Cheng Ye was slightly startled, and his tense body suddenly relaxed.
Yes, he was too tired.
From the moment he entered the game until now, he has been downloading dungeons, dungeons, and dungeons.
It's like a tireless machine, working hard for a purpose.
But what's the use of trying hard?
He is still a long way away from the chance of first place.
When things are urgent, slow down.
It's time to take some time off.
"When will we make the official copy next month?" Cheng Ye thought for a moment and asked.
Wei Sheng'an blinked: "It seems to be the middle of the year, anyway, the dungeon will be released around the 10th?"
Cheng Ye had no objection.
Today is only the 8th, and he has more than thirty days to rest, which is enough.
The fat man was trying hard to keep his eyes wide open, his eyes full of expectation.
He kept looking at Wei Sheng'an and then at Cheng Ye.
But the two of them seemed to ignore him, and no one paid him any attention.
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and said directly: "Me! Can I... also come with you?"
Cheng Ye turned around, looked at his expectant look, and smiled: "Just in time to see your strength."
The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up.
He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
After returning to the room, Cheng Ye sunk deeply into the soft bed, with the skin-friendly sheets in close contact with him.
Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
The fat man ran out of the door with a face of surprise and started sending messages to Ah Hui.
"I'm going to download the dungeon with the boss!"
I can't help but be jealous of him!
The fat man felt happy.
After sending, check the sky from time to time and open the system from time to time to see if there is any reply.
I read it seven or eight times, but still no reply.
The mailbox was silent, as if he hadn't sent the email.
He finally came out of his excitement a little bit.
First, I checked my outbox.
no problem.
Then I checked my inbox.
There was really no movement.
What's wrong with Ah Hui?
He opened the history with questions and looked at the emails sent to Ah Hui in the past few days...
He seemed...not to reply to any of them...
what happens?
The fat man suddenly became very nervous.
Under normal circumstances, they will not fail to reply to emails from anyone in the team.
This is to reassure everyone and show that he is still alive.
And now, either they are downloading a copy and haven't released it yet.
Or, something unexpected happened.
But……
The fat man suddenly became depressed, and he sat on the stone steps at the door with a deep breath all over his body.
However, Ah Fai has not responded to his email since four days ago.
Under normal circumstances, downloading the official copy only takes a day or two in the main city, or even a few hours in many cases.
And now, it’s been four days.
more importantly……
The fat man moved his eyes to the last email Ah Hui sent him:
"Yueyue and I have downloaded the dungeon. Let's try what "Purgatory" is. Don't worry. "
Yes, they will inform them in advance no matter who downloads the copy.
Downloading a copy is very dangerous in itself.
But now, they haven't heard from them for four days.
You know, they downloaded a single-player copy.
A copy with the largest time flow rate ratio.
The dungeon only lasts for one and a half days, which is equivalent to one hour in the main city.
And they haven't contacted each other for four days.
Four days…
The fat man clasped his fingers, so they were trapped in the dungeon for one hundred and forty-four days? ? ? ?
The fat man was shocked when he calculated the result.
His eyes were round and round.
impossible!
How can it be!
Who has a copy for so many days!
The longest copy is only thirty days!
What kind of copy did they place?
The fat man's heart was roaring with filial piety.
It's all your own fault.
The fat man shook his head.
Because he was staying with Cheng Ye, he became so excited that he didn't even know how much time had passed.
What is going on now.
The fat man felt a little uneasy.
…
On the other side, the same is true for Qi Guang.
It's been four days and they haven't come back yet.
The originally cozy house seemed to have become an empty city.
Quietly abandoned here.
The moonlight is gentle and the earth is like frost.
Qi Guang stood far away and looked at the window.
How he wished that a figure would appear in front of his eyes.
But no.
The familiar figure in front of the window never appeared again.
He stood so lonely, with imperceptible emotions flowing in his eyes.
Behind him, several big men were doing it enthusiastically without knowing why.
Although their store has just opened and no one is patronizing it, they still feel like they have been given a shot of blood.
One wiped the stool again and again, another wiped the signboard, one practiced reception at the door, and the other pretended to introduce sales in the store...
Everyone is busy except the lonely Qi Guang.
His gaze seemed to be fixed in front of him, motionless.
Although he knew it was in vain, he still slowly took two steps towards the villa.
It seems that this way you can get closer to them.
But at this time, an old voice came to his ears:
"You...what kind of business are you doing?"
Qi Guang turned his head.
An old man appeared in front of him.
His clothes were very old and stinky, with dark unknown objects hanging on them, and the original color of the clothes could no longer be seen.
And his hair was scattered in a mess, many of it had been knotted, and the hair was frizzy and formed into a big ball.
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The face is thin and haggard, with horizontal wrinkles.
His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and no one dares to look down upon him.
Qi Guang was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Collect... collect the body."
"Collect the corpse?" The old man grinned. He felt it was extremely ridiculous.
I haven't been out for a few days.
This hellish eternal night actually opened a shop.
Even if you open a shop, your job is to collect corpses?
The old man glanced around.
There are corpses all around.
who cares?
What corpse to collect?
But at this time, he saw the small square in front of the villa.
It was clean, not even a trace of blood.
He was secretly surprised and shouted: "Child, you cleaned this?"
Qi Guang was not annoyed and shook his head very honestly.
"It's not me, it's them."
The bony fingers pointed at the several big men in the store.
They were "invited" to clean.
The old man was happy: "Why do you want to start a business of collecting corpses? This business is probably not profitable, right?"
Several big men were angry. How could anyone say that someone else's business is not going well in front of someone else's store? Isn't this looking for trouble?
Qi Guang was indifferent, his face was blank, as if he was thinking about something.
Just like that day, he suddenly wanted to open a store, it was a seed that grew inexplicably.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something.
He stammered and stumbled.
The fog in his eyes immediately dissipated, and his clear eyes reappeared.
"The fallen leaves return to their roots..." Qi Guang paused. He didn't know where this knowledge came from: "Someone is collecting the corpses."
No matter where you die, we will pick up your bones, cremate them and bury them.
Rest in peace.
The dead are the greatest.
Everything in the past ends here.
ps: There will be less today. Try to make up for it as much as possible.
