[I originally thought there was something wrong with my system and wanted to check it out, but who knew that after doing so, I discovered that all the information I had originally submitted in that world had been withdrawn!]
717 murmured weakly:
[Even the fix requests I submitted later that received responses had their content modified.]
[The true state of the world is being concealed...]
Before Bai Yan could answer, 717 shook his head and spoke again:
[Strange, this is really weird.]
"I clearly didn't do that... I couldn't possibly do such a thing. Why? How could those things be withdrawn?"
Even the modifications shown were made by him.
717 has fallen into deep self-doubt.
He wanted to submit a report on this matter, but when he thought of the scene at that time, he felt a tingling sensation on his back.
His intuition told him that even if he submitted it, it would be useless because he would still unconsciously modify or withdraw it before it was transmitted.
This feeling of being out of control is really scary.
717 practically cried, "Boss, what do you say? Boss, do you think I've been infected with a virus? How could this happen?"
Bai Yan was silent for a long time, and his suspicion about 717's true identity became even greater. However, at this moment, he calmly said a few words to comfort her, and pretended to unconsciously test her.
[Since direct data transmission will be revoked, perhaps you can go back and take a look?]
[I want to, but I'm just a novice system user. I can't go back until I reach the mission target.]
717 sounded somewhat melancholy as he spoke, even though they had completed the missions in the previous mission worlds quite well and earned quite a few points.
But as a novice system, he must meet the indicators of five mission worlds before he can return to the main god space.
This is something that cannot be changed.
I don’t know if he can survive until the end of the five worlds in his current condition.
The more 717 thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He had already planned out a wonderful life in the future, but now he found out that he was suspected of being infected with the virus.
This virus will also make him do some strange things without realizing it!
717 was so anxious that he was running around in circles in the system space, but he was helpless.
Bai Yan's eyes flickered for a moment as he listened to his words. He had an idea in his mind and was about to say a few more words to comfort him and tell him not to worry too much.
But who would have thought that after 717 muttered to himself for a while, he actually calmed himself down!
[Forget it, boss. I'm fine. After completing one more mission, we can go back and take a look.]
717 curled his lips and said, "I don't know what virus it is, but it won't have a big impact on our mission right now. We'll just have to bear with it and it will pass."
Bai Yan: “…”
Bai Yan inexplicably felt like laughing, but he managed to hold it back.
He originally wanted to sneak out quietly in the dead of night.
But unexpectedly, Yan Bei wrapped himself around him tightly like a little octopus and was unwilling to let go.
Bai Yan thought for three seconds, then expressionlessly pulled away Yan Bei's hand that was hugging his waist, but he was reluctant to pull his tail that was wrapped around his.
He really liked such a furry tail and couldn't bear to use force on it.
Bai Yan sighed and gave up his plan temporarily, lying in bed all night without sleep.
The next day he did the same thing, found an excuse to take a shower, and locked Yan Bei, who was staring at him with tears in her eyes, outside the door.
He then used the teleportation card to leave, tied up the remaining ones, and threw them into the principal's office.
But when Bai Yan finished all this and was about to go back, he met the eyes of the person outside the window.
It’s Chen Ming!
Bai Yan frowned. The other party looked at his behavior and saw that he was discovered, so he just smiled at him and raised his hand to make a strange gesture.
Bai Yan raised his eyebrows. He remembered this gesture. It was the gesture used by the group of fallen people in the pollution area to communicate with each other.
In the realm of pollution, there is pure evil, and those depraved people will do anything to achieve their goals.
But outside the polluted area, countless eyes are staring at them, so they have their own set of gestures to communicate with each other.
This Chen Ming is indeed from the pollution field, but making such a gesture to him seems to indicate that he has some doubts about his identity.
Bai Yan calculated the time in his mind. It would take another ten minutes for the scene to change back to normal. He simply opened the door and walked out, stopping in front of Chen Ming.
The young man's lips curled slightly, as if he didn't care at all that he was seen. He just glanced at him lightly and then passed by him.
"A bunch of useless trash. I cleaned it up for you. No need to thank me."
When the brisk voice reached his ears, Chen Ming's expression did not change at all, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Chen Ming tilted his head, then followed Bai Yan, put his hand on his shoulder, and acted like they had a very good relationship.
In fact, he was controlling the force to lead Bai Yan to another path, and Bai Yan cooperated with him.
Chen Ming lowered his voice and said with a smile:
"My friend, you are very interesting. Which area are you from?"
"I worked so hard to control these people, and you just said you solved them. Don't you think it's a bit too much?"
Chen Ming's tone was equally gentle, as if he didn't care at all that Bai Yan had taken away all the chess pieces he had worked so hard to cultivate for so long in one breath.
Compared to these people, he was more interested in Bai Yan.
After all, even if the form is completely different, the aura on the body cannot be changed...
Chen Ming tilted his head to look at Bai Yan, the smile in his eyes deepening.
This young man was the little dragon cub he met that day.
It was as interesting as he thought...
It seems that they are of the same kind.
Bai Yan glanced at his hand on his shoulder indifferently, but said nothing.
Following Chen Ming, we walked through an empty path, entered a small forest, and then stopped.
Chen Ming was facing Bai Yan. He raised his hand and rubbed his head. His movements were very gentle, and there was excitement in his eyes.
He slid his fingertips down, touching Bai Yan's eyebrows, and said with a smile:
"No matter which area you're from, you have to give me an explanation... You've wasted so many of my men, why not give yourself to me?"
It would be very interesting if such a powerful young man were made into a puppet by him!
Bai Yan chuckled, lowered his eyes and rubbed his wrist. Just as he was about to take action, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
"What are you doing?!"
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