"Mianmian? It sounds like a nickname of some kind, right?"

"I know so much." Simire also felt a little regretful.

"It's hard to check, too." Albert rubbed his eyebrows. He had just woken up from a dream.

"Maybe we can check it out from the player called 'Shi Sui', such as his interpersonal relationships and family background." Simeer suggested.

"This..." Albert hesitated.

"It's really not good to violate other people's privacy." Simere understood.

"Um."

Albert recalled his dream. He stood in the crowd, beside him a stranger in black clothes and black skirts.

It was not until he heard a man's low and slow voice and understood the meaning of each syllable that Albert realized that this was a funeral.

"I..." Albert wanted to avoid Simere's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to look at him.

"I plan to protect the underlying data, such as opening up an independent storage space or other restrictions, and try to eliminate the possibility of interference from the inside."

Simere was slightly surprised, opened her mouth and looked away, "It's good, so that she can avoid being like every year... making trouble."

"It won't be soon!" Albert was a little anxious, and silence came immediately, and he sighed.

"It will definitely take some time, and it will definitely take longer than checking the player's information."

Simere nodded and smiled "Albert, thank you."

"I should say 'I'm sorry' to you." Albert smiled bitterly.

Simire shook her head and looked up at the newborn sun in the virtual world, allowing the sun to fill her eyes.

Another kind of sunshine in my memory has faded away without realizing it, and the fear that I dare not look at it has faded away. The only thing I still remember is the warmth that makes people lazy and satisfying.

"How is the weather recently? Is it still raining?"

"Well, it's often a little rainy, but it's not too cold."

The two watched the sunrise quietly, one saw the end of the night, and one saw the beginning of the day.

"What do you want to do..." Albert looked straight ahead. For the first time, he felt the cruelty and flexibility of the language.

"Be an ordinary player who is not very ordinary." Simire smiled slightly.

The white robe suddenly turned black, and the luxurious and holy staff peeled off layer by layer, revealing a pair of metacarpal bones praying to heaven.

Simire lowered her head and her eyebrows closed, and the closed metacarpal bones gradually opened. The ten slender finger bones each clenched into fists, twisting strangely together.

"If I say I triggered the hidden profession, will anyone believe it?" Simire looked at his new outfit with satisfaction.

"Of course some people believe that there are many dark mages hidden in the city of Usher, and some people have been curious for a long time." Albert withdrew his gaze that fell on the bone staff.

"I feel that the days ahead will be very interesting." Simere smiled freely.

"What are you going to do?" Albert was curious.

"Go and see what happened to that caravan. It is logical that they should have triggered a new plot."

"Are you going to go straight to them and join them?" Albert was a little surprised. The man had just met the Christmas clown mercenary group, and the process seemed very unpleasant.

"I hope that the president will be clearer, more motivated, and solve the problem as soon as possible." Ximier frowned slightly.

The setting of the demon clan was mainly planned by him, and his weaknesses and strengths were also obvious. For the time being, only some low-level ordinary people were rampant in the Huaxia area, but those who were active on this trade route were relatively difficult to encounter with the demon clans that the caravan was about to encounter.

So he hopes that the world will dominate this trade route, so he does not want too many players to be active on this unexplored trade route.

If anyone in the current Huaxia area can fight against the demon clan hidden in the caravan, then only the president of Xingtianxia is old.

Low-level ordinary goods will indeed only affect the NC, and the destructive power of the higher demons is not only that.

The destructive power of the demon clan is reflected in "emotion".

The demon who was attracted and sneaked into the Kirin Army is aggravating the impact of a certain emotion on the players around him bit by bit

fear.

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Just like every day in reality, today's sun rises as usual.

This summer, he counted the number of people and found Zheng Qi who was already out of the camp. When Wu Jian and Mu Shi saw him coming, they had already avoided him far away.

"Some people have not been online yet, let's wait."

Zheng Qi swept across the team that was walking around the world and saw about one-fifth of the players sitting cross-legged on the ground without moving their eyes.

The remaining people looked bad, and from time to time, they looked back and glanced at the Westerners who were also stretched to go on the road. They stood tighter, and a few girls were looking around at somewhere in the distance with enthusiasm.

"Sanchi Shui hasn't come yet, so is Songqing, let's wait a little longer."

Zheng Qi turned his head and walked around from behind Shisui every year. He raised his eyebrows and saw Qi Youfeng standing alone behind the crowd.

"Did you not arrange your departure time?" Zheng Qi asked a lot, his eyes fell back to Shi Sui.

"I've arranged it. I probably suffered a big impact in a short period of time, and I feel a little depressed, and I'm not in high spirits for the time being." This is the year's helplessness.

The night of murder was dark and windy. Last night, the moon was like water, but the wind and snow were also rippling into a river. But the people who created the bloody crime were neither enemies nor friends, and wandered behind everyone like ghosts, making everyone very nervous.

Even if he was so calm, when he closed his eyes last night, he could not help but recall the countless white spots on the woman's neck like dead eyes. The tife with mixed screams, splashing liquid and ruptured skulls were always hovering in his mind.

"They won't hurt others for no reason." Niannian said unintentionally.

If there is a reason, it may not be necessary.

"How about I let them follow from afar? Then everyone will not see them." Nian Nian actively proposed.

"It's better to be good, just put it under your nose and feel more at ease." Song Qing, who had just been online, walked over with her temples and said hello to Nian weakly.

Seeing him like this, Nian Nian was embarrassed to find fault. When he looked at him, he looked at him with a look of fatigue and was a little guilty inside.

"It's not your business, and it has nothing to do with them," Shisui rubbed her hair. "Everyone really needs a rest. It's not uncommon for a while before. After all, we are also the number one guild in Huaxia District. The ones I selected to participate in this world mission are all elites."

Although facing Nian Nian, it is more like talking to those depressed players.

Niannian realized this and looked at Song Qing who had quietly taken a step back, and decided to follow suit.

Yes, holding down Nian Nian's shoulders, and a steady and powerful voice came into the ears of every player present.

"Do you remember how we encountered those poisonous scorpions? Do you remember how we looked when we faced that giant scorpion? Now they are just a few players with higher levels than us. They are just showing us the strength we will have in the end. We should be even more excited."

"That is the mercenary group affiliated to my sister, and it is our companion. When did our players in the world learn to be afraid of their companions' strength?"

"And to say powerful words," Shi Sui lowered her head and smiled, "Who can be stronger than this little kid next to me?"

Every Nian scratched her face embarrassedly. She did not tell the twins what they talked about, nor did she tell him that she wanted to "accomplish laws and regulations" for a period of time.

With just the ability of an elf archer, Nian really dare not say how powerful he is.

"We will rest on the spot today. If you want to go offline, just go and watch the movie and listen to music, take some time to have a good meal, adjust your mood, and let's set off again tomorrow morning."

It was so late that he clapped his hands and disbanded the team. He turned around to apologize to Zheng Qi who was pondering and silent.

"Sorry, we have to delay another day."

Zheng Qi waved his hand and ordered the Qilin Army to bury the stove and cook, and set up camp again. Seeing Zheng Qi's actions, Wu Jian and Mu Shi had to patience to settle the soldiers.

"I have no other intentions, nor is it a shirk responsibility," Zheng Qi hesitated, "Don't you think...these people's emotions are not right?"

"What's wrong?" Yi Sui frowned.

"It's so unspeakable," Zheng Qi also knew that his words were really unconvincing, so he changed the topic, "Will those demons really affect the players?"

"Temporary intelligence shows that they will only possess NC."

"It's not possession, it's influence, the kind of disturbing the mind."

Zheng Qi corrected it seriously.

"There is no such thing as this. When I was attacked by the horse bandits yesterday, everything was normal, but it was only from..." Shi Sui sighed. He shrank his neck every year.

Zheng Qi stroked the helmet in his hand, and was also somewhat suspicious of his guess.

When the big mouse snatched away every year last night, these players in the world were still very motivated. The president, who always knows how to paddle, even left the stage and blew a song to break the formation.
Chapter completed!