Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

"Drink some hot tea." Wen Rulan handed a cup of tea to Meng Xing.

The tea had just been poured and was still steaming white. Meng Xing held the tea cup in his palm and felt an endless stream of warmth. He took another gentle sip, and the heat flowed in his organs, melting the solidified meridians, and the blood flowed again. Meng Xing's somewhat frozen mind finally recovered slowly.

He looked at the brightly lit living room in front of him at a loss for a moment, and then he finally came to his senses. After walking out of the tavern, he wandered on the street for who knows how long, and happened to meet Wen Rulan, who took him back home.

Different from the hysterical and impending doomsday despair shown by the people Meng Xing met in the outside world, Wen Rulan's home was quiet and warm. After Meng Xing drank the tea, he breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned on On the sofa, I was finally able to truly relax.

Wen Rulan didn't let him lean on her so relaxedly. After pouring the tea, he left for a while and then came back with a pile of clean clothes.

He stood in front of Meng Xing, stretched out his hand to pull Meng Xing who was slumped on the sofa, and told him: "Change your clothes first."

After walking in the wind and snow for so long, even if the cotton-padded clothes of this era were specially made and were more warm and moisture-proof than those of Meng Xing's time, they could not withstand the low temperature just after the snowstorm.

The clothes on Meng Xing's body still looked like clothes, but when he reached out and touched them, they turned into hard lumps. It was undoubtedly uncomfortable to wear such clothes, but Meng Xing had just recovered from the freezing stiffness, and before he had time to notice, when Wen Rulan reminded him, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

However, he didn't put it on directly. Although he drank hot tea, Meng Xing still felt that his limbs were cold. He wanted to take a hot bath first.

Wen Rulan took Meng Xing to the bathroom. After putting the hot water on, he left voluntarily.

Meng Xing took the longest bath in his life. After experiencing extremely cold temperatures, the warm water was like salvation. He couldn't help but indulge in it and almost fell asleep in the bathtub.

If Wen Rulan hadn't knocked on the door when she saw that he hadn't come out for a long time, Meng Xing would have really slept in the bathroom all night.

He put on his clothes, wiped his hair with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom. He returned to the living room and sat on the sofa opposite Wen Rulan.

After changing clothes and taking a shower, we were finally able to sit down and talk, but when they faced each other, no one spoke first.

It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, it’s that I have so much to say that I don’t know where to start.

In the end, Wen Rulan was the first to break the silence. He asked the question he was most concerned about: "The ending of the last dream..."

"The game will continue." Meng Xing repeated the ending decision given by the system. He was a little tired. He didn't know whether it was because he walked in the wind and snow for too long, or because this was another unsuccessful ending.

After all, it was already the fifth dream. He went from failure to failure, and from to be continued to to be continued. It seemed that he had made progress, but in fact, he still had not cleared the level.

As if he was walking on a road with no end in sight, Meng Xing suddenly didn't know where the end of this game was, or whether he could reach the end.

Meng Xing's depressed mood was reflected in his tone and expression. Wen Rulan saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but tighten his fingers uneasily.

Fortunately, Meng Xing cheered up quickly. He chose the path himself. He had the opportunity to quit, but he insisted on making the mistake to the end.

Since it was his own choice, he had no right to regret it, and he would not regret it.

Meng Xing's expression became firm again, and Wen Rulan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to ask, "What happened to Wu Jin? Why did he appear in the last dream?"

"Wujin..." Meng Xing hesitated for a moment when he mentioned the name. He told the story of how he went to the Dream of Outer Territory in a dream at the bottom of Longyuan Rift Valley. Moreover, he also said He made his own guess as to why Wu Jin came here: "Maybe he came here because I caught his attention in the extraterrestrial dream."

He spoke very briefly. He didn't talk about all the complicated scenes he saw when he left the Dream Outside the Territory.

But even with such a brief account, Wen Rulan took some time to digest it. After a moment, he pondered: "So he is really a person from outside the dream, and he does have the power to oppose the way of heaven."

"Why did you tell me not to believe him?" Wen Rulan asked.

Meng Xing gave the answer, because Wujin was a monster born in a filthy land, so it was not worthy of belief, but this answer full of prejudice could not really convince Wen Rulan.

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, why shouldn't he trust Wu Jin... If he had to give a reason, he couldn't. There is actually nothing wrong with what Wu Jin said. If you cooperate with him, you may really be able to escape destiny's pursuit and escape from this reincarnation with no end in sight.

But...almost instinctively, Meng Xing felt that something bad would happen if he cooperated with Wu Jin.

It was so bad that he would rather give up this shortcut and continue to struggle in reincarnation.

And the system also clearly stated that the second main line is to kill Wujin. The main line is a task that must be completed. Yes, it must be completed. Meng Xing finally thought of a convincing reason, and he told Wen Rulan this reason.

But Wen Rulan was still asking for more details: "Do you think Wu Jin can't be trusted, before the system promulgated the mission, or after the system promulgated the mission?"

"...after the mission is promulgated." Meng Xing couldn't speak clearly and answered hesitantly.

Wen Rulan looked at Meng Xing intently. After a moment, he changed the question: "What's going on with the card with the red frame?"

"That's an SP card, the system gave it to me." Meng Xing answered the question smoothly.

Wen Rulan: "Didn't you say before that the system does not have a category for SP cards?"

"There was no..." Meng Xing hesitated for a moment, and then confirmed again: "It's probably a hidden classification."

"What do Wu Jin's words mean?" Wen Rulan changed the question again. He repeated Wu Jin's words that made him particularly concerned: "There is no reality in dreams. Apart from you and me, they are all phantoms."

"Because he doesn't know the existence of the system, so he thinks I am a phantom, just like the people in the book don't know they are in the book." Meng Xing has a completely self-consistent theory, and he has no doubt about his understanding. .

Just like he firmly believes that he is just a system player and Wen Rulan is the master of dreams, Meng Zejun.

This determination, reinforced time and time again by Meng Xing and unshakable by others, made Wen Rulan swallow all the other words he wanted to say. He leaned on the cushions of the sofa and pinched his brows tiredly.

After a moment, he spoke again: "Is Wujin dead?"

Being pierced by thousands of arrows and finally buried in ruins, it stands to reason that he deserves to die. But the other party was such a monster that even heaven could not completely destroy, so Meng Xing could only answer: "I don't know."

At the same time, he warned seriously: "If he appears in front of you again, you must not believe a word he says, let alone cooperate with him."

Will Wu Jin appear in front of him again? Wen Rulan recalled the look in Wu Jin's eyes before he was buried in the ruins. Even if he were to appear, he would probably appear in front of Meng Xing. Wen Rulan thought to herself.

He responded absently and asked again: "How will I die this time?"

"You will die at the end of the world..." Meng Xing suddenly remembered: "Do you have Noah's tickets?"

Wen Rulan opened her mobile phone, opened the ticket woven with green leaves and flowers, and showed it to Meng Xing. Meng Xing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it. Noah's ticket was the only one to survive the cold wave that was about to sweep the world after the sun went out. hope.

He didn't care whether he had it or not, but Wen Rulan did.

"Then do you have one?" Wen Rulan asked.

"I didn't...but it doesn't matter..." Meng Xing was about to continue, but Wen Rulan interrupted him: "I will solve it."

What to solve? What Wen Rulan said made Meng Xing confused.

Wen Rulan didn't want to explain. He looked at the time and saw that it was already ten o'clock in the evening. He stood up and said, "I have to get up early to hold a press conference tomorrow. I'll go to bed first. Your room is next to mine. The quilt is in the cupboard."

"Okay." Meng Xing agreed, but Wen Rulan did not leave, as if waiting for something.

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt blessed and said, "Good night."

"Good night." Wen Rulan got what she wanted and finally went back to her room to rest.

Shortly after Wen Rulan returned to her room, Meng Xing also returned to his room. He was indeed a little tired and needed a good sleep.

He spread a soft quilt for himself, and fell asleep in the warm quilt.

The next day, just like before, Meng Xing became Wen Rulan's nominal assistant and followed Wen Rulan to the press conference.

Regarding the speech delivered by co-president Qi Ruiwen yesterday, people still have many questions, such as why Noah City only has 100 million tickets, why it cannot add more people, or whether this artificial sun can really guarantee the safety of people in the city. To withstand the extreme cold after the sun goes out.

Qi Ruiwen was not a professional when it came to these specific theoretical matters. Even if he had memorized the manuscript, he was not sure. Wen Rulan, the main developer of the artificial sun, still needed to answer the questions.

"If humans want to survive, they don't just have to resist the severe cold. Food and drinking water are also key. After the sun goes out, humans will no longer be able to step outside Noah's city for a long time. We need to stay in Noah's city." To be self-sufficient in Asia City, it is necessary to retain a certain amount of fields and pastures. The capacity of 100 million people is the maximum capacity that can sustain survival based on multi-dimensional calculations."

"The central tower in the artificial sun is essentially a machine that simulates the sun and emits thermal radiation outwards, while the four peripheral auxiliary towers are barriers that reflect this thermal radiation. When the central tower and four auxiliary towers are fully activated, , the heat will be trapped in a limited city and will no longer scatter outwards or attenuate. We have enough theory to support this idea..."

Wen Rulan was talking eloquently on the stage. When he came to this dreamland, he had all the knowledge and experience of this identity. He knew the principles of everything, so he could answer reporters' questions with ease.

Meng Xing looked at him from the audience. This was a press conference held to answer questions and appease the people. In addition to Wen Rulan, the people on the stage were also other researchers involved in the study. He was an assistant who didn't know anything, so naturally he couldn't go up. of.

He didn't want to go up. Meng Xing was not used to being exposed to so many cameras, so he felt more comfortable standing under the stage. Moreover, he could also observe the field and help Wen Rulan stay vigilant to prevent anyone from causing trouble at the press conference.

That being said, there were a lot of security guards at the press conference, and no one would come to make trouble. Meng Xing spent most of his time just in a daze.

He looked at the crowd in the audience in a daze, thinking all over the place in his mind, as if he was wondering what the doomsday method of death meant, and how he would deal with Wujin if he found them again if he was still alive.

I don't know if it was because he was too immersed in his thoughts, but he seemed to really see the shadow of Wu Jin.

Meng Xing was startled for a moment, suspecting that it was his imagination. Then he rubbed his eyes and looked at the end of the crowd.

It wasn't his imagination. In an unnoticed corner of the press conference, there really was a man who didn't know when he would arrive.

He was wearing a black hooded robe, the hem of which reached past his knees, and the hat was so low that it covered most of his face. Meng Xing could only see below his eyes.

But just by looking at the straight bridge of his nose and the sharp outline of his face, you can still get a glimpse of his outstanding appearance.

Just like Wu Jin's face that doesn't match the darkness inside and is extremely deceptive.

Moreover, this man is very similar to Wu Jin from his body shape to his feeling. Except that the corners of his lips were not raised like Wu Jin's habitual way, and were straight and serious.

But this difference was too insignificant compared to their many similarities. Meng Xing had no second answer in his heart. He had already identified this man as Wu Jin.

He was about to sneak over from the side, but when he raised his head again, he found that the man was gone.

He was quiet when he came and even quieter when he left. Wen Rulan was still answering on the stage, and the reporters in the audience were still pressing the flash lights. The entire press conference was proceeding in an orderly manner. No one was aware of the arrival and departure of a man in the corner behind them.

Meng Xing, who was the only one who noticed it, could no longer find any trace of the other party, as if this uninvited guest who was staying briefly was just his imagination.

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