Horror Bug Game Terminal

Thinking of this, Qi Wuling turned around and left without even saying hello.

Fan Ze was a little surprised. He turned around and looked at Su Shenchuan, counting on his fingers and asking, "What do you mean? Why did he leave?"

Su Shenchuan's steady voice showed no surprise at all, and he said, "As you can see, I don't want to know you."

Fan Ze: ...

He couldn't help scratching his head. As he moved, the muscles in his body burst out with a strong hormonal scent, causing the girl next to him to look back frequently.

But Fan Ze didn't notice it at all. He was still doubting himself: "Su Shenchuan, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but can you really stand playing games with him because of his temper? Why do you have to do that? You just don't want to team up with me. If you don't team up with me, you can find other powerful people with your ability. When I talk to Qi Wuling, he doesn't even bother to pay attention to me. It's hard to say a few more words. It's a miracle that you can stand it. Why, when did you become a Ninja Turtle?"

Su Shenchuan clenched his fist and punched Fan Ze. He threw the bottle of wine in his other hand into the trash can beside him: "Qi Wuling is very smart."

Fan Ze spread his hands, really confused: "He is just smart, but he is not the only smart person. You are such a proud person, how can you just give in like this?"

Su Shenchuan glanced at Fan Ze meaningfully and said, "It's really unfortunate. I didn't expect that after being comrades-in-arms for several years, you still don't know what kind of person I am."

When Su Shenchuan said this, he looked in the direction where Qi Wuling left. After a second, he added, "I have never been an arrogant person."

I don't know whether I am saying this to myself or to Fan Ze.

Anyway, Fan Ze agreed: "Yes, yes, please stop being arrogant, okay? You are a loyal, brave and good person, is that okay?"

Su Shenchuan heard this, his mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes at Fan Ze: "Alright, hurry up, tell me what you want to do, you won't be able to find me after I enter the game."

Fan Ze looked down at the bottle of wine in his hand, raised his head and took a big gulp, wiped his mouth heroically, and threw the bottle into the trash can. He perked up: "There is something I want to do - this is really possible."

"what?"

Fan Ze smiled and said, "I want to touch the gun."

Su Shenchuan didn't expect this to happen. After he retired from the army, he always felt itchy and wanted to touch a gun occasionally. It is said that a soldier's gun is like his wife.

It’s just that after he entered the game, his identity happened to be a special forces soldier, so every time he carried a gun and fought monsters in the game, he felt particularly friendly.

But Fan Ze was not so lucky. He said, "You are lucky. You can carry a gun after entering the game. You can throw grenades and bombs. I envy you to death."

Fan Ze's tone sounded sour.

Su Shenchuan was silent for a moment, then looked at Fan Ze: "What is your identity?"

Fan Ze grinned, revealing a healthy set of white teeth: "Why? Curious? You are really cruel. You have never watched my game live broadcast since you entered the game for so long?"

Su Shenchuan: ...

Seeing that Su Shenchuan was about to run away, Fan Ze continued in a very self-satisfied manner: "You don't know my game identity, but you must know my game code name, right?"

Su Shenchuan nodded: "I know, the top of the single-player horror list - Mark of Dusk. It is well-known for its powerful combat power."

When Fan Ze heard Su Shenchuan say this in a serious tone, he wondered if he was being sarcastic, but when he saw the other person's righteous face, he simply didn't dwell on the question and continued to ask, "Then do you know how the code name Dusk Mark came about?"

Su Shenchuan really didn't know: "Isn't it just a random choice?"

This time it was Fan Ze's turn to be speechless.

"Of course I didn't just pick it randomly! You have to think carefully before picking a nickname, right? The origin of my code name is related to my personal skills."

"My personal skill is Ragnarok."

Ragnarok?

Su Shenchuan thought about it carefully, but didn't understand. Ragnarok refers to the end of the gods. It sounds like a spirit of killing gods if they stand in the way, and killing Buddhas if they stand in the way.

But there was no identity in his mind that could match this skill.

Fan Ze didn't keep the secret and gave the answer with a smile: "The executioner."

Huh? Su Shenchuan was stunned for a moment.

Fan Ze said: "As an executioner who specializes in beheading gods, once they are branded by my personal skills, no matter if they are players or monsters, they can be beheaded from thousands of miles away."

This skill is brutal.

"Don't underestimate this skill, it consumes a lot of mental energy. The executioner has a price to pay for killing people. Whether it's beheading a god or killing a person, once you use this skill, your mental energy will be reduced."

"You also know that when the spirit value is below 40%, you cannot use personal skills."

"So unless I encounter an extremely difficult opponent or monster, I won't use this skill easily."

"In this kind of game, I don't really want to do this. The so-called personal strength ceiling, fighting monsters with amazing strength without using any skills, is not something I really want to do."

"This is not a skill. I have no choice but to win by close combat."

"After I became famous on the personal rankings, I changed my ID. I wanted to call it Ragnarok, but I felt it was too high-profile, so I changed it to Twilight Mark."

Su Shenchuan listened quietly and said, "I didn't realize you were enjoying showing off your skills in close combat."

Fan Ze: ...

Su Shenchuan thought about it and suddenly said, "If you had met Qi Wuling earlier, he might have been very interested in your personal skills."

Fan Ze was particularly disdainful and said, "Then please don't——"

"Although I only know a little about him, I know he has many enemies. Just wanting to take back my Shen Yusi is enough to give him a headache."

"When you insisted on entering the game with him, I warned you not to get involved in this mess."

"It's fine if you were tricked into going in by him, but I won't go if I'm awake alone. Otherwise, my few lives won't be enough for him to torment me. He has so many enemies that I can't kill them all even if my mental power is depleted. If I go to his place, do I think I disappear too slowly?"

It can be seen that these are Fan Ze's heartfelt words.

He spoke all this without taking a deep breath.

Su Shenchuan was stunned.

Su Shenchuan hesitated to speak, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense.

I'd rather not say anything more.

Seeing that Su Shenchuan was silent again, Fan Ze squeezed him and asked, "So you agree?"

"Agree to what?"

"Of course, let me touch the gun."

Su Shenchuan frowned.

"No way, no way? Su Shenchuan, you actually frowned? You're not really going to agree, are you? I'm almost dying--"

Su Shenchuan sighed helplessly: "It's not because of this..."

"what is that?"

"My personal skills don't seem to work in the terminal."

Fan Ze let out a long sigh of relief: "So that's why. That's easy. How about a one-on-one match between the two of us? Let's go to the skill training room and practice with each other."

Su Shenchuan: "Okay."

On the other side, Qi Wuling, who had already left, was calculating the start time of the next league game as he walked.

In fact, it only took a day and a half.

Qi Wuling thought that when he returned to the lounge, there would only be Zhang Yitian and Dong Lin and a few others. If Xu Yi was also there, he would definitely not be able to keep his ears clean.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuling hesitated.

He changed his original route back and decided to take a walk around the area first.

When he turned around, a flash of gold suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Qi Wuling was stunned for a moment. When he subconsciously followed the gaze, he found that the other person was just a stranger whose figure and hair color were a bit like You Baian.

Qi Wuling lowered his head and looked at his toes, kicking the road twice out of boredom, thinking that if it were before, there would definitely be a sticky monster next to him at this moment, and he couldn't drive it away no matter what.

Qi Wuling was lost in thought, as if You Baian's enlarged face appeared in front of him, with light grey pupils, light blond hair, delicate eyebrows, and the beautiful rose pattern under his right eyelid.

Qi Wuling stretched out his hand and touched the other person's face, just as he was about to touch the rose pattern.

The scene before my eyes suddenly vanished again.

Qi Wuling's hand froze in mid-air. He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, as if mocking himself, and then put his hand down.

Qi Wuling, ah Qi Wuling...what on earth are you dreaming about?

He adjusted his shaggy bangs, snorted through his nose, and suddenly felt that everything around him was boring.

Qi Wuling looked towards the league game venue, pinching his fingernails with one hand. It was unclear whether he wanted to enter the game or was thinking about something else. His eyes were so obscure. Then he retracted his gaze and turned away.

Where he looked, the place was still bustling with people, and everyone was still cheering and discussing the arrival of the next game.