Zhou Zhe shivered, took a breath of cold air and walked away quickly, walked out of the mountain gate, and after his spirit was calmed down, he directly left this dream domain.

…………

Room.

Zhou Zhe sat up all of a sudden, looked at his arm swaying on the right, and smiled bitterly.

I used to laugh at that woman, but I didn't expect that I was not much better either.

I don’t know what the sword came from. It seemed that the sword intention was to slash it down just now, and the spiritual body that was slashed then split into two directly. Even if it returned to reality, it had not healed.

Zhou Zhe knew that it was not that his hand was broken, but that his mental body's arm was cut off, and this break was particularly long-lasting, even if he was out of the dream, it was still continuing.

However, compared with the woman whose spiritual body was directly bombarded, the test of this sword spirit was considered gentle.

After all, anyone can see the difference in severity of a broken arm compared to shattering the whole body.

Zhou Zhe shook his head helplessly and also reflected on himself.

I seemed to be too eager for quick success and instant benefits. I had just gained the recognition of Bai Chi and activated the White Chess Cup, but now I began to covet the sword spirit in the sword tomb and heaven.

Even after discovering that he could absorb the real spirit of the nightmare in the dream world, he had a further idea...

It turns out that it doesn't show it on the surface, but subconsciously it still has the urgency to improve your strength because of the previous events...

Although he was not in a dream, Zhou Zhe subconsciously analyzed his subconscious mind.

"Let's slow down, I have at least half a year to prepare, there is no need to be quick success or instant benefits..."

After getting up, Zhou Zhe tried the situation on his right hand.

From the shoulder down, the arm had no intuition at all. If it weren't for the heavy weight of the right shoulder, I would have thought that the arm would no longer exist.

Besides that, everything is as usual. But I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

In the dream world, even if the mental body is bombarded, it will be healed in at most three or five months. If you have strong will, it may only be ten or half a month. I am just an arm, and I will recover in three or five days... Probably?

He washed up with his left hand for a while, and took another five minutes to put on his clothes. Zhou Zhe looked at his right arm that was hanging beside him in the mirror, shaking with his body shaking, and looked at the sky outside where it was raining, and sighed deeply.

I have to... I don't find a way to hide it, I'm afraid it's not even convenient to go out...

Early in the morning, the wind and rain outside stopped and there was a rare sunshine.

The city, which had been soaked in rain for half a month, showed vitality in the sun, and pedestrians on the road also smiled because of the sunny day after the long haze.

Looking at the gypsum board and gauze hanging on Zhou Zhe's right hand in front of him, a strange color flashed in Wang Kezhi's eyes:

"Have you encountered a dream?"

Zhou Zhe smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said only four words: "The sword tomb is over the sky."

He went to visit Zhong Bizhu and received a sword gift by his pseudonym "Zhishi" or someone who is interested may not be able to find out. Although ordinary people will not know the identity of "Zhishi", Wang Kezhi must have known it.

The origin of this sword is legitimate, so there is no need to hide it.

Wang Kezhi immediately understood and shook his head and said, "Although the sword spirit in the sword tomb Chongtian is extraordinary, the test of the sword spirit is very dangerous. You just broke one arm and looked very lucky."

"Yes, maybe I met a sword spirit with a good temper."

Zhou Zhe smiled: "Captain Wang, I told me not to come to you before. Why did I suddenly meet me today?"

Wang Kezhi obviously did not feel like joking with Zhou Zhe and said in a deep voice: "Gao Zhenghao is dead."

Zhou Zhe was stunned for a moment before he realized who Wang Kezhi was referring to, and said in surprise: "Gao Zhenghao... Earl? Gao Tianyang's father? He is only in his fifties, how could he die?"

"Murdered."

Wang Kezhi said in a deep voice: "Gao Zhenghao was found dead on his bed by his maid. He had no scars on his body, but his face turned blue, and he was poisoned by someone."

Tsk... The Earl's family is really full of disasters. Gao Tianyang seemed to have died a few days ago, and a few days later, his father also died.

These words are only spoken in my heart. Seeing Wang Kezhi's expression, Zhou Zhe knew that there must be something else in this matter.

Sure enough, Wang Ke knew: "After Count Gao was killed, the Public Security Bureau immediately went to check the situation. It was found that the murderer was not an ordinary person. At night, there were at least four teams of guards patrolling each other and two guards were waiting outside the door all night, but no abnormalities were found."

Zhou Zhe suddenly remembered something: "Captain Wang, didn't you say before that Count Gao might have a subordinate of the Dreamer? Didn't he protect the Count?"

"This is why I'm looking for you. Not only Earl Gao, but also the housekeeper in the Marquis' Mansion, also mysteriously disappeared."

Zhou Zhe moved his heart and said, "Is it the butler who took action?"

Wang Kezhi shook his head: "We had this suspicion at first, but then we learned that this butler had been with the Count for decades, and it was impossible for the devourer to escape without a reason.

Moreover, the housekeeper's wife and children were all working at the count's house. Although the housekeeper was missing, his wife and children were still there. Based on other clues I have learned here, I suspect that the housekeeper is You Meng under the Count's command.

And he... might have found the murderer at night and chased him out, but he was also killed by the murderer. But the body has not been found yet."

Zhou Zhe nodded slightly, but said, "Captain Wang, these are all your speculations. The only information you have at present is Earl Gao and the housekeeper who died and disappeared. There is no other valid evidence to prove the speculation just now?"

Wang Kezhi sighed softly: "Yes. But there is another thing that may be related to the death of the Count... Gao Tianyang had sucked hard at the Emperor's Club before. Gao Tianyang was furious when he found out and smashed the club. The club's manager was almost beaten to death by him, and all the staff inside were sent to the prison by him. As a result, within a few days, Count Gao died, and all the people in the prison were dead."

“Embrance Club?”

This is a familiar name. The thug in this club has been tricked by him twice, and I don’t know if the bald injury has healed... Zhou Zhe was a little surprised... Such an entertainment club actually had the courage to assassinate the Earl Noble? And it was successful?

Zhou Zhe narrowed his eyes: "Kill someone to silence him!"

"Yes. I doubt that there is something shameful hidden in this club, and this secret may have happened to be seen by the furious Earl Gao. In order to avoid revealing the secret, they poisoned Earl Gao. After succeeding, they were discovered by the steward of the Marquis' Mansion. After chasing it, they might also be killed by them."

Zhou Zhe added: "If according to Captain Wang, you think that the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion is Youmeng, then the one who can kill him must be Youmeng. This matter is a battle between the dreamers and involves the nobles."

"This is why I'm looking for you." Wang Ke knew: "You must be vigilant during this period and be ready to be on standby at any time. Once I find traces of the dreamer, I will call you immediately."

Zhou Zhe asked: "Does Captain Wang have any clues?"

Wang Ke knew: "All the staff of the Emgrand Club died silently in the prison, but two people disappeared. These two were the boss and manager of the Emgrand Club. Maybe they were more important to the dream behind the Emgrand Club, so they did not choose to silence them but took them away."

"At present, the Public Security Bureau is secretly looking for these two people. If you find them, you may be able to follow the clues to find the Youmeng."

"Understood."

...

Zhou Zhe went home directly and saw that Liu Mengfei was not living in her room, but sitting in the living room.

As soon as she saw Zhou Zhe, she exclaimed: "What's wrong with you!"

"I fell down and my hand broke." Zhou Zhe said casually, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Liu Mengfei smiled mysteriously, pulled his intact left hand and brought it into the room, then pressed him in front of the computer: "Look, you have reached the 200th level!"

"Oh? It's quite fast."

Zhou Zhe said, pointing the gypsum board on his right with his index finger with his left hand, making an "aggressive" sound: "How do you ask me to try this way? You should just demonstrate it, I'll just watch it from behind."

"Oo! OK!"

Liu Mengfei hurried over and helped Zhou Zhe up, carefully helped him to the bed and sat down.

Zhou Zhe was amused and crying: "I just broke my hand, it's not an old man, so what?"

"After all, they are wounded!"

After Liu Mengfei finished speaking, she sat down in front of the computer, opened the "Candy Legend" and started to demonstrate for Zhou Zhe.

Perhaps because of the stronger sense of smell, or because he was sitting in the girl's boudoir bed, Zhou Zhe always smelled a faint and fresh fragrance like an orange and drilled into his nostrils.

Liu Mengfei is the designer of the game, so she is very familiar with the whole game. Although she tried to slow down the pace, she still passed more than 40 levels at an extremely fast speed and explained:

"I set the levels according to the law of about fifty levels and one difficulty level. Now there are 200 levels, which are four difficulties. The more you go, the more difficult it is. Some levels you have drawn before are too difficult, so I didn't put them in for the time being, and then I added some of my own creativity..."

Zhou Zhe sat behind and nodded slightly, saying, "No, but the pace in the early stage can be slowed down a little longer. You can consider accumulating the lowest difficulty level to 100 levels, and then increasing the difficulty level by one level of 100 levels. After all, the purpose of this game is to kill time and do not need to give players too much oppression."

Liu Mengfei thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll adjust it. Do dozens of low-difficulty levels and put them in it."

Zhou Zhe nodded: "Well. When it was released for the first time, we should try to achieve 500 levels. After all, it is a stand-alone game, and it is impossible for ordinary players to update the game content online. After that, additional content can be launched in the form of a five hundred levels as an expansion package."

After a pause, Zhou Zhe said: "The Internet connection function must be made when it was first launched. Although most people will not play this game in the Internet state, there are still many rich people. For these people, a ranking function can be launched to allow them to upload their results and display them simultaneously online."

This is when Zhou Zhe thought about the time he was in Zhongjue Castle before. Although Zhongjue's bedroom did not have a computer, the two lords and Zhong Leyan's rooms had Internet-connected equipment.

The cost of connecting to the network is expensive for ordinary civilians, but it can be easily afforded for nobles.

So to a certain extent, the Internet seems to be considered exclusive to the nobles.

Liu Mengfei nodded, wrote down what Zhou Zhe said one by one, and then said: "Now the game framework is all set up. Without adding new scenes and new elements, the level is only increased quickly. If it is fast, it will take a week or half a month to reach the 500th level."

"Thanks a lot."

I discussed the details of the game with Liu Mengfei again. Zhou Zhe was about to leave, but was stopped by Liu Mengfei: "Let's go out for dinner together today... I'll treat you!"

"Please?"

Zhou Zhe stopped.

Since this home girl worked at home, she has been out once a month. Today, she actually took the initiative to treat her. It's really strange.

Liu Mengfei said: "And today is the annual River God Ceremony. The riverside is so lively. Let's go to the ceremony to have fun!"

"Celebration?"

Zhou Zhe quickly found relevant information from Zhou Yuan's long and broken memory.

The River God Ceremony is a traditional local festival in Zehe City. Long ago, Zehe City was just a small village by the river. For thousands of years, relying on the abundant resources of Zehe River, it has gradually developed to its current scale.
To be continued...