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【Ding】

[Anchor Yang Jingshu and Fang Ran's copy of "Shenzhi Gaige" main task progress has reached 85%]

The system notification sound in his ears made He Ziyun raise his head slightly. He looked at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyelids drooping slightly.

The progress of eighty-five represents the beginning of the end of this copy.

So what clues did Yang Jingshu and the others find?

The long-haired young man looked at the gray-white fish nuzzling his knees and touched the other person's hair soothingly with gentle movements.

The person who is being restrained in this copy is Zero. Logically speaking, the clues basically revolve around Zero...

The only NPC that can have a relationship with Zero now, apart from Lilith who seems to have obtained Zero's appearance, there is only one person left——

boss.

Boss Lin.

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the other side.

Fang Ran, who was gradually deprived of breath by the black liquid, hugged the sleeping Yang Jingshu tightly, and his whole body was almost suffering from hypoxia to the point of cardiac arrest.

The black liquid enveloped them, constantly squirming and making strange sounds. It was wet and sticky, and emitted strange sounds similar to screaming.

Fang Ran didn't know what to do. He could only hug Yang Jingshu, open his eyes and look at the intertwined liquids in front of him, and watch himself fall bit by bit with a clear mind.

boom!

Fang Ran's back suddenly fell to the ground, and the hard gravel was quickly embedded into her flesh. She groaned in pain and her eyes darkened, and she hugged Yang Jingshu tighter.

it hurts.

Fang Ran sighed. She looked at the black liquid that was still blocking her sight and gasped feebly...

respite?

Fang Ran was startled, and then realized that he could breathe now.

At the same time, the black liquid quickly loosened its hold on the two men and dissipated slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally turning into a plume of black smoke and disappearing.

Yang Jingshu, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed violently. She clutched her painful chest, and a bright red blood stain came out from her lips, and her jaw dropped as she spoke.

Fang Ran, who was adjusting his breathing, was startled. He stepped forward and patted Yang Jingshu's chest, saying eagerly:

"Sister Jing? Sister Jing?! Wake up!"

There was a loud sound in her ears. Yang Jingshu, who was in pain, slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Fang Ran with a confused look on her face and coughed lightly:

"It's okay, I just got angry."

The reflux of Qi and blood leads to coughing up blood, but it actually doesn't mean anything.

In fact, Yang Jingshu felt that she was more awake now.

Fang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized how painful his back was at the moment.

She couldn't help but grinned for a few seconds, sighed and patted her leg: "It's okay, okay, sister Jing, you fell asleep just now, those black liquids..."

Fang Ran quickly recounted what happened in the room just now, frowning:

"When I was completely enveloped in the black liquid, I saw something directly punctured the window of our room. I felt a bit like Dany's tentacles..."

In the middle of the night, Danni came to see them instead of resting, which proved that their behavior tonight had indeed touched the critical point of Danni and others.

Fang Ran was now very glad that Lin Su listened to the advice and did not live or die with them, otherwise someone might really die tonight.

Yang Jingshu frowned after hearing this: "You mean, those black liquids are friends, not enemies?"

"...It's not the same," Fang Ran still hesitated, she said:

"But for the time being, it seems that they should be on the opposite side of Dani and the others. Otherwise, we were clearly in bed, so why didn't Dani and the others see us?"

This is really hard to say.

Although the black liquid looks a bit weird and even makes people feel chilly, compared to Dani and others who want to kill people as soon as they appear, it seems that they are really helping them.

Then the problem is coming.

Yang Jingshu: "Why does it help us?"

That's the problem.

Fang Ran shook her head. She endured the pain and stood up from the ground. She raised her head and looked around, then paused on the spot.

"Sister Jing."

Fang Ran hesitated: "You don't think this place looks familiar?"

Is it her imagination? Why did she feel that the alley she was in now was so similar to the alley she ran into after chasing the little boy?

Yang Jingshu rubbed her swollen temples, squinted her eyes and looked around, her eyes slightly surprised for a few seconds, and then nodded: "That's it."

In the alley they initially chased the little boy into, Fang Ran almost got a pistol from the little boy's mother.

But now, the alley obviously doesn't look that old and dirty. Although it is still a fine gravel road, it is far less dirty than the two of them saw during the day.

Yang Jingshu was also a little confused. She stood up and groped for the alley wall on one side, slightly twirling some dirt from the wall and rubbing it.

What did those unknown black liquids do by throwing them here?

The two looked at each other, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

"Is this a hint?"

Fang Ran hesitated for a few seconds and said softly.

Yang Jingshu didn't refute. She walked to Fang Ran and held his hand, humming softly:

"Let's take a look first, step by step."

After all, we have arrived at this place, and it is still necessary to carefully observe what is wrong around us.

[Why are Yang Da and the others back here? 】

[But this alley looks a bit new, no, no, it’s not new, it just looks a little newer than when we saw it during the day]

[...Have Yang Da and the others returned to the time before this copy? 】

【Ah this! It's really possible! 】

[Is it dangerous? 】

[Danger and opportunity are treasures that coexist. If you are always afraid, you will probably be the first person to die.]

[…Please don’t scare me, I’m really timid, thank you, thank you, thank you]

[Hahaha, look at you guys upstairs, you are so scared]

[This really makes sense. Generally, those who are most afraid of death are likely to be the first to die...]

[Forget it, I won’t look for clues if I go in, I will definitely die (optimistic wry smile)]

[You still have to struggle a bit, try to make your death not so miserable...]

[...There is ambition upstairs! I want to learn from you]

[Farewell, prepare a good coffin for me, I will come back tonight to thank you]

【...I really appreciate you】

【…】

The alley was deep and silent, looking even more eerie and gloomy in the night atmosphere. Before the two of them took a step, the sound of heart-stopping footsteps sounded in the alley.

Fang Ran looked back cautiously, she always felt something was wrong.

Noticing her constant turning back, Yang Jingshu turned her head and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Fang Ran was a little confused. She approached Yang Jingshu's ear, stepped slightly and whispered:

"Sister Jing, have you ever felt that besides the two of us, there was a sound of footsteps?"