Chapter 162
Looking at the ambiguous smile of the person in front of him, Sui Bai's eyes flickered slightly, and then he understood everything.
"I must be your healer," he said.
Xia Mo: "Because if it's Xiaoyu, she will do something bad to me?"
Suibai nodded: "Yes."
After a few seconds of pause, he suddenly asked the most crucial question of the entire rebirth incident: "Do you know why Xu Xiaobei's knife attack killed you?"
If this had been said the day before yesterday or yesterday, Xia Mo might not have been able to figure it out.
But now, she knew that Qingshui was a reborn person like her, and many things naturally surfaced.
As both of them were reborn, Qingshui must have grasped some information, which is why he approached her when the server was just launched. Afterwards, he took the initiative to pull her into the guild and even wanted to bind with her in real life.
It feels like "I know there is danger around you, so I have to keep an eye on you."
So what is this danger?
Xu Xiaobei? No, she'd already deleted her account and fled. No matter who came to stab her in this life, it wouldn't be her turn.
Yao He? Honestly, the probability is quite low.
Yao He's family is the poorest among the three. Although he has some ideas, he definitely doesn't have the courage. At most, he can be an accomplice, not the mastermind.
The one who is most concerned is actually Xiaoyu.
Although she doesn't talk much, she has always been the backbone of the three people. Xu Xiaobei and Yao He often turn to her for help when they have problems.
If we really want to calculate the source of the danger, Xiaoyu is probably the one lying in ambush.
She used to be her own spiritual healer and had entered her brain countless times. If Xiaoyu really wanted to do something to her mental power, such as dropping a drop of ink, it would have been difficult for her to detect it at the first time.
In order to prevent this drop of ink from dripping in, Qingshui directly cut off the source of the incident in this life.
In other words, the murderer behind her death was not Xu Xiaobei, but Xiaoyu.
"Xu Xiaobei's knife was just a trigger." Xia Mo, who quickly sorted out the logic, said calmly, "Protoss stipulates that if a player is seriously injured in the game, the holographic cabin will enter forced eject mode to protect the player."
She had experienced this forced ejection when she was on a trial mission to unlock a hidden profession. Although it was ejected in time, the pain on her body still clung to her skin, but the pain would slowly disappear over time.
This is for the pain in the body.
What if the pain is in the brain?
The player feels severe pain in the brain, which is likely caused by the brain being unable to withstand the energy of conversion at the moment of being ejected.
But generally speaking, this rarely happens.
Because after many experiments by the Alman Star government and the game company, it was found that only people with mental strength below 1.00 will trigger this danger.
Which degree is 1?
Laboratory mice.
That's all the mental power they have.
So the pain does not occur in the player's brain.
However, there is one exception.
Xia Mo repeatedly recalled his near-death experience when his brain suddenly erupted in severe pain. He paused for two seconds before continuing to answer Qingshui's question: "Ever since I became bound to Xiaoyu, my brain has been eroded by her under the pretext of healing. I guess she stuffed some kind of micro-blocking device into my brain, causing me to lose my true mental power every time I tested it. In fact, my mental power must have been very low at that time."
That's why her brain collapsed instantly and she died the moment she was ejected from the holographic cabin.
A perfect modus operandi.
It not only successfully avoids the risk of taking action in reality, but also perfectly hides the real culprit behind the scenes.
Is this the solution Xiaoyu came up with?
Maybe, Xia Mo thought expressionlessly, but the answer to this question was no longer important.
What’s important is, who is the person behind Xiaoyu who gives her the confidence to make suggestions?
*
When I returned to the game, it was time for the delivery as agreed with Fenghuo.
After paying the remaining 40% of the balance, the account was instantly emptied. Xia Mo didn't feel bad. After accepting the large package sent by Fenghuo, he rushed into Qingyaozhishang's studio and started to buy equipment.
There are 10,000 purple-grade ores, which are mainly used to smelt and fuse with black iron-grade equipment to upgrade it to silver grade.
Some people may be confused by this. In the end, you just need silver equipment, so you can just buy a few finished products. Why go through the trouble of smelting?
This brings us to an invisible rule of the Protoss when upgrading their equipment - if you start with the lower five levels of equipment, the success rate will be higher.
What she wants now is the epic level, so she has to count down five levels and start from Black Iron.
This rule has never been officially acknowledged by the authorities, but it is the result of practice and exploration by many players.
Xia Mo poured the melted ore into the explosion furnace, threw in the black iron, covered it with a lid, shook it, and boom!
A silver suit appeared.
Put it aside first and continue to smash the remaining black iron equipment.
Boom, boom, boom! From the small workshop specially designated for the guild's blacksmiths, there were constant bursts of the popping sounds of burning flames and explosions.
"What are you doing, boss?"
Tomato, who was passing by the living area, scratched his head suspiciously. He wanted to go in and take a look, but just after he took a few steps, someone grabbed his collar from behind.
"Hey, who is it?"
Turning around, he found Qing Shui with an expressionless face. The ripe tomato chuckled and said, "President~"
Qing Shui glanced at the closed studio door and warned coldly: "Don't disturb her, go and do your own thing."
The ripe tomato curled its lips and snorted, "I'm not disturbing you, I'm just offering my condolences."
"Condolences?" Qingshui narrowed his eyes. "Fatty Fan, don't forget who carried you through the rest of your journey after your mecha disintegrated. Xiao Mo didn't have the nerve to call you a burden, so I'll say it for her. So take back your 'condolences' and don't cause her any trouble."
The ripe tomato's face suddenly turned the color of liver.
"I've already reflected on this!" He yelled unconvinced. Then, with a roll of his eyes, he suddenly stared at the studio and raised his voice, "Ah, Qingshui, so you envy me for being able to ride in a mecha with the boss. Haha, if you had told me earlier, I could have pleaded for you!"
Qingshui drew his sword angrily: "Fan Yao!"
"Stop right there!"
Fatty Fan made faces as he ran out: "You're just envious, envious, envious! Come chase me if you can, and if you catch me I'll let you hehehe~"
Looking at Tomato who was suddenly "hunted down" by the president, Latiao, Xiaohuahua and the others were completely confused.
What is going on here?
"Who knows? Maybe he did something bad and got caught by the president?"
bad thing?
Yun Yao and Mingyue Fusu, who were standing by, couldn't help but shudder when they heard this.
The two of them exchanged glances silently, asking silently.
——Could it be that the president discovered the photo hanging on the osmanthus tree?
——No way? If she found out, it would be Sister Mo Se who would be angry. What does it have to do with the president?
—Maybe he's protective of his shortcomings? Don't like the dark photos being displayed?
—Huh? You mean the president likes ink?
——Shh! ! !
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