When Song Zheng woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm hotel bed, surrounded by splendid furnishings and a sense of nobility.
"Grandma, how come this hell is like heaven, so magnificent?" Song Zheng couldn't help complaining.
"you're awake!"
came a familiar voice.
Song Zheng turned around and saw Cui Lin, a red-headed girl with short hair, greeting him not far away.
"Damn it, are you even in hell?"
Song Zheng was no longer calm, and suddenly felt that the warm bed was no longer warm.
Seeing Cui Lin walking towards him, Song Zhan ejected from the bed as if his paralysis had turned into clockwork.
"Ghost!"
Song Zheng screamed.
"Don't get me wrong...you're not dead yet."
Cui Lin, who still had some joy on her face, suddenly fell down. Damn it, does this guy hate himself so much? He actually thinks he is a ghost?
"I'm not dead yet?"
Song Zheng touched his face, and then his body, and after confirming that the two eggs under his crotch were still there, Song Zheng finally believed that he was still alive, well, still alive.
Then here comes the problem.
"Where am I?"
Song Zheng asked.
"This is a secret base of our organization. You don't have to worry. You are very safe now." Cui Lin said.
"Where's that monster? Where did the monster go?" Song Zheng asked in shock.
Looking at Song Zheng's expression, Cui Lin had a strange expression on her face: "You don't know? How did you know?"
"How do I know? All I remember was that I was going to die."
Song Zheng said.
"Do you really know nothing? Or don't remember anything?"
Lin looked at Song Zhan with a ghostly look, as if she wanted to make sure whether Song Zhan was telling the truth or a lie.
finally!
Lin gave up because she couldn't see any affectation on Song Zheng's blank face.
Maybe……
Does the sudden death of the prehistoric zombie really have nothing to do with Song Zang?
After comforting Song Zhan, Lin walked out of the room and came outside.
Outside the room, Murphy, Mouse and others were looking forward to it.
"Is it him? Is it him?"
"Did he kill the walking dead?"
Everyone asked.
Looking at the expectant looks in everyone's eyes, Lin smiled bitterly and said, "I can't confirm whether he did it! Even he himself denied that he had anything to do with it."
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.
The prehistoric-level administrator who represented the origin of the laws of the virtual world was killed, and the only survivor was Song Zheng.
If this incident has nothing to do with Song Zheng, then who did it?
Grandma, what the hell?
"Could someone else really take action?"
Murphy asked.
"No way! If someone else intervenes, I can definitely detect it!"
The vigilant mouse spoke.
"That's really what a ghost is!"
Murphy sighed.
I originally thought that this incident was done by Song Zheng. After all, he was the only survivor, so it could only be done by him... If this is really the case, then Song Zheng is a master who hides his secrets.
But now Murphy is really in trouble.
There is only one reason for this: What kind of person is Song Zheng?
In Murphy's mind, it's okay for Song Zheng to be just an ordinary salted fish. After all, everything is in line with his personality, but if he is a hidden master... that would be terrible.
"Murphy, how should we deal with this matter?"
Cui Lin asked.
Murphy gritted his teeth and said, "Try every means to absorb him.
! Even if it is a salted fish, I will admit it! "
"Okay, I'll do the recruiting! I'll give it another try."
Cui Lin said.
"please!"
Murphy said.
Cui Lin turned around and walked into the room and saw Song Zhan who was feeling uneasy.
"You are in a very dangerous situation now!"
Cui Lin said straight to the point.
"I know……"
Song Zheng smiled bitterly.
With lives on the line and ghosts on the line, Song Zang certainly knew that he was in danger.
"You are being targeted by Honghuang!"
Cui Lin's second sentence was even more shocking.
"What is Honghuang?"
Song Zheng asked.
"That's the thing you saw... they are the program managers of this virtual world. To ordinary people, they are the gods of this world!"
Cui Lin explained concisely and concisely.
Hearing this, Song Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I saw a ghost, but it turns out I saw a god!"
Cui Lin said: "These are gods that are more terrifying than evil spirits! They are all Xihe's creations, they are very scary!"
Hearing the name Xi He, for some reason, Song Zhan suddenly felt a very strong hatred in his heart. This kind of disgust from the heart made Song Zhan feel sick and want to vomit.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Cui Lin asked.
"nothing……"
Song Zheng calmed down his unfounded hatred, and then said: "I'm at the end of my rope now. The authorities won't tolerate me, and even the gods want to deal with me! The world is so big, it seems that I have no way out!"
Lin said, "That's not necessarily the case, there are still us! How about, it's still the previous proposal, join us, everyone is in the same situation, and we all need to hug each other for warmth."
Immediately, Lin said: "Song Zheng, I know you are a very realistic person! It is useless to talk to you about the feelings of family and country or the righteousness of mankind, but now Xihe has set his sights on you, and you are now with We are in the same boat, and we should go hand in hand. As long as Xihe is killed, you can live, I can live, and everyone can live... How about, join us!"
This time Cui Lin started from Song Zang himself and told Song Zang that there was no way out and the only thing he could do was to rely on himself!
really!
Compared to the last conversation, Song Zheng was more relaxed!
"What kind of organization are you? Are you Buzhoushan, the internationally wanted terrorist organization?" Song Zheng asked.
"That's what outsiders call us. In fact, we are nothing. We are just ordinary resisters! We are all awakened humans!" Cui Lin said.
Song Zheng was silent for a moment, thinking that he was indeed helpless. Apart from these guys of unknown origin, he had no one to rely on...
After weighing the pros and cons, Song Zheng said: "In that case! Then I will join you!"
"Congratulations, comrade, we will be comrades on the revolutionary front from now on."
Cui Lin smiled and stretched out her hand!
Song Zheng held Cui Lin's cold hand, feeling like he was holding a dead person.
"I have one more question..."
Song Zheng said.
"If you have any questions, just ask!"
Cui Lin was in a good mood.
Song Zheng thought for a while and said: "Your organization is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. It is an organization that does great things... I just don't know what a person like me can do in your organization? You won't ask me to repair computers, right? Let me explain first, I don't know how to do it. Those who cut people."
Cui Lin patted her chest and said, "Don't worry about this. Even if you are just a piece of toilet paper and a piece of shit, it will still be useful!"
