person formally entered the reception room.
After arriving at the reception room, Zhang Siquan poured him a glass of milk like a host.
"Thank you." Jie Fangcheng was very polite. He took the cup but didn't drink it.
He is not a real child. Manager Jie can at least drink a Coke.
He didn't drink. Zhang Siquan glanced at him and didn't say anything. He poured himself a glass of water and sat opposite Fang Cheng.
Neither of them was the type to dilly-dally, so Zhang Siquan quickly spoke up, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Oh!" Jie Fangcheng was very frank. "You know, I'm a player. I'm going through this dungeon now. The requirement to pass the dungeon is to become a child recognized by parents. But now, you've taken my parents away. How should I pass this dungeon?"
“…”
Zhang Siquan looked at him deeply. He didn't expect that the man in front of him would ask such a direct question.
After all, I'm the one who cheated him once. Isn't he worried that I'll cheat him again?
"What's wrong?" Jie Fangcheng was still puzzled.
This kid is very smart. Doesn’t he know what to do?
Zhang Siquan asked: "I do have some ideas, but why do you think I will help you?"
"Hmm?" Jie Fangcheng looked confused for a moment, and scratched his head. "Uh... or do you have any conditions? Tell me about them."
Zhang Siquan stopped talking again. He just looked at Jie Fangcheng, carefully identifying the face in front of him.
It's strange, he has a photographic memory, from childhood to adulthood, he will never forget a face that appears in front of him.
Especially the child in front of him was very beautiful - the kind of beauty that made people feel a little uneasy and even scared.
His eyeballs were very black, as black as inorganic obsidian, and his skin was very white, a pale white that was never seen in the sun. However, his lips were bright red, and his facial features were particularly distinct. In fact, he had a very strange appearance. People felt sharp at first glance, and then felt that his facial features were really superior.
Not to mention that Zhang Siquan had a photographic memory for such a look, even if he was just an ordinary person, he would have been impressed after seeing it once.
But strangely, this face is unfamiliar, yet familiar.
There seems to be another memorable and very similar face in my mind.
Is it memory tampering?
Zhang Siquan had long discovered that when unusual things happened in his world, people around him would consciously find reasons for this phenomenon.
Everyone's memory will change based on these bizarre things - just like this sudden appearance of a kindergarten for geniuses.
Part of Zhang Siquan's own memory is also false, but his ability to control his own thoughts seems to be born different from ordinary people. He can easily find what is wrong with his memory and find it out immediately.
Do you recognize the person in front of you?
"Do you know me?" Zhang Siquan asked.
Jie Fangcheng shook his head: "I've never seen it before."
"Yeah."
"What's wrong?" Jie Fangcheng had a deep understanding of these smart people. He always felt that Zhang Siquan seemed to have seen through something.
Then he saw the person in front of him looking at Jie Fangcheng with a half-smile: "Do I look like someone you know? You are always looking through me to see another person."
Wow! I've been discovered!
Indeed, although Jie Fangcheng did not mean it, the smartest person he knew was Zhang Daoan.
Then I met a smart man, whose surname was "Zhang" - that kid Zhang Daoan liked to use this surname when he used a pseudonym.
Zhang Siquan not only has the last name "Zhang", but his temperament is really familiar! He looks like a bright and elegant gentleman, but in fact he is a ruthless person who might cheat you at any time. When they talk, they both have a nonchalant tone, but each sentence can have countless hidden meanings.
This is not Wanwan Leiqing at all. If Zhang Daoan had not died in front of him, his soul would have been more fragmented than the ashes in the crematorium, and there would be no possibility of him being reincarnated as a human. Jie Fangcheng almost thought that this was Zhang Daoan's reincarnation.
Jie Fangcheng nodded frankly: "You look a lot like a friend of mine."
Zhang Siquan nodded: "Really?"
Not sure if the man believed it or not, he poured himself some water while casually asking, "It seems like you have a very good relationship with your friend. You're still thinking about him even in the dungeon."
“The relationship is very good.”
"What's your friend's name?"
"Zhang Daoan."
Pop.
The water cup in Zhang Siquan's hand fell to the ground. Jie Fangcheng looked at the water cup on the ground, a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Siquan turned around and took the broom from the corner. While sweeping the glass residue on the floor, he calmly replied, "It's okay. My hand just slipped."
He heard the man named Jie Fangcheng say "Oh", but then the other party's next sentence made Zhang Siquan raise his eyes instantly.
"You're a little weird." Jie Fangcheng said, "After I mentioned Zhang Daoan's name, your murderous intent towards me suddenly became stronger."
In fact, this Zhang Siquan had murderous intent in his eyes not long after he saw him.
Including when he went to pick me up at the kindergarten just now, this kid looked nonchalant, but in fact he was always very vigilant.
But Xie Fangcheng expressed his understanding and even felt a little familiar with it.
As a result, when Jie Fangcheng pointed out that his killing intent had become stronger, he was stunned, and then he said helplessly: "Hey, why is your killing intent stronger?"
Zhang Siquan remained calm. He finished the work in his hands and carefully rolled up the broken glass when throwing away the garbage before dumping it into the trash can.
After doing all this, he slowly took out a new glass, refilled it with water, and sat back down opposite Fang Cheng.
The other party's calmness was a little beyond Jie Fangcheng's expectations.
This kid is really someone who can do great things. After being exposed by himself, he was calm and composed. He knew that he was a "player" and his strength was a mystery, but he did not lose his composure at all.
"Excuse me." The other party was very elegant.
Xie Fangcheng still remembered the question he had just asked: "By the way, why did you get excited when I said the name 'Zhang Daoan'?"
Zhang Siquan on the opposite side looked at him and smiled: "Nothing, I heard it wrong."
Jie Fangcheng said, "I forgot to tell you that I can also sense whether someone is lying."
"..." Zhang Siquan adjusted his glasses, "I've seen this name before."
"Have you seen it?" Jie Fangcheng was stunned.
"Yeah." Zhang Siquan nodded his head, "In my memory."
"...Ah?" This time it was Jie Fangcheng's turn to be surprised.
This is a new game, not the previous "Don't Answer". Zhang Daoan is obviously not from this world, so how could Zhang Siquan have seen this name?
"It's the same name." Zhang Siquan said casually.
Same name?
Jie Fangcheng frowned, feeling something was wrong.
Zhang Siquan was obviously as smart as Zhang Daoan, and he reacted a little too much when he heard Zhang Daoan's name...
"You are," a possibility echoed in Jie Fangcheng's mind, making his heartbeat seem to stop for a moment, and he didn't dare to touch the answer, "Are you...Zhang Daoan?"
"No." The other party answered without hesitation.
And Jie Fangcheng also discovered that the person on the other side did not lie this time.
No...
Too.
Jie Fangcheng felt a little regretful, but he also felt that the answer was reasonable.
He couldn't stand meeting a person with the surname Zhang, and the smarter people all suspected that the person was Zhang Daoan, which was not good.
Zhang Siquan took a sip of water and looked at him behind the lenses.
"Are you so close to this 'Zhang Daoan'? Seeing someone like him like me, you actually have an extraordinary level of trust in me?"
Jie Fangcheng was also quite honest: "It's not because of him, it's mainly because I'm stronger."
"..." Zhang Siquan didn't know how to respond to this.
But Jie Fangcheng's honesty didn't end there: "Just like just now, you were so murderous towards me, and I didn't react because you couldn't kill me."
"Oh? Why?"
It’s better to do it directly than to say a thousand words.
After Jie Fangcheng arrived in this copy, he never dared to use ghost energy, because he could sense that the strength of this small world was not very strong, and if he used the ghost energy casually, it would easily cause serious consequences.
At this moment, he made a random gesture with his fingers and pointed outwards.
Boom boom
There were lightning and thunder in the clear sky for no reason. It was the heaven of this small world expressing its angry and panicked protest.
To put it bluntly, the strength of Tiandao in this small world is not as strong as Jie Fangcheng. As long as he wants, it is not a problem for him to destroy Tiandao on the spot and become the master of all things in this world.
"I'm not bragging, but I'm stronger than you can imagine," Jie Fangcheng looked at the person opposite him calmly, "You're very smart. I know someone... Zhang Daoan, he's also very smart. The biggest lesson I learned from him is that it's best to be honest when talking to smart people like you. Being secretive can easily lead to mistakes and make you suspicious."
"I won't lie to you, because I'm not as smart as you are, and I know that my lies will be discovered."
Jie Fangcheng looked at him seriously: "I am willing to tell you everything I know and everything I can say, because I need your help now, and I believe that you are so smart that you should be able to see that I am not the kind of invader you think I am. This small world has no value to me. I am not here for it, and I have no intention of causing adverse effects on your world. So now, can you talk to me?"
Zhang Siquan looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression, and finally, he put down the glass in his hand.
It was indeed very strange... The other party's attitude was sincere and frank, but Zhang Siquan did not think that this attitude was weird. On the contrary, he actually felt that it was normal for the other party to have this attitude.
Is it because the strength of this "player" named Jie Fangcheng is really too strong, so he doesn't need to worry about any conspiracies or tricks?
It doesn't seem so. It's more like this person is just like that. He may not be good at thinking, analyzing clues, analyzing intelligence, etc., but he is smart, fearless and honest.
Zhang Siquan bent his fingers slightly. He knew that at this time he should rationally analyze whether the other party's words were fraudulent or whether they were just false promises. This kind of analysis was not difficult for Zhang Siquan.
But at this moment, Zhang Siquan agreed for the first time before seriously considering the other party's purpose, motives, requirements, conditions and all other complicated situations.
"good."
After saying the word "OK", Zhang Siquan was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised that he would agree so easily.
But in the next second, he nodded again and responded again.
"good."
Jie Fangcheng also sensed at this moment that the other party's murderous intent had disappeared.
The smarter a person is, the easier it is to impress them. As long as you are completely honest, the other party will quickly understand that your "partner" is really worth working with.
This is also what Jie Fangcheng discovered in Zhang Daoan.
Jie Fangcheng is indeed a very good collaborator. He said he is willing to answer any questions he can answer, and he will really tell you everything he knows.
"What is this game?"
"It's called 'Three Thousand Worlds'. It's about a group of players entering a dungeon and completing dungeon tasks to get rewards, such as props and skills. Uh, let me show you."
As he spoke, Jie Fangcheng directly took out the prop [Mr. Rabbit] that Zhan Xiaoming had given him before. After using it, the one-eyed rabbit in a suit that looked like something out of a horror movie exploded from the size of a palm to a burst of colorful smoke. In the blink of an eye, its body enlarged to nearly one meter in size, almost to the same level as Jie Fangcheng.
"Go pack up the garbage," Jie Fangcheng said, "I'll help you take it down when I leave."
Mr. Rabbit stood there in a daze for a while. He might have never heard such a request in his life. After a while, he turned his furry puppet head and hopped towards the trash can.
Jie Fangcheng: "See, it works!"
Zhang Siquan looked at the axe on Mr. Rabbit's lower back and knew that the original use of this prop was probably not to pack up garbage.
But when Jie Fangcheng said this, he nodded: "It's useful."
Mr. Rabbit is an attack item that lasts for a very short time, only about ten minutes, but has a cooldown period of up to twenty-four hours.
There was nothing for Jie Fangcheng to attack, so after it clumsily packed up the garbage bag, Jie Fangcheng waved his hand and ended the duration early.
Mr. Rabbit shrank to its original palm size in his hand.
Zhang Siquan looked at the puppet in his hand and asked, "Can you show it to me?"
Jie Fangcheng didn't shy away from it and directly stuffed the puppet into his hand: "Here."
As soon as Zhang Siquan took the item in his hand, he "saw" the properties of the item.
It was a very strange feeling. There was actually no screen or anything like that in front of his eyes, but he could "see" the text introducing the props.
After reading it, Zhang Siquan handed the prop back to Jie Fangcheng: "Can NPCs like us who are originally from a small world also use props?"
"right."
Zhang Siquan smiled and said, "This game is really abominable."
Xie Fangcheng agreed: "Yes."
Zhang Siquan looked at him: "You seem to hate the game you're in, too? Why? Aren't you a gamer?"
Jie Fangcheng quickly explained the basic information about the game that he had heard from Zhan Xiaoming, such as the hunting ground and the collapse of the small world. He just said whatever he knew and also mentioned a little about the small world he was in before.
"My world is a small world that is about to collapse. If possible, I would not want to play this crappy game. But my friend died at the hands of a player of this game. I promised him that if he died, I would chase him to the ends of the earth to kill his enemy."
"Which friend?"
"Zhang Daoan."
Zhang Siquan lowered his head and adjusted his glasses.
He started talking about the "official setting" of the game again.
"The small worlds that are about to collapse will eventually disappear. The game can form channels to bring out the resources in these small worlds - there will even be people who can leave the small worlds. These people will become players of the game? So it seems that the creator of this game has good intentions?"
This is also what Jie Fangcheng doesn't understand: "It is said to be so. But if that is the case, why set up these copies? I asked Zhan Xiaoming, the player ecology of this game is not good, everyone is deceiving each other, and they call these small worlds 'hunting grounds'."
Hunting ground.
This name is malicious enough, and it is intended to turn the people and resources in the small world into prey.
Under such circumstances, it was difficult for Jie Fangcheng to believe this overly fake "official setting".
"There is indeed a problem." Zhang Siquan thought for a moment, "I have a guess, but it may not be accurate."
"Why does this game have two modes, 'Instance' and 'Hunting'?" Zhang Siquan dipped his fingers in water and wrote on the table, "If you just want the resources in the game, based on the 'props' I've seen so far, players can get any resources they want in my world. This kind of inhuman power is not something that the technology in my world can resist, so why do you have to clear the instance?"
"To train players? But you also said that Three Thousand Worlds has such a thing as a simulated dungeon. In any era when there is no shortage of food, the larger the population, the more obvious the population dividend. There is no need to reduce the population when resources are not tight. To train players, you can just let them go to the virtual dungeon, and when you need them, just let them go to the hunting ground. So why do you want them to participate in the dungeon?"
"So the copy... may not be for players to gain benefits, but to open the door to the small world."
Jie Fangcheng was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized: "That makes sense."
Zhang Siquan paused for a moment, and in such a flattering atmosphere, he unconsciously said a little more.
He first wrote down a few numbers on the table.
"In fact, some bizarre things happened around me. For example, a local newspaper suddenly reported that a supermarket was going to be torn down and rebuilt. It was strange because the customer flow of this supermarket was average, the turnover was not very high, and the main structure was not very old, so there was no need to tear it down and rebuild. I made a lot of guesses at the time, such as the boss changing, the policy changing, etc., but none of them made sense. I even found a way to ask the supermarket owner, and he said that it seemed that he suddenly felt that the sales of this supermarket were not good because the building was not eye-catching enough, so he insisted on tearing it down and rebuilding it - which was even more impossible."
"Because this boss only owns this supermarket. He is over 40 years old and has parents, a wife and children. He is not well off and needs to seek stability. Even if he made the decision on a whim, does his family have any objection?"
Jie Fangcheng nodded: "It's really strange!"
Zhang Siquan glanced at him, and Jie Fangcheng inexplicably felt that he seemed to be in a good mood.
This kid... is a little weird.
"What happened to the boss in the end?"
Zhang Siquan was silent for a moment, then gave a brief summary: "He committed suicide. His capital chain was broken, and he ran out of money when the supermarket was halfway built. He could only sell it at a low price to pay off his debts. But the year after he committed suicide... this place was demolished."
Jie Fangcheng frowned and said, "If your life is really affected by the game, then this game is really not good."
After hearing his words, Zhang Siquan's fingers ran over the numbers under his command.
"These people who died strangely could have had a happier life and achieved greater success. But now they have become the souls of the dead who died unjustly, and we who are still alive may become the next victims at any time."
"So I think it's not that the game chooses the small world that is going to collapse, but that the game uses copies to impact this world again and again, and finally creates the small world that is going to collapse. And when the world collapses, it will become a hunting ground."
Zhang Siquan had never told these words to anyone else. He knew how outrageous these words were. He also knew that after he said them, not only would no one believe him, but people around him might also think he was a lunatic.
The worst outcome is not that he is locked up as an outcast, but that he is exposed to the eyes of the "players" because of these remarks and becomes a target that needs to be eradicated.
From this perspective, if Jie Fangcheng in front of him was that kind of "player", Zhang Siquan would be actively exposing himself to danger.
However, the man in front of him agreed with his analysis: "I said it! The creator of this game must not be a good person. What kind of infinite game is this? As long as this kind of thing that punishes good and rewards evil is created, there must be something wrong with the person who created it!"
His simple and rough summary was very accurate. Not only that, even though Zhang Siquan didn't have any spiritual power, he could still feel a murderous aura emanating from Jie Fangcheng at this moment.
There is no doubt that if the creator of this game stood in front of Jie Fangcheng now, Jie Fangcheng would chop him into pieces.
but……
"Are you trusting me too much?" Zhang Siquan asked.
He looked at Jie Fangcheng in front of him with scrutiny: "Do you believe what I say?"
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng was confused for a moment, "But what you said does make sense."
Zhang Siquan lowered his eyes and smiled.
Jie Fangcheng didn't know what he was laughing at, but it was indeed quite interesting to chat with this guy. Jie Fangcheng then remembered his original purpose.
"Oh, by the way, how should I clear this instance in my current situation? Do you have any ideas? I can't stay in your world forever. I have to go back to the player lobby, find the creator and kill him. So where are Zhan Xiaoming's parents and I now?"
"have no idea."
"Ah?" This time it was Jie Fangcheng's turn to be dumbfounded.
Zhang Siquan said calmly: "I really don't know where they are now. I just reminded them that you and Zhan Xiaoming are children without ID cards."
Children without ID cards cannot buy long-distance bus tickets.
Jie Fangcheng was stunned: "Why are you helping them so much?"
"I'm not helping them. I just want to know one thing."
"What?"
"Since it's a dungeon, how big is the scope of this dungeon?" Zhang Siquan asked, "You guys are playing dungeon house here, so the NPCs in your dungeon can't run to the ends of the earth and be completely unrestricted in our small world, right?"
Jie Fangcheng was stunned, and the first thing he thought of was the copy boundary in "Don't Answer".
Does this kind of instance boundary also exist in this game?
"Why are you testing this?"
"If the dungeon has no boundaries, then those of us in the small world really have no way to resist. After all, compared to us, the props and skills possessed by the 'players' are beyond the reach of current technology. I can't accurately determine who is a player, who is an NPC, and who is an ordinary resident. But if there are boundaries, I can tell the difference -"
Zhang Siquan asked: "Suppose one day, the dungeon comes to this world again. After we have demarcated the border, we move out all the normal residents within the border and only keep the players and the NPCs that come with your dungeon within the border... At that time, this group of people who cannot leave the restricted area will be trapped in a jar. Isn't it?"
Jie Fangcheng opened his mouth.
This kid...he is really smart.
This man is an indigenous person, and his memory has been tampered with, but he not only guessed that his world was invaded by outsiders, he actually came up with an idea to deal with it.
"Your idea is good, but how do you convince everyone to leave the boundaries you mentioned?" Jie Fangcheng was a little curious.
This border is not the size of a kindergarten. Judging from Jie Fangcheng's activities over the past two days, this city is probably not considered a "border".
Zhang Siquan is just a high school student. He can't just go out on the street and raise his arms and shout, urging everyone to run away, right?
The next second, he heard Zhang Siquan in front of him say nonchalantly: "Just like you are confident in your martial arts ability, I am also quite confident in my political ability."
Oh my god…
Jie Fangcheng looked at him in astonishment.
"You...are you really not Zhang Daoan?"
Zhang Siquan raised his eyes and looked at him: "Why do you ask?"
Why?
Because Professor Zhang’s specialties are rebellion and ascending the throne!
This kid... this kid, his mind works very quickly, and he has this temperament. Now he has revealed a very Zhang Daoan-style political philosophy - oh yes, in Jie Fangcheng's eyes, Mr. Zhang's political philosophy is: If the world does not obey my orders, then I will rebel directly.
It really can't be blamed on Jie Fangcheng for linking him with Professor Zhang again. After all, Zhang Siquan's "Zhang Daoan" BUFF is already fully stacked, and Zhang Daoan himself probably wouldn't be able to train students who are so identical to him.
"You... have a future."
This kid will definitely achieve great things in his world in the future.
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng even felt a little bit regretful.
If we could bring Zhang Siquan to the player lobby, even if we bring him there today, the first district would be named "Zhang" tomorrow.
Zhang Siquan glanced at the hand that was patting his shoulder and smiled: "You really..."
He just shook his head midway through his words.
"Forget it. You want to ask how to get through the customs now that both you and Zhan Xiaoming's 'parents' are gone?"
"yes."
"Well, if the people are completely gone, it's still easy to pass the level."
"ah?"
Zhang Siquan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's almost time."
As if to confirm what he said, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Zhang Siquan answered the phone.
"Hello."
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Siquan? I think your luggage was left at the train station. Do you have time to pick it up?"
The staff at the station also found it a little strange. The luggage was on a train whose final stop was City D. It was not discovered until all the passengers had gotten off the train. It was placed on the seat with its zipper unzipped, and it looked as if it had been left behind by some careless passenger.
The conductor opened the backpack and checked the items, but did not find any other contact information or identity proof. He only found the takeout order with the phone number on it, so he made the call.
The luggage bag was quite large, but there were few things in it, only some food.
The other party quickly agreed: "I'm sorry, those are the garbage I forgot to take down, please help me deal with them."
"Garbage? You don't want this bag anymore? Well, according to regulations, we will store these things for you for three days. If you still don't want them back after three days, we will deal with them on your behalf."
After Zhang Siquan hung up the phone, he explained, "I used their ID cards to buy their tickets that night, and then told them that if they didn't have their parents, they would starve to death after a while, so it would be better for them to go to other provinces to hide for a few days. When they come back, they will probably be dead. Before leaving, they each took a change of clothes, their ID cards, and some takeout food I ordered for them. But now, the train station called me and said 'my luggage', which means that they touched the boundary of the copy. Not only did they disappear, but their identity information also disappeared. So the station staff only found my contact information, so they naturally thought it was my luggage."
This is also why Zhang Siquan could never find any information from the previous copy and could only find the unreasonable parts in his memory.
After the NPCs and players in the copy leave the small world, all remaining information will be deleted, as if they had never been there.
Jie Fangcheng was already having trouble keeping up with his train of thought.
"Then...what does this have to do with us passing the customs?" After all, the parents are gone, where can they get approval? It seems that there is no underworld in this world.
"Now that they are gone, you have no parents." Zhang Siquan asked, "The requirement for the copy is just 'parent satisfaction', so why... don't you just change the parents?"
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