There is a class on Monday morning, and it’s the first period.

Because of the rain, the lights in the classroom were turned on... Although it was not as gloomy and cold as outside, the drowsy voice of the old professor lecturing made the classroom seem dull.

I don’t know what my sister is doing at home.

Because of the rain, Zhang Xiaoqin chose to rest at home today. Continuous exercise also requires rest. Only by combining work and rest can he recover better.

Zhao Le in the classroom was thinking about his sister, and suddenly felt the problem of a limited perspective for human beings.

Not being able to know what the people you care about are going through in different situations at the same time can always make people feel a little uneasy... And misfortunes often happen at such times.

Yes, the world is turning every minute, and every moment those people who are related to or do not want to be related to themselves are making their own turns... Where will their sight go?

Maybe while watching the same TV series.

In this way, the uneasiness hidden in the heart will be reduced to a minimum...because you can have an overview of the plot, because you don't have to be limited to a certain character's perspective...because of God's perspective.

Also because... nothing will happen that is beyond the scope of one's abilities.

Unknowingly, Zhao Le was already in a state of trance, thinking about many irrelevant things... A dull classroom on a rainy day seemed to be the best breeding ground for imagination.

You, have been here.

Chen Mingming's words suddenly appeared in Zhao Le's mind, pulling his thoughts back to the silent classroom in an instant.

He suddenly broke into a cold sweat and looked around subconsciously... He did not see Chen Mingming's figure.

Sure enough, he will never come to school again.

Zhao Le put up his textbook, lowered his head and looked at the social software on his mobile phone, where the account of a special person was stored...a blank account avatar.

That person said that unless something special happens, it is best not to have more contact, let alone the idea of ​​trying to meet. If he wants to maintain his own life, just pretend that nothing has happened.

Zhao Le has always followed this principle. In the past few months, the only time he has not tried to contact the other party was when he inexplicably received a handful of silver.

The other party only answered with two words: No.

Zhao Le even instinctively didn't believe the other party's answer... He had always lived a very peaceful and regular life. Only the other party had a specific intersection with him at a specific time.

Because the other person is the only one who knows the other side of himself.

After all, he still couldn't keep calm from his conversation with Chen Mingming last night, and once again broke his promise with the other party.

I heard that the police found the place where the freezers were sold, and they may have a clue.

This is the text that Zhao Le typed, but it was not sent... He pondered for a while, quickly deleted this text, and typed another line of text.

In fact, when he asked about the silver pistol last time, Zhao Le regretted it later and wondered whether such words would leave any traces on the Internet.

So this time he became more cautious.

How are you doing lately?

After a moment of waiting, Zhao Le finally waited for the other party's response... The other party's response made Zhao Le stunned.

Who are you?

Seeing such an answer, Zhao Le was a little surprised for a moment, but then he thought about it, I am afraid that the other party is more careful than himself... Maybe the other party is even under some kind of surveillance?

‘Who are you?’ may seem like just confusion, but it may also be a signal from the other party: Don’t try to contact me?

Zhao Le pondered for a moment, opened the junk messages on his phone, copied one of them, and sent it.

Successfully predicted ‘Tiger’ on Saturday, (33), Shishicai/pk10 and other plans + Xiaomei v-letter: 34132512

After waiting for a while again, the other party still did not respond.

When Zhao Le copied and sent the same content again, it was already shown that the sender was sent by: You did not add the other party as a friend.

Is the other party really already in a dangerous situation?

Instantly, Zhao Le felt uneasy... Because of his perspective, he could not touch everyone related to him.

He couldn't help but become worried.

You, have been here.

In Zhao Le's mind, the words that Chen Mingming said while standing under the streetlight, like a ghost, sounded again.

Will he tell what happened last night?

His father must also be investigating this case... What should I do?

Zhao Le's mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. In this cold weather, sweat appeared on his forehead... The bell rang, and the lecturer and students left one after another, but Zhao Le still didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the classroom administrator arrived, ready to lock the door, and patted Zhao Le on the shoulder that he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his face even turned pale.

"Classmate, are you okay?"

"No...no, I'm thinking of something, I'm sorry, I'll leave."

Zhao Le then hurriedly packed up his things and left the classroom.

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"Really! Am I kidding?"

Luo Qiu rarely receives a call from Ren Ziling in the morning. He received it this morning.

I could only hear Editor-in-Chief Ren chattering on the phone at the moment. He didn't look like someone announcing good news at all. Instead, he looked like he was participating in a prank show and was yelling like a guest who was being pranked.

Probably Song Ying was behind the scenes...

Luo Qiu thought to himself, with Ren Ziling's work style, let alone promotion, being able to keep her current position is probably a blessing from God, right?

Contacting the fact that the Song family had recently begun to inject funds into the local area, Luo Qiu easily figured out the connection between them. Naturally, it was not worth buying information.

Besides, just giving Ren Ziling a promotion so that she can do what she wants to do to the maximum extent does not exceed Luo Qiu's restrictions... On the contrary, not only does this not disturb her life, but it makes her better.

She can enjoy her life.

But he was really attentive... Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

"You brat, did you listen to me? I said I was promoted!"

"Congratulations."

"That's it??!"

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Eat... what are you going to do? It must be a restaurant! Come on, come on, call Youye, I will take you to eat well tonight! I decided happily like this!"

It was indeed decided happily because the phone was hung up instantly.

Luo Qiu shook his head, put down the phone, and then turned off the light curtain in front of him like turning off a TV. The last scene was of the police officers discussing the case in the conference room.

Boss Luo went up to the second floor and came to the room that served as the server room of the 'Lord God Project'.

The maid who has always had a habit of changing clothes is now wearing a gray-black suit skirt, lined with a white placket shirt, and thin stockings wrapping her perfect calves.

put.

Her golden hair was tied up, and the lenses of her rimless glasses were constantly reflecting the images on the screen, while her fingers were typing on the keyboard quickly.

Just like when she enters the laboratory, she often puts on the white gown of the female research institute.

"How's it going?"

Luo Qiu came to the maid's side and sat casually on the edge of the table. He asked with a smile that the robot next to him stood up at this time, but the boss waved his hand and sat down again.

"I'm still designing the map of the new world, about one-tenth of it is completed." Youye lifted the rim of his glasses.

"Don't worry." Luo Qiu turned the screen over and looked at the designs above with admiration... This is really designing the terrain of a complete world, and many of them are in a fantasy style.

The next 'Lord God Project' will be upgraded in a real sense. It will no longer rely on a single game, but a completely independent real world with world fragments as the core. Everything in it will no longer be simple.

Just a bunch of data.

The boss suddenly had an inspiration, so he said: "In the new game world, I want to do this without using programs."

ol Youye said: "The master plans to allow guests to be reincarnated as plot NPCs?"

Boss Luo said: "No, the development of plot NPCs is very limited, and it is only limited to a certain place, a certain map... I want to use fake souls."

"Fake soul?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said: "The World Fragment is a world that evolves on its own after intercepting a certain period of history. When I bought this World Fragment back, the era background of the interception was the middle and late period of the Hundred Years War between England and France, and it already had this era background.

Instead of arranging these characters into the plot, it is better to select some of them as single-player plot NPCs... I also want to see if any of these fake souls have been successfully upgraded to become real souls."

"This way..." ol Youye began to think deeply, and soon came up with an idea, "It would be too weird to suddenly change the main theme of the entire game world, so why not just break through the first area of ​​Demon King's Castle and enter the second area?

Players, do you want to invest in this?"

"Can the second area be transformed into a new plot... It's okay." Luo Qiu nodded.

He suddenly remembered a cartoon he had watched when he was a child. The protagonist in it was driving a Shenlong Fighter and clearing Chuangjie Mountain layer by layer. Each layer of Chuangjie Mountain was cut off one by one to match the background.

A different little world.

"Well, we can add more areas in the future." ol Youye then proposed a supplementary plan, "In this way, whether you, the master, want to experience a different style of world, or the playability of the game world itself will also increase.
To be continued...