"My family is holding a funeral." The other party hesitated for a while.

China is so large that although cremation has been implemented, there are still some differences in funeral customs in various places. For example, a large range of funeral customs around Dongzhou is to rent a crystal coffin at home for 7 days, and only be sent to the funeral home after the "first seventh" ends. If it is a family that is particularly conservative and superstitious, or if the deceased has many relatives and friends during his lifetime, it is difficult to gather around the world, or if the family is very rich, it is specially invited to ask monks and nuns to recite scriptures and salvation, and so on, etc., the funeral can be extended to 14 or even 21 days.

In families that hold funerals, except for relatives and friends who express their grief, no one usually comes to the house. In the case of neither relatives nor bad things, you will not invite others to come to your house when you hold funerals.

But this is not a problem for Zhang Cheng. Compared to the imminent crisis, what is this matter?

"This matter may be very important." Zhang Cheng typed these words with the keyboard, which was also a test.

"About my brother?"

"I think so."

The other party did not reply in time, obviously hesitated for a moment. But in the end, he sent an address.

Zhang Cheng looked at it and found that it was not Dongzhou City, but it was in the same province.

If this distance was put in place, it would be very troublesome, but it was nothing in this era. The high-speed rail was convenient and fast, and the medium and short distances were just about to go there. It took only two hours to go there. Zhang Zhike bought the ticket online, then got up and walked towards the gate.

However, when I was hurriedly trying to go out, I stepped on something slippery on my feet and almost fell down.

I don’t know when there were a few more balls on the ground, which were the small balls that Zhang Cheng had seen before, suspected to be made of plastic or resin materials, or can be called beads.

There were five or six beads, and I don’t know when they appeared on the floor. Zhang Cheng could be sure that these things were of unknown origin.

The windows and doors are closed well, and everything in the room is where they should be. Obviously, it is not a gentleman on the beam to come to the door. In fact, if there is a gentleman on the beam to come to the door, he should take things instead of leaving things.

This was originally something that was worth surprise and even studying, but Zhang Cheng did not have any time to care about such a small matter at this moment? He took a broom and swept five or six small balls on the ground under the bed (this was to make them roll around without any place, causing him to accidentally step on them and slip), and immediately went out.

Modern transportation conditions are really different from those of the wilderness era. Think about it, Zhang Cheng was also the fastest means of transportation in another world, that is, the chariot. But it took half a day to walk thirty or forty kilometers. The high-speed rail was one or two hours, and hundreds of kilometers. In ancient times, it was not a thousand miles a day, but a thousand miles a day, and the gods and immortals were flying in the clouds and fog.

The high-speed rail was moving forward at an unimaginable speed in the wilderness era, feeling the slight vibration of the carriage, and looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, Zhang Cheng's mood became nervous.

There is no supernatural ability on earth, nor that incredible panel. He is an ordinary person. What he has to face this time is probably the supernatural ability that he does not understand at all.

Although the other party called the game a relic of his brother, as the saying goes, you don’t even know if the other party is a dog through the Internet. You can only use the other party’s words as a reference, but don’t take them seriously. You’ll be stupid if you take them seriously.

What is going on with this game and this time travel? The special abilities of the superpowered person? The magic of the mysterious wizard? The exploration of the mad scientist? Or is it an alien black technology?

Anyway, no matter what I think, I think this is too incredible.

If a relative and friend encounter such a thing at this moment, Zhang Cheng thinks he absolutely does not believe it. Even if the relative and friend use an extremely sincere tone and attitude, he will feel that the other party has hallucinations or even mental illness. After all, it is impossible to prove that the soul passes through and then the soul passes back.

So, in the end, I can only rely on my own strength to investigate, and can’t I expect the help of others at all?

Damn, I am just an ordinary person. I am an ordinary person in terms of financial ability and IQ. If I really have an evil force similar to the umbrella company, I don’t seem to have any way to fight it!

The technological progress in modern society has formed huge conveniences.

For example, the talent of "road ill" was definitely a great flaw in ancient times, and even a disaster for some professions, but there is no problem in modern times. A mobile app completely solves this problem. Even in a completely unfamiliar city, Zhang Cheng easily arrived at the address given by the Anonymous.

By the way, Anonymous is the other person’s name on Penguin Chat, just like Zhang Cheng’s online name on Penguin Chat is called “Game Master”.

Although he knew that he was just a powerless ordinary person, Zhang Cheng tried his best to be cautious and cautious within his ability. He did not come to the door directly, but after he arrived at the place, he conducted a reconnaissance within a range of hundreds of meters. At least he understood the surrounding environment and confirmed that this was a very ordinary community, and then he came to the target location close to the distance.

Fortunately, there is indeed a funeral here. There is no need to do anything else, just look at the rows of wreaths placed downstairs of your target.

The obituary was posted on the wall outside, proving that a young man who was only in his twenties died here. The cause of death was ambiguously written "Deceased due to illness", but did not explain what the disease was. And if you stand still, you can hear the typical religious music upstairs. Generally speaking, this kind of music will only be broadcast at funerals.

This shouldn't be a trap.

"Do you live on the fourth floor..." Zhang Cheng walked up the stairs slowly. This community is a half-old and not new. There is no elevator in this building, but the fourth floor is not very high, and no elevator will not affect life.

I didn't feel it downstairs yet, but after I arrived at the second floor, I could hear the sound that obviously did not belong to the sorrow and joy.

It is easy to tell that it is the intense and rapid voice of adult men and women. Speaking of speaking is more similar to shouting, because the voice is so high that even the loud sorrow and joy cannot be suppressed.

The speaker does not use Mandarin, but some kind of dialect that Zhang Cheng is not familiar with. But even if he doesn't understand the specific content, he can naturally understand based on the voice itself: this is a quarrel.

There is someone in a family that is holding a funeral.

Zhang Cheng walked to the fourth floor, the door was open, and the sound of quarrels could be very clear now. Judging from the sound, there were a large number of people quarreling inside, not a dispute between two or three people.

Zhang Cheng walked in. There was no monk and Taoist priest chanting in the house. There was only a cabinet in the middle with the portrait of the deceased, surrounded by flower baskets, and dressed up as a barely qualified mourning hall. The body of the deceased should be placed in a room next to him. However, he didn't have time to see it because the people in the room had noticed the uninvited guest.

"Are you?" A young girl came up.

When you see a strange woman, your first impression is usually about the other person's appearance. But for some reason, Zhang Cheng's first impression when he saw this girl was not the other person's appearance, but the other person's fatigue.

A kind of fatigue and boredom that is almost engraved in the depths of the body from the inside out.

This is almost impossible for a young man to appear. It is important to know that the girl is very young. Zhang Cheng feels that the other person is younger than him. He feels that he should be a college student or at least he has just entered society. But for some reason, this first impression is extremely strong.

"Uh... this is... that... I'm here to find someone." Zhang Cheng was a little embarrassed. He could now be sure that this was not a trap. Even if it was a trap, the level of this trap exceeded the level he could see through.

"Game Master?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and a word suddenly appeared.

"Ah, Anonymous?" Zhang Cheng hesitated and replied.

"It's you, you're really here." Anonymous, the girl, smiled.

There was a burst of roar in the room, mixed with dialects that Zhang Cheng couldn't understand, but a fool could guess that this was a curse.

Although quarrels are very common, quarrels during funerals... anyone knows that this is not right.

"It's a little noisy," Anonymous said in an awkward tone. "Let's go to a quiet place."

After a while, the two of them came to a small tea bar next to the community.

"It makes you laugh." After taking the seat, Anonymous said. "My name is Chen Wenwen."

"Zhang Cheng." Zhang Cheng replied simply. Now he can basically believe in the other party's environment... He probably is not a wizard or superpower, and it does not pose a threat to him. But another kind of panic surges in his heart. Perhaps this girl doesn't know anything. If that's true, he may really not find any clues to solve the crisis.

"That... can I know what happened?" Zhang Cheng felt that the funeral was obviously abnormal.

"My brother is dead." Chen Wenwen hesitated for a moment and said. "The doctor said it was sudden death. It is said that it was arachnoid hemorrhage in the brain... I don't know much. According to the doctor, it is caused by staying up late, smoking, and irregular life. In short, it is a sudden death."

Although it is a pity to die at a young age, it is just a greater sadness, not this kind of quarrel. So Zhang Cheng held his breath and waited quietly for the other party to explain further.

"He graduated from college here, and then stayed here and found a job for three or five years." Chen Wenwen raised her head, as if recalling something. "I don't know the specifics. Every year he only goes home during the Chinese New Year. At the beginning, he should have a hard time because he goes home empty-handed. But the years have improved, and every time he comes back, he has a lot of gifts. I remember he told me that he gathered a few friends to start a business and started a company... But some relatives came here to inquire, but when they got in the company, they said that there was no such person at all. They said that he seemed to have been fired by the company for a long time... I still remember..."

Her voice came to an abrupt end. "Of course, it's meaningless to say this now."

Whether it is a company that is a boss who reaches the peak of his life or is fired by the company and has nowhere to fall into the bottom of society, there is no difference between the two because people are dead.

Death is the fairest thing in the world. Everyone in the world dies, and in the face of death, all living beings are equal.

"Then just now?" Zhang Cheng still didn't quite understand.

"This house belongs to my brother." Chen Wenwen said.

Zhang Cheng almost immediately understood this situation. This is a battle for inheritance rights!

Her brother is so young, probably without a wife and children, and died suddenly, so he obviously would not have a will. According to Chinese laws, everyone knows that parents, children and spouses are the first heirs. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a wife and children. Parents can inherit the inheritance, and there is nothing to argue about. But if you have to say that, if everything can be followed by the law, there will be no conflict in this society.

It’s okay in big cities, but this kind of scene will occur in many rural areas. This has a classic name, called “Eat the Difficult House”. It’s simple and clear, and it’s clear at a glance.

If the deceased had no property, it might not have happened. But the deceased left a house with considerable size in the city. No matter how the house will be in the future, at least it will be worth at least several million if it is sold now. It is natural for this kind of inheritance to cause competition.

From this point of view, no matter what Mr. Chen Wenwen does, she is at least a successful person in this society. After all, she has been alone in a big city and spent five or six years to buy her own house. This is definitely a small achievement. The annual salary is probably no less than one million. It is not impossible to understand why she died suddenly when she is too busy at work.

"That game?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help asking. In fact, this is the focus of his concern.

"I found some words in my brother's computer," Chen Wenwen said. "It seems to be related to this game. Maybe it's a diary, but it's too fragmentary. In short, my brother thinks this game determines his future and he has spent a lot of money..."

Zhang Cheng's expression changed. It may be inexplicable to put this matter on an uninformed third party, but Zhang Cheng understands the power behind this game.

"I'm crazy." Chen Wenwen said. "Maybe, he's just developing a game."

This is obviously not a reasonable answer. Because anyone can understand after starting the game, they will understand that this thing is not Chinese! You say that a Chinese person does not use his native language to develop games, but uses other inexplicable languages? This is not normal no matter how you look at it.
Chapter completed!