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Before going offline, Jing Wenxi received a message from Li Kewei, asking him when he would go to Tech Planet.

He replied that he would not go today because something happened temporarily.

After sending the message, Jing Wenxi looked at Ling Shengyu again, and said in a kind and friendly voice, "Inhibitors are really too expensive."

"It's a bit expensive." Ling Shengyu said thoughtfully, "Let me help you give feedback to Fantasy Dimension Company."

Jing Wenxi was a little speechless, he said gloomyly: "Are you really not willing to lend me a penny? You have slept with me three times, at least give me some money."

Ling Shengyu pursed his lips, really not knowing how to explain: "I know you don't believe me, but I really have no money."

"Forget it." Jing Wenxi didn't have any hope at first, he stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body, "We are just netizens who met by chance, it's normal if you don't want to borrow it."

Ling Shengyu didn't like Jing Wenxi's statement. He pondered for a moment, called Jing Wenxi who was about to go offline and said, "I'll take you to level 61."

Jing Wenxi was indifferent: "I will go to the First Federation, and someone will take me to upgrade."

"That's different." Ling Shengyu frowned slightly, "They brought you so that you can contribute to the guild, I don't need you to pay back, I can take you for fun."

"Oh?" Jing Wenxi thought it was funny, "It's as if you didn't take advantage of me."

"Cough." Ling Shengyu was a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I'll take you to level 61, so... just treat it as what you said."

Jing Wenxi didn't agree immediately, he found this young man named Mei Murray really fascinated.

This person had been persuading him to join the guild before, but now he was told not to join.

"Are you sure you're just taking me to upgrade?" Jing Wenxi asked suspiciously, "It's not for continuing whoring for nothing."

"No." Ling Shengyu still had some conscience, "I'll take you to upgrade."

Jing Wenxi thought about it again. After all, compared with Li Kewei, he and Mei Murray were indeed more familiar, and now this young man seemed quite sincere, so he exhaled and said, "Okay, you If you sleep with me, you are a dog."

Ling Shengyu: "...um."

The two formed a team again, and at this moment, a title suddenly appeared above Jing Wenxi's head—Memeri's Omega.

Pointing to the glittering words, he asked Ling Shengyu: "What's going on here?"

"It's a very low-level title." Ling Shengyu said, "I've slept three times."

Jing Wenxi said speechlessly: "...that's it."

He silently concealed the title, glanced at the top of Ling Shengyu's head, and asked, "Why don't you have one?"

It's not that Ling Shengyu doesn't have it, he just hid his title, otherwise he should have the word "Electric Spirit" floating above his head now.

He removed the title of Lightning Spirit and replaced it with a new title, and then chose to display it, so the "alpha of dragon fruit" appeared above his head.

"I have it too." Ling Shengyu's tone was inexplicably showing off.

Looking at those words, Jing Wenxi's face burned badly, and he said fiercely, "Take it back."

Ling Shengyu ignored it and said, "I'm going offline first."

After Ling Shengyu finished speaking, he really went offline, and Jing Wenxi was so angry that he had no choice but to go offline to deal with "that matter".

When Jing Wenxi took off the nerve sensor on his temple, he clearly felt that his pants were chilly, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

But fortunately, the overall tone of the Internet cafe is very dark. No one noticed that his pants were wet, and it was already night, and the Internet cafe was next to the community. in the apartment.

The washing machine in the apartment was shared by Jing Wenxi and Jia Xiaokang. Jing Wenxi was embarrassed to throw the clothes stained with his children and grandchildren directly into the washing machine, so he took a small basin and rubbed it himself.

"Are you doing laundry?"

A faint voice suddenly came from the door of the bathroom. Jing Wenxi turned his head and found Jia Xiaokang standing gloomy outside the door frame, poking half of his head out.

"What's wrong?" Jing Wenxi asked.

"Do you know that the bank incident was a hacker attack?" Jia Xiaokang said mysteriously.

"I know."

This incident has been reported by major media. The fifth-person hacker group publicly admitted that it was responsible for the incident. Fantasy Dimension Company uniformly compensated 60% of the players' losses.

"You may not know," Jia Xiaokang paused, as if deliberately teasing Jing Wenxi's appetite, "The Fifth Man is a very just organization."

"... Oh." Jing Wenxi really didn't know whether this organization was just or not, he only knew that it was an illegal organization.

"Don't tell others," Jia Xiaokang said in a low voice, "I discovered the secret of the fifth person."

"Oh?" Jing Wenxi became a little interested.

"I might be joining a fifth."

"This……"

Although network management can barely be regarded as an Internet-related industry, based on Jing Wenxi's understanding of Jia Xiaokang, this person who can even steal QQ passwords is really not like a seedling hacker.

"Then I wish you a successful interview." Jing Wenxi said casually.

"It must be successful." Jia Xiaokang clenched his fist and made a cheering gesture.

He was always nagging, and Jing Wenxi didn't take his words to heart.

The next morning, Jing Wenxi came to the headquarters of Fantasy Dimension to work. The originally empty office changed from the deserted one in the past, and there were two young people in the office area, chatting while having breakfast.

"Ah, a new colleague is here." The girl who looked like a rich girl saw Jing Wenxi first, and waved to him, "Hello, I'm Fu Meiling."

After finishing speaking, Fu Meiling pointed to the boy wearing pink sunglasses at the next table with her chin, and said, "This is Ling Meng."

Jing Wenxi put down his backpack on the desk in a daze, nodded and said, "Hi, I'm Jing Wenxi."

"Which side are you from?" Fu Meiling asked curiously, "It seems that there is no Jing in our family."

Hearing this, Jing Wenxi suddenly realized that his two colleagues, one surnamed Ling and the other surnamed Fu, looked like "relatives of the emperor".

"Are only relatives allowed to come to this department?" Jing Wenxi asked.

"Of course." Ling Meng carelessly slid the sunglasses down to the bottom of the bridge of his nose with his index finger, "It's not relatives who know about the Ling family."

Jing Wenxi immediately understood that the people in this department really need to know the Ling family very well, otherwise it would be impossible to solve the puzzle left by Ling Renliang.

"Don't you guys have to go to work every day?" He asked curiously as he sat down.

"No need, just show up once in a while." Ling Meng said, "But I heard that the back door is closed, and we came back to play games."

Jing Wenxi said: "...so."

Fu Meiling added: "I also heard that there are new colleagues here, so I am curious to come and have a look."

Now Jing Wenxi understood that this department was supposed to solve mysteries, but in fact it was useless, it was just used to support the idlers in the family.

"So who did you get in through?" Fu Meiling blinked, looked at Jing Wenxi curiously and asked.

"Uh, I..." Jing Wenxi wanted to say that he had nothing to do with Ling Fu's family, but then Sun Ying suddenly appeared and interrupted him.

"Xiao Jing," Sun Ying beckoned to Jing Wenxi, "Mr. Ling has something to do with you, so I want you to go to his office."

Jing Wenxi was slightly taken aback: "What does he want me for?"

In Jing Wenxi's perception, the conversation between him and Ling Shengyu was still at lunchtime yesterday, and he put down his cruel words to Ling Shengyu, saying that he would not care to marry him.

No matter how you look at it, the relationship between the two of them has become tense, and Jing Wenxi really doesn't know what else Ling Shengyu can do with him.

"You'll know when you go." Sun Ying smiled slightly, "It's not a bad thing."

Jing Wenxi came to Ling Shengyu's office in a daze, and he couldn't help being even more confused when he saw a rich Chinese breakfast on the coffee table for guests.

"Sit down." Ling Shengyu sat down on the sofa first, and tore open two pairs of disposable sanitary chopsticks.

Jing Wenxi stood still and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Shengyu tore apart the dipping material again, poured it into a small plastic bowl, and said, "Talk while eating."

It was true that Jing Wenxi didn't eat breakfast, he hesitated for a while, and sat down opposite Ling Shengyu, and after Ling Shengyu started to move his chopsticks, he cautiously picked up a soup dumpling and took a bite.

The delicious soup immediately overflowed in the mouth, and the fat and lean meat filling had just the right chewiness.

After eating one, Jing Wenxi picked up another one, and at this moment, Ling Shengyu on the opposite side suddenly said: "I specially asked someone to buy it."

Jing Wenxi almost choked on the soup. He swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked strangely, "You asked me to have breakfast with you?"

Ling Shengyu's eyes dodged, he picked up a steamed dumpling and asked, "How is the work going?"

"No progress." Jing Wenxi saw that Ling Shengyu was talking to him naturally, so he simply let go, "Perhaps this genetic code is a very complicated combination."

"I have also tried to combine the genes of my parents." Ling Shengyu said, "But there are too many ways to arrange and combine, and I still don't have a clue."

"That's why the difficulty of this job is really high." Jing Wenxi exhaled recklessly, then took a sip of fresh jujube soy milk, "By the way, have you ever thought about what's in it?"

Ling Shengyu shook his head and said, "Maybe it's some memories, after all, that map is called the Memories Cabin."

"I think it may not be memories, or not only memories." Jing Wenxi said casually, "Family memories are for sharing. Why did uncle set up such a complicated password?"

Ling Shengyu asked: "Then what do you mean?"

Jing Wenxi said: "There is something very important."

Ling Shengyu frowned slightly: "But there is nothing more important than memories."

Jing Wenxi shrugged: "Then I don't know."

The two were silent for a while, Jing Wenxi was buried in eating, while Ling Shengyu was lost in thought.

After a while, Ling Shengyu put down his chopsticks, looked at Jing Wenxi and said, "I really want to unlock the secret of the memory cabin."

Jing Wenxi listened to it, but he was chewing something, so he just nodded perfunctorily.

"If you can help me untie it," Ling Shengyu paused, and said quite seriously, "I can consider marrying you at the age of 25."

"...?" Jing Wenxi put down his chopsticks with a puzzled expression on his face, "It's absolutely unnecessary."

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