Yu Qirong propped up his chin and looked up at the people outside the railing leisurely. Compared with those people outside, he looked more like a hunter.
Facing other people's questions, he just answered lightly: "Although I am not a human in the actual sense, I still have a deep understanding of human beings. Some people like low-risk and low-return things, while others like high-risk and high-return things, right?"
The leader did not give the order to stop, but showed some hesitation on his face. What the Lord God admitted was definitely more reliable than what the cunning NPC said. But perhaps because the other party's expression was too calm, he actually had some kind of belief.
But this belief was not enough to make him turn against his allies immediately and make a big gamble.
The wear marks on the railing continued to grow, and even a gap appeared faintly. Not to mention Mirror Ghost, even Tang Xingfei, who was standing behind Yu Qirong, straightened his back faintly, ready to fight at any time.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Mirror Ghost immediately turned around and went to the haunted house to call out all his companions. As soon as the two forces met, there was a tense atmosphere, as if sparks would pop out at any time.
Yu Qirong, who was stuck in the middle, seemed particularly relaxed. He even felt that waiting like this was no big deal. He took out a college textbook from the warehouse, and then a bag of potato chips, opened them, and ate them while holding the book with his other hand, turning over a page in a while.
Although his memories had returned, Yu Qirong found that he was still very interested in this human knowledge. Because of his ability to understand, he read very quickly.
He sat there, undoubtedly like a beautiful painting, but the people present were not in the mood to appreciate it.
"Brother Du, Chen Xing's men are here. We stopped them at the street corner."
The voice of the subordinates reporting was not loud, and only the two of them should be able to hear it. But when Du Teng subconsciously looked at the person on the other side of the railing, the white-haired beauty looked over here with her chin in her hand. There was some teasing on her beautiful face, and a smile on the corner of her lips, as if she was laughing at their stupidity.
Perhaps it was because of his superior appearance that he did not feel disgusted even if someone made an annoying expression.
Du Teng's heart skipped a beat, and he was still hesitant, but his tone was very firm: "You heard it, Shen Xing's people can't come."
The white-haired beauty withdrew her gaze, only slightly raised her head to look at the sky, and then continued to lower her head to read her book, still leisurely and calm.
wrong.
Du Teng's heart sank and he frowned. He knew that the reinforcements he had called for would not come, but he was still so calm. Either he believed that Shenxing Guild could still break through their Hongmeng blockade, or...
Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard a clang, and then his men happily reported to him, "President, the door is open!"
The lock of the railing was opened, and it was obvious that now for them, entering the amusement park was as easy as entering an empty space without any obstacles.
"Ah, I didn't expect you guys to be so fast." Yu Qirong sighed, closed the book and put it on his lap, gathered some white dots of light on his fingertips, then casually moved forward and sighed, "It's a pity that it's not the time I want yet, please wait with me for a while."
The black fog lifted the ban on weapons in the main urban area. It didn't give these people a chance to kill Yu Qirong. It just gave them some ability to resist and delay, and caused Yu Qirong some minor troubles that were not serious.
Du Teng saw his actions, although he didn't know what Yu Qirong was going to do, he realized that Yu Qirong was not the kind of person who would sit there and wait for death. He immediately pushed open the door and rushed towards where Yu Qirong was.
The white light at Yu Qirong's fingertips dissipated with his movements, quickly enveloping the entire amusement park, forming a transparent, milky white film that separated the people inside and outside.
Du Teng took out his weapon from the warehouse and slashed at the film without blinking.
His weapon is a Grim Reaper's scythe, which is as tall as him. The blade is curved like a crescent moon, but the edge is as cold and sharp as the moonlight. This is not just a flashy knife. Half of the reason why he can survive in countless S-level copies is that this scythe is so sharp that it can chop down ghosts and monsters without any problem.
Therefore, when he saw that the sickle had cut a deep dent in the film, Du Teng's expression did not change at all. He gripped the handle of the knife with both hands and continued to push hard. When he reached the limit where he thought the film should break, no matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward any further.
A few seconds later, Du Teng was bounced back with the knife due to the recoil force. Fortunately, his men behind him caught him in time, otherwise he might have fallen to the ground and lost face.
He signaled to his men that he was fine, and then looked at the protective shield, only to be surprised to find that the protective shield, which seemed easy to puncture, had returned to its original shape without any trace of being cut.
"Oh my god, Qiqi, you are so awesome!" Mirror Ghost clapped happily as he looked at the enemy who not only failed to succeed but was instead defeated.
Yu Qirong turned around and smiled, his eyes fell on Tang Xingfei who was hesitant to speak behind him. He paused for a moment, as if he wanted to listen to what he wanted to say.
Tang Xingfei relaxed his frown and whispered, "You are still soft-hearted."
The protective shield created by Yu Qirong, who had regained his authority and power, was more than just a protective function. It even bounced back so gently without the slightest intention of counterattack.
"After all, they are my people." Yu Qirong turned his head, turned a page, and spoke in a flat tone.
Tang Xingfei tightened his grip on the handle of the short blade, lowered his eyes to look at the top of Yu Qirong's head, with a myriad of mixed feelings in his heart.
Because they were his people, he could forgive and comfort them even if they raised a knife against him.
Tang Xingfei has done so many wrong things, but he can still stand here. Is it because he is his people? Is he different from others?
He still remembered what the player said to him in order to incite him to rebel during the Lunar Eclipse.
No one will have real emotions towards NPCs.
The more he participated in the dungeon, the more he noticed this. Lu Zichu told him that Yu Qirong had no human emotions at all. He could not empathize with NPCs like them or players. "This was before he recovered his memory. If he recovered his memory, we would be no different from ants in his eyes."
Indeed, no one would have any feelings for ants.
So, what Yu Qirong did to him before was just a casual act of a high-ranking person teasing a pet when he was bored, or was he really...
The fear of being replaced and abandoned appeared in Tang Xingfei's mind all the time, so much so that when he dreamed of their first meeting in the middle of the night, it seemed like the eve of their separation.
Sometimes he would think like Lu Zichu, that it would be great if Yu Qirong could always be under his control and only look at him.
But this thought would attract the black fog from the same source, torturing him and leaving him covered in wounds.
Some of the wounds on his body were caused by the Lord God, but some were caused by the evil thoughts in his heart, and he deserved it.
When evil thoughts came to him, he read over and over again the love letters that Yu Qirong had not given to anyone else. Only in this way did he feel that he was at least special and could his insecure heart be temporarily relieved.
Yu Qirong didn't notice Tang Xingfei's complicated mental activity, and just glanced at the sky again without leaving any trace. He was waiting, waiting for the right time.
After Du Teng tried, other players also attacked the protective shield, but were all bounced back without exception. This barrier was like a burglar-proof door that was stronger than the lock on the door, keeping out everyone who was not welcome.
"If it's a prop, it's at least an S-level prop."
Du Teng turned to look at the item appraiser in the guild. The items sent by the Lord God did not have any ratings, but there was a person in their guild whose item was a pair of glasses that could see special energy, so they would send the items to him for appraisal.
And now, their prop appraiser, holding the legs of his glasses, looked at the protective shield that appeared in front of them with an incredible look on his face, and expressed what he saw to others incoherently: "It's all light! It's all energy! This is the brightest thing I have ever seen, not even the president's weapon is this bright!"
"..." Du Teng opened his mouth, lowered his head and looked at the sickle in his hand, and suddenly felt that this weapon was worthless.
Du Teng turned around and looked carefully at the most eye-catching person in the protective cover. He was attractive enough just by sitting there without doing anything.
But he really did nothing. He ignored the players who were trying to kill him, as if he didn't care at all.
But he was clearly waiting for something, otherwise there would be no need to stay here with them. At first he thought he was waiting for someone from the Shenxing Guild, but now it seems that this was just an excuse. He didn't care whether they would really come or not.
Du Teng lowered his eyes, his mind never stopping thinking.
He originally thought that this was just an ordinary extermination activity by the Lord God to eliminate the NPC who accidentally escaped from the copy, but he did not expect that this NPC had so many secrets.
He is not waiting for reinforcements, and he has the ability to fight against them, but he just moved a stool here to read a book. What is he waiting for?
Remembering that Yu Qirong had casually glanced at the sky before, Du Teng paused and also looked up at the sky.
The sky was an unchanging azure blue, as if someone had pasted a blue color card on it. It looked beautiful, but it didn't look natural or real.
Anyone who has lived in the main urban area for a long time knows that the sky in the main urban area is fake, and the switch between night and day is extremely abrupt, as if the azure color card was taken away and replaced with black.
The sun and the moon do not move, and they cannot regulate the climate. At best, they are just a source of light. As we all know, the main urban area has a constant temperature.
He looked at the sun hanging in the sky without any burden, not worrying about his retina being burned by the heat from the fake sun.
But the next second he realized something was wrong. Du Teng closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, then he opened his eyes and reached out his hand vaguely towards the sun.
The men around him saw his action and asked him in confusion: "What's wrong with the president? Are you feeling unwell?"
Du Teng stopped where he was, staring blankly at the light shining through the gaps in his palms. He felt the warmth in his palms that he had not felt in the inner city for a long time.
"Sun, is there any temperature now?" he asked.
The people in Hongmeng were stunned, and then they all looked up at the sky. Someone wondered, "Strange, the sun didn't seem to be here just now, but isn't the sun in the inner city fake and doesn't move?"
Du Teng's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at the man, "What did you say?"
That person was just an unknown little character in Hongmeng, and had never communicated with the president. When Du Teng looked at him like that, he stuttered: "I, I, I... I mean, just now when I went out, the sun didn't seem to be here. It changed its position... Well, it seemed to have become smaller."
Du Teng could see his nervousness, so he didn't say anything more after he finished speaking. He just turned around and looked at Yu Qirong who was still in the sun.
Does the change in the sun have anything to do with him? This mysterious and powerful NPC?
And what he said, can they go home?
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