Chapter 5 Wind Field
[What are Brother Li and Sun Yuancheng standing there for? Take off your clothes together.]
[Those between the ages of 0-100, please close your eyes and watch the live broadcast. Let me check whether the content violates the rules for you first.]
Li Ziyue paused while holding the scimitar, and finally spoke to stop Zhang Lian when he unbuttoned the fourth button: "You, you, you...what are you doing, in broad daylight...I, my live broadcast room has been blocked...Who, who can give me reward points?"
[Hahahahahaha, I've lived a long time. The last time I saw a host stuttering was last time.]
[Brother Li, something is wrong with you (secret observation), when has Brother Li ever cared about the reward points from the folks in our live broadcast room?]
He had already unbuttoned a few buttons on the top, revealing a large area of skin that was almost sickly white. The open shirt partially concealed a section of his beautiful collarbone with protruding joints. A striking black mole was dotted at the beginning of the collarbone, which gave him a layer of sexiness that was even more obvious than it seemed.
Li Ziyue's gaze paused for half a second, then quickly moved away.
"Oh." Zhang Lian asked sincerely, "Are you not going to check it anymore?"
"What are you checking?" Li Ziyue yelled, "Put on your clothes quickly."
Zhang Lian nodded and looked at his hands carefully as he buttoned the buttons back one by one from bottom to top.
Beside him, Li Ziyue was scolding Sun Yuancheng: "What are you looking at? Are your eyes on someone else's body?"
Sun Yuancheng shrank into the corner cowardly and aggrieved, and then continued to watch secretly from the corner.
"There are two more questions." Zhang Lian took the initiative to remind.
Li Ziyue looked at him and retracted his knife.
He was silent for a while: "Why do you believe me?"
Zhang Lian understood and did not try to hide it: "Last night, between four and five o'clock, you were in the restaurant."
He raised his chin towards Sun Yuancheng and indicated, "A fake person who looked exactly like him was slashed in the throat by a player named Yang Hu, and then he was resurrected."
"I was there at the time and in a hidden position, so none of you noticed me."
"Then you and Yang Hu had an argument. Before I could get out, the restaurant collapsed and everyone fled. I saw you pulling Sun Yuancheng and Yang Hu apart, and I followed you for a while."
Li Ziyue sat on a wooden chair in the hall, put the English test paper in the middle of the table, and was doing a cloze test with a black pen in his hand: "What you said is not convincing at all, and it sounds like Yang Hu is more like a real player, and I am a fake one."
Zhang Lian continued: "Sun Yuancheng is a real player identified in the system notification. If you were a fake person, you and Sun Yuancheng would have spent a lot of time alone together along the way, and it would be difficult for you to refuse to kill Sun Yuancheng."
Li Ziyue stopped working on the questions, looked up at Zhang Lian, and smiled: "You are very good at finding excuses for me."
"Thanks."
Zhang Lian expresses his sincere gratitude.
Li Ziyue: “…”
He was about to open his mouth to ask the third question when his heart suddenly shrank without warning. The hairs on his body stood up. He frowned slightly and slashed the table with the scimitar in his hand, raising a layer of fine wooden particles.
All the particles trembled slightly on the seemingly stable table.
Li Ziyue didn't hesitate any more, pulled up Sun Yuancheng who was quietly observing the battle situation, and ran away.
"The hall is about to collapse, let's go first."
He ignored Zhang Lian behind him.
However, as soon as he left the hall, the cold wind in the corridor, which carried the dark and damp smell of the underground, blew in his face like an unstoppable wave. Li Ziyue's shirt was rustling in the wind, and Sun Yuancheng could not even stand steadily. Even with the support of the wall, he almost fell to the ground.
Li Ziyue stood where he was, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the room in front of him.
Completely unreasonable wind whistled out from the dim room with its doors and windows fully opened, and in the corridor there were bursts of wailing sounds like the sound of hundreds of ghosts passing by.
There wasn't such strong wind yesterday, why is it so abnormal today?
Years of playing infinite dungeons have taught Li Ziyue one thing: "If a loaded gun cannot fire, it cannot be placed on the stage."
The anomalies that appear in the scenes in the copy are not simply for the sake of beauty or to add to the fun. There must be a complete logical line of cause and effect behind the anomalies.
What role does this wind room play in the entire dungeon?
Stop them from running over there?
Li Ziyue lowered his eyes. On one side, the sound of objects in the hall breaking due to squeezing became more and more shrill. Even standing in the corridor, one could feel the ground shaking.
There was no extra time for him to think about it.
Should I go with the flow or against the flow to find out what’s going on in that house?
Li Ziyue would never do anything out of curiosity but without any certainty.
Without hesitation, he pulled Sun Yuancheng and fled in the direction of the wind.
The two of them ran back and forth in the long and complex corridor. They didn't know how long they had been running until they could no longer hear the creepy sound of the building collapsing.
They hid in an empty room. Sun Yuancheng was so tired that he was paralyzed. He was leaning against the wall half-dead, with his mouth wide open and gasping for breath.
Li Ziyue stood aside with his head lowered, looking at the scimitar in his palm, as if thinking about something.
"100,000 Whys" spokesperson Sun Yuancheng just took a breath and immediately asked a curious question, "Brother, do you really believe him?"
Li Ziyue knew that "he" referred to Zhang Lian.
"I don't believe it, but I have to believe it."
"Ah?" Sun Yuancheng was confused.
Li Ziyue did not answer directly, but changed the subject: "Last night when I was confronting Yang Hu in the fruit and vegetable storage room, you asked me why Yang Hu took the initiative to go down the ventilation duct when he didn't find us."
"You're wrong," Li Ziyue couldn't stay idle and took out another English test paper. He pasted the test paper on the wall and, in the dim light, the tip of his pen slid across the paper, making a rustling sound that made people sleepy. "Yang Hu discovered us when he first entered the storage room. The reason why he didn't attack us directly was because he wanted to use the patrolmen who were chasing us from behind to cooperate with him in a good play of 'hero saving the beauty'."
"Oh?" Sun Yuancheng was excited. He said shyly, "'Beautiful'... are you referring to me?"
Li Ziyue: “…”
He raised his hand and gave Sun Yuancheng a smack on the forehead, "There are three points in the character setting of 'beautiful and stupid': 'beautiful', 'stupid', and 'treasure'. Don't just focus on your 'stupid' character setting."
"His fighting power is not inferior to that of the inspector. He could have dealt with him anywhere, but he had to wait until the inspector walked into the room we were in before taking action."
"If players want to win this game, banding together is a low-cost, high-risk, yet easiest way to win. Yang Hu's goal is to gain our trust and then blend into the player group."
"What kind of damn design requires turning pages for a cloze test?" Li Ziyue flipped through the test paper. "At the end, all the players' throats are cut in one fell swoop."
"I don't trust Zhang Lian. It's not that I don't trust his identity as a player, but I don't trust his trust in me."
Sun Yuancheng felt dizzy, "Brother... I don't understand what you are saying."
"If I were a fake person, I could completely imitate Yang Hu. I would play the long game and catch the big fish. I would first gain your trust, and when I'm alone with you, I wouldn't kill you. Instead, I would protect you everywhere. Then I would blend into the player group," Li Ziyue lowered his head and laughed, "and kill all of you."
"hiss--"
Sun Yuancheng shrank back in fear, staring at Li Ziyue, and forced himself to smile: "Brother... don't... don't scare me..."
His eyes were wandering, as if he was planning an escape route, and his inner trust in Li Ziyue was clearly beginning to collapse.
"Don't believe me anymore?" Li Ziyue looked at him with a relieved tone, "Finally I have taught you to be smarter. You can't be sure about other copies, but remember the third rule in the fake human copy: don't trust others easily."
"Huh..." Sun Yuancheng was like he had just recovered from a serious illness. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said thankfully, "Brother, you scared me to death."
"Back to the point, the reason why I have to believe him is very simple," Li Ziyue said helplessly, "I can't see through his strength. In the past, I might have been able to fight him head-on, but now I am a 'hero in his twilight years' and 'old sword'. If he is a player, then everything will be fine. If he is a fake person, I can't stop him if I push him into a corner."
"Brother," Sun Yuancheng smiled mysteriously and said complacently, "I'm already smart. When you didn't want to fight Yang Hu head-on, you told me that you might not be able to beat Yang Hu. Later, you said that it would be no problem to defeat him in ten minutes..."
"Ouch!"
Sun Yuancheng was hit hard on the forehead again.
"I know a 18th-rate novel writer named Kao, who has made your 'beautiful and stupid' character a reality. When the dungeon is released, I will pay her some money to write a novel with you as the protagonist."
Sun Yuancheng danced with joy, singing passionately, "Brothers are the best in the world, and children without brothers are like grass." He also bravely offered suggestions: "Brother, can you find someone better to write a novel for me? She is so mediocre... Can she write a primary school composition clearly?"
However, before he could finish his joy, an unintentional glance frightened him to death.
"Ah? You, you, you...brother..." Sun Yuancheng spoke with a crying voice.
"What are you so surprised about?" Li Ziyue was still studying hard. "This long and difficult sentence is densely packed into three lines without a comma. Has the pretty Chinese guy evolved into a rapper? You can say that."
"No." Zhang Lian stood behind Li Ziyue and silently responded to Li Ziyue's previous analysis of him, "I am not a fake person. I am emotionally stable and will not kill you."
Li Ziyue suddenly turned around, and the next moment, the scimitar was again pressed against Zhang Lian's neck.
"When did you come?" His voice was cold and murderous.
He was completely unaware of Zhang Lian's approach, which was why Li Ziyue reacted so violently.
"A little earlier than you." Zhang Lian seemed to be unaware that his throat was being controlled by others, and he still explained seriously, "I didn't eavesdrop."
He took out the foam earplugs from both ears and said, "When you talk about other things, I use the earplugs to plug my ears. When you talk about me, I put down the earplugs and listen a little."
"I stuffed it back in time after I heard it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he plugged his ears with sponge earplugs again, then blinked and looked at Li Ziyue: "Just like this."
Li Ziyue had already put the scimitar back.
When talking with Zhang Lian, Li Ziyue always felt powerless. He said that Zhang Lian was smooth, but Zhang Lian answered everything seriously. He said that Zhang Lian was dull, but the answers given by Zhang Lian made him unable to refute.
In the past, Li Ziyue would have forced himself to argue with Zhang Lian because he couldn't believe that he was so speechless. Now, Li Ziyue has learned to be silent.
"You got 18 of the 20 cloze questions you just did wrong."
“What did you say?!” Li Ziyue thought he was hallucinating.
"You got 2 correct answers out of the 20 cloze questions you just did." Zhang Lian has learned to be tactful after working alone for so many years.
"..." Li Ziyue closed his eyes, and his expression fell into a long stalemate. After an unknown amount of time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Lian——"
"Yeah." Zhang Lian was already standing next to him in a familiar manner, holding a 0.5mm black signing pen that he had gotten from somewhere. "I helped you change three of your answers. Now you have a total of five correct answers, which is the accuracy rate of most people's blind guesses..."
"roll!"
[Hahahahaha, I haven’t seen Brother Li this angry in a long time]
[Tonight, Brother Li's emotions are richer than the whole of last year. Brother Li has successfully degenerated from the cold-faced and cool king of infinite flow to a normal person~]
[I can't stand it anymore. Today, I, the Li family army, will take out Brother Li's Chinese test paper with all the wrong answers to give this arrogant boy a lesson! ]
"Third question," Li Ziyue took a deep breath and suppressed his rage. "If I can find fault with your answer, you're done."
"Yeah." Zhang Lian nodded seriously.
Li Ziyue raised one arm and said seriously, "At the end of yesterday, you threw a... dog at me. What was that?"
"The binder can allow two people who are bound together to randomly go to the same location the next time they enter a dungeon." Zhang Lian added, "This item is available in the points store, you can check it out."
"Why are you bound to me?"
Li Ziyue's voice was icy cold.
"Because," Zhang Lian lowered his head, slowly stretched out a finger and grabbed the hem of Li Ziyue's clothes.
Zhang Lian, who killed Yang Hu and the inspector with one shot and whose strength was beyond the comprehension of even Li Ziyue, was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly.
"I can't do it alone."
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