Chapter 74: Dangerous Cold
[Player congratulations, copy personal performance rating 95, "Twins" copy level, S level, obtained a total score of 950000. ]
With these points added in, Zhu Ci completely distanced himself from other newcomers, standing out from the crowd, and directly entered the top 500 in the points list.
Others may not be able to reach Zhuci's level even if they enter more than ten copies.
Many guilds paid attention to the newcomer Zhuci, but most of them were still waiting because the Despair Guild was still watching. Of course, there were still some people who were jealous and dissatisfied.
"Insider information, it must be an insider information. How is it possible? A newbie's first copy is A-level, and the second copy is S-level."
"He must have found a lot of sponsors."
"Aren't only the top 100 players allowed to enter the S-level dungeon?"
…
All this noise had nothing to do with the speech, and if he knew what these players were talking about, he would probably want to know why.
It's like the game is aimed at him.
Although this targeting has no effect on the speech.
…
It was daytime when he woke up. Zhuci had actually entered the dungeon a few days in advance, so that he could choose when to enter and what to wear.
At least... he wouldn't go in wearing slippers.
My brain is still tired and my body seems to still have various wounds.
Zhu Ci touched his neck and breathed a sigh of relief. There were no bite marks.
This is the dormitory. When entering the copy, he did not agree to let her stay, which resulted in him not being able to break up as soon as he woke up. It was really a pity.
Zhu Ci stood up, feeling his steps were weak and his arms were still shaking. This was the price of entering the game. Staying in it for too long would definitely affect real life and even his personality, making him more extreme and violent.
Even when giving a congratulatory speech, I don't have the confidence to say that I can definitely stay the way I am now.
He fumbled for his cell phone. He had no classes this morning, but only in the afternoon.
He clicked into Shen Wu's chat box and asked, "Where are you?"
Before the other party replied, a private message from Qiao Xinxin popped up.
Qiao Xinxin: "Student Zhu Ci, are you free? Professor Wang told you to go to his office to meet him."
Zhu Ci was silent for a moment, and a bad guess emerged in his mind.
He asked Qiao Xinxin: "What's wrong?"
"It's like this, Zhuci. It's probably related to the homework you gave him earlier."
Congratulations: "..." He actually had a feeling that it was exactly what he expected.
This Professor Wang is probably not very satisfied with his homework.
Zhu Ci's grades in his major were not top-notch, as he simply did not put much effort into them. However, he had no problem taking exams and memorizing by rote. However, he was not cut out for writing essays or novels.
If Professor Wang did not know Shen Wu, he would not have such a deep impression of Zhu Ci and would not have frequently approached him for writing. However, Professor Wang liked Shen Wu's works very much and may have heard some rumors, so he paid close attention to Zhu Ci's work.
He always wrote his own speech assignments. What he wrote was more like something written by a science student, without any emotion at all.
Zhuci could only blame himself, dressed neatly and walked out. It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and it seemed that his brain had rested for a while when he was not paying attention.
…
When Zhu Ci walked outside Professor Wang's office, he saw several people coming out of his office, many of them girls, including his former roommate.
The other party was dejected and looked like he had been through a lot.
Zhu Ci suddenly realized that this crappy game was not scary at all, compared to being scolded by Wang Yichun and asked to keep revising it until it was qualified.
"Speech? You're here?" Zhang Yang raised his head and saw the speech.
Greeting: "...Yeah." He actually didn't really want to come.
"Seeing that you are also going to be scolded, I feel comforted." Zhang Yang sighed.
Congratulations: "That's not necessary."
He knocked on the office door expressionlessly, having prepared himself mentally.
"Come in."
When Zhuci walked in, Wang Yichun was still instructing another student. When she looked up and saw him, she let the female student go.
Congratulations: "..."
It was an hour later when I came out again.
His assignment was sent to me in the form of a document, and I only remember that the document was filled with criticisms.
The mind was in a trance, which was more terrifying than being attacked by monsters in a game copy.
Zhu Ci took out his cell phone. Shen Wu had sent him many messages, but he didn't reply to any of them.
Zhu Ci remembered that he had originally wanted to break up with him.
Why not just say it on your phone?
He typed the two words "break up", hesitated for a long time, and did not send it.
Zhu Ci remembered what happened the last time he broke up, and decided to try a more tactful approach.
Greeting: "Do you have someone you like?"
There was no response from the other party.
Zhu Ci took his cell phone and walked towards the cafeteria. He hadn't eaten breakfast, so he was walking unsteadily.
Ye Yanghui asked him about his training.
There are not so strict rules for college students to play in competitions, as long as they have a good run-in before the game.
Zhu Ci thought about it and sent him a message saying "Tonight".
I have classes in the afternoon but not in the evening, so I have an excuse to avoid Shenwu all day long.
Shen Wu also replied: "I was busy just now. Are you asking this because you want to hear me confess a few more times?"
Zhuci: "No, I'm asking you if you have someone else you like."
This congratulatory speech left everyone speechless, and the chat interface was silent for a long time.
Shen Wu: "I only like you."
Greetings: "Sweet talk, you will definitely meet someone better than me."
"……no."
The cell phone suddenly vibrated and Shen Wu called.
Zhu Ci thought that this might be a better way to explain it, so he accepted it.
"Xiaoci, where are you?"
It seemed like I hadn't heard this voice for a while, and Zhuci was in a trance for a moment.
"I'm... in the school cafeteria."
"Have you eaten yet? I'll take you to eat."
"No, I have classes in the afternoon." Zhu Ci hesitated for a moment and added, "Are you really not attracted to anyone else?"
Shen Wu's voice sounded a little softer and lighter: "Xiao Ci, why are you asking this?"
Greetings: "Well...we..."
"Okay, Xiaoci, wait for me for a few minutes, I'll be right there."
"No, I won't go. I think we are not suitable for each other. Let's break up."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, only the noise from outside could be heard, which made people feel uneasy for some unknown reason.
Zhu Ci was afraid that he would ask more questions, so he hung up the phone directly.
No one can survive without the other.
If Shen Wu knew him, he would know that he was serious this time.
If it was Shen Wu who was implicated because of him, maybe breaking up would help the other party get over it. If not, he would not be able to treat Shen Wu with a normal heart until he got out of the game.
The cell phone rang again and again.
Zhu Ci just blocked him.
He looked serious. What should he do in the days ahead? He couldn't go to the dormitory or the rental house.
…
Wu Yi also woke up from the game and had already attended a class. It was lunchtime, so he went to the cafeteria, but he didn't expect to see the speech outside the cafeteria.
The other person seemed to be lost in his own world because of thinking.
"Zhu Ci!" Wu Yi wanted to greet him and say thank you, but he suddenly saw a man in a hat walking out from behind Zhu Ci, and something flashed in the sunlight.
His pupils shrank.
“Run!”
Zhu Ci's nerves tensed up when he heard that. His body reacted faster than his mind, but it was too late to avoid it completely. He could only avoid the vital parts at most.
"Ahhhh!" A scream broke out from the crowd.
A sharp knife stabbed into his body from behind.
The pain stimulated his tense nerves again. In fact, if a person is stabbed, he will lose consciousness immediately. As long as the knife is not pulled out, he can still move.
Wu Yi rushed up and punched the guy, who then ran into the crowd.
"Brother! Are you okay?"
Someone nearby had already called the police and an ambulance.
For the first time, Zhu Ci realized that his life was so unfortunate.
…
Zhu Ci's mind was in chaos, as if he saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen, two distorted figures, who looked like his parents.
Zhu Ci could not see his parents' faces clearly. He thought that they died early and he only had a few memories of them.
And now he still couldn't see their faces clearly. The two faces that should have facial features only had a facial smile, making them look more like puppets.
"Greetings."
He heard their calls.
Zhuci wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything, and at this moment he felt as if he had never spoken since he was born.
Behind the "parents", the background light is bizarre and ever-changing. Countless black shadows and strange and chaotic images pass by in front of the eyes, like a collection of abstract and weird comics.
He was surrounded, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He couldn't even move a finger. Only his brain was thinking slowly. It was as if every cell in his body was immersed in a bubble and every sense had become dull.
He watched helplessly as the formatted face in front of him was swallowed up by the shadows behind them, leaving no trace of it. The strange lines and the vague images of horror in the shadows were like an endless tide and an unpredictable kaleidoscope.
The congratulatory speech is just a small boat, a fleeting mayfly.
Cold... so cold that he gradually lost the feeling of cold. Instead, he felt as if his soul had detached from his body. It was as if only his cold brain nerves were still beating.
…
"Greetings..."
Someone is calling this name.
Zhu Ci wondered, what does this code name in the human world mean?
Who would care about a tiny drop in the ocean?
Why should he care about these?
…
The delicate-looking young man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering slowly. Before the sunlight jumped into his eyes, and before the real scene appeared in front of his eyes, his upper body was suddenly hugged.
There were noisy sounds coming from all around.
"Please don't get excited, sir."