After staying at the castle for two days, Shi Jinzhe and Shehe saw the two wedding guests off.
They have ten days left before entering the next game, which is both to see someone off at the airport and to leave themselves.
Before boarding the plane, Jiang Jin told Shi Jinzhe that she would tell him if she had thought it through, but it was unlikely in the short term. If Jiang Yinxue's ghost power really would disappear, she would need to find a powerful ghost to replace him in advance to ensure her safety in the future.
If you manage to revive Jiang Yinxue but she ends up dead, what's the point?
Shekh heard about this from Shi Jinzhe that very day and instinctively said, "What if he still has more? You contacted him beforehand, aren't you afraid they'll fight?"
Jiang Jin: "..."
That's a good question. Don't ask anymore. She just wants to find another bodyguard.
Sheh hadn't seen Jiang Yinxue for a long time, but he still remembered why Jinzhe had said he was unhappy when they met at Jimu City. Thinking about himself, he said, "Remember to tell him why you're doing this before you go."
There has been no progress in seven years, and it's more than just one word a year.
"A mouth has to be used."
"……OK."
Jiang listened attentively to the opinions of married people.
Who would have thought? Who would have thought...?
With this unbelievable feeling in mind, Jiang Jin and Li Jin left.
Shi Jinzhe found it interesting, and after the two of them left, he joked, "You're quite experienced."
Shekh: "Isn't that right? We get together very quickly."
“We can meet in real life, but they are different.” Shi Jinzhe calculated the time for her. “So far, we have been in the game for about seven months. Six and a half of those months were survival dungeons. If you don’t count those survival dungeons, we haven’t spent much time together.”
"It's so short."
Shekh's thoughts jumped around, and his answer shifted to another matter, "There wasn't much time, so he even drew up blueprints for me to memorize."
"Actually, I'm quite busy too."
"Busy drawing roti?" Shekh moved his arm, but didn't shake off the large pendant on his body.
“This is called earning money to support your family.” Shi Jinzhe’s smile deepened. “I’m raising the world’s rarest creature.”
"rhetoric."
"If you have a mouth, you have to use it."
"The parrot imitates the snake."
"You've learned all of this?" Shi Jin folded a little red flower for her.
Shekh said proudly, "I've learned all the homophones of 'she'."
"My wife is amazing."
The two chatted as they boarded the plane, leisurely spending a few days before entering the game at 2 a.m.
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[All players have arrived. Welcome back to Pyramid Survival Battle!]
Dungeon Name: [Character's Self-Rescue]
Types of instances: Survival game, puzzle game.
Keyword suggestion: authentic.
Survival mission requirements:
Nine players must successfully change their character's fate of death and save themselves. (50 points)
Note: Each person has one opportunity to write a plot twist within reasonable limits and change the original story's direction.
Decryption task requirements:
Find clues and correctly decipher the truth to leave the instance early. (15 points) [Survival points are awarded upon leaving the instance, up to a maximum of 65 points]
Special note: If this dungeon attempt fails, 40 points will be deducted.
After the system finished broadcasting, conversations could be heard inside the minibus traveling on the mountain road.
"Holy crap, how come I..." The man who spoke, no, he should be called a teenager, pinched his face in disbelief, "I feel like I'm going to turn into a tender, juicy creature. This isn't some kind of indigenous skin; this is my own body!!"
"We must have entered a novel or movie because we were given a specific role and our bodies were adjusted."
"That means there are no natives in this round, the character is a fake identity, so the player can only use their own body to adapt to the character."
The group of people talking looked at each other and found that, apart from one of the forum legends, the others all looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.
"They're all quite young. Okay, I can already foresee that someone will be playing a reckless and impulsive young man. I hope that role isn't mine."
"Look at the driver's seat, this car is driverless, this is a horror story."
The female player who spoke had pigtails and was wearing a pink JK uniform, which was very sweet, but her words were a completely different story: "Damn, this outfit on me is scarier than a car that can move without a driver."
"No, my sister is very cute."
The youngest-looking person on the bus spoke up. Ye Zhan, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and a baseball cap, glanced around and then stopped at the three people in the last row who had remained silent.
"What a coincidence." After admiring the two people next to him, Fu Guan turned his gaze over and changed his expression as he faced Ye Zhan.
Ye Zhan's age should be just right for the role. The system didn't adjust his body. His familiar wicked smile is just annoying.
"It's quite a coincidence."
Ye Zhan hadn't changed much, but Shi Jinzhe recognized him at a glance as the antisocial teenager who used an item to lock his health at the start of the Slander dungeon.
The three looked at each other, but only Shekh remained observing.
Seventeen-year-olds are thinner than twenty-seven-year-olds, and their clothes look a bit loose. They look like high school students who can't even feed themselves and have to feed stray animals. Their hair hasn't changed; it's still white. It seems that time hasn't reversed and they've regressed overall.
After reading it, Shekh looked at himself again and saw that nothing had changed; he was still the same.
For a moment, she suddenly realized that Shi Jinzhe was much younger than her.
The atmosphere was tense. Sher noticed a small bag beside him, filled with cheap cosmetics, with a few crumpled flyers at the bottom.
"A premium summer camp to embark on an unforgettable journey of youth."
As he uttered those words, a string of information appeared in Shekh's mind.
It turns out she was the leader of this summer camp, the only adult on the bus, and her role was...
The intern teacher who was temporarily assigned to fill in for the class was extremely unethical.
Shi Jinzhe turned his head. "Is it character information?"
"Yes, I'm the teacher in charge."
"Teacher?" The female player in the pink JK uniform had been paying attention to this area, and when she called out that title, she received a series of messages in her mind.
"Oh my god, I am actually..." She stopped mid-sentence, as if her mouth had been forcibly covered, preventing her from revealing her identity.
The girl in pink sweated profusely, but still couldn't manage it. In the end, she could only say, "My name is Lin Shu."
"Teacher?" Ye Zhan called out, then raised an eyebrow, realizing that this was the identity trigger word.
Others followed suit, and their expressions after shouting were all quite interesting.
Shi Jinzhe was the last to call out "Sheh," and he too couldn't escape the curse of changing faces.
When he realized that his role was that of a born deaf-mute person who couldn't say no to others, he couldn't hear anymore.
The skills are useless and cannot be cured; this character is deaf and mute, and his character setting cannot be changed.
With all nine characters in place and the seating arrangement changed, Lin Shu uncontrollably walked over to the male player who had initially said he looked young and took his arm with a look of complete rejection.
Another girl with her hair in a bun widened her eyes, pulled up her collar, and imitated Daiyu's tearful act in a pretentious manner.
The male player who said he absolutely didn't want to get the Super Hero Boy award stood up in despair, kicked the chair hard, and yelled, "Stop crying, or I'll hit you!"
Ye Zhan sat down with a stiff smile, and then obediently said to the male player next to her, "Please give me your guidance, senior."
Fu Guan held up his phone, which he didn't know if he could even get through, with a look of utter despair. "It's not that I'm not replying to your messages, it's just that you're too important to me, and I'm afraid that if I reply too perfunctorily, I'll hurt you."
Shi Jinzhe could tell from his expression—that he was a playboy caught between two men, on the verge of disaster and forced to deal with it—that Fu Guan was either a playboy or a scumbag.
"Hello."
A warm breath came from beside my ear.
Shi Jinzhe was taken aback, and then he saw a hand resting on the back of his hand.
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