God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

In front of the dining table with flickering candlelight, the young man's voice sounded slowly.

"Ms. Yang, when I left, I was thinking about what kind of place the Yang family is."

He Ziyun seemed to be feeling emotional. He lay on the table, raised his eyelids and looked at Yang Jingshu, smiling:

"It has not only raised people like your father, but also people like you," He Ziyun blinked, "Two completely different personalities, it's really magical."

Yang Jingshu's expression remained unchanged. She looked at He Ziyun's eyes and did not look away:

"My father and I are different."

People are all independent individuals. There is no reason why if she is raised by someone, she will definitely become a copy of that person.

He Ziyun's eyebrows were raised lightly. He had good looks and looked very good-looking with such an expression.

"I made a mistake, but I was really too curious."

After climbing out of a big dyeing vat like the Yang family, he could still stick to his original intention and not forget his morality. He Ziyun really admired him from the bottom of his heart.

At least he can't.

After all, after he discovered that his adoptive father had some thoughts, he was sent away by the young man before he could take action.

"But it's true that no one would mind having too much money," He Ziyun said, holding his chin: "I'm a businessman, and I wouldn't mind having too much money."

The difference between him and Principal Fengze is that he won't do those disgusting things.

"Of course, I won't do anything illegal. Miss Yang, don't forget this,"

He Ziyun smiled: "But I remember what Miss Yang said just now."

Yang Jingshu frowned and said suddenly: "Another industry?"

He Ziyun nodded slightly, "I have a guess, but I'm not sure."

Yang Jingshu said anxiously: "What speculation? Let's have a listen."

He Ziyun unusually hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "I'm not sure yet. I'll wait until I'm sure."

He Ziyun didn't mean to hide it, he was just worried that if his thinking went wrong, Yang Jingshu's thinking would also change.

People's thinking cannot be too unified, otherwise it is more likely to make mistakes.

Yang Jingshu saw what he meant and did not continue to ask. She just nodded and said:

"Okay, can you confirm tomorrow?"

She always feels that this dungeon feels strange to people. It may be very simple, or it may be difficult. After all, until now, no one seems to have made any progress in the main plot——

and many more!

Yang Jingshu frowned and said, "Has there been any main plot notification sound during your mission progress?"

He Ziyun was stunned for a moment. Since there were too many notification sounds every time in the plot, he almost ignored the notification sounds. Hearing this, he also realized something and said in a daze:

"No."

He Ziyun shook his head: "I haven't heard it once."

Although it was only a short day, He Ziyun asked himself that he had definitely found a lot of clues, not to mention that Yang Jingshu and of course they also found Fengze's bill slips.

Adding up these clues piecemeal, it doesn’t count 40 or 50%, but it must be 30 or 40%, right?

But for now, none of them had heard the system beep.

He Ziyun suddenly saw his two fathers being confused some time ago. Now that he is completely awake, he finally realizes how serious this problem is.

There is no prompt sound. How long do they have to stay in this copy?

Yang Jingshu looked a little ugly. She hesitated for a few seconds, looked up at the anchors who were huddled in the corner and whispered, and pursed her lips.

"I've been in this situation before."

Yang Jingshu: "There are two possibilities for the lack of prompt sound. One is that we completely investigated the wrong direction of the main plot. This is okay, as long as we correct it in time,"

He Ziyun was keenly aware of the pause in Yang Jingshu's words and said, "Where's the other one?"

Yang Jingshu closed her eyes: "The other one means that in addition to the lack of plot prompts, this dungeon also has the possibility of a duration similar to the character's role play,"

"To put it simply, in addition to surviving as long as the "character" survives, we also have to complete the main storyline. "

The prompts in the middle dungeon will not appear. They will only appear at the end of the dungeon. As for the main plot, no matter how much the anchor has done or whether he has done something wrong, there will be no prompts.

He Ziyun understood clearly: "..."

Understandable barrage: [……]

【Hey! Such a trap? 】

[Is there such a stupid copy? 】

[Actually, it’s okay. I’ve seen very few copies of this type, but the mortality rate of this type of copy is really super low. It seems like you won’t die as long as you don’t commit suicide.]

[emm... Let me correct the popular science above. To be precise, it is like this. The anchors will be told what the main plot is at the end. If the anchors make a mistake, haha, press the first thirty touches. Go to the back row where the main plot clues are, and all the anchors behind will burp in place]

【…】

[Holy shit... I’m even more fooled]

[This is no longer a trap, this is... trying to put people to death...]

[...Hahahahahaha, I was just laughing, and I definitely didn’t mean to laugh. My wife is still inside...I don’t want to see my wife explode like a watermelon]

[Get out of here upstairs! ! ! ! What to say! There is absolutely no way this kind of thing will happen to my wife, okay? ! 】

[Stop cursing, seriously, if you curse me again, I will rebound]

【Hahahaha rebound】

【…】

"Is there no other way?"

He Ziyun still couldn't help but speak.

Yang Jingshu shook her head and said very frankly: "No."

"..." He Ziyun lowered his eyelids slightly and sighed: "There should be no mistakes in the investigation. In this copy of Fengze, these are the only things that can be investigated."

Having said that, there is a lot of certainty, but the feeling of not holding your life in your own hands is still very uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, He Ziyun stood up slowly. He yawned lazily and nodded slightly to Yang Jingshu:

"Then I'll leave first, and you can chat slowly."

Yang Jingshu was stunned: "Don't you want to sleep here?"

He Ziyun: "..."

He looked at the things around him without saying anything, and felt quite emotional:

"Forget it for now, I prefer the bed."

Yang Jingshu: "...Forget it."

Having said that, Yang Jingshu didn't actually plan to spend the night in the cafeteria. Who knew what the instructors would do to get the students up so early in the morning.

He Ziyun: "Then I'm leaving."

"Well," Yang Jingshu nodded, not forgetting to ask: "Remember to make sure."

"know."

He Ziyun said no more and turned towards the door of the cafeteria. Ye Zhishi smiled and nodded as he passed by.

Ye Zhi nodded sheepishly, looked at the young man's retreating back, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

Someone next to me smiled and said, "What are you looking at? Everyone is gone."

Ye Zhi ignored him and walked to the side table to sit in a daze.

She was wondering whether to follow He Ziyun to get some clues.