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An Moli was silent for a while.

Although Fei Yuan, who was sitting next to her, asked this question, he didn't seem to be in any hurry. He slowly directed the magnetic hand to pour another cup for An Moli and himself, who had bottomed out the teacup, and brought various snacks along the way. The windows of the dining room were open, and the breeze with the fresh and damp breath of the forest raised the curtains made of layers of white gauze, and the starlight made grid-shaped patches on the pure white curtains.

It's a fine day.

An Moli drank the newly added chocolate in one gulp, his tongue was burnt white, she, shouldn't he be called him anyway, he took a light breath, using the quick airflow to relieve the pain from the scald on his tongue.

He looked at Fei Yuan who was bored stirring the chocolate in the cup with a small porcelain spoon.

Even though the sun outside the house was so bright, the man's hair and eyeballs were still without any brilliance, and the crow-black color stuck to their territory, as proud as a king.

Professional gamers are not a lowly profession in this day and age.

Because the game is becoming more and more real from generation to generation, the efforts and struggles in the game are becoming more and more real, and the tears and blood shed are also becoming more and more real. "Gods and Demons" was the most popular game before the release of "Homeland". According to media statistics, 50.00% of gamers were fighting in "Gods and Demons" at that moment. It's about to pass, and I have to admit that An Moli, who endured loneliness to hone himself, and finally couldn't tell whether "Gods and Demons" pushed him to glory or he brought "Gods and Demons" to the highest point, is a powerful people.

Even if he fell into the dust, it was just fate giving him a higher level of tempering.

Unfortunately, life came to an abrupt end.

It's like Fei Yuan felt that this guy didn't need to be enlightened like An Lili's staff, and he was still making plans for the next step while he was full of condemnation to himself, so...

An Moli, who hesitated for a long time before, felt that there would be absolutely nothing wrong with this man.

"After my parents died I was sorting through their belongings and found something strange in a safe compression box."

Compressed space is an epoch-making technology, which has only been developed in the civilian field in the past ten years. The compressed bag in An Moli's luggage, which is only the size of a small schoolbag, was a gift from Fei Yuan after he confirmed his adoption. A house can be contained in a small bag, but the most important thing about this kind of bag or box that can compress the space is that because the space technology is too strict and delicate, a compressed bag will never be opened without the correct opening method, and the only way to open it is to force it. The consequences of dropping the compressed package and the contents of the package into a different dimension.

This effect makes it the best way to hide secrets, even surpassing its real use in many ways.

"There are two external signal terminals that have been taken out, two miniature human nerve connectors that have lost their function, the kind buried on my spine, and a letter."

"What did you find?" Fei Yuan asked.

"The relationship between my parents and your parents was very good before your parents passed away in an accident," he suddenly said a digression, "According to your seniority, I should call you brother. I don't know how much you still have of my parents?"

Fei Yuan froze for a moment.

He also knew that the relationship between the two parents was very close when he was young. An Moli's parents also helped him a lot at his parents' funeral when he was seven years old. During this period, the An family never had any contact with him, and the relationship became estranged very quickly.

But he does still remember a short-haired woman carefully taking him from his mother's arms when he was a child, and a man in a white coat who always snatched his favorite sweets and ate them, leaving behind a lot of bad-tasting ones vegetable.These memories are very far away, and if you think about it carefully, there are only a few fragments.

"I still remember some," he replied.

"Those two sets of terminals." An Moli's mood became more and more stable, as if he had let go of some restraint, "one belongs to you, and the other belongs to Ms. An Shanshan."

An Shanshan is the name of Fei Yuan's mother.

"If my terminal is with you, then what is buried in my spine?" Fei Yuan asked calmly at this time.

An Moli did have the confidence to make the deal, he knew it would be more than Fei Yuan, "I don't know what is buried in the back of your neck, I only know that your mother, like you, doesn't need a neural connector You can connect to the Virtual Domain Network..." He thought for a second, but still did not change the wording "...a test product."

Fei Yuan didn't have any emotional ups and downs when he heard this name, "Is there any more?"

"My father once illegally performed an operation on you. I don't know what the operation is, but the letter left stated that it was to change some of your external characteristics caused by the experiment and the consequences of the suppression experiment. Therefore, you My family owes my family a favor, but it has been repaid."

Fei Yuan was silent.

"Although I don't know anything else, I think the death of your parents... shouldn't be so simple."

"Heh... are you instigating me to take revenge with you?" After a long silence again, Fei Yuan suddenly chuckled, as if there was a fine and well-tuned stringed instrument in his chest, he laughed and heard Anyone with the voice felt that he could see single strings or multiple strings vibrating together. When he said this sentence, he didn't deliberately lower his voice as before. The original sweetness seemed to be the bubble of illusion.

This hoarse glitch and occasional sharp voice is his real voice.

The reason why he always lowered his voice to create the illusion of sweetness is probably that since his adolescence he discovered that if he speaks like this, he will always get the convenience of giving, and at the same time, it will make others unable to distinguish his emotions.

"If I don't tell you, one day you will know the truth, won't you take revenge?" An Moli asked, not paying attention to the nervous expression of the retired adventurer.

"Of course, something like justice must be recovered." He nodded with a smile on his face, as if the topic he was talking about was not revenge but attending a banquet of a cute girl, "How do you make me believe what you said?"

"Two sets of terminals were brought by me during the salute. As for the others...do you want to try to log on to the Virtual Domain Network without relying on the neural connector?"

"How to try?"

"Evo Research Institute, evolution, you have evolved a spiritual body now, you can try to connect it to an external signal terminal and you will know."

"Just like this?"

"Just like this."

"That's good," he said with a smile, and he slammed against An Moli, and put his hand on the back of his neck.

"you!"

This exclamation came out, and Fei Yuan's other hand had already pinched the slender neck of his temporary body. The child's skin was especially fair and delicate, and his whole body twitched in pain with just a little force.

But this kind of twisting and struggling could not be out of Fei Yuan's control, even in his feeling, it probably wasn't even a struggle, so he didn't hesitate to stick out a thread of his mind, towards An Moli's body Puncture where the nerve connector should be.

Then his entire consciousness was dragged into An Moli's spiritual world.

Yes, it's not An Moli's spiritual world, but An Moli's spiritual world.

A transparent castle made of colorful glass.

And, the man who was sealed in a glass coffin and was well protected by his sister's spiritual world, the glass coffin cut off the dark flames that would burn on An Moli's body.

Fei Yuan's mental thread swarmed up to extinguish the flame, and retreated out after confirming that the glass coffin could not be opened.

What greeted him was An Moli's sober eyes from the dizziness and a fist that hit his right eye.

He lightly received the fist with his hand, and by the way used his strength to jump long.

"Aren't you the one who told me to try?"

"Your language is..."

Fei Yuan interrupted a certain sister-in-law's roar, "An Moli is not dead."

An Moli was dumb.

During the long jump, he picked up the teacup on the table with one hand, and drank the cold chocolate in the cup in one gulp. Fei Yuan ignored An Moli and went upstairs with his hands in his pockets.

Just as he was about to step on the top flight of stairs, An Moli's voice sounded faintly.

"How is she...?"

"Well, how do I know."

Less than 5 minutes after Wasted entered the game, the system prompted his friend An Lili's staff to be online.

After going online, he immediately greeted Waste, and immediately went to the front line to pick up tasks and practice leveling.

Waste: Young people are really full of energy ╮(╯▽╰)╭

A waste of 51 levels is a little distance, and he can upgrade by doing a few random tasks, but he is not in a hurry.

Brush a forum first^_^

Just as he opened the forum and looked at today's headline, an in-game communication sounded.

The person who initiated the communication was General Jinwuwei You.

A certain pair of pitiful eyes flashed past, wasted watching the increasing number of messages on the game board, and reluctantly accepted the communication.

Someone's eyes on the pop-up screen are indeed pitiful.

"Daddy, you have finally accepted the communication!" Jin Wuwei You General shouted from the other end of the screen.

Waste: "It's so noisy."

General Jin Wuwei choked for a moment, "Master, why don't you read the message I sent you, QAQ?"

The black-haired adventurer's eyes wandered, "There are too many and I don't want to look."

General Jinwuwei You: ...Why did you not feel guilty at all when you made a guilty appearance? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!?

Feeling bitter tears for himself who was inexplicably and even abusive, General Jin Wuwei changed the topic to his intention of coming, "I'm telling you, our vice president wants blablablablablablablablabla..."

The waste who has the automatic silencer skill continues to watch the news on the forum.

Today's headline is <Black Iron Wings> Golden Wild Lion Guild is the first to establish a guild resident, recruiting troops! , and the subtitle of this title, the St. Georgia Guild, was established within five seconds, but it was a pity that it lost.

Just by looking at the title, I can imagine a soul-stirring story about love and hatred. Haha.

Wasted interrupting the tirade of General You of the Jinwu Guard "Little Jin..."

"Great promise?!"

"You mean your guild is going to guard the station and hire me to help?"

The author has something to say:

Once the outline is clearly set, it will deviate from the set plot, Nineteen feels cute *罒▽罒*

Nineteen When I wrote this chapter, I felt like... um... Wait, I didn't change the Xipi Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Xipi is a wooden horse, please recite it three times with the author

Sure enough, we still have to play a lot. Gong Jun

Trojan horse: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Whose fault!