Chapter 31 "Father and Son" 31 You are a lucky boy...

This feeling of being treated as a prey made Zhuci even more angry.

If it were an ordinary person, his emotions would not be disturbed, but if it was Shen Wu, everything would be different.

This game really hits his sore spot, is full of malice, and leaves little room for his death.

Zhu Ci realized that he had lost his mind, so he forced himself to calm down.

Things must turn around, he can't die here.

"Shen Wu, you can't do this to me." He whispered.

Even if this guy is really bad in real life, he is indeed the closest person to Zhu Ci.

"Shen Wu, who is it?"

Zhu Ci raised his head and stared into his eyes with a sad look on his face.

"Boyfriend."

He uttered these three words stiffly, but looked away, hiding the doubt in his eyes.

It was still the same face, the same familiar habits, but the strangeness in his eyes didn't seem fake.

Could it be that he really made a mistake?

Noticing his avoidance, the other party twisted his head with one hand. He narrowed his eyes and said, "What a new word, but what can a boyfriend do?"

Zhu Ci avoided his gaze in embarrassment, but could not escape his grip. He felt as if he was trapped in some cheesy drama, feeling both ashamed and helpless.

"Okay, I'll demonstrate it."

He said reluctantly.

"Keep your head down."

Congratulations.

The other party did not move, although in his eyes the blessing was just a spent force.

"Please." Zhu Ci gritted his teeth and said.

Shen Wu has a lot of bad tastes, and these two words are also included in them. Haha.

There was a glimmer of pleasure in the other person's eyes. He would not feel anything if others begged for mercy in a humble manner, but this tone of begging for mercy, which clearly showed that they wanted to cut him into pieces, unexpectedly made him feel comfortable.

What an interesting prey.

His long hair fell as he moved, partially blocking the light from the window and his view of the speech.

Zhu Ci's vision was blurry, but his hearing became much more sensitive. He could hear the other person's suppressed laughter.

Damn it.

Zhu Ci wanted to bite him to death.

As expected, this feeling. So annoying.

He closed his eyes and bit it, but at that moment the opponent seemed to change his behavior.

There was no time to change the words, and finally he bit something in the dark.

In the darkness, an ambiguous hum could be clearly heard.

Zhu Ci was stunned. Is this...Adam's apple?

Congratulations: “???”

The other party must have raised his head. Why? Because he guessed that he was going to bite?

Not this...

The speech was quick and calm.

Fortunately, I didn't kiss him, so he is still clean.

Zhu Ci didn't think any more. He took advantage of the opponent's distraction and raised his leg swiftly, hitting the vital point. Then he took out a piece of iron, cut his palm, and stabbed it.

This set of movements is so smooth and flowing that it would be hard to believe if you say he has never practiced it.

The attack was successful, and the opponent groaned. Zhu Ci quickly dodged and broke free from the shackles. Calculating the time, he didn't know what time it was now, but he had just run around the flowerbed for so long, it must be at least nine o'clock.

However, as soon as Zhuci's hand touched the door handle, it was pulled back by a strong force. He was pressed to the ground, with a slight pain in his back and head. Now not only was tears flowing from his right eye, but his left eye was also shedding tears physiologically.

"Brother Ci!"

I heard the voices of my teammates outside. Could it be that they have already distributed the holy water?

As Zhu Ci was thinking this, he glanced and met a pair of eyes under the bed.

Um... there's a little ghost in this room. Did he hear everything?

The kid looked at him and suddenly passed something outside.

"Hmm."

Before I could finish my speech, a pair of hands turned my head around.

The light here would only get dimmer, but the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness seemed to be on fire, burning hot, as if they were holding a grudge against his cruelty and disregard just now. Zhu Ci shuddered.

"Hmph..." He snorted coldly, leaned over him, strangled his throat with his left hand, rubbed his Adam's apple a few times, and then slowly tightened his grip.

Zhu Ci groaned and tightened his neck. It was a little itchy at first, but then the other party got serious and his face turned red because of the suffocation.

"Gently, gently..."

"Please."

Different from the previous confident plea for mercy, this time it really had a pitiful and flattering feeling.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the other person’s hand seemed to loosen a little.

But Zhuci had already reached out and touched the thing that the little kid handed over.

He struggled to roll out of the bed.

What he touched was a storybook. If Zhushou could see, he would find that the handwriting on the pages was a bit similar to the storybook they were asked to tell stories in before, but this one had a cute cartoon character making a heart to you and the words "Congratulations on winning" written on it.

The person who gave the congratulatory speech was instantly sucked in.

…

When the live broadcast room was closed, the audience almost thought that the speech should have cooled down. At the same time, the virtual speech also left the live broadcast room.

The popularity of the speech has reached a low point.

Several guilds that were paying attention to the speech also talked about it and gave up watching his live broadcast room.

Black Hat looked at the dark live broadcast room and sighed. He actually looked a little old.

Wait a little longer.

He thought.

…

[“The anchor is really gone. Oh, even the virtual anchor is gone.”

"The live broadcast room has not disappeared yet. I believe in the anchor."

"If the anchor can come back, I will give him a lot of points."

"How can we save him? He can't escape at all."

"Don't say it, it's lit."

"It's really bright!"】

…

Zhu Ci opened his eyes and found himself in a blank world. There were walls all around him. Black lines appeared on the walls, outlining a little man.

The little man moved like in a cartoon. He took out a pen and wrote a few big words behind him.

"Welcome, lucky guy."

Congratulations: “???”

Many barrages of gifts appeared in front of him, and the audience expressed their love for him with money.

He thought he must be in a desperate situation now, how could he be called lucky.

[“What is this?”

"It can't be... 'Pale Paper Man'!"

"Ah, really."

"Are you talking about the guy who was ranked third in the game? Is he still in the game?"

"It is said that his footprints can be found everywhere in this game, because this great god's talent is the alternation of the second and third dimensions."

"The anchor is really lucky. He actually found a piece of paper left by the third-ranked guy on the list."

"Yes, his paper can allow people in the real world to enter the two-dimensional world."

"Hahaha, the anchor with the 2D style is so cute. I'm crying."

"It's good that the anchor survived. She is indeed very cute."】

…

Zhu Ci said nothing, but watched a cloud-shaped dialogue box appear on the little man's head.

"I can answer a question for you."

Zhu Ci asked, "Is the person who just chased me the Shen Wu I know?"

He barely hesitated.

"Yes and no."

【“Ah? That’s all you asked?”

"Does the anchor know the value of questions? If he asked how to get an S-level item, I guess people would be able to tell him the exact location."

“I feel like this question is very important to the anchor. But who did he just ask?”

"I didn't see the name clearly."】

Yes, I didn’t see it clearly. Their conversations were all unfolded in the form of dialogue boxes, and the names were blurred, as if they were deliberately erased.

The cartoon character looked at him and said, "After you've finished asking questions, you can decide when to leave."

Zhu Ci's eyes widened, as if he finally realized how powerful something he had triggered was.

If that's the case, then he can wait until eleven o'clock before leaving?

The two-dimensional little man's squinting eyes are very cute, not only cute but also magnified the humor. Zhu Ci's messy hair is blurred to make him look cute.

The cartoon character in front of me smiled and said, "You are lucky."

Zhu Ci thought about his answer just now. He guessed that the person in the game should have some connection with Shen Wu in reality. They should be the same person, but this one in the game...

Zhu Ci felt a headache. Instead of thinking about Shen Wu, the annoying guy, he might as well think about how to get rid of this pursuit. Otherwise, he would break up with Shen Wu after he got out. Then Shen Wu would no longer be considered his lover. He would be alone and the game would have no way to deal with him.

Zhu Ci didn't know that his inner thoughts would be revealed in the form of dotted lines, but this part should only be seen by the cartoon character in front of him.

The little man blinked, looked at the words in the frame, and suddenly revealed an expression of gloating.

[“Hahaha, this little guy is so cute.”

"Is this a self-portrait of the Paper Man Boss? It's so cute."

"Wow, wow, wow, you are worthy of being a god. When will I be able to have such magical powers?"

……】

The length of time Zhuci stayed in the space was the same as the length of time it took the cartoon character to draw.

The little animals or people he draws can all move.

Zhu Ci reached out and poked it.

“Do you want to paint too?”

He handed the brush to Zhushou.

Zhu Ci took a look at his hands, which looked very cartoon-like.

He took the paintbrush and began to paint on the blank space.

The little animals and people looked at what he drew, or wrote, and opened their mouths in surprise.

What did the speech do?

He wrote a math problem on the wall.

Such a lovely brush was used to write such a terrible thing.

[“Fuck, what is this?”

"College knowledge?"

"What is this? I don't understand."

"I don't understand +1"

"The host is obviously a cool and arrogant academic. How vicious! She actually wanted to drive me away in this way."

"My head started to hurt. It's been many years since I graduated and I don't want to think about it."】

…

Zhuci did not just write the questions, he also drew pictures and wrote the answers.

I can’t write any more.

He thought for a moment.

Mathematics is a rational subject, and doing math problems is a method he often uses to calm himself down.

It seemed that he was writing questions, but in fact, he had already calculated in his mind the various situations and coping methods when he went out later, how to get closer to the door faster, what if that person was waiting for him outside, what if he didn't find the last bit of exploration after entering?