Fortunately, Gu Mian's family still has an ancestral radio that appeared with him at the door of the orphanage.
When he was bankrupted by Gu Mianke in the orphanage, the old dean handed him the radio with a solemn expression.
It's just like a regular radio, except there's no brand name on it.
This thing was thrown into the warehouse by Gu Mian and ate dirt for many years, and today it was dug out again to squeeze out the remaining value.
"Dr. Gu, is this reliable?" The fat man looked at the radio he had pulled out with suspicion.
Gu Mian blew away the ashes on the radio: "Don't panic, isn't it the case in zombie movies that the TV loses signal, but the radio still keeps working?"
As he spoke, he turned on the radio switch and then turned the knob to adjust the station.
The fat man watched Gu Mian turn the radio attentively.
Sure enough, after just a few twists, an electric female voice suddenly came out——
"Zizi...Guardian No. 1 has lost his target for twenty years. Is Guardian No. 2 still guarding? Please reply when you receive it...Zizi..."
What is this novelty, a bedtime science fiction story on the radio?
The fat man stretched his neck in surprise.
Even Chu Changge, who was sitting on the sofa, was attracted by the voice, and there was some inexplicable emotion on his face that usually did not change.
However, Gu Mian was quick and accidentally overturned.
When I screwed it back in, there was nothing but the sound of current flowing through it.
Gu Mian said sheepishly: "Don't be afraid, if I tighten it again, it will make a sound."
As he spoke, he turned up the channel again.
The station tuned to this time was relatively normal, probably a news station or something like that. Gu Mian didn't know much about radio stations, so she didn't know.
This news station is also very noisy, but you can barely hear the content.
"People please stay calm... Zizi... try not to go out for a short time, and avoid suspicious people immediately when you see them..."
It seems that the above are trying their best to maintain order, but humans will evolve through games, and very terrifying existences may appear in the future.
I can only pray that no one in the world is willing to mess around, otherwise it may be a bit difficult to maintain this order.
Night had fallen by now, and darkness surrounded the apartment.
Fatty cooed hungry and said he was going to the kitchen to cook a big meal. Gu Mian really didn't know that Fatty, a maintenance man, could also be a chef.
At this time, Chu Changge in the living room finally got down to business: "What are you going to do next?"
"It's the end of the world now, and countless people will rise up with this springboard in the future. They can enter the dungeon without any scruples, but you can't."
Because Gu Mian might die if he goes in.
Chu Changge looked at him: "Then do you plan to continue living your old life, or do you want to enter the dungeon?"
I'm afraid there will be a big shake-up in the world after that, and it will be unrealistic to continue living the life we had before.
But entering a copy is very dangerous.
"There is no doubt about it." Gu Mian said directly: "Just enter the dungeon. It's the same as how much safer I am if I don't enter the dungeon."
Not to mention the world that may be rioting in the future, even if he lives in an era with good legal system, he will still endure dangers that ordinary people cannot bear.
"I can't be so shameless as to say that this game was opened for me, but as you can see, this game is different for me."
"I can't live in fear all my life. Maybe through this game I can figure out the secrets about myself, such as where I come from."
Chu Changge looked at Gu Mian steadily, and then laughed: "You are really different from us. At least I won't doubt where I come from."
Gu Mian rarely saw him smile. The last time he laughed was the time when twenty-eight cars rear-ended him and broke his leg.
The TV was still on, and some intermittent pictures were inserted into the snowflake screen from time to time.
A few words can be vaguely heard.
"The country...speak...negotiations..."
At this time, the fat man had already come out with several plates of food: "There seems to be nothing left to eat in the refrigerator, so I just made these."
Gu Mian glanced at it.
Spicy stir-fried cabbage, spicy and sour shredded potatoes and a pot of pork rib soup.
He did a pretty good job, at least much better than what Gu Mian did.
Because Gu Mian was extremely prone to accidents while cooking, she didn't put much vegetables in the refrigerator and basically relied on instant noodles to survive.
Gu Mian had taken a look at the potato a few days ago and found that it had at least a dozen buds growing on it, and the fat man dug them out conscientiously.
The chandelier above the dining table casts a warm glow.
If there weren't three gentlemen sitting underneath, the atmosphere might be a little warmer.
"By the way, doctor..." The fat man held the meal: "If I go to the supermarket to buy groceries tomorrow, can I still buy it with my money?"
Enough!
It is estimated that the world's common currency will become game currency before long.
Although she understood in her heart, Gu Mian never said it out loud.
He picked up a piece of cabbage and said, "If you refuse to accept RMB and break the law, do you dare not sell it? Shoot him."
The fat man felt a little guilty: "Then I'll try it tomorrow."
Gu Mian took a sip of soup and put down the bowl: "I'll go with you."
If nothing else, Fatty’s cooking was so delicious that he wanted to eat it more times.
After dinner, Gu Mian assigned the fat man to the room on the west side.
The room has a single bed and a computer. Gu Mian usually doesn't spend the night in it, but only puts things there.
Chu Changge decided to make a bunk on the floor in Gu Mian's house. Even though Gu Mian was very determined to let him sleep on the sofa, he still made a bunk on the ground.
It was already dark outside. Looking out the window, there were actually very few lights on in the normally densely lit residential area.
He was probably too scared to turn on the light for fear of being stared at by someone.
The young people walking their dogs and the grandparents playing chess on the street were all gone, and it was silent outside.
Occasionally, a few dog barks came from not far away, followed closely by the owner's shout.
This was the quietest night Gu Mian had ever experienced.
He closed the curtains and lay on the bed to summon the panel.
I saw that my attribute column had changed. Of course, the question marks throughout the article had not changed. What had changed were the other two data.
【Game currency: 10】
[Number of clearance copies: 1]
He looked at other pages.
Like a normal game panel, there is an activity bar in the middle, but at this time the activity bar is still gray and confusing.
There is also a line on it, "The world's first large-scale event is coming soon, so stay tuned."
Wherever there are games, there must also be large-scale game activities.
But this game is so special that there’s no telling what the event will look like.
"Is it possible that the global ghost wave is coming?" Gu Mian said to himself while looking at an area next to the activity bar.
There is a small bulletin board next to the activity bar. You can't see it unless you pay attention.
He discovered that this bulletin board had been updated with an announcement at some point.
[Dear players, please note that the dungeon 'Wraith High School' has suffered unknown damage and is undergoing emergency maintenance. During the maintenance period, the dungeon will no longer be open. We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone]
[Affected players will receive a compensation, please go to the information column to receive compensation]
Affected players…
You mean you got stuck while playing the game, right?
Then you are the only one?
Gu Mian thought as she clicked on her message bar, and sure enough, there was already a compensation lying there.
