The door of the ticket booth is still wide open, but the wind and snow outside have no intention of drifting in. Even though there is no wind and no snow inside, it is still very cold here.
After the fat man came out, he was stunned for a moment, and then his body started to tremble uncontrollably.
Then he realized that the temperature in the real world seemed to be lower than when they entered the dungeon.
Just when the fat man closed his mouth tightly, trying to warm his teeth that were accidentally frozen, a strange male voice suddenly came from not far away——
"I said……"
It's snowing heavily outside, and even the roads are not easy to walk. There are only three people, Gu Mian, in this ticket booth, and the person who made the sound is the conductor of this copy.
Gu Mian looked for the sound.
I saw the young male conductor sitting behind the window, with a sign hanging around his neck. I could vaguely see a series of numbers on it, which should be a work permit or something.
I saw him flipping through a notebook in his hand with a suspicious expression.
That expression looked very familiar. Gu Mian remembered that the teacher in middle school had this expression when he turned over the roster and called names.
The conductor was flipping through the book in his hand. After turning two pages, he showed a strange expression. Then he raised his head and looked at Gu Mian and the others, as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, Gu Mian had already guessed what the conductor was holding.
Eighty percent of it is the dungeon records of the players in this ticket booth, and the ticket seller probably did not find the dungeon records of the three of them just now.
In fact, this conductor himself is not very concerned about the players, and can even be said to be indifferent.
It was actually because he had just taken down the unsightly "Gu Mian and dogs are not allowed" sign hanging on the door, these three people suddenly came and caught him off guard.
That's why he was concerned about the dungeon that these three people had entered.
The miserable conductor never thought of putting up a fight or anything like that.
Because he had heard of many heroic seniors who rose up to resist, but not surprisingly, none of them succeeded.
Over time, a fallacy that can only be understood but not explained has spread among the conductor industry -
"Gu Mian is like a woman, she either resists or enjoys"
Since this global game is a positive energy game, the two incongruous words "**" can only be harmonized in this way.
Everyone knows that they can't resist, but enjoying...that's impossible.
Seeing the three people still standing at the exit of the dungeon, the conductor swallowed hard and then turned over the dungeon records in his hand.
Originally, this place was just a low-level ticket booth. Even if someone destroyed the dungeon, it could not be downgraded to any lower level. It would just deduct some of its business points.
But the conductor was surprised to find that after these people came out, there was no copy of the data crash.
Some conductors have encountered this situation before: "Gu Mian came out, but the copy did not collapse."
But that was only temporary safety. The copy did not collapse at the time, but it suddenly collapsed without warning shortly after the three of them left.
With the tickets for the previous train, the conductor wanted to see their records.
But couldn't find it.
I can't find the copy records of these three people at all...
I obviously watched them enter the dungeon with my own eyes, and then saw them come out of the dungeon with my own eyes. How could there be no record of the dungeon?
Thinking of this, the conductor looked at the three people with doubts, and then opened his mouth: "I said..."
Gu Mian looked over.
The conductor swallowed a mouthful of humiliation, and then spoke cautiously: "Which copy did you just enter?"
He had to figure it out!
Gu Mian looked at the conductor behind the window.
He was very interested in the brochure in the conductor's hand, and the conductor behind the window was obviously aware of this. He couldn't help shrinking his head, and then quickly hid the brochure in his hand, put it under his butt and sat down.
"I really shouldn't have talked nonsense!" He pressed the copy of the record book under his buttocks and roared silently in his heart.
But on the surface, you can't act in a way that is short of moral integrity.
Thinking of this, the conductor straightened his back and looked "mighty and unyielding".
However, in the end, the conductor failed to get the information he wanted.
Because the biggest fat man showed an expression like "I'm about to freeze to death" and successfully attracted the attention of the two people next to him.
At this time, Gu Mian and Chu Changge had already left in a hurry with Fatty.
A young conductor was left alone blowing the wind - and the copy of the record book under his buttocks.
When Gu Mian and others returned to the hearse, the surroundings were very quiet.
Instead of imagining those carjackers, Xiaohong was lying quietly on the car window waiting for them to come back just like last time - of course this was what Gu Mian saw after opening the door.
Fortunately, nothing could be seen lying on the car window from the outside, otherwise they might have seen several corpses that died suddenly due to shock.
After returning to the car, Gu Mian first found two thermos bottles from the fat man's bag.
All the electricity is unusable.
But there is also hot water in the supermarket, not only hot water, but also thermos bottles that can be permanently kept warm.
Of course, hot water and thermos bottles cost money.
The fat man specially poured two pots of boiling water when he went there last time, and it came in handy now.
Gu Mian took out a strip of ginger sugar powder, tore it open and sprinkled it in, then screwed on the lid and shook it vigorously a few times.
Gu Mian noticed that when she was shaking the thermos, the fat man's frozen face had a horrifying expression.
After he finished shaking it, the fat man said, "Doctor, if you shake it like this, it might explode..."
Gu Mian: "..."
By the time the fat man recovered, it was already half an hour later.
In order to avoid the cold, Gu Mian drove the car into a dark parking lot.
It's not very windy here.
It's worth mentioning that there are people in this parking lot.
After the car drove in, the three of them saw a few bright lights in the dark parking lot, and the roar of the engine sounded in their ears.
Several cars were started.
I saw that every car that started was packed with people.
The fat man looked at the cars in confusion: "Are they using the air conditioners in the cars for heating?"
It's really too cold outside.
After just walking for a while, my toes seem to have lost all feeling.
Chu Changge also looked at the started cars. He looked carefully for a while before speaking: "The started cars are basically large vehicles such as vans and off-road vehicles. And if you look at the other cars around, there are many cars.
The car doors were all open, as if the car owner had been here not long ago and left immediately, without even closing the car door."
The fat man wrapped himself in the quilt and nodded, but what did this mean?
Chu Changge seemed to see the fat man's doubts: "It means that the gasoline in all the cars here may have evaporated, completely evaporated, and some people may have the habit of storing gasoline in oil barrels. The gasoline in the barrels does not
They were not evaporated, so these people gathered together..."
The fat man understood.
People who still had gasoline in their hands gathered together, looking for large cars that could accommodate them, and then turned on the air conditioners to keep warm.
Those who were out of fuel only came here with the hope of turning on the air conditioner in their car, only to find that there was no fuel in the car. They had no choice but to leave immediately. After all, it was too cold outside to stay longer.
I don't know why, Fatty suddenly felt a little miserable.
If I hadn't met a doctor, I might have been silently enduring the cold in the cold winter.
No, I am also enduring the cold now, but this is different...
While holding the thermos cup and taking a sip of ginger syrup, the fat man was thinking wildly. Although their car didn't have air conditioning, it didn't feel any worse than those with air conditioning...
The car of Gu Mian and the others certainly attracted the attention of other people.
But they didn't have time to pay attention to others, and the shortage of fuel made them miserable.
At this time, Gu Mian had already driven the car to a place slightly farther away from the cars and stopped.
The fat man was wrapped in three layers of thick quilts and drank a large bottle of hot brown sugar and ginger water. At this moment, he felt satisfied and squinted his eyes, feeling like he wanted to sleep.
At this moment, the fat man who was dozing suddenly heard Gu Mian say: "Who did An Tusheng say those words to?"
When these words came out, the fat man's sleepiness immediately went out of the sky, and he looked at the person in front of him with slightly wide eyes.
The two lights of the hearse were very bright, and the light invaded through the windshield, illuminating the side of Gu Mian's face.
There was no expression on this face, and the shadows falling from the browbones and bridge of the nose perfectly covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
The fat man looked at Gu Mian's half-illuminated face, and then secretly stepped back a distance, almost on the same level as Xiao Hong behind him.
After moving to Xiaohong's side, he hesitated and asked: "Which sentence?"
He looked like he was committing a crime.
Seeing this, Gu Mian suddenly laughed: "I'm just asking, why are you so nervous? Although I always feel that you two are doing something weird behind my back, it can't be a bad thing, right?"
The fat man has seen Gu Mian's smile many times.
But for some reason, Fatty felt that his bright smile this time was a bit scary, even scarier than the devilish grin in some copies.
Chu Changge next to him suddenly frowned.
The fat man turned to look at him and saw that Chu Changge's face was almost lost in the darkness, but at least his mouth could still be seen moving: "Gu Mian, what do you think about the copy last time?
"
He directly changed the topic and used very crude methods.
Unexpectedly, Gu Mian actually took over the words: "It's really unexpected that the copy can produce 'spirits', but the two organizers you mentioned before... I will first use the No. 1 organizer and the No. 2 organizer to
They name"
"The No. 1 organizer is the one who originally launched this global game. It is harmless to players, and its purpose is to evolve human beings... But here, I am shameless and add another purpose to it, and that is to kill me.
"
Although saying this might be taking herself too seriously, Gu Mian felt that her guess was very reliable.
"The No. 2 organizer is the one who appeared later and took over the event. Maybe he will also take over some dungeons that will definitely die? The No. 2 organizer is obviously opposed to the No. 1 organizer, but looking at An Tusheng's situation
, this second organizer doesn’t seem to have the right to directly attack the copy, maybe he is secretly modifying the copy?”
Chu Changge nodded: "Yes, there is a very key point in the copy of Fairy Tale City. That is, after An Tusheng awakened, someone gave him a 'pen', so he gained the ability to rewrite the copy.
, which resulted in the mutation of the entire copy."
And this "pen" absolutely cannot be given by the No. 1 organizer. So far, the No. 1 organizer seems not to know that a copy has mutated.
Moreover, this organizer thinks of the players and will never tolerate players being killed.
And after the mutation, An Tusheng suddenly appeared and said some incredible things to them, and frankly said that he was dragged by others.
But before he could finish those incredible words, he was interrupted by a mysterious voice.
Gu Mian remembered that there were eight players in the 'Fairy Tale City' instance.
The three of them occupied three places.
Add a 007, add a fat man who meets the strongest supermodel in history, and add Xiao Qiao.
That's only six.
There are still two players who haven't shown up.
So did the voice that interrupted An Tusheng come from the two remaining players who did not appear? Or was it another NPC?
"And doctor..." At this time, the fat man suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Have you noticed it?"
What?
Gu Mian looked at the fat man who was holding the thermos cup tightly.
He seemed to hesitate for a while before continuing: "Did An Tusheng forcibly modify the dungeon data? No, maybe there is no data in that dungeon anymore... If this mutated NPC is discovered by the game, he will
how is it?"
Gu Mian turned her head and thought for a while, then gave the fat man a bright smile: "Like me?"
Fatty felt that Gu Mian smiled a little too much today.
He shivered violently, then retracted his head into the quilt and stopped talking. His whole body exuded an aura that "can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words".
At this time, Chu Changge was silent for a while, and then continued: "Things that are not included in the plan are destined to be forcibly erased."
Gu Mian turned to look at him: "Why do I always feel like you are talking about me..."
He has suffered too many assassinations from life since he was a child.
So much so that Gu Mian often fantasizes that she is a virus, and the killer sent by life to assassinate her is the dutiful anti-virus software.
However, this anti-virus software is a little weak, and it has been unable to kill him for more than 20 years.
But today's global games are like anti-virus software using under-the-radar tricks.
Although there may be some differences, in general they are similar...
