Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Wang Shaofan took the cigarette from Zhang Chunliang and looked at the strange man in the distance with hesitation. Finally, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Is that man a player or an NPC? He looks very strange and has a very dangerous smell. Believe me, my intuition is very accurate... You'd better stay away from him."

Zhang Chunliang smiled gently and did not respond.

"Okay." Wang Shaofan didn't force it. He shrugged and kindly gave his reminder again, "There will be a couple dance later. Try to stay closer to normal people. You may exchange partners in the middle of the dance. If you have acquaintances, choose acquaintances... Well, acquaintances may not be safe right now."

Wang Shaofan looked at the edge of the stairs not far away, where a red "person" appeared. The person's facial features were blurred and the skin on his body had disappeared, leaving only scarlet, wet and sticky flesh. Every step he took would leave a footprint with flesh on the ground.

He was a friend of Wang Shaofan. They had worked together on three copies and they were close friends.

In this copy, because of their different camps, the two did not have much interaction, but they did exchange information several times.

Seeing that familiar figure walking towards him, Wang Shaofan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said to Zhang Chunliang: "Go, go, push me and go - stay away, I'll give you money!"

That guy obviously no longer has a human form. If he has transformed into a monster, then he is simply walking into a tiger's mouth.

"That's a bit too heartless... I just have no skin, don't make a fuss." A sweet and charming female voice came from the skinless monster's body, "When I came here just now, I was swallowed by a meatball monster. I finally crawled out of its stomach..."

Indeed, the skinless person's body was covered with a strange mucus that had a sour and rotten odor and was still corroding her flesh.

"Is there any clean water?" The woman stood there for only a dozen seconds, and the stomach acid on her feet corroded a hole in the floor. "I have to clean myself up, or my internal organs will melt."

Zhang Chunliang felt a sharp pain in his teeth. He couldn't imagine how much pain the female player in front of him was going through.

"Don't look at me like that, handsome boy. I'm shy." Long Zinan looked at Zhang Chunliang, with a hint of smile in his voice, "My nerves are all burned out, it doesn't hurt that much."

Wang Shaofan's throat rolled: "Go to my room, 1677, I have stored fresh water and alcohol, use less, leave some for me..."

Long Zinan nodded, took out a prop and threw it to Wang Shaofan, then walked downstairs.

Wang Shaofan picked up the props and looked at Zhang Chunliang in surprise.

"It's an electric wheelchair...quite practical," Zhang Chunliang commented.

"There are only a few who can maintain a clear mind like her." With the help of Zhang Chunliang, Wang Shaofan sat on a new wheelchair. "Nowadays, most of the players are corrupted. Sometimes they look normal, but they will be exposed if you ask them a few more questions."

"What do you want to ask?" Zhang Chunliang was a little curious.

"Ask for the club name, game ID, and how they entered the game. The corrupted players will gradually think they are native to the game and won't be able to remember these things." Wang Shaofan said with great experience, "When they forget all these things, they are basically dead."

Zhang Chunliang nodded and asked, "Which gaming guild are you from?"

Wang Shaofan paused, and his indigo face faded a little: "It's over, I can't remember it."

Losing one's "identity" is a silent process. Wang Shaofan can be sure that before entering the ball, he still remembered these things, but now he has completely forgotten them.

He didn't move, took a breath quietly, and said to Zhang Chunliang beside him: "That's all I know, let me be alone for a while."

Zhang Chunliang nodded, turned and left.

Wang Shaofan watched him return to the strange man in the robe without blinking.

So beautiful... The child had a pair of healthy and straight legs, and clean and elastic skin. At the moment, I don’t know what he was saying to that weirdo. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

He probably didn't realize that there were thousands of people at the party, and how many of them were secretly watching him.

In the eyes of many monsters, this dance party was like a grand buffet. They coveted, devoured, and chewed each other, leaving smelly and dirty bloodstains on the clean tiles.

However, as the most beautiful and tempting snack at the venue, the seat where Zhang Chunliang sat was never visited by anyone from beginning to end. The ten-meter radius around him was like a vacuum zone, safe and quiet, but also extremely frightening.

It took Wang Shaofan a long time before he remembered that he still had the cigarette that Zhang Chunliang gave him in his hand.

"What's my name?" he said to himself, raising the cigarette and sniffing it.

The tobacco had a strange fragrance, like some kind of plant, and also had a spicy smell. This cigarette should have been given to Zhang Chunliang by that weirdo.

Logically, he should be wary of anything in this copy. He knew that all the food here was contaminated - but he was about to die, so why should he care about these things?

Wang Shaofan took out a windproof lighter from his pocket. His scaly fingers were stiff and weak, and he rubbed it several times before a blue flame came out.

Should I remind the kid again to stay away from the strange man in the long robe...? Wang Shaofan felt that all his good intentions were spent on Zhang Chunliang.

The cigarette was lit, and a thick line of white smoke came out, curling upwards.

Wang Shaofan took a deep puff from the cigarette holder, and the cool, bitter smoke went down his trachea and into his body.

Behind him, a huge long tentacle was tightly attached to the wall of the ship. Its tip was a huge mouth like a lamprey, and around the mouth was a circle of densely packed fluorescent blue eyeballs. At this moment, it was facing Wang Shaofan's head, looking at him with ill intentions.

"Kala..."

Before Wang Shaofan could taste the smoke, his eyes suddenly widened and he felt that every cell in his body was itchy.

He couldn't help scratching his arm, but he peeled off a piece of hard skin. He held the peeled skin in front of his eyes and trembled uncontrollably.

——The scales on his body, which were as stubborn as fish scales growing on his bones, fell off easily.

He seemed to realize something, raised the cigarette and took a quick puff, his chaotic brain suddenly felt cool, and countless memories flooded into his mind.

Wang Shaofan's heart was pounding and he looked in Zhang Chunliang's direction in disbelief.

——The strange man in the robe did something that made Zhang Chunliang look crazy. He shook the strange man’s hood and tried to put his hand into his clothes to take something out.

"... Damn." Wang Shaofan held the cigarette in his mouth and sighed sincerely after a long time.

There was a sudden gust of wind behind his head, and the ugly tentacle suddenly bit his skull.

Wang Shaofan didn't even turn his head. Instead, he grabbed its wet and sticky body with his backhand, pulled it in front of him, put it to his mouth and kissed it fiercely.