Hyperreal board game

Yue Zimo was stunned for a moment, and laughed hahaha: "As expected of Brother An, I guessed it right."

He walked in and squeezed his ass into the armchair An Ge was sitting on, and the two big men squeezed the chair creaking, "He asked me out for dinner, or in a private club, what if he took the opportunity to attack me?"

An Ge: "Then beat him up."

Yue Zimo: "Aren't you going with me?"

An Ge glanced at him: "He didn't see me again."

Yue Zimo hugged An Ge stickily, grabbed the chair little by little, and finally hugged An Ge completely in his arms, put it on his lap, and moaned as he raised and lowered his hands: "I don't want to go..."

An Ge was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and even started to pant a little. He quickly pressed the boy's hand, "Don't make trouble... I just went to find out how much Hei Yan is worth, we can't keep him for nothing forever."

Yue Zimo snorted, his eyes sparkled, and his breath ambiguously and scorchingly whispered in his ear, "Since I am in charge of negotiating, then I will collect some compensation first."

An Ge Ergen was bitten by him until it became hot and red.

Young boys are always in high demand and have great physical strength.

Assistant No. 1 finished stewing pork belly and chicken soup, set the table and knocked on the door, but there was movement in the door but no one opened the door for it.

Assistant No. 1 did not receive the following instructions, so he silently returned to the storage room and continued to perform the guarding task.

When Yue Zimo finished receiving his reward and the two of them came out for lunch hungry, the soup was almost cold.

Yue Zimo went to the appointment alone.

In a private room decorated like a corner of the Palace of Versailles, Gao Xueya was wearing a blue shirt from a certain haute couture brand, crossed his legs, and drank black tea in an extremely elegant posture.

But when Yue Zimo saw him, he burst into laughter: "Adam, what happened to your face? It's swollen like a pig's head."

Gao Xueya glared at him with a downcast face, remembering her elder brother's advice, she had no choice but to hold back: "I accidentally knocked on the door when I was drunk."

Yue Zimo sighed in admiration: "I didn't see you so clumsy when I was a cat, it seems that you are still suitable to be a cat."

Gao Xueya put the gold-rimmed white porcelain cup back on the delicately embroidered table, and took a few deep breaths before calming down: "My brother wants to see you."

Yue Zimo pulled away the red velvet chair and the golden lacquer-carved court-style chair, sat down in a dainty manner, and smiled coldly: "What's the matter, let me think about it."

Gao Xueya's narrow and beautiful eyes widened in surprise: "What are you talking about? That's my brother!" He paused, then said, "Do you know who my brother is?"

Yue Zimo laughed again, "I'm not you, I can't wait to strike without even investigating the details of the opponent."

Gao Xueya blushed and became angry from embarrassment, but because of being repeatedly warned by her elder brother, she had to suppress her anger again, and could only squeeze the black teacup viciously: "It's because of my impulsiveness about Hei Yan, I want to teach you a lesson. Apologies, but if you catch Heiyan, it's evened out."

Yue Zimo raised one eyebrow, leaned back in the chair, rested his chin with one hand, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Even? Don't be silly, my friend. The thing is in my hands. Of course, I will decide what price you want." Forget it. Come on, tell me quickly, what's the matter? Don't talk about it, I'm leaving."

Gao Xueya frowned, this arrogant, forceful, and oppressive attitude, as if he came out of the same mold as his brother, made him very, very, very unhappy.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, there is no one to replace you when you get sick.

Gao Xueya, who didn't want to become really hypertensive, took a deep breath, looked down at his watch, "To be honest, I don't know, my brother just asked me to invite you, and he will tell you in person what's going on, and he'll be here soon .”

As if his words came true, as soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

The waiter in black and white European-style maid uniform led the guests into the room. He was a tall man.

Gao Xueya obviously respected and feared this brother who was seven or eight years older than him, and immediately stood up and introduced to both sides: "Brother, you are here, this is Yue Zimo. Yue Zimo, this is my brother Gao Jun."

Yue Zimo originally put his hands on the back of the chair and turned around to look. He stood up only when he was called, and shook hands with Gao Jun with a smile: "Dr. Gao, I have long respected you."

The appearance of a gentle and polite boy is completely the formulaic routine brought by his parents to socialize in Vanity Fair.

Gao Jun is a genius. He studied at UCSF at the age of 14 and received his Ph.D. at the age of 26. His research field is theoretical biology.When it came to the specific topic, Yue Zimo didn't care, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

And in Yue Zimo's opinion, so what about a genius? He can't escape the horror of being arbitrarily manipulated by the board game system all the way to the Ph.D.

Just as he was exhausted from taking risks in the module to solve puzzles, kicking doors and fighting, and returning to reality was as hard as the final exam.

The most difficult thing is that after he confided his troubles in this area, An Ge's eyes lighted up and he said, "From another perspective, this is an advantage. Others don't take classes seriously, and only start to panic when the exams come, but it's even a temporary help." If you stay up late, you only have less than ten hours of review time, and it’s too late to regret. But it’s different when you enter the module, and the time in a few seconds can be extended to days, or even months. It’s not always busy to do tasks , I will supervise you to review your homework when you are free, maybe you can get in the top ten or something, maybe you can get a scholarship, and then treat me to hot pot."

Yue Zimo secretly vowed that he must [——] first, then [——] and then [——] in the module. In short, he would try his best to make Teacher An unable to get up to supervise his study.

Of course Gao Jun didn't know what Yue Zimo was thinking, he just smiled in surprise: "You did a good job, I'm flattered."

He ordered drinks and snacks, asked Yue Zimo to sit down, and said to Gao Xueya: "It's none of your business, you can go out."

Gao Xueya responded obediently, and whispered to Yue Zimo, "I'll look for you later."

Yue Zimo waved goodbye to him, and the room suddenly became quiet.

He and Gao Jun faced each other across the white tea table, and for some reason, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Although the two people have no similarities in terms of appearance, personality, or clothing style, Yue Zimo inexplicably feels that when he looks at Gao Jun, it is as if he is looking in a mirror, and there is a strange but real sense of familiarity.

So he decided to wait and see.

Gao Jun calmed down and put mint leaves into the black tea with a small sterling silver clip, "Have you ever thought about why we were selected by this system?"

Yue Zimo: "Because of the resentment from the African chief."

Gao Jun's movements stopped for half a second, "Although I didn't understand, it shouldn't be." He put down the clip, and the silver product lightly collided with the porcelain, making a pleasant and beautiful jingling sound, "Although it is very dangerous and easy to die, but with Upgrading, the player's physique and skills can be enhanced, and it will take effect across dimensions and take effect in reality."

Yue Zimo raised an eyebrow, "I understand what you mean. You want to say that the essence of this system is a trial. After cruel survival of the fittest, the best humans are selected. And these humans are the chosen ones, destined to Superior to others? Let me tell you, a candidate who failed the exam 70 years ago thought the same way, and then he was beaten badly."

Gao Jun laughed: "You compare me to Hitler? Should I say thank you?"

Yue Zimo sighed: "This is obviously an insult, I should apologize to you."

Gao Jun finally showed a surprised expression, as if he felt that these words should not come from Yue Zimo's mouth.

However, he didn't dwell on this matter, but continued: "You guessed incorrectly, I don't think the selected players are superior to others."

The man took a few sips of tea slowly, and then said: "I just think that only players who have experienced the tempering and strengthening of the system will be able to deal with disasters and become the only surviving human group in the future - from this perspective, The new humans are the rulers of the future world."

It took Yue Zimo several seconds to finish this sentence, scratching his nose hesitantly: "Is this saying... the end of the world?"

"No," Gao Jun denied again, "it's the end of the old human race."

Yue Zimo stared at him with incredulous eyes: "No... because of this reason, you think that the players have even changed their species?"

Gao Jun smiled, "Of course not only because of this reason, but also because of blood."

Yue Zimo sighed in admiration: "You even know this?"

Gao Jun got up, took out two pages of folded paper from the coat pocket hanging on the coat rack at the door, and put them on the table, "Doctor Lan should do a better job of keeping secrets."

Yue Zimo's psychiatrist was named Lan. He grabbed the two pages, glanced through them quickly, and threw them back on the table with a sneer, "This is also considered an autonomous player group? Thieves Guild? It's either assassination or stealing information. Try to make some small moves that can't get on the stage."

Gao Jun was unmoved, just smiled gently, did not answer his words, but continued at his own pace: "Doctor Lan suspects that your condition is getting worse, and there is a tendency to develop from a dual personality to a triple personality. Wrong. The reason why he made such a misjudgment should be because the bloodline you inherited is awakening."

Gao Jun's gentle and calm tone finally changed, he stared at the boy with warm eyes, and even tried to hold his hand, but of course Yue Zimo avoided him mercilessly.

"Yue Zimo," he folded his hands, and said in a deep voice, "A player who has awakened his bloodline is the most powerful existence, the leader and guardian of the new humanity, and even more... the god of the new world!"

Yue Zimo just closed his eyes.

After about ten seconds, I opened my eyes, and then laughed "Puff hahahaha——".

He laughed so hard that he bent over and covered his stomach, showing no mercy at all.He straightened up after laughing enough, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'm sorry, that kid is too soft-hearted, I'm sorry to laugh in front of you, so I hid. But...hahahaha... Big brother, you Guigeng? If I remember correctly, you are almost 30 years old, why are you still so good in the second grade, what kind of god in the new world? Hahahahaha stop making trouble, Gintama is over, usually don’t watch JUMP!"

Gao Jun looked at him blankly and laughed, and continued: "If you join us, there are two major benefits. First, I can give you the highest authority as a club member, which means that you can call more than [-] million members at will. Assets and a large number of players, I am not in a position to disclose the specific number, but I can tell you that it is far beyond the estimates of you and the Special Opposition Committee."

Yue Zimo Li shook his head regretfully: "You want to buy me with just this little property? Do you know who I am? As long as I inherit the family property, I can make you kneel, not to mention the player's strength... I heard that black Homura is quite powerful, do you want to know where he is now? Oh, speaking of Black Flame, how much are you going to spend to redeem him?"

Gao Jun stared at him: "Don't you want to know what's going on with the third personality? I can help you."

Yue Zimo Li smiled softly, his eyes were cold and sharp, "Brother, don't be stupid, I have to receive treatment and hide things about the system from the doctor, I am also very hard. What happened in this There is no way to make a mistake and cause him to misjudge."

Gao Jun smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and leaned back on the back of the chair. This is the gesture of giving up communication, "Okay, I can't force it."

The meeting broke up unhappy.

After Yue Zimo left, Gao Jun was still sitting in the distance, took the boy's used teacup, and lightly licked the rim of the cup he drank from, "How is it? Can we taste it?"

Then he showed a shocked expression: "What... what? Are we... sure?"

After a while, he smiled again: "Okay... In this case, let's wait with peace of mind, he will join us sooner or later."

"Then, become our god."