Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 65 Positioning Failed

Really unheard of operation.

However, no matter how realistic the game world is, the character data will always be virtual. How can I get to reality?

Maybe he already had a plan in mind, otherwise he wouldn't have reincarnated 78 times crazily.

Unfortunately, it also failed 78 times.

No wonder Bai Shuang warned me to stay away from Jing Nian early in the morning. It turned out that it was not because of possessiveness, nor was it aimed at me. He just knew how crazy No. 3 was.

And now, for the 79th time, No. 3 went uncharacteristically and abandoned Jing Nian's identity. Did he have a plan with a better chance of winning?

I don't know what he's thinking, and I don't know what's going to happen to me.

Bai Shuang didn't even think about these things. He should have gone to find the pigeon sent by Bai Shaohan, but right now, the plot has been temporarily put aside, and the most urgent thing is to locate the position of No. 3.

I even forgot that in addition to NPCs and players, a game also has a supervisor, that is, "GM (gamemaster)".

In the past, regulators were often served by real people, but with the development of technology, they are gradually replaced by virtual characters (NPC).

On the one hand, it is trouble-free and efficient. On the other hand, the virtual regulator itself is also a part of the game plot. When no illegal operation is detected, it is no different from an ordinary NPC. It has its own settings and stories. When performing the monitoring function, it can maximize Minimize the damage to the game balance.

Bai Shuang is the supervisor.

The excessive focus on Jing Nian is due to mistaking him for No. 3, and he needs to be stopped from violating the rules at any time.

Similarly, No. 3's harmony with Bai Shuang in the past 78 reincarnations is also a way to cheat trust.

In any case, he succeeded in this trick to get rid of the golden cicada's shell.Using Jing Nian to delay enough time, the regulators realized that something was wrong now, it was too late.

After all, No. 3, who has been upgraded to a prophet, can freely travel through reality and games, and the difficulty of searching for traces has greatly increased.

Sure enough, Bai Shuang also cut his finger with a fan bone. The wound was much deeper than mine, and a large amount of blood oozed out, and then the threads were staggered like a spider's web, outlining a huge intricate map.

The little "three" character is entangled in it, not only does not look like a butterfly bound by itself, but has the tendency to break out of the cocoon.

[Target location failed, please try again later. 】

He frowned and waved the blood net away, as if determined to find No. 3, he flew away.

……

Looks like he's going to be busy for a while.

I went back to the carriage alone, Jing Nian didn't ask about Bai Shuang's whereabouts, but I couldn't help but want to tell what I had just seen.

"Bai Shuang, he is actually—"

However, the word "supervisor" clearly came to his lips, but he couldn't make a sound.

It is the confidentiality mechanism of the game, and the supervisor must hide in the NPC so as not to be easily discovered.

There was no question on Jing Nian's face, and he said calmly, "I know he has a problem."

"Then I said it before, why are you pretending you don't understand?" I said angrily, "You obviously believe him or not me!"

Jing Nian lowered his eyes, and a bird's cry came from his sleeve, and a dark black pigeon flew out of it and landed on the table, leaving the imprint of Karma Red Lotus wherever it passed.

It turned out that the Lingge had been hidden long ago, and the so-called sense of breath was just a lie to dismiss Bai Shuang.

He didn't trust Bai Shuang as much as I imagined.

"Perhaps senior brother will think that I am full of lies and extremely hypocritical, but I have lived by lying to this day." Jing Nian stroked the pigeon's tail feathers. "Since I was a child, Bai Shuang has always followed me like an eye. He is extremely talented. No one in the world can keep up with his speed. Naturally, I can't get rid of him. I think he must have listened to someone. I don’t know who that person is or what he wants to do, but I must be on guard at all times and cannot trust anyone.”

What a keen intuition, even if he doesn't know that this is a game world, he knows his own destiny like holding a script in his hand.

But I couldn't tell Jing Nian that it was never a certain person who monitored him, but the rules of the game.

In this world, rules are more omniscient than gods.

Jing Nian's worries are not groundless.

He is worthy of being the character No. 3 tailor-made for himself, and he is too similar to the original owner.

From face to disposition, 100% the same.

Strictly speaking, among the two, one is a real person and the other is virtual data.

But in the dimension of the game, after adding the concept of reincarnation, they can be regarded as the past tense and present tense of the same person.

The former is Jing Nian who has not yet experienced reincarnation, calm, suspicious, and calculating.The latter No. 3 didn't give up much, and even included his past self.

It was really a Jingnian-style plan.

I silently sat down across from Jing Nian, in the previous seat of Bai Shuang.Putting my palm on the back of his hand didn't help, but I wanted to let him know that I was trying to empathize with him.

Because, he is more lonely than I imagined, no one stands behind him, even the most trusted person is just the GM performing surveillance duties.

Jing Nian glanced at me, then withdrew his hand and began to untie the letter tied to the pigeon's leg.

At the same time, Xue Jiajia's player system released new tasks.

[Please stop the character "Jing Nian" from reading the letter from Duye Palace. 】

Such a sudden task.

I coughed twice, and said, "Then what, Jing Nian, can you stop watching?"

"Why?"

"Because...because..."

I stammered for a long time, but I didn't say why.

Lying in front of Jing Nian is the difficulty of hell.

Seeing that the letter paper was about to be unfolded, I had no choice but to grab Jing Nian's sleeves and lay down on the ground. It happened that the wheels of the carriage ran over a piece of miscellaneous stones, and during the jolt, the back of my head hit the edge of the stool heavily.

The hooks of the curtains caught the neckline, and the gap was torn apart, and the neat clothes suddenly became sloppy.

The driver in front was startled by the sound, and asked, "What happened..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Nian closed the curtain tightly with the wind of his palm, as if afraid of being seen, then held my head anxiously with eyes full of eyes, and examined it carefully.

He didn't stop until it was confirmed that there was no wound, Jing Nian moved out of the window with a cold face, and the concern just now disappeared.

What's going on, turning your face like a book?

My eyes swept down in confusion, and then, I understood.

"Uh...do you need me to help you? Just like last time..."

"No, it's just a sequela of the failure to break through the realm." He was indifferent, letting my gaze be frivolous. "I'll just recite the heart-clearing mantra silently a few times, please be quiet."

"The efficiency is too low, let me help you."

But Jing Nian opened my hand violently like a stress reaction, and shouted: "If you keep arguing, you will go out."

"why?"

"Because you are a fool and don't understand anything, so I don't need you to help me. It's unfair and meaningless." The anger in his voice still persisted, and there was a deep complaint.

"How can it be meaningless? You obviously like it..." I paused, facing his knife-like sharp eyes, I still lack confidence after all. "I mean, at least your body likes it."

"I don't like it, don't think you understand me." His tone almost dropped to freezing point, "It's just a low-level method used by hookers to curry favor with customers, I don't know where you learned it, but if you think If you can coerce me with a little sweetness of flesh and blood, it would be a big mistake, why not just tell me what you are planning."

Again, the body temperature is like firewood burning, but the eyes are cold pools of extinguished desires.

Neither is lying.

Since when did Jing Nian, who doesn't lie, become more difficult to understand?