After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

In the next second, the little black hand that was squeezed into a thin sheet came out again from the gap in the refrigerator with difficulty, and persistently reached in front of Ye Jia, shaking it greatly:

"Can you see me? I don't believe you can't see me, friend? Friend?"

Ye Jia's hand holding the water glass tightly: "..."

It does not appear to be an illusion.

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "...I'll kill you."

Have your business skills become so rusty?This kind of thing that should have been eliminated can dance in front of me again?

"Yes, it is……"

As if feeling some kind of vague sense of danger, the little black hand swayed a lot less: "Almost all my energy is gone, and thanks to this, I can wake up...but..."

"I, I found out... I can't get away from you for a hundred meters..." The little black hand huddled into a ball: "Anyway, I will be discovered sooner or later, so it's better to talk about it, although I don't know what happened before. I don’t remember very clearly, but I know the smell of you very well. You want to become stronger, right? I think we can benefit each other, because you see, as a ghost, I can give you some ways and means, and you, I just need to spare a little bit of vitality for me to recover..."

The more it talked, the more insane it became, excitedly waving its dark, limp little hands, as if it had already seen its bright future.

Ye Jia: "..."

This ghost is really noisy.

He rubbed his temples that were swollen and sore due to overtime work, and clasped the empty cup in his backhand with a "snap" to the little black hand that kept shaking.

Little Black Hand: "..."? ? ?

It tried to invert itself and escape from the glass—but it couldn't.

The phantom ran rampant in the glass, making a "ding ding ding" sound, but the small cup on the head was like an iron wall, not only could the phantom escape from it, but it couldn't even be moved.

The little black hand panicked: "You, what did you do? Why can't I get out?"

"You said you don't remember the past very clearly?" Ye Jia yawned.

His eyes were lifeless due to lack of sleep, and he said expressionlessly: "It's okay, I will let you remember."

The black shadow slowly gathered in his hands.

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees in an instant, a shadow that was not in a physical sense enveloped the entire room, and a sense of danger of a steep and icy cold gradually descended.

Ye Jia smiled shortly:

"It was my mistake last time, not this time."

The little black hand instinctively stepped back, turning into a thin piece of paper, tightly sticking to the glass behind him, screaming in horror:

"Wait, wait, wait!!! It's a good discussion, a good discussion!! You, you, don't come here——"

The phantom turned into an entity in Ye Jia's hands.

It was a sickle.

The simple and unpretentious bone handle is slender and long, holding the blade like a crescent moon. The blade is like a condensed pool of clear moonlight. .

...wait, sickle?

"It's you?!" The little black hand screamed.

In the next second, the sickle slashed down——

It easily cut through the air, and the paper-thin blade fell like a phantom, without hurting the cup wall at all, and came to the little black hand silently and swiftly.

Then it stopped abruptly in front of it.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes: "You know me?"

The little black hand scrambled to the corner of the cup away from the sickle, stammering and screaming: "Ace! You are Ace!"

Ye Jia was taken aback.

In the next second, the phantom of the sickle turned into pitch-black smoke and disappeared into the air instantly.

He hadn't heard this name for a long time.

Ace, the only player who cleared the infinite stream escape game, the uncrowned king who no one can surpass in the scoreboard.

——From the moment he left the game, Ye Jia thought that this name would never ring in his ears again.

"You, you are the one with the highest ranking on the hate list! Now just for a clue about you, the reward amount has already reached 8000 million points!"

Ye Jia: "..."

???

What the hell?

Number one on the hate list? ?

There are bright and dark lists in the game. The bright list is the points list, and the dark list is the hatred list. The higher the hatred value among the ghosts pulled by the player in the game, the higher the ranking will be, and the higher the ranking, the higher the ranking. There are more ghosts who are willing to pay their strength and points to buy his life.

If you offend some ghosts who have practiced for a hundred years, and you still don't have the strength to wipe out the grass, then wait for the name on the list and be chased by other greedy ghosts.

In Ye Jia's memory, his ranking on the list has never been high.

——Let’s just hover around twenty or thirty.

After all, although he is well-known, Ye Jia thinks that he acts low-key, and rarely gets involved in the immoral things between ghosts and players, and even if there is any enmity, he usually resolves it on the spot, and rarely stays overnight.

And more importantly...

Ye Jia repeated in disbelief: "8000 million points???"

He thought about it carefully and asked:

"Can I exchange RMB?"

Little Black Hand: "...?"

Is your focus not quite right?

After careful consideration, Ye Jia sighed regretfully.

The rewards on the hate list were not well received, and in addition to the game crashing, the exchange was also a big problem, otherwise he really wanted to accept the reward.

He reluctantly drew his attention away from his poor salary and bonus, and continued to ask:

"Who posted it?"

"Who could it be?" Xiao Heishou answered naturally, "Of course it's the king."

king?What's that?

Ye Jia was even more confused.

It is true that there are distinct classes among ghosts, and there is a clear distinction between ghosts and ghosts, but the king?I have never heard of it.

At least before he cleared the level, this king did not exist at all.

"Except for that king?" Ye Jia asked, "Who else offered me a reward?"

The little black hand replied: "No more."

Ye Jia: "?"

How can it be?

Before he cleared the level, there were hundreds if not thousands of ghosts offering rewards on him. How could it be less now?

This unscientific!

"No, but, that reward is just a reward for clues!" Probably because he was afraid that Ye Jia would be plotted against him, the little black hand quickly expressed his loyalty: "And, boss, you believe me! My spirit body is already tied to you now , give me [-] guts and I wouldn't dare to betray you!"

"..." Only rewards for clues?Do not die?

Ye Jia almost laughed out loud.

There is such a gentle ghost in the game?

Do not make jokes.

——Ghosts have no moral bottom line. Ye Jia never planned to believe every word this guy said from the beginning, let alone such an outrageous thing.

Ye Jia easily put this topic aside.

He changed the subject:

"So, you came out of the game?"

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Hei replied tremblingly, pressing his hands against the wall of the cup.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes: "How did you do it?"

Xiao Hei shrank his hands even smaller: "I, I don't know either! One day, the door suddenly opened! So I came out!"

After hearing its answer, Ye Jia suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He asked:

"Who else came out besides you?"

"I don't know," Xiao Hei shook his hand: "The door is there, anyone who can see it can come out, I think."

Ye Jia was taken aback.

Through the thin wall, one can faintly hear the loud morning news broadcast next door:

"...In recent days, disappearances have occurred frequently, and the police are currently investigating..."

Ye Jia's eyes darkened slightly.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the little black hand that was held upside down in the cup, and spoke softly:

"Thank you for telling me about this."

However, before the little black hand could breathe a sigh of relief, the next second, the blade condensed in the air again.

Ye Jia lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes:

"Now your mission is over."

Little Black Hand: "..."

...Which one of us is the ghost?

Seeing that the blade was about to approach, it screamed again: "Wait, wait, wait! I have something else to tell you!"

"You went to that building in the first place to find the girl's spirit body, right!!" Xiao Hei said incoherently, "I was so hungry that I ate the rest of her spirit body. Thinking that the inside has been polluted! That's why I lost my mind and was eroded by resentment! I have the rest of her memory!!"

Yejiayejia paused:

"Ok?"

"I can take you to the last place in her memory!" Xiao Hei trembled, unconsciously using honorifics: "I beg you to be merciful! I am very useful!"

The scythe disappeared.

Ye Jia was thoughtful.

The last place in memory...?

That is very likely to be the place where the instigator made trouble.

He turned his head and glanced at the documents on his desk that were nearly half the height of a person, and the headache from staying up late struck again——

One case of disappearance, falling in the logistics department, equals to 120 eight documents.

Let that unknown ghost continue to act recklessly, and so on, two people are 250 six copies, three people are 380 four...

After finishing this simple arithmetic, Ye Jia gasped in fright.

According to this increase, let alone weekends, his annual leave is probably going to be wasted.

——He doesn't want to die from overwork at a young age!

Ye Jia lowered his head and carefully examined the glass for a few seconds, before the little black hand trembled and thought that he was going to die.

He took a deep breath slowly, gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty:

"...Let's go."

Working overtime without pay is too miserable.

·

There are noises and noises all around.

Aunts carrying vegetable baskets, middle school students preparing to go to school, and elites in suits and leather shoes all crowded into the small bus station.

Ye Jia, who hadn't slept all night and didn't have time to rest, stood in the crowd expressionlessly, with a look of lovelessness and depression.

He lowered his voice: "Are you sure... the last place that girl remembers is the bus?"

"Of course!" The little black hand that others couldn't see squatted on Ye Jia's shoulder and replied.

Ye Jia: "Could it be somewhere she wants to go?"

"No." The little black hand replied confidently: "I remember, the last scene she saw was on the bus!"

"Which way?"

"This... I don't know either." The voice of the little black hand narrowed: "But, once the car arrives, her grievances will be reflected, and I know it!"

It squeezed his shoulders flatteringly with its two black hands: "Don't worry, right now! The car will arrive soon."

Ye Jia said gloomyly:

"...it better be."

As time went by, wave after wave of people around me squeezed into the bus and left.

The sun above the head gradually rose three poles, and then gradually sank to the west.

There are fewer and fewer people under the stop sign, and the air pressure around Ye Jia's body is getting lower and lower.

Xiao Hei's hands were frightened, and they shrunk down.

Finally, when the sun was about to rise, a bus turned the corner of the street and drove over, and the number on it could be seen from a distance: Road 148.

"This!" The little black hand instantly became active, and began to wave his body.

Ye Jia glanced at it coolly.

At this moment, the bus stopped in front of him, and the folding doors slowly opened in front of him.

Ye Jia walked up, and he reached out and took out two coins from his pocket, and was about to throw them into the coin box, but only heard a pleasantly surprised voice not far away:

"Brother Ye?"

The two coins rolled down with a clinking sound.

Ye Jia raised his head in surprise, and looked in the direction of the sound.

Although it was daytime, the compartment was empty, only a few people with their heads covered sitting in the corner of the bus, shaking as the car started.

In the middle of the car, near the window, Ye Jia saw a familiar face.

Cheng Cezhi waved to him excitedly:

"Brother Ye! I didn't expect it was really you!"

Ye Jia: "..."

Damn, why is he here.

The little black hand whispered in his ear, "Boss, do you know him?"

Ye Jia ignored it.

Holding on to the handrail, he walked quickly towards Cheng Cezhi in the carriage.

Cheng Cezhi actively moved inwards to make room for Ye Jiakong, and then began to chatter endlessly: "I really didn't expect the medical department of our bureau to be so far away. It was too late yesterday afternoon. I guess I won’t be able to go home until eleven or twelve o’clock in the evening after I go, so I just go today, anyway, the minister has granted me three days off..."

"Three days?" Ye Jia was surprised.

Cheng Cezhi nodded happily: "Yes, I think our minister still cares about his subordinates very much!"

"..." Ye Jia, who had never been granted leave for more than half a day, fell silent.

Cheng Cezhi didn't realize it:

"Brother Ye, do you feel uncomfortable in that building? It's a good thing to check. After all, being haunted is not fun. The vengeful spirits passing through that building are probably quite strong, even ordinary People will be affected, and when I went back, it was a nightmare to sit through the night."

The very strong Wraith in his mouth is sitting on Ye Jia's shoulder at the moment, playing with his fingers idly.

Ye Jia took a deep breath and interrupted him:

"Get out of the car quickly."

Cheng Ce was stunned: "Hmm...? Why?"

"You got on the wrong bus." Ye Jia said succinctly: "The bus to the medical department is No. 48."

Cheng Ce was stunned: "Huh? I've only come to M City not long ago, so I'm not very familiar with it."

He lowered his head and flicked through the medical manual distributed by the department in his hand, and in the car that was so quiet that only the engine was running, there was a rattling sound: "Yes, it is indeed Route 48, I am so stupid, I can read it wrong ...That's right, I haven't heard that there is a 148 road in M ​​city..."

Cheng Cezhi stood up while speaking, raised his voice and shouted:

"Master driver! Hello! I'm sorry! Can I stop at the next stop?"

Ye Jia turned sideways to let him walk over, glanced inadvertently across the window of the bus, and then paused suddenly.

The previously sunny weather disappeared without knowing when. The spacious and tidy asphalt road was shrouded in rolling gloomy fog, which was slowly surging close to the window of the bus. It was dark and cold, and invisible malice lingered, from Peeping inside the bus in the thick fog.

The car was bumping, but there was a dead silence inside the car.

The whole car was shrouded in silent silence, and there was a creepy and creepy atmosphere.

Ye Jia's heart "thumped".

I'm afraid it's too late to get off now.

He turned his head abruptly, looked at Cheng Cezhi who was unaware of Ji Ji, and said suddenly:

"Wait……"

However, the next second, the car stopped.

Ye Jia choked.

——Why didn’t this car follow the routine?

Then, with a "click", the door opened.

Cheng Cezhi happily thanked: "Thank you, Master!"

After speaking, he walked towards the car door.

But before he reached the door, he heard two "buzzing" sounds, the lights in the bus flickered twice, and the inside of the bus was as quiet as death.In the next second, the entire body of the car suddenly leaned to one side as if it was being pressed by a heavy object——

It's like something is on board.

Over Cheng Cezhi's shoulder, Ye Jia clearly saw the huge monster that made the whole car lean to one side.

Unexpectedly, it was a very thin person.

The height is nearly two meters, and the thin arms and legs are like bamboo poles, as if there is only a layer of skin covering the bones, like a shadow.

The invisible dense fog almost engulfed the thin and slender limbs from behind it, making its body look thinner and thinner like a piece of paper, and it looked even weirder and uglier in such an environment.

Ye Jia: "..."

Come on, acquaintance.