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Ye Fang simply cleaned up his room, a laser sword that he couldn't use, and a bedside table that broke in half.

Whether this is appropriate or not is difficult to determine.

After dinner, Ye Fang called out the system and started the lottery.

The system was as sensitive and quick as ever, and quickly responded to Ye Fang's request.

【In the lottery.】

【The lottery has been completed.】

[The items for this lottery are: a toy gun that can fire any bullet (charge every three hours, and store up to seven bullets).]

【The rating of this lottery item is: Eight.】

Accompanied by the system's prompt, a toy gun with a strange shape appeared in front of Ye Fang's eyes - it was about the size of an ordinary gun, the overall shape was very soft, and the color was quite "colorful".

It is difficult for anyone to feel wary when they see such a thing.

"This is something that can confuse others - of course, the premise is that this thing is indeed lethal."

Ye Fang thought of the fruit knife he drew for the first lottery, and his heart was extremely distressed.

And on one side of this toy gun, there is an equally cartoonish display screen, with two sets of numbers on it, namely the time when the bullets were stored and the number of bullets in the toy gun at this moment.

And now that number is 0.

Ye Fang shook his head and stuffed the gun into his watch space, then stood up and dealt with his hygiene issues and was ready to go to bed.

In the world of the Matrix, he had not slept for twenty-four hours, and more than ten hours before heading to the world of the Matrix, Ye Fang had not closed his eyes for at least nearly forty hours at this moment.

It seemed as if just as I fell asleep, the dark world spread out in Ye Fang's "view".

In that dark world, the slight light seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the outline in the field of vision seemed to be slightly clearer.

And such a dream still ended at the moment when Ye Fang turned around, and that world of infinite light seemed to be the other side where the legendary soul went.

...

...

Ye Fang got up early the next day.

His life was still simple. He boarded the bus in a hurry, received the spiritual bombardment of Su Jingqing all the way, and then started his work life this day.

In this way, it was a normal life for nearly two weeks.

On this day, Ye Fang once again visited the noodle restaurant downstairs in the unit at noon. Everyone remembered correctly. It was the one that Ye Fang wanted to visit before traveling through the borderland of Tomorrow.

Ye Fang pushed the door and walked in. He was already a regular visitor here. He found a place to sit down and ordered a bowl of noodles and a plate of side dishes, and then fell into waiting.

Ye Fang has a little habit. During this waiting time, he never plays or chews QQ, but falls into some kind of thinking.

But on this day, Ye Fang did not think about it for a long time, and then noticed that someone sat on the chair opposite him.

He was an old man about sixty years old, with loose and white hair and a bit of gray beard, but he was very kind, just like a kind old man on TV. If the designer in the Matrix looked like a "domineering grandpa president", then this one was definitely the so-called a kind old man in the countryside, and he gave people a feeling of infinite closeness at first glance.

His dress was also very ordinary, and his outfit was extremely suitable for people of this age, making him look no different from the old man on the ordinary streets.

This person is ordinary everywhere, from the inside out, giving people the feeling of being the most ordinary passerby on the street.

But at this moment, he sat accurately in front of Ye Fang, and this Sichuan noodle restaurant is far from being overcrowded.

So……

Ye Fang glanced at him without saying a word, and continued to remain silent and contemplative.

The old man just watched quietly, watching Ye Fang remain silent.

Ye Fang, he had no intention of speaking.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the waiter brought Ye Fangdian noodles and side dishes and no one said a word.

Then Ye Fang picked up the chopsticks and started eating, and the old man just looked at it without saying a word, and even his expression did not change. He smiled slightly, giving people a kind feeling, but sometimes it made people feel like a puppet-like feeling.

Ye Fang, this guy didn't seem to care about someone watching the whole process of eating. He just ate with his head down. He ate very carefully and slowly - he had quite enough time.

So, the two of them sat down to Ye Fang without saying a word and ate the whole bowl of noodles.

Then, Ye Fang wiped his mouth with a napkin, looked at the person in front of him, and finally said, "After saying that, what are you going to do? Want to do a ritual for me?"

Seeing Ye Fang speak, the old man smiled and said, "Mr. Ye Fang, recently you have a lot of extra money in your private account."

When he heard this sentence at first, Ye Fang's expression did not change at all: "I'm not called a private account, I'm not that high-end, I'm called a passbook."

The old man stared at Ye Fang for a while, and the smile on his face became more and more intense: "Okay, these days - you have a lot of extra funds on your passbook and bank card, and this money should not be what you can earn at your current job."

Ye Fang sighed and said, "Since you know how much money you have in my card, you are still making such a mess around - I have an online store on Taobao, and of course all this money comes from here."

The old man said: "As far as I know..."

Ye Fang interrupted without hesitation: "As far as you know, the items I have listed online for sale are not something that ordinary people can take out."

The old man smiled, and the smile on his face finally changed in some subtle change at this moment, from the simple and close smile just now to dangerous: "Ye Fang...you are a smart person."

Ye Fang was silent for a moment and leaned back on the back of the chair. He did not choose to continue the previous topic because the other party's words were already quite obvious.

It obviously made Ye Fang more alert.

He leaned on the back of the chair and asked with a smile: "So... tell me, who are you...what are you going to do to me?"

The old man said: "You don't have to be so alert to me - Mr. Ye Fang, I have no malicious intentions towards you. I just hope to remind you by explaining my understanding of you."

Ye Fang smiled and said, "This is not a clever threat."

The old man said: "I don't have this intention. I just hope that Mr. Ye Fang, you can continue to maintain your life, not interfere, and not participate in any incidents that have nothing to do with you."

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Chapter completed!