Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

People at the banquet hall have arrived one after another.

Zhang Chunliang saw many familiar faces among them.

"Hi, Li Zhuang." Zhang Chunliang sat down next to a player and greeted him in a familiar manner, "How are you doing recently?"

Li Zhuang's body stiffened, he coughed, and then looked at Zhang Chunliang: "Not bad..."

Zhang Chunliang knocked on the table and asked gently, "Want to see Xiaobei? He is dressed very cutely today."

The strange tension on Li Zhuang's face eased. He opened his mouth and asked weakly, "Is it okay..."

It seems that his longing for Xiaobei overcame the conflict in his heart.

His attitude towards Zhang Chunliang was much more distant than it had been not long ago. At this moment, he exuded an air of uneasiness and seemed tense. He kept looking around as if he was looking for something.

Probably when he was in the copy, he witnessed Zhang Chunliang turned into a digitized state with his own eyes, so he had an awkward feeling towards him, as if he was "not of the same kind as me".

Zhang Chunliang guessed silently, but did not show anything unusual.

Qin Wanyi lit up a second cigarette beside her and let out a vague laugh.

She slowly picked up one and handed it to Li Zhuang: "Relax, little cutie, you are too nervous. Today is a good day, isn't it?"

Li Zhuang's face suddenly turned red. He took the cigarette and said thank you dryly.

"What are you all doing here?" Li Mufeng's puzzled voice came from behind them.

Zhang Chunliang turned his head and found Li Mufeng holding a huge box and standing with a tall and strong man.

That was Ravenclaw, who had played the "I Love School" copy with Zhang Chunliang.

"Long time no see, Zhang Chunliang." Ravenk's serious face showed a smile, "You are dressed very smartly today."

Wei Keyi died in the dungeon, and Ravenk successfully became the president of their guild. This time, he also went against all odds and accepted the invitation to represent their guild.

"Thank you, President Lei. I didn't expect you to come here." Zhang Chunliang looked at his friend who had lived and died together and appeared again, and he felt a little emotional. "You look very handsome today."

Ravenk, who was once a soldier, has a frank and tough temperament. He usually only wears the guild uniform, but today he wore casual clothes, which was unusual for him, and also wore an expensive watch on his wrist.

Zhang Chunliang glanced at it curiously, thinking about buying one for Shen Xingyi someday, as he was also suitable for this style.

"What about me?" Li Mufeng said dissatisfiedly, "I dressed up nicely, and I haven't come to you to settle the score for you leaving without saying goodbye."

"You're handsome too." Zhang Chunliang said casually. He stood up and clapped his hands. "Let's go see our female star today."

Li Mufeng rolled his eyes, holding the huge gift box, and followed the others into the depths of blasphemy.

The members of Blasphemy have repaired the venue inside Blasphemy as much as possible, but the road leading to the lounge is still crowded with various strange plants. They are docile, dark in color, and crowded in clusters. They are more than one person tall and occupy the entire road leading to the rest area inside Blasphemy.

"That place was originally a neighborhood committee that was planning to renovate an unfinished building, so the floors are not high. Now it is a canteen, staff dormitories, and a command room," Zhang Chunliang introduced.

Everyone looked at him with sympathy in their eyes. They had already known that Blasphemy had been seriously injured, but they had never thought that they had fallen to this level.

The weeds on the roadside were extremely lush, and some had large serrated leaves that would even accidentally brush their sleeves. All of them were experienced veterans, and they were keenly aware that there was something strange about the plants on the roadside, but they didn't know how to describe the vaguely uneasy feeling in their hearts.

——A true hunter will never let his prey feel dangerous.

"Leave it to me, Mufeng, thank you for your hard work." After they walked a short distance, a huge flower beside them suddenly raised its head. The blood-red pistil moved its dense tentacles and said to Li Mufeng considerately.

A dark black vine emerged from the dense bushes and circled the huge package in Li Mufeng's hand: "Long time no see, you look very energetic."

Li Mufeng's expression was distorted, and he held back the curse. After a long while, he asked in disbelief, "...Old K?"

Zhang Chunliang suddenly realized something. Lao K had lived in the human world for so long that he actually understood human aesthetics. By making himself look like this, he was probably playing a prank on humans. He seemed to enjoy seeing people being frightened by him.

"Hmm, it's quite heavy." Old K weighed the gift and said curiously, "I'm already looking forward to it for Xiao Bei."

"It's a complete set of soldier models from all branches of the military. They're made of high-density alloys that combine materials from several copies." Li Mufeng replied, "Super cool special forces. I spent a lot of money to get them. They include navy, army, and air force. Xiaobei will definitely like them."

"No, I don't think it will." Zhang Chunliang said politely, "Listen to me, why don't you pick two cute little chrysanthemums on the roadside and put them in its head when you see it, then it will definitely give you a big hug."

Li Mufeng was obviously not satisfied with Zhang Chunliang's honest words, so he pretended not to hear it and continued to chat with Lao K.

"What's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?" Zhang Chunliang looked at Li Zhuang who remained silent and asked softly, "I haven't asked yet, what birthday gift did you bring for Xiaobei?"

As Xiaobei's first father, it was impossible for Li Zhuang to come so casually, but Zhang Chunliang couldn't tell what he brought.

"It's a wreath that functions as an advanced item. I..." Li Zhuang hesitated for a moment before saying, "I forgot it in my backpack. I'll get it back later."

forgotten.

Zhang Chunliang nodded and looked forward calmly.

He found it a little funny. Everyone has their own little secrets that they don't want to tell.

Today's birthday party will be extra interesting.

The originally ordinary three-story building of the Fanshen Neighborhood Committee was carefully repainted and turned into a dreamy building with a pink and purple gradient.

"Xiao Bei... is living well here." Li Zhuang said suddenly. He looked around the carefully decorated room, and the tension in his body seemed to disappear strangely at this moment. "I can rest assured now."

"Don't make it sound like you're entrusting an orphan to someone else. You're welcome to come and see Xiaobei anytime, but you can't take it away." Zhang Chunliang walked in first.

Xiaobei was surrounded by several female players at the dining table. The female players, who were originally extremely brave in the game, even became gentle and cute in their voices.

"Sister, can you braid your hair?"

"Hey!"

"Sister has some green jadeite beads, perfect for Xiaobei's eyes!"

"嘤!!"

"Where did these stinky men find such a cute little intelligent doll? They are so lucky. Ahhh, I want Xiaobei too!"

"Dirty man" Li Zhuang and Zhang Chunliang looked at each other, not knowing whether they should go over and disturb them.

"I know those players." Qin Wanyi commented, "They are all players who have had a life-and-death relationship with Shen Xingyi."

Shen Xingyi is very strong, but the Game House is not a place where you can survive just by being strong. Even someone who hates socializing like Shen Xingyi still made a group of friends in the game.

Shen Xingyi, who had regained his memory, once talked to Zhang Chunliang about these players. Before entering the game, they all had more or less interactions with him. They were all unlucky guys who had offended the alliance.

He had also heard of Ravenk. There were many independent armies like Shen Xingyi that were against the alliance, and Ravenk was the leader of one of them.

Zhang Chunliang subconsciously glanced at Ravenk, who was folding his arms and patiently looking at the blasphemous restaurant.

On the muscular arm, the exquisite men's watch was particularly eye-catching. I wonder if Zhang Chunliang was seeing things, the second hand on it didn't seem to have moved across the numbers.

"It's almost time. Don't keep the guests waiting." Qin Wanyi suddenly reminded, "Take Xiao Bei to the banquet hall in front."

Zhang Chunliang nodded and stepped forward to negotiate with the players.

Those female players looked bold and lively, spoke directly, and were very friendly to Zhang Chunliang.

"Are you Zhang Chunliang?" The female player wearing a beret smiled and showed Zhang Chunliang her arms covered with tattoos. "I heard that you have good tattooing skills. Can you help me touch up the color later?"

"Of course no problem." Zhang Chunliang nodded slightly, "I'm thinking about opening a tattoo shop."

"I didn't expect that a guy with such a terrible personality like him could find a partner." A player complained to him, "We went through a dungeon together before, and he persuaded me to cooperate with him, but in order to test the monster's reaction, he threw me into the dragon's mouth. If this guy hadn't saved me a few times, I wouldn't have agreed to his help."

"Help?" Zhang Chunliang asked, thinking, "What does he want you to help with?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Sometimes, a proper surprise can help a couple have a harmonious relationship." The female player helped Xiao Bei tie up a beautiful bun, then handed it to him and said casually, "Trust me, you will be very happy."

"Thank you..." Zhang Chunliang replied reflexively.

He held Xiaobei's fragrant cotton body in his hands, stared at it with his big jewel eyes, and finally turned around and walked away staggeringly.

"He's not really going to propose to me, is he?" Zhang Chunliang's eyes were blank, and he was struggling with himself, "Should I be reserved? Do I need to prepare any manuscripts or something..."

Xiaobei touched his forehead worriedly.

"It's okay, Xiaobei, I'm fine..." Zhang Chunliang said uncertainly, "Should I be fine?"

"Zhang Chunliang, your friend is looking for you." Qu Anran, dressed in a handsome butler outfit, took Xiao Bei from Zhang Chunliang with a very idol-like burden and reminded him, "As a blasphemous wife, you must always pay attention to your image. It's stupid to talk to yourself."

Zhang Chunliang's heart was pounding with strange fantasies. He didn't even have the energy to respond to Qu Anran's nonsense. He turned to look at his friend.

"Wang Shaofan?" Zhang Chunliang looked at the person who came with some surprise.

All the friends he made in the game seemed to have come to the birthday party, as if it was an agreed arrangement.

"Your blasphemous greenery is quite interesting. It even sent me here." Wang Shaofan smiled, "Next time you can change their color. I thought I had accidentally entered an infinite dungeon."

Wang Shaofan was not in good condition. He seemed to be very afraid of the cold. He was wrapped up tightly, revealing only a pale face. He leaned weakly on a wheelchair, with a blanket covering his legs tightly.

"There was a little problem. You know, we guys are lucky to get out of there alive." Wang Shaofan blinked, "However, for the life-saving grace in the past, I have to come here anyway."

The promise he made to Zhang Chunliang was never fulfilled by Zhang Chunliang, so he came to fulfill it in person.

"You... are all here." Zhang Chunliang didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at the room full of players and his heart beat suddenly became very fast.

"Okay, everyone." Tingying was dressed very smartly today. She stood in the center of the room, pressed her hands down, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"I'm sorry to make this unreasonable request, but in order to prevent unnecessary trouble, please wear the consciousness monitors we just distributed to you."

The players were probably notified in advance about having to wear monitors, so they didn't show any dissatisfaction.

Everyone took out a collar-like belt and tied it around their necks.

"Excuse me, give me a hand." Wang Shaofan suddenly said, "This belt is very expensive. It seems that you have spent a lot of money."

Zhang Chunliang picked up the cold monitor and carefully tied it around his neck. He accidentally saw some uneven, fish-scale-like growths on the edge of Wang Shaofan's collar.

"They are trying to help me." Zhang Chunliang said softly, "Game House is trying to capture me, maybe they can control your consciousness."

"I've heard a little bit about it." Wang Shaofan turned his head to make sure the monitor wouldn't fall, and then said politely, "Thank you."

Zhang Chunliang did not answer him.

He twisted his wrist and looked at the strap around Wang Shaofan's neck with a puzzled expression.

For some reason, he always felt that these monitors gave him a very familiar feeling, as if they had been used somewhere, but he was sure that he had never touched them.

Everyone put on their instruments and started chatting and laughing together again.

This was the most peculiar "birthday party" they had ever attended. Everyone was smiling tacitly, and even the forces that were at odds with each other in the game seemed so harmonious at this moment.

Zhang Chunliang stood there in a daze, his heartbeat gradually quickening.

He suddenly realized something.

From the beginning to the end, there was an important part missing in the planning of this banquet - as the number one hunted target of the Game House, no one had ever been allowed to wear a consciousness monitor.