Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"In my estimation, the soul fragments recovered from this instance will be enough for the boss to regain some of his consciousness." Tingying said in an unhappy tone, "But you actually left the boss's eyes - such an important energy component - in the instance!"

Tingying and Zhang Chunliang sat opposite each other in an empty courtyard in the base. There were many players standing inside and outside the courtyard, but they were far away and did not disturb their conversation.

Tingying leaned back in a recliner, holding the teacup in one hand, staring at Zhang Chunliang angrily.

Zhang Chunliang coughed lightly: "The situation was very complicated at the time. We were trying to help an important NPC to be reborn..."

"NPC! That's an NPC!" Ting Ying's tone became louder, and he interrupted Zhang Chunliang mercilessly, "Perhaps you should read Article 137 of the Player's Code, which explicitly prohibits players from empathizing with NPCs in the dungeon. You are lucky to have escaped this time. If you met a bad guy with bad intentions, you would die without knowing how you died."

Zhang Chunliang felt a soft and warm sensation on his legs, and a furry dog's head was lying on his legs, sticking out its tongue comfortably.

He stroked the dog's head, and his tone was still quite patient: "I dare to do this, of course, I have obtained the consent of your boss."

"He only has a fragment of his soul there, and he does things completely on instinct. He is a fool. Are you a fool too?" Tingying's tone became more and more impolite.

Even though Zhang Chunliang had a good temper, he couldn't help but frown at this moment. He raised his eyes and looked at Tingying without any emotion.

Tingying knew that she had said the wrong thing and was speechless for a moment. She looked at Zhang Chunliang, opened her mouth, but finally fell silent.

"Okay, I apologize to you. What should we do next? Go back to that copy and ask the NPC to return his eyes?" Zhang Chunliang asked gently.

He was kneading the mad dog's big ears, and he was a little too heavy-handed, causing the big dog to whimper.

"Forget it, can you still go back?" Ting Ying's tone became low, "Now the news in the game house is going crazy. I even got the news on the black market that a player destroyed an entire game world by himself. Now some people are asking for your news everywhere."

"Hmm." Zhang Chunliang nodded, thought for a moment, and added, "Strictly speaking, it wasn't me who killed the game world, it was the son of the game world who killed his father."

"What is going on? Has your mind become confused after completing a dungeon? Can you give birth to a son in the game world?" Tingying felt that the atmosphere between the two had eased, so she scolded with a smile.

Zhang Chunliang didn't explain much and just smiled.

"Woo--" The big dog whined in his arms unwillingly, as if it was acting coquettishly, and seemed a little aggrieved.

Zhang Chunliang suddenly became nervous: "Duoduo, what's wrong? Did I touch your wound?"

Seeing that his father's attention had returned to him, the mad dog rubbed his head contentedly, but did not respond to Zhang Chunliang's words.

"How long will it last like this?" Zhang Chunliang felt uncomfortable looking at the mad dog's ignorant behavior.

"Two more days, the self-consciousness cannot be closed for too long, otherwise he will lose his humanity." Tingying laughed, "It's really funny, such a dead guy, when he was dying, he actually turned himself into a dog. He has been hiding for the past few days and will not come out until you come back."

"He became like this in order to save you." Zhang Chunliang said, "Don't say that to him, I'll be angry."

"Okay, okay, you two have a deep affection for each other as master and servant." Tingying raised her eyebrows but did not bring up the topic any further.

She lowered her head with a lack of interest, shook the cup in her hand, and said after a long while: "They are going to rebel. Blasphemy will most likely fall apart. Those who are willing to follow me are those who sincerely want the boss to come back. This time, many people were killed in the dungeon."

"What on earth are they going to do?" Zhang Chunliang frowned helplessly, unable to understand the thoughts of the rebellious players. "It's hard enough to survive here, and they have to keep committing suicide."

"Wang Guobin's group is a group of veterans who appeared in the game very early. They were very dissatisfied with being commanded by the boss, but because the boss was strong enough, they did not dare to resist. After the boss died, they chose to join Blasphemy, just to embezzle the boss's legacy."

It seems that over the years they have taken advantage of various opportunities to seize most of Shen Xingyi's assets. Now that they have made enough money, they will naturally choose to "turn over a new leaf" and return to Game House.

"There is another part, I guess they are undercover agents sent by the Game House." Ting Ying said lightly, "On the surface, it is just a huge operating system, but in fact it is like an intelligent giant with unparalleled eyes, monitoring every player who enters the game."

Zhang Chunliang nodded. No one understood this better than him.

"Even if we know who the undercover agents are, we can't expel them easily. The boss hasn't been resurrected yet, and we can't anger the Game House anyway."

"What did He send people to monitor? Was it the progress of Shen Xingyi's resurrection?" Zhang Chunliang murmured, "Then when he is resurrected, will He take action——?"

"Time is becoming increasingly tight." Ting Ying closed his eyes tiredly. "Game House has already taken action. He wants to steal the portrait of the boss."

This is why Mad Dog was injured so badly. They fought desperately to resist several waves of attacks from the enemy camp, and were also fanned by members of the organization with ulterior motives.

During the time when Zhang Chunliang was away, Blasphemy was in a state of chaos and bloodshed.

"I originally thought that you would bring back the boss's key energy this time." Tingying said in a low voice.

Shen Xingyi's resurrection process has reached a critical point. If Zhang Chunliang brings back enough soul fragments this time, Shen Xingyi's main body can attract other fragments scattered in the copy and replenish itself.

At that time, Shen Xingyi's fans would no longer need to enter dangerous dungeons surrounded by wolves to collect his fragments.

Tingying will have enough chips to compete with Wang Guobin and others.

"We are just a little bit away from our goal." Tingying suddenly said, "I'm sorry, my tone just now was too harsh. I apologize to you."

Zhang Chunliang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Tingying.

She was in a very bad condition. Her head was tightly wrapped by a huge white shell, leaving only a strange face, like a weird alien. Her facial features were severely disfigured, covered with black and red scars, and some pus-yellow liquid would drip from time to time. Her originally tall body was now only half burned, tightly wrapped in gauze, and was slowly healing.

Tingying raised his cup with his only remaining right arm and shook it at Zhang Chunliang: "Next time, please do it. I beg you to choose ten items from my backpack, regardless of level."

So far, Zhang Chunliang has completed five dungeons in a row, and each time he returned with a full load, without a single defeat. Tingying has few people to rely on, and she has very little time left. If there is anyone who can definitely bring back the boss's fragments in the next dungeon, it must be Zhang Chunliang.

"Before I answer this question, I want to ask you something."

"Speak." Tingying said patiently.

"Someone told me that there is a player in Blasphemy who is a legendary ghost player. Do you know about this?"

Tingying's expression changed, and she asked sternly, "Who told you?!"

"Don't ask, I just want to know the answer." Zhang Chunliang's expression was very sincere, "My schedule is very full right now, and I don't want to leave such a big hidden danger behind me."

"..." Tingying's body was frozen and motionless. She leaned back in the chair, thinking silently for a long time before she slowly said, "Actually, I have long suspected... about that person's identity... It was only confirmed some time ago. I was afraid of causing a commotion, so I never dared to talk about it with anyone..."

Several players in the courtyard suddenly lowered their heads and talked to each other, then walked three meters away from the two people and stopped.

Under the feet of several players was a lightning line flashing with blue and purple light. The line isolated Zhang Chunliang and Tingying inside, making it impossible for outsiders to approach.

"I'm sorry, Second Master." A player with twin ponytails interrupted Tingying. She smiled sweetly and blinked, "President Wang said that your communication time is up for 20 minutes. This player should come out now."

When Tingying saw someone coming, she immediately stopped talking and stared at Zhang Chunliang with a pleading look.

A male player outside became impatient and took a step forward, trying to pull Zhang Chunliang out.

Who would have known that the inconspicuous lightning line would be like a sharp knife, cutting off half of his forefoot in a flash.

"Ahhhh!" He rolled on the ground, covering his feet and screaming miserably.

The players who heard the sound quickly gathered around and raised their weapons vigilantly.

"Second Master, please don't be ungrateful." The team leader who supervised Tingying smiled wryly, "You know, if this meeting doesn't satisfy President Wang, then you won't have the chance to meet again."

"Bai Chang." Ting Ying identified the person who was speaking, then laughed strangely, "I remember that I was the one who rescued you from the dungeon. At that time, you knelt down and begged me, saying that someone was chasing you and asked me to take you in to Blasphemy."

Team leader Bai Chang's smile faded. He didn't like others mentioning his shameful history. He was a well-known figure in Blasphemy. "Everyone has their own aspirations. If the Second In Command can't satisfy mine, naturally someone else will."

Tingying nodded, and pus flowed down her face, making her look disheveled and ugly.

Seeing the second in command who used to be so high and mighty in the Blasphemy Organization now in such an embarrassing state, Bai Chang couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Don't be so petty, you are just a short-sighted woman, you really think you are such a big shot. We are not going in now to save your face, don't be so shameless."

"I promise you." Zhang Chunliang suddenly stood up and tied the leash for the mad dog.

His response was to Tingying's request for him to enter the copy once again.

"Thank you." Ting Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and smashed the wine glass in his hand. The lightning line that separated the two from the outside world suddenly disappeared. "During this period of time, you can live in my RV. It is safe with my protection. They can't get in. Also, if you encounter any trouble, go find Qin Wanyi... or Fox."

The various tortures brought by losing power did not frighten Tingying at all. Her disfigured facial features well concealed the sarcastic corners of her mouth.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to jump around for long." Ting Ying finally spared a glance at the minions outside, and said meaningfully: "As a man, you must leave yourself a way out, otherwise you won't know how you died when the time comes."

Bai Chang's eyes darkened. He looked at Zhang Chunliang with a stern face and roared angrily, "What are you dawdling for? Are you waiting to die? Go to the next instance quickly, eat our food and use our things. How long do you want to rest here?!"

In fact, less than half a day had passed since Zhang Chunliang came out of the previous copy, and he hadn't even drunk a sip of water.

Bai Chang seemed to want to say something, but the mad dog suddenly broke free from the leash, leaped up, and knocked him to the ground viciously. Its sharp canine teeth tore off half of the flesh on his neck, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

Zhang Chunliang did not stop Mad Dog's actions. He quietly glanced at the players who had wary and unfriendly looks - some of them had greeted him with smiles and were extremely kind.

"Don't be so petty." He said gently to Bai Chang, who was bleeding profusely, "You are just an ungrateful villain, but you really think you are such a big shot. Don't be so shameless."

Tingying suddenly burst into hoarse laughter behind him, tearing the wound open and causing blood to flow out.

Bai Chang seemed to want to say something, but the mad dog with blood on its fur moved one step closer to him.

Zhang Chunliang put the leash on it and left the yard amid countless ambiguous gazes.

He found Tingying's RV, and she was right, no one could open that car.

So, that group of people surrounded the area with several layers of iron cages and iron nets, without concealing their malicious intent at all. Some good-hearted people even hung a sign on the iron nets that read: Zhang Chunliang and dogs are not allowed to enter.

Fortunately, the mad dog has now lost its human consciousness and does not know that the line of words is insulting it and its father, otherwise it would not be sitting obediently on the ground leaning against its father, wagging its tail happily like it is now.

Zhang Chunliang looked expressionlessly at the players behind him who were secretly looking at him.

The group of people looked embarrassed, did not dare to look at him, and dispersed.

Tingying was right. Due to the manipulation of someone with ulterior motives, all the power that belonged to her in Blasphemy was sent to the copy. In addition, she was seriously injured and betrayed by the people she trusted. During this period of time, she had a hard time in the organization.

However, due to the players under her command, that group of people did not dare to take her life directly.

But when they came back, what awaited them were probably excuses like "Tingying went out for something", "Tingying is recuperating", "Tingying is on a dungeon".

She would exhaust all her energy in this long ordeal and end up in a dead end.

As a "direct descendant" brought by Tingying and a rising star player who had received extremely high scores in five consecutive copies, he had actually been secretly envied and hated by a group of people for a long time. However, he was very well protected at that time and no one dared to attack him.

But now, the people who protected him have lost their power, and all kinds of evil spirits have come out.

Zhang Chunliang took down the sign and observed it for a moment.

The sign was dirty, as if it had been picked up from a garbage dump. There were some unknown stains on it, and a faint stench.

Zhang Chunliang suddenly felt very bored. It was already annoying that she couldn't find a boyfriend, and now she was harassed by a bunch of trash after get off work.

"Who posted this?" A cold voice came from behind him.

A slender hand took the sign from his hand and looked at it.