Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"No, not here."

The call was hung up before he could finish his words.

"How long until it arrives?"

"Five minutes," the driver replied.

"Hurry up." Jing Yuan replied on the computer: "Lance? Your target is me. If you want to kill me, you have to wait for me to come over."

Not long after this sentence was uttered, a loud noise that seemed to be muffled resounded above the Imperial Capital Star, shaking even the aircraft.

"Jing... President?" Qiao Sen looked at Jing Yuan, who had his eyebrows lowered and his expression could not be seen clearly. At the same time, the light was gradually disappearing, making it even more difficult to see inside the aircraft.

The driver turned on the night vision and subconsciously sought instructions from his superior, but received no response.

The people on the Imperial Star were shocked by this strange phenomenon. The star network was in chaos and the backend almost collapsed. They were all asking what happened? Was the Imperial Star hit by a meteorite? And so on.

However, this strange phenomenon only lasted for a very short period of time, and then the dark clouds dissipated, the sky returned to normal, and everything seemed to have never happened.

"Is there anyone down there?" Qiao Sen suddenly asked.

Jing Yuan looked down and his eyes fell on a narrow alley. Sitting against the wall was a familiar figure with light golden curly hair, his head lowered and motionless.

At that moment, Jing Yuan's heart was no longer in turmoil, but was replaced by endless silence.

"We can't get down here." The pilot pressed the aircraft above the alley, but it couldn't land and it hovered in the air.

"Open the door." A cold voice came from the back.

"But, it's four meters here, it's too dangerous, we can..." stop in front.

"Open the door." Jing Yuan repeated it before he finished speaking.

At that moment, the pressure from the materialization of mental power filled the aircraft. The pilot broke out in sweat on his forehead, his heart was shocked, and he subconsciously unlocked the cabin door.

Then, Jing Yuan was seen jumping down.

"!!!"

Jing Yuan rolled on the ground, walked stiffly to the man on the ground, hesitated for a few seconds, and knelt on the ground. He raised his hand and slowly placed it under the nose of the body, then trembled all over and took the body into his arms.

This was the scene that Qiao Sen and York saw when they hurried over.

Jing Yuan's eyes lost their luster, and his gaze was fixed on a transparent sphere that was shining not far away. There was a surging black shadow inside, and then it burst, raising a cloud of dust.

Everything seemed to be settled.

The body of Major General Lola was sent for examination. Except for the blood at the corner of his mouth, there were no wounds on his body, but he was indeed medically dead.

When York returned to Jingyuan's villa with the report, Jingyuan was sitting in a wheelchair with a dull expression, lowering his head to look at the scar on his wrist. It was a very short wound, and inside it was a re-implanted optical computer chip, but it was not his optical computer chip.

"Don't you want to take a look at the report?" York looked at him with some confusion and even anger.

After that day, Jing Yuan never went to see Lola again except to go to the hospital to transplant the optical computer chip in her hand.

He didn't understand. Jing Yuan cared so much that he jumped from a height of four meters and suffered minor injuries. After being treated, he was still sitting in a wheelchair.

It’s not that I can’t stand up, it’s that I don’t want to stand up.

If you care so much, why don't you go and take a look?

"What to do with Lola's...body?" York asked after letting out a breath.

"Buried in the Chapman family."

"Who's going?"

"You go ahead, York."

York was silent, remembering Jingyuan's words when he asked him to make a choice on the Lost. Now that he looked like this, he suddenly became angry: "Jingyuan! Do you love her or not?!"

Seeing that the latter was still staring at the scar on his hand in a daze, York turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he heard a response from behind him.

"She's not her."

The Star Network was still struggling to figure out what was happening with the confusing video that was uploaded at the press conference when they saw the federal obituary commemorating Major General Lola, and everyone fell into shock and confusion.

The military officials were directly bombarded. The time of the major general's death was highly consistent with the time when the strange phenomenon occurred that day. Everyone couldn't help but suspect that there was some connection between the two.

Under pressure, the federal government released the results of its investigation. They only knew that Major General Lola prevented an explosion, but they did not know how he prevented it.

I just vaguely guessed that it might be related to the legendary Major General's inhuman mental power.

Jing Yuan's panic was obvious to all at the press conference. People asked him what he was doing and why he didn't come out. They didn't even see the funeral of the major general, but received a notice that Jing Yuan had resigned from all federal positions.

When the news came out, everyone realized that the federation, power, and reputation were not as important as one person.

The villa was empty, and in the dark room, the only light in the air was the light from the light screen.

Jing Yuan turned on the computer. It should have been impossible for someone other than the original owner to access it, but strangely, he logged into the system very smoothly.

There is nothing else in the optical computer except thousands of games.

Jing Yuan randomly selected one of the games and started playing the levels that Hua Xia had completed. He quickly completed the games one after another.

He didn't know how many games he had played. When he clicked on one, which was also the only game he had not yet completed, he was stunned. What he saw were all densely packed small squares with no pattern at all, as if they were built randomly.

This is truly a world-building game.

There was a flash of doubt in his eyes, but this time he didn't move around. He fumbled for a shrinking button and pressed it.

As the blocks of different colors on the screen continued to shrink, a line of words appeared at the top of the screen: "Congratulations, you have cleared the world of Jingyuan. Live well."

At this moment, Jing Yuan's breathing was slightly choked, and a large number of memories that did not belong to him, but were extremely familiar, suddenly emerged in his mind. They were fleeting, and he had no time to grasp them, but he seemed to understand something.

......

In the pure white system space, there was a person sitting on the ground in the middle. It was Hua Xia who had left the world. At this moment, everyone was watching the images transmitted back from the small world.

[Host, it turns out that these are the words you randomly constructed!] 250 only realized it now.

At this time, the person on the screen probably played the game for too long and did not eat or drink. He fell asleep with his eyes closed. The screen turned black and never lit up again.

250: [......]

Hua Xia looked at Jing Yuan who had not woken up and sighed helplessly: "Look, I kept him alive and well."

【...】

250 Unable to refute: [Host, you guessed it a long time ago. ] I guessed that the male protagonist of the world was different, so I left those words as my 'last words'.

Hua Xia: “No.”

250: [......] He doesn’t believe it!

However, under the circumstances at that time, who could have thought that 'Lance' stole the raw materials to make his own bomb. He couldn't understand why the host said that he didn't care whether these people lived or died, but still didn't let the bomb explode.

Too much power that did not belong to the rules of this world was used to stop the explosion, so it was noticed by the Heaven of the small world. Those black clouds and lightning were all signs of the disintegration of the small world. If Su Zhu did not leave, this world would collapse.

The world is collapsing, and the Lord God will surely notice it. Then they will be in big trouble and it will be all over!

"Let's go to the next world." Hua Xia clapped her hands, stood up and complained, "But your system space is really poor!"

【......】snort!

[Plane access in progress, access successful! ]