Chapter 77 Witch Tea Party Invitation

As a result, the next day Zhu Ci could only take a glimpse of what the man who wanted to kill him with a knife looked like. There had been no official verdict yet, so he could not meet the suspect.

Zhu Ci looked at the photo in his hand and fell into deep thought. This person really looked like a desperado, which was very consistent with what Shen Wu said about his imminent death. It was a pity that he couldn't get anything out of that person, but he immediately turned on his phone to look for Wu Yi.

Wu Yi left him some clues in his cell phone.

Wu Yi told him that he didn't know who the person who had chased him was. In fact, points were very important in this game because they were related to their final wishes. Few people would use them as casually as in the speech. As for the reward for live broadcast, it was actually a kind of investment between players. If the anchor you rewarded survived and performed well, you could get some commission from it.

However, such investment has high risks and low returns, and it is difficult to satisfy the appetite of some people. Some desperate people have started some special businesses, that is, others spend points to buy your life from them.

However, they usually only dare to do business with players below level A who have not yet joined the guild, because it will be very troublesome if it involves the guild, and as for those below level A, it is because they cannot afford to offend those above level A.

Wu Yi has been hunted down two or three times. In a game like this, it is almost impossible for players to have no friction with each other. He said he could no longer remember who he had offended.

According to Wu Yi's words, Zhu Ci must have offended someone and was being hunted down. However, Zhu Ci recalled the previous two copies and did not think that anyone who survived those two copies would want to hire someone to kill him.

Would someone from the Desperate Guild do this?

Or is it that there are people hiding in the dark who have not yet come into contact with him, and that there are conspiracies against him in those unknown corners?

Zhuci sent another message to the friend named xy: "Please help me find the identity of the person who stabbed me. I will give you a small reward according to the market price this time."

It was daytime now, and Zhu Ci knew that he would not come back too soon. Of course, he was not in a hurry either. There were many people who wanted to kill him, both openly and secretly, but this was the first one who took direct action.

At this moment Zhu Ci suddenly remembered that he had promised Ye Yanghui to participate in the competition. After being in a coma for a week, he should give the other party an explanation.

Ye Yanghui just sent him a text message to express his concern and did not mention anything else.

Zhu Ci took the initiative to ask: "When does the game start?"

College students who reply immediately are everywhere, and Ye Yanghui is one of them: "Zhu Ci, have you recovered?"

Congratulations: "Yes."

Ye Yanghui expressed his total disbelief at his extraordinary recovery ability. Although he was not at the scene to know how serious Zhu Ci's injury was, the incident caused a lot of commotion. Even though the school blocked the news, it still became a hot topic.

Ye Yanghui couldn't help but sigh, this murderer really knows how to pick people to stab. Zhu Ci is a well-known figure in Xiaxin University, a living signboard, and his popularity has been high. If he is packaged well, he can directly debut on variety shows, but he was stabbed by someone. Now, not only is the competition gone, but the school is also panicking.

Congratulations: "So, competition?"

Seeing how persistent he was, Ye Yanghui couldn't help but admire him even more. It was just a small game, but Zhu Ci didn't forget to ask him what time the game would start even though he was seriously injured.

"The competition has been postponed. Because of what happened to you, the school will probably have to strengthen the security system before allowing various events to be held. Now our school is not open to the public."

Hearing this news, Zhu Ci felt a little sorry. He was just worried that he would forget some small things because he had too many things to do recently.

Zhu Ci has to go back to school today as he has to meet the people from the Candlelight Guild.

Shen Wu went out early today, probably to attend some event. This was quite convenient as he didn't have to make up an excuse.

…

The back door of Xiaxin University is still very busy. After all, it is near the university town and there are business opportunities everywhere.

When Zhu Ci looked up while walking on the street, he would see movie advertisements on the huge electronic screen. The movie adapted from Shen Wu's novel was also very successful, with box office revenue exceeding 100 million. He should have been very busy these days, attending various ceremonies and activities. I guess he turned down a lot of invitations because of him.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground. Now thinking about it, was he being very pretentious and a burden to Shen Wu in reality?

The sound of tires rolling over suddenly rang in his ears. Zhu Ci raised his head in response. A black car appeared in his sight and his expression changed immediately.

The license plate of this car is not local and it looks quite impressive. Zhu Ci has no expertise in cars, but he has a feeling that this car is coming for him.

Zhu Ci moved closer to the green belt. When he was still a few dozen meters away from the school, the car stopped beside him, then the door opened and a man got out of the car.

Wearing sunglasses, a black suit, a mask, and even a hat, this man had a clear purpose: he came here to give a congratulatory speech.

Congratulations: "..." He frowned and ran straight to the school.

"Hey? Why are you running? We finally meet, why don't we just have lunch together!"

A voice came from behind, asking us to stop.

Zhu Ci looked at the security guards at the school gate, who were obviously twice as many as before, and stopped the car silently.

…

A moment later, in the black car, Zhu Ci sat in the back seat, looking very indifferent.

"What's wrong? I just heard that there are a lot of delicious food here, so I came two hours earlier. Why don't you look so unhappy?"

Zhu Ci looked out the window: "Yeah."

Wearing black sunglasses, a mask and a hat, who can recognize that this guy is Meng Yuanzhou?

"Huh? Why did you only say one word? I was waiting for you to recommend me which restaurant is delicious." Meng Yuanzhou had no idea what he had done wrong.

Zhu Ci said: "Did you know that I was just discharged from the hospital?"

Meng Yuanzhou asked: "Ah? You were stabbed? What?"

Congratulations: "...it's trending on the search list."

Meng Yuanzhou said "Oh" and said, "I seem to have some impression of it. So you can't eat spicy food?"

Zhu Ci was silent for a moment. This was not a question of whether it was spicy or not. He asked, "Do you know what the person who stabbed me was dressed like?"

Meng Yuanzhou asked in confusion: "How should I know? I wasn't there."

Zhu Ci didn't say anything, he just looked out the window quietly and waited for Meng Yuanzhou to realize the problem himself.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the car window.

Meng Yuanzhou rolled down the car window and saw several security guards holding sticks outside.

"Sir, we suspect you are trying to kidnap our students."

Meng Yuanzhou: “…Ah?”

He looked at the speech at the end and was a little confused.

There is only one question in the speech. Is Meng Yuanzhou's talent a matter of luck? Otherwise, how could he have lived to the level of an A-level player? After all, his brain does not seem to be particularly healthy.

It was an hour later when we finally explained it to the school, and when we came out, neither of us had eaten.

Zhu Ci simply took Meng Yuanzhou to eat in the school cafeteria.

Meng Yuanzhou was very resistant at first: "I finally escaped the torture of the university cafeteria, don't want me to go through it again."

Later he said: "This is the taste of youth."

The congratulatory speech was silent on this.

The food at Xiaxin University is actually quite good. Many chain hotels have joined in, and the taste is quite good, but you will get tired of it after eating it for a long time.

After the meal, Meng Yuanzhou went out with his congratulatory speech.

"Who dares to kill you in the real world? It can't be those people!" Meng Yuanzhou said.

Zhu Ci looked forward and said, "There are so many people around, what made you dress like that?"

Meng Yuanzhou said: "My job is special, so I want to dress formally to meet you."

Zhu Ci: "You mean it's not formal at ordinary times?" He looked at Meng Yuanzhou's face. This couldn't be some kind of flesh trade. He didn't look like that kind of person.

"Officially, I am a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, and you haven't graduated yet." Meng Yuanzhou said seriously and proudly.

"Oh." Zhu Ci nodded and said nothing more. Education does not represent character. Idiots are born, while hard work is acquired and can be compensated for.

After getting in the car, Meng Yuanzhou arrived at the door of an apartment with a speech.

Zhu Ci looked at him and said, "Is this your office base?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is just a house for business trips. I don't want to show off, so I bought an apartment."

Zhushou caught the key word from his mouth: "One?"

"Well, this building is all ours. If you want to live here, my boss can arrange for you to move in." Meng Yuanzhou said.

Greetings: “…” It’s okay. He almost didn’t know how to write the word “money”.

His parents died and left him a large inheritance, but he didn't use much of it. He put it all in the bank and earned interest.

…

After Meng Yuanzhou finally opened the password to the corresponding door, Zhu Ci was finally able to see the person he originally wanted to see.

"You are finally here."

Zhu Ci's expression remained unchanged, and he met the eyes of the three people inside with no sign of joy or anger.

Meng Yuanzhou said that his job is very formal, which he couldn't see before, but he can see it now.

They were not dressed as formally as Meng Yuanzhou, and were more relaxed. However, good manners are difficult to train, but the standing postures of some of them looked like they had been trained.

But they were indeed very polite in their speeches, because after the door was opened, everyone inside was standing. This was not a traditional apartment, but a conference room.

"Congratulations, please take a seat."

Zhu Ci also saw Li Xiaoyan inside, so could this be the real base of the Candlelight Guild? And the same is true for other guilds?

Meng Yuanzhou enthusiastically introduced Zhuci: "This is our guild president, and this is a business card."

This is a kind middle-aged man. According to the name given on the business card, his name should be "Xing Boyi".

After playing this game for a while, Zhu Ci has never seen a middle-aged man, which shows how special this person is.

"Hello." Zhu Ci said.

Xing Boyi said, "Sit next to me, kid."

He then looked at the others and said, "You all go."

His tone was very gentle, but when this statement came out, no one raised any objections. They all left.

Zhuci and he were the only two people left in the room.

Xing Boyi read the speech carefully. His expression was just right. He did not show the relief, satisfaction, or praise that might have been expected from the speech. He only looked appreciative and happy.

Zhu Ci felt relieved a little. Although he didn't care about other people's attitudes, he would feel uncomfortable if someone suddenly appeared and looked at him and judged him like an elder.

"I am a former friend of your parents. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. I have grown old and you have grown up." Xing Boyi said.

Zhu Ci looked at him calmly: "Are my parents also in the game?"

Xing Boyi said: "Yes."

"Did you expect me to be selected to enter the game?" Zhuci asked.

Xing Boyi said: "From the perspective of understanding this game, the possibility of you entering this game is not great, so your parents did not intend to let me find you at first, but from the perspective of prophecy, you will enter the game 100%, so they left that letter."

This was a very mysterious statement, but Zhuche understood it, and he asked, "Do you mean the wish to enter the game?"

"Yes, kid." Xing Boyi nodded and explained with a smile, "Everyone enters the game for a desire. Some do it for money, some for a certain person, and some for their own ambitions, but you shouldn't care about these."

A gloomy look flashed across Zhu Ci's eyes.

He said this as if he knew the speech completely. This was not the scariest thing. What was scary was that his parents seemed to know clearly what kind of person he would become. It is scary to have your life controlled by others.

Xing Boyi seemed to see what he was thinking, and shook his head and said, "Don't worry, your life belongs to you. We have no intention of interfering, nor do we want to impose our wishes on you. Maybe at the beginning, but not now."

Zhushou remained silent, he didn't know what to say.

"There are some things that you can discover yourself even if I don't tell you. But I still have to say a few more words to put you at ease." Xing Boyi laughed at himself, "When people get old, they start to look ahead and behind. You should have also discovered that there are very few people in the game who have lived to my age. I am still working hard in my forties or fifties."

Zhu Ci said: "Because those who are old are already dead?"

Xing Boyi said: "This game can make people immortal. The higher you climb, the slower you age. But I don't want to be young anymore. My old friends are leaving one after another. My era will eventually come to an end. This is my destiny. As for the reason you mentioned, it does exist."

Zhu Ci was silent for a moment. Did Xing Boyi reject the power given by the game?

Then he asked a question: "How do you get out of this game?"

Xing Boyi nodded: "You finally asked this question. It may be difficult for others to get out of the game, but for you, it is easy. Everything depends on your thoughts."

"Are you talking about my wish?" Zhuci asked.

"Yes, give up whatever you wish for. If your wish is to resurrect your parents."

He stared into the boy's eyes, which were as clear as if they were not stained by dust, and said solemnly: "Let go of your parents' death completely."

"I don't remember them at all," Zhuci said. I don't remember how to let go.

"Your game panel won't lie. Maybe you just forgot about them because you were too scared. In fact, you have never let go." Xing Boyi said.

"Are you curious about why I know your wish is related to your parents?" Without waiting for the congratulations, Xing Boyi said with a kind and overly considerate look, "You were very attached to them when you were born. From the time you were born until they passed away, you were inseparable from them."

When he mentioned "inseparable", Zhu Ci's breathing suddenly quickened, as if something was strangling his throat, which made him feel slightly disgusted. He paused for a moment before saying, "Okay, I understand."

Inseparable...Inseparable to what extent?

The strange dream before waking up reappeared in his mind, and Zhu Ci couldn't help but start to wonder, have his parents really become his obsession?

Zhu Ci pursed his lips. Thinking would undoubtedly take a long time, but he didn't have enough time to waste. He took a sip of the tea that had been brewed on the table and said, "I will try to let them go. It's not difficult. Then what is the difference between me and the others?"

He has heard the difference between himself and other players more than once.

"Because your soul belongs completely to you." Xing Boyi took a sip of tea and only said half of the sentence. He didn't say the other half, but it was enough to make people understand.

“Do you know the top three games?”

Seeing that he suddenly changed the subject, Zhu Ci temporarily followed his train of thought and responded, "Yeah."

"'Vanishing Time', 'Little Red Riding Hood Licking Blood', and 'Pale Paper Man', they are all the original founders of the Despair Guild, and they have completely monopolized all the god positions in this game. Although the Despair Guild is a little hostile to you now, they have the most abundant resources of all kinds. Little Red Riding Hood has issued a mission, a mission open to players who have played the game less than eight times." Xing Boyi said.

The pale paper man... is he also from the Despair Guild? Zhu Ci thought of the paper man who helped him twice.

However, Xing Boyi's point should be on the mission. Zhu Ci looked at his solemn expression, took out his mobile phone, opened the game icon and took a look at his email.

This player has permission to issue notifications through the system.

[“Witch’s Tea Party” mission.

Introduction: Do you like listening to stories? Is your life exciting enough?

Reward: Answer a question you want to ask and get some points and props. 】

Although "Witch's Tea Party" is the name of a mission, this mission may also be the name of a copy.

Zhu Ci looked at Xing Boyi and asked, "Do you want me to attend?"

Xing Boyi said: "I will not interfere with your choice. It is up to you to decide. I told you only because I got intelligence that they invited you alone for this mission."

Zhuci then noticed that the letter was a golden private letter.

Xing Boyi squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "The little red hat who licks blood is the current president of the Despair Guild. Her target is very obvious, that is you."

Zhu Ci's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Why does the Despair Guild care about me so much?"

"That... you have to ask yourself and the people around you." Xing Boyi's smile gradually faded, and there was a helpless look in his eyes. Then he looked down at his watch and said, "I'm sorry, kid, my job doesn't allow me to stay outside for too long. You need to figure out the next problem yourself."

Zhuci just said "hmm". Maybe work was partly the reason, and partly it was because he wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth.

It is only today that Zhu Ci realizes that he actually has so many secrets.

He opened the door and walked out. Xing Boyi's identity and his job had already been told to him through the business card.

"Paranormal Research and Paranormal Investigation Team."

Congratulations: "..."

If Xing Boyi had given him a business card like this before he entered this crappy game, he would undoubtedly have thought he was crazy.

Zhu Ci opened his phone and searched for the organization and found out that it was a formal organization affiliated with the state, government agencies and organs, but there was no extra introduction. Of course, he didn't care too much, as long as he was not allowed to join. Perhaps his parents' previous work had something to do with this.

"Are you out? How about adding your contact information?" Meng Yuanzhou poked his shoulder.

Zhu Ci raised his head and glanced at him: "Okay."

After adding the contact information, Zhuci asked: "What do you think of "Witch's Tea Party"?"

"Well, it's just so-so. Compared with Little Red Riding Hood and the paper man, I still like the paper man more, although I have only met it once." Meng Yuanzhou said.

Thanks to the blessing of the blessing, he got some clues he wanted in the last copy. The pale paper man can answer a question for the player as long as the player encounters his picture book in the copy. However, the blood-licking Little Red Riding Hood is not a philanthropist. Only one person can get her answer, and that is the winner of the copy she designated.

The former is like a pie falling from the sky, while the latter is like an ancient gladiatorial arena. Obviously, the former is more docile.

Congratulations: "Yes."

Many things were secretly priced, and everything he was experiencing now was too coincidental. He hoped to get the answer in the game.

Regardless of whether this copy is a trap or not, he has to go there once, but he has to find someone to find out about the structure type and danger of this copy first. He originally thought that Meng Yuanzhou would know something about it, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.

"Let me take you back."

"Yeah." Zhu Ci said.

When Zhu Ci got into Meng Yuanzhou's car, he asked curiously, "Do you have a high salary?"

Meng Yuanzhou said: "It's normal. There aren't many issued."

He responded briefly without asking any further questions until he felt carsick a while later and looked out the window.

A private helicopter is flying far up in the sky.

Congratulations: "..." He wasn't sure, but...

Zhu Ci suddenly felt that it was very far-sighted of his parents to not let his old friend come to see him in advance.