Sam looked at him blankly.

Ren Yifei pulled the corners of his mouth and put up a bloody middle finger to him: "does it look good?"

It's very sexy with a low, gasping voice.

Sam touched his nose and coughed awkwardly twice: "Sorry." Reach out and close the door gently.

But he also saw Ren Yifei's injury, the color of the blood is abnormal, very poisonous, he thought again and again: "I help you clean the wound, I have learned, trust me once?"

After a while, Ren Yifei opened the door, the wound was simply covered, and wrapped a system of hemostatic bandages, has stopped the bleeding. He put on his new trousers and looked directly at Sam naked: "No, I want to end this game today."

"you?" Sam was surprised. He thought Ren Yifei would not admit it.

Ren Yifei endured the pain and said, "Don't I admit that you will obediently stay away from me?" And since I killed and played the game, I'm bound to be noticed. The longer the delay, the worse. "

Now that it is urgent, he must finish the matter before the blood runs out. Fortunately, noticed that he was playing games, otherwise there would be a discount for perfect customs clearance.

He couldn't help reminding Sam, "Don't get in my way."

A combination of npc and a playboy attracted attention and sabotaged his deductive plan, and he was the enemy.

Sam immediately raised his hands to show that he was harmless: "the hemostatic bandage of the system cannot be detoxified. Can I help you clean the wound?"

Feeling the pain in the wound, Ren Yifei nodded: "be careful, blood can't get on your pants."

Undo the bandage, the wound has begun to stop bleeding and scab.

The arrow was pulled out only after it had been cut, so there was no wood residue left in the body, and Sam washed his wound with gauze soaked with medical alcohol and sprinkled some medicine. Although these drugs do not detoxify, at least they have some anesthetic and analgesic effect.

Then he put on a bandage again, and a thin circle would allow the wound to heal quickly.

The waiting time for washing and applying medicine often tugged at the wound, but in the process Ren Yifei did not say a word. He pursed his lips tightly and turned away only as Sam saw him.

"does it hurt?" Sam looked at his wet eyes and tears on his eyelashes.

"Don't talk too much, don't waste your time."

Ren Yifei had a word, and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, but he didn't shout a word of pain.

Sam wondered whether punk would be an undercover figure in his own reality. If they are people in the entertainment industry who make money by acting, there are few people who can bear hardships.

"all right." After dressing up, Sam wiped his back with a clean towel.

Ren Yifei raised his head slightly, the corner of his eye was slightly red, and his face was the same, as if he had just been bullied. Sam stared at the Adam's apple on his long neck and the sunken collarbone, the blood smelling like an accelerant, and his eyes darkened by dilated pupils.

Ren Yifei saw it and tried to push him away. as a result, he pulled to the wound: "Don't fall in love with me."

Sam touched his nose and was silent. He was about to explain when he saw Ren Yifei take out a knife and cut himself on the shoulder.

"what are you doing?" He was shocked.

"camouflage minor injuries." Ren Yifei said.

The knife was so deep that Ren Yifei did not even wrinkle his eyebrows: "can you believe that a young npc, has not gone through much to take out the arrows without changing his face?" I have to go out later, so I have to be believed that I am only slightly injured. "

He smiled: "those people will only remember that I was hit by an arrow, fell into the water, and came out to fight back." As long as these three elements match, they won't notice whether I was pierced by an arrow or wounded by an arrow. "

In fact, there are still many flaws that can be revealed, but when the situation arises, this is the best way.

"and npc kids don't have that kind of magic hemostatic bandage. There has to be some blood to look real. " Ren Yifei handed over the strips of cloth torn from one of his clothes. "help me wrap it up again. This time, it's best to cover the traces of system gauze with this kind of shredded cloth."

Sam tightly pursed his lips and didn't know what to say about Ren Yifei's self-harm behavior. But he did it anyway.

"I have a clue to the intersection of lines, the boundary between life and death." Sam bandaged and asked, "do you want to cooperate?"

"I never cooperate with anyone." Ren Yifei confirmed, "I don't share trophies with others."

Sam said nothing about the meaning of Ren Yifei. The attraction of camouflage streams to them is information, which can help them crack copies. Ren Yifei is not the same, he will solve the riddle after he gets the information, and he doesn't need anyone else.

Where is the intention of cooperation? Complete poverty alleviation means poverty alleviation, and no one likes poverty alleviation.

"I know, so I'm asking, in the corner of desolation, we work together?" Sam instinctively smiled with a real and lovable smile. "you have a lot of silver shells, and I have enough gold shells." Moreover, your knowledge and understanding of npc will help me improve the Virtual Horn of desolation project. "

"Virtual what?" Ren Yifei thought he heard wrong.

"integrate copy information, use holographic technology to produce 'virtual horn of desolation' game, more than 80% of the real copy experience." Sam's words were calm, as if he had not done a major event to change the Horn of Desolation.

Ren Yifei was surprised: "your world has improved to make a hologram?" And you can write the system of Horn of Desolation? "

To tell you the truth, many players in this virtual game have thought about it, and Ren Yifei has looked for relevant information. However, he has no way to write programs in the information world of the Desert Corner.

Sam smiled: "I naturally have my own way." Sam doesn't know how he looks like a courtship peacock or gardener bird, trying to show his charm and wealth.

Ren Yifei looked at him and could not help saying, "you fooled everyone."

Sam in the Horn of Desolation, Ji Yi is a gangster who is a useful second-in-command in Hongdi. Although there are some taunts in the game, there are no features that can attract the attention of others.

It's all fake.

To play this virtual game, it can take a day or two, or a month or two months. Maybe Sam has been planning for a year or two. During this period, he needs to pay a lot of money, energy and money, but no one knows.

Ren Yifei guessed that he was on the verge of success, which led to his falling out with Luo Lihong-because he no longer needed the tool man.

The people in the desolate horn still sympathize with him? really sympathize with the loneliness.

"the Horn of Desolation is not the binary system used by cymbals?" Ren Yifei asked.

Sam nodded to answer his question: "the games in Desert Horn are all parallel worlds from the same cultural background, with little difference in the level of science and technology." But those copy world is a completely different world, occasionally encounter high-tech literature, face to face there is an answer. "

"." Amazing, others are solving the mystery, he changed to solve the mystery while learning information technology, and seven years old, or even less than seven years old.

Ren Yifei asked: "High-end copy?"

"that's right."

"how long did it take to learn?"

Sam looked at him and answered, "two years." After two years of uninterrupted efforts to make high-end copies, we have an average of one chance to enter the world of high-level literature every ten times. There is only a 1/3 chance that information technology in that world will be useful to him.

But then he acquired a very useful skill, which greatly accelerated the speed of learning.

Two years is pretty good.

"it seems that your computer skills are very good." Ren Yifei sincerely sighed that if this thing was born, the power of Desert Horn would have to reshuffle, because no one could refuse it.

Sure enough, there is not a simple one for the people in the desolate horn.

"you think highly of me. My computer skills are only mediocre, but I was lucky to find the key to open it. Others are just a little out of luck. "

Sam smiled and passed by his devotion and devotion.

In fact, it has been three years since Sam entered the corner of desolation. In the first year, he accidentally revealed the key, and then he was planning the virtual corner of desolation.

Jing Xianhong thought it was his discerning eye that dug Sam, but in fact, it was not. The concern, solicitation, and even fear and exclusion of Pang Xianhong were deliberately guided by Sam.

Sam needs another identity to hide what he really wants to do.

It is not clear that the core of this matter is the core of the genus, and Sam did say it for the first time.

Punk relies on his own ability to live like a fish in the barren corner, and he has to pay a lot of money to attract this man's attention.

"in this copy, we exchanged information and then went our separate ways without hindering each other." Sam added.

Ren Yifei does not care about these, he is not a specialized technician, and his interest in this is not very high.

However, he did begin to think about cooperation. After all, the richest man in the future is looking for investment opportunities, and what he does not accept is not lazy, but stupid.

"No, no, no. When I go out, I will think about cooperation. "

"all right." The new wound was bandaged, but this piece of rag could stop the bleeding, and the blood from the noodles was oozing all the time, soiling the newly changed clothes.

Ren Yifei picked up his bag and said, "now they must have begun to suspect me and accompany me in a play."

"good." Sam helped him put his bag on his back, while he picked up the black cat.

"Meow." The black cat bared its teeth at Sam.

"your father's hand hurts." Sam was caught trying to touch the black cat. What a father and son, he thought.

"I'll go first, and you'll come out in a minute."

At the moment of stepping out of the door, Ren Yifei, who had just frowned to endure the pain, straightened his back, but his face was so painful that he hissed and inhaled, looking like he couldn't stand the pain.

It's like two people.

Several players came face-to-face and looked at Ren Yifei's clothes and bandaging marks.

Ren Yifei had been breathing in pain. As soon as he saw these, he picked up a fire axe and said angrily, "what are you doing?"

"did you kill him?" A playboy irritates him.

Ren Yifei turned white and retorted loudly: "I didn't!" I didn't kill. How do I know he slipped in and failed? It's so shallow over there! " His voice is weak, but he is not strong enough.

"I heard you fell into the river?"

Ren Yifei tightly grasped the fire axe, scared to the extreme, but hit the bottom and rebounded and caught the intention of killing in his eyes: "so what?"

"how did you get out?" There are a lot of anti-killing npc players, but it is very special to have two games in a row. Either this npc is very rebellious, or.

Several people surrounded him, and Ren Yifei stepped back a few steps: "what do you want to do?"

His voice and arms trembled violently and harshly.

"tell us that we will not embarrass you."

Ren Yifei gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what happened. After falling into the water, someone pulled me into the water." I couldn't feel a pain in my shoulder at that time, so I yanked directly. I opened my eyes and now I was on the surface of the water. "

"he has no such business to answer you." Sam appeared with a black cat in his arms, with a smile on his face.

These guys looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and left.

"Psycho them! Shall we pour some Scald? " Ren Yifei said to himself, touching the wound and shouting pain, while walking towards the restaurant.

Before dinner time, the restaurant was empty and empty. Now the asylum seekers have gone to the water to catch fish.

"now exchange information?" Sam sat down and said, "do you know the chair grave?"

"chair grave?" Ren Yifei immediately remembered the funeral characteristics of a certain tomb. "A chair grave is a tomb built according to the mountain." This kind of grave is semicircular, has a platform, and is shaped like a chair. Its name is chiseled vertically on its face, and it does not stand alone. The descendants are buried in the square of their ancestors, and the tombs of the Han people are in the shape of steps. "

Yes, there is this tradition in southern Zhejiang. They think that the tombs of this shape can better hide the wind, intercept the Reiki of mountains and rivers, and block Shaqi.

Seeing Ren Yifei, Sam did not explain the chair grave. "the slippery grass slope covered with plastic turf on the top of the mountain used to be a grave," he said. According to the village journal, the people of this island, whose ancestors migrated from southern Zhejiang, have a tradition of building chair graves. The world can be wrong, but the village log must be a clue. "

The lines cross, the boundary between life and death. ]

If the boundary between life and death represents the tomb, the line crossing can not refer to the fairy tale town above, but to the slippery meadow.

They were looking for a platform yesterday, but the 'vertical surface' with more information, which is also a turf-covered slope, has not yet been seen.

Anyone who has seen the chair grave knows that most of the information of the deceased is carved on the "vertical surface", and the slope must have a secret.

Is this an old game? Ren Yifei looked at Sam.

It was only two days before he learned about the source of npc, and then learned about the habit of repairing graves.

It's also true to think of a copy of "neighbor neighbor", to notice a newspaper, and to be able to lock in the final boss, through the newspaper, which is only a step behind him as a shortcut.

This man is so sensitive to information that he almost cheats.

"there is no copy of any information that is completely useless. Legends like this are specially mentioned, and there are great hints of the ability to do so. " Sam said.

Players who have tried high-end games pay special attention to collecting this information, and many clues "hide these true and false rumors".

Ren Yifei's ostentatious Fu can hang and beat a group of people, but it is not possible to have it alone.

His weakness is experience, and he doesn't know that there are many things that have been agreed upon in the old game, but he doesn't know that he has to suffer some losses and stumble.

Although it is normal to lose money by going the wrong way, suddenly don't want to see this man wrestle.

"is this the experience of the elder?" Ren Yifei chuckled. He waited for a moment, and the swing of his arm covered the wound, but the more painful it was, the more natural Ren Yifei smiled.

"you think so, isn't it?" Sam looked at him and opened his mouth, worried to the end.

I'm worried, he's not good enough.

"however, maybe I am superfluous. You will always have your way, and only you will find a way to do it."

It is no longer an acting skill to stand here talking and laughing after being injured by an arrow. It's not the kind of thing that just sees it as a job, but some kind of fearful survival gift.

Even a thousand noodles will not work. The style of a thousand noodles is cautious, with the purpose of hiding oneself. His camouflage is very safe, and his grades are stable above 80, so there is no surprise, at least not to be frightened.

And the style of 'punk', he likes to call it 'treacherous'.

You will never guess his "one step" work, his disguise is "strange", "dangerous", "different", and his every moment is like walking a tightrope. His grades also jumped repeatedly between ten and one percent, and his heart was like bungee jumping.

Looking at the mutual admiration in the past two days, he felt several times that punk would be seen through and npc would see through if he played like this, but every time he was frightened without danger.

Even now, he also felt that Ah Fei was on the verge of being seen through, with only one flaw missing.

"do you want to ask, am I not afraid of turning over when I do this?" Ren Yifei saw his doubts.

"I am different from what you said about a thousand noodles. He seems to have a professional background and has a complete set of proven and useful theories as the basis for practice. I am wild, so I play a person, only grasp the most essential characteristics of him, and let go of the rest of the side branches for a while. "

"only scripts need logic, not life."