Shi Jinzhe said that if it were really for her sake, then the game would have to deduce every possible thing that everyone might do in order to calculate such an outcome.
Just as he had guessed, even the bond between him and her was intentional, all arranged by the game.
This level of effort and dedication proves that Schech is indeed important to the game.
While thinking, a ridiculous idea popped into Shi Jinzhe's mind.
Something that is realistic and easy for the system to do.
Will the game one day take back someone so important?
He couldn't fight back against the game; if Shekh were really taken back, there was nothing he could do.
Will she leave him?
As soon as the thought came to mind, Shi Jinzhe felt as if something had suddenly choked him, and his breathing became short and stopped for a moment.
It felt as if someone was forcefully pressing down on his throat, reducing the amount of oxygen entering his lungs. He had to swallow several times to suppress this feeling of blockage.
If Shech really leaves...
He absolutely cannot accept this outcome.
He felt the touch of skin on his palm and realized someone was pulling his hand, so he quickly folded his hand back.
“You just now…” Sheh couldn’t find the right words to describe the scent she had just smelled on him. After thinking for a long time, she said, “It was like the afternoon death I drank that day.”
It was a bit pungent and hot to the throat; just smelling it would reduce her appetite, so she didn't have a good impression of it.
Shekh: "Did we use too much energy just now?"
"A little." Shi Jinzhe nodded gently.
He didn't want to talk about it anymore and changed the subject to the game: "I successfully obtained a crystal, and now we can look for other crystals according to the earthly branches."
"It's fine." Jiang Ying wanted to lean against the wall, but the stainless steel wall was so cold from Jiang Yinxue's body that it felt sticky to her touch, so she had to give up.
"There's only one crystal here. You can't collect the whole set until you reach the top of the tower. Can we take a break? I'm exhausted."
Jiang Yinxue was pulling people along while also holding her, and Jiang Yinxue's arm was digging into her bones in mid-air, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
Shi Jinzhe said, "Let's find a place to rest for a while." He then took the opportunity to organize the props he had received.
"Great!" Jiang waved her hand, and four ghosts appeared behind her, each heading towards a suitable spot from one of the four directions of the intersection.
"I wonder how players without the ability to stay airborne or fly will survive this round of the game." Shi Jinzhe looked down at Shehe's hand, his thoughts returning to the question of whether she would leave him.
"There's always a way." Jiang glanced at him. "Is this your first time participating in a regional points competition?"
"Hmm." Shi Jinzhe didn't hide anything; the cooperation just now went quite well, so he simply admitted it.
Jiang: "Players who can participate in the regional points competition all have some special skills, which is why the game only shows the player's number after the player has completed eight rounds. People who can't even pass eight rounds are probably not of much value to the game."
"Is there anything to say about the regional points-based competition?"
"The explanation is just these five words: if you win, you get points for your world. As for what the points are for, I haven't seen anything special about them in all the time I've been in the game."
Jiang felt cold standing there, so he went to stand in the sun and continued, "I used to wonder if there would be rewards for worlds with higher scores, but there was nothing. My world hasn't changed at all. The earth still rotates, the sun still rises, and everything is as usual."
Shi Jinzhe's tone was lazy and he sounded absent-minded: "How many times have you failed in the game? Maybe if you fail a few more times, something will go wrong."
"..." Jiang Yu rolled her eyes. Is this something a human would say?
It's hard to say whether her world will be in trouble if she fails a few more times, but she'll probably be the first to run into problems.
Seeing his hand clasped with Shekh's, Jiang Yu thought of Shekh's snake tail.
Humans and snakes.
Falling in love with a humanoid prop... well... who knows, it might not actually be human.
One of the ghosts sent out returned, and Jiang Yue asked her to lead the group to a coffee shop.
The building, constructed of stainless steel, exhibits distinct hot and cold properties. Four people, having moved from a steamer into a freezer, opened the door and found a place to sit.
When you finish sorting through the items, most of what you get are candies and some snacks to fill your stomach or boost your speed; there are basically no useful items.
He didn't mind; this little thing would cost hundreds of points in the store anyway, so even a small amount is still something.
Shekh picked up a candy and ate it, but after chewing it a couple of times, he realized the texture wasn't quite right.
She spat it out and found a tiny seed inside the candy, smaller than a sesame seed.
Holding the seed between his fingertips, Shekh wiped his drool with his folded clothes: "Folded clothes, the seed."
Shi Jinzhe took the seed. Without any prompting, he examined it for a long time before using his life force to encourage the seed to sprout.
The branches stretched out, and a golden vine broke through the seed. As it grew, the long, slender leaves also developed a gold leaf-like texture.
Just like the golden light that appears when he uses his skills, the entire golden vine has a soft golden glow.
Shi Jinzhe picked up the golden vine again, and this time there was a tool hint.
Props: [Golden Vine]
Effect: A gift from the world boss of Zone 1782, it is the medium for materializing life force.
“It’s your father.” Shekh touched the gold leaf on it; it was gleaming and looked very valuable.
"Hmm." Shi Jinzhe controlled the golden vine, transforming it into two thin rings that he and Shehe wore on their hands. His worry was evident in his words. "I don't know how he did it."
Given how he was before he left, would he still have the energy to do something like this?
He lowered his gaze, staring at the gold ring on Sheikh's hand. His gaze slowly moved upwards, from the ring to Sheikh's face, which was calm and seemed to be lost in thought.
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1782 Division World.
The system, holding its breath, exclaimed, "How could you do this!"
Are these people crazy? How come they're all so good at finding loopholes and exploiting loopholes?
"What's the rush?" Mu Bai said slowly, listening to the tinkling of the wind chimes. "If you won't give him something useful, I'll give it to him myself. What's the problem?"
"You're helping him cheat; he shouldn't have been born in the first place."
"It's not up to you."
Mu Bai looked up at the sky. He couldn't find his own child, but he could cross the world and be drawn to Shekh.
That tiny seed was carried there by the guide.
Frost left a mark on her, using her own life force. What was she planning to do?
Listening to the system's resentful nagging, he comforted it, "Don't worry, I'm about to die, I don't have the strength to do anything else."
The system was rendered speechless by Mu Bai's words; it didn't sound like comfort, but rather a blatant threat.
It's like, "If you don't let me deliver it, I'll just die right now," a "what the hell" attitude.
But the Great Rift Valley is still there; he absolutely cannot die, or the world will cease to exist.
Just this once…
"I couldn't do it a second time even if you asked me to." Mu Bai smiled. "Let's go, I'm annoyed just looking at you."
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