Civil Affairs Bureau special object

Jian Xifei stared at the extremely thin black line on the ceiling, and he was sure he wasn't dazzled - the line had indeed moved forward by a millimeter just now.

The gray ceiling is uneven and has some old stains. If you don't have extraordinary eyesight, you will definitely not be able to see the movement of the black line.But Jian Xifei is not an ordinary person. He has the eyes of an eagle, not to mention that he has let go of the power of the totem. In his eyes, this movement is no different from taking a big step forward.

"What are you?" Jian Xifei raised his head and asked abruptly into the air.

The black line lay dormant again, and did not move for more than half an hour.Jian Xifei didn't move, just stared at him until it was dinner time, and the prison guard respectfully knocked on the door.

"Mr. Jian, do you think you are going out for activities by yourself, or should I bring them to you?" The prison guard's attitude was extremely submissive. If it wasn't for the dark and damp place, he would almost think he was a waiter in a five-star hotel.

With the sound of the prison guard, the black line swished back to the corner of the wall, disguised as an ordinary stain.

Jian Xifei rolled his eyeballs, looked away from the "stain", and glanced at the prison guard: "I'm not hungry."

In just the blink of an eye, all the stains and black lines disappeared when I looked at it again - it really ran away. Originally, Jian Xifei also gave it a chance to slip away, so it couldn't be so deadlocked all the time.

"Yes, then tell me when you are hungry," the prison guard smiled flatteringly, "How about I open the door for you, or you go to our dormitory to rest?"

Zong Tong's life and death were unknown, Jian Xifei was in a bad mood, and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all: "Get lost."

His mood would affect those around him. The prison guards didn't dare to get angry at him, and the more he walked away, the more angry he became. It was much smoother when he went back and caught a troublemaker and beat him up.

Prison guards were still able to catch the prisoners to vent their anger, but the prisoners who were irritated by the influence could only fight with each other. For a moment, the whole Dahuang Prison was a little restless, with undercurrents surging.

"Come out." There were no black lines or spots on the ceiling, and Jian Xifei was still staring at that area.

He had an intuition that the weird thing just now hadn't left.

Sure enough, as soon as Jian Xifei finished speaking, a black thread suddenly protruded from under the iron bed!The black line was like a snake, with its "snake head" held high and it came to bite Jian Xifei. Jian Xifei sneered, and shot like lightning, accurately pinching the snake's head seven inches below.

It's a pity that this is not a real snake, as soon as the black thread got close to his skin, it tried to penetrate into his body along the pores!

Jian Xifei frowned and snorted coldly, the totem magnetic field unfolded brazenly, and all the orcs and sub-orcs in the prison were shocked in an instant, and suddenly looked up at the single prison in the southeast corner.

There...something is calling them, this feeling is strange but it makes people's blood boil, wishing they could rush over immediately.Fortunately, in an instant, the crazy prisoners had no time to move, and the impulse had faded away without a trace. The prison guards wanted to check, but the closer they got, the heavier their feet became. Something in their hearts told them: Do not come.

In the end, the prison guards still couldn't resist their instincts and gave up going to the single-person area to investigate.

Because just now, although the black thread was also forced out of the body by the impact of this invisible energy field, it still entered and left a sentence.

"Zong Zhishen is not dead yet."

If two-dimensional organisms do not condense into a three-dimensional form, they can only achieve the purpose of communication by stimulating the bioelectricity of carbon-based organisms—that is, they must enter the body.

Brother Zun originally planned to sneak in quietly to discuss countermeasures with Jian Xifei, but he didn't expect Jian Xifei to be so vigilant, and he couldn't communicate with him in the two-dimensional state, so he had to stay in a stalemate.Moreover, the terrifying magnetic field wave around him can really resist the invasion of the pervasive black line, and even drive him out of the body.

Don't dare to underestimate carbon-based organisms anymore, Brother Zun thought to himself.

Jian Xifei frowned and looked at the black thread that was swaying anxiously, and his heart moved: "Mica man?"

The black thread seemed to be heaving a sigh of relief, and the end of the thread nodded abruptly.

At first, Jian Xifei didn't expect that it was because Jian Xifei never considered that the supercilious mica man would come to the planet of "garbage three-dimensional creatures", but now he found that the other party was intelligent and could even communicate. The long black line suddenly reminds me of two-dimensional creatures.

The universe is full of wonders, and there are a group of two-dimensional creatures living on the mica star that belongs to the Zumeng galaxy like them.

According to the official popular science information, these two-dimensional creatures take a linear form as their daily form, and when they unfold, they can cover the entire Orc Star.They feed on mica energy and lead a self-sufficient life on the mica planet.

These mica people have extremely powerful spiritual power, and they are the main creators of the "Second Realm" holographic game that connects the entire galaxy. However, the mica people are arrogant by nature and regard all other three-dimensional creatures with fixed shapes as rubbish.If it weren't for the mica energy they ate would only be born on the mica star, I'm afraid it would not have been the turn of the first generation of Tian Qihuang to unify and attack Meng.

Because of the changeable shape and extremely fast deployment speed of mica people, they can span half a planet in the blink of an eye, and then use their bodies to condense into any three-dimensional form, so they have always been feared by three-dimensional creatures.Even when the Emperor Zong attacked the Gamma Corridor, he deliberately bypassed the mica star, which is enough to show their ferocity.Only ABOs who are good at mental attacks can compete with them.

Now, why did such a two-dimensional creature that was once regarded as a "god" by ancient beasts suddenly come to the beastman planet?

Most importantly, he said - Zong Zhishen is not dead.

Zong Tong is not dead? !

Jian Xifei originally refused to believe that Zong Damao was dead, but his parents must be more concerned about this matter, but if Zongtong still has a slight possibility of being alive, their emotions will not be so angry, sad, or desperate.

Ever since he was sent to the prison respectfully, Jian Xifei has been thinking about the possibility that Zongtong is not dead, until at this moment, someone told him clearly——Zong Zhishen is not dead.

Even if it is fake, he still wants to continue to be deceived.He didn't escape from prison hastily, but followed the plan of the mastermind behind the scenes, just to find out the identity and intentions of the other party: If Zong Tong is really dead, then he will never let the murderer feel better!

Jian Xifei took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his turbulent mood. He couldn't fall into the opponent's trap because of his unstable mood.

"Who sent you?"

The black thread approached him, but this time Jian Xifei didn't refuse, allowing him to touch his skin.

"I am pampered." Hei Xian's eager voice sounded in his brain.

Jian Xifei was taken aback.

"Second Realm! The yin-yang mage in the game is pampered. Jian Xifei, keep it simple! I'm not here to harm you, Zong Zhishen is really still alive."

Jian Xifei thought of a series of people who might collude with the Yunca people to deceive him, including Director Fo, Zongshi, Yishi...even some big shots far away in Gemini, but he really didn't think that the Yunca people were I know myself.

Onmyoji pampered?Jian Xifei knew that they were mica people, and he also said before that he would come to see him when he arrived at the Orc planet, so the timing was indeed right.

Jian Xifei hesitated: "Proof?"

"Ayou and I came here to play with you, but when we went to your house, we found Zong Xiangshen lying in a pool of blood—later we found out that he was the president and he was 180 meters tall. Uh, you know this?"

Jian Xifei believed it again: "I know."

"I found that Zong Tong's body seemed to be protected by some kind of power, and the wound healed very quickly. He was dead, but he was slowly resurrecting!"

Jian Xifei interrupted him suddenly: "How did he 'die'?"

"Shot, right in the heart."

Jian Xifei's hand was suddenly clenched, distressed and angry, he was shot through the heart... How much pain should a big cat who loves to be brave feel?

"go on."

Brother Zun felt that his mood was very unstable, and his voice became more cautious: "Ayou is guarding him in the morgue now, and his heart has healed nearly half of himself. According to this speed, he can recover in three days at most. survived."

Even though he just heard that Zongtong is not dead, Jian Xifei is still relieved now that the date is confirmed, and his expression is much softer: "That's great. Thank you, um... I don't know your real name yet?"

Brother Zun swayed his body carelessly, as if waving his hands indifferently: "There are very few mica people, so we all use single characters for our names. My name is Zun. Ayou——is my daughter-in-law, the astrologer Zunzu You—her name is You. What's the relationship between us, thank you."

"Thank you," Jian Xifei said sternly, "Goshen is my partner, the news you can tell me now is very important, otherwise, if he is burned before he is resurrected, then I will really regret it Too late."

Brother Zun hesitated for a moment, with a strange voice in his voice: "Actually... the most important thing now is not whether he will be burned. In fact, he hasn't fully recovered yet."

Jian Xifei looked serious: "What do you mean?"

Brother Zun told him again about the fact that the brain mistakenly thought he was dead, and Jian Xifei fell into deep thought after he finished speaking.

"You come to find me now, do you already have a real way to recover and go deep?"

Talking to smart people is easy, Brother Zun nodded quickly: "Ayou and I have an idea, but this requires your help, and it's not 100% able to revive him, but it's better than doing nothing."

"You said, you have to try everything." Jian Xifei said.

Brother Zun said: "You know that we mica people have strong spiritual power, right? We contributed 80% of the scene construction of the second world. My method of resurrecting the president is also based on this - we are in his brain. Create a 'game' in the game and let him resurrect from the game. The main purpose of this resurrection plan is to give him a sense of 'ah, I'm alive'."

"Similar to PK being resurrected by the resurrection skill after death?"

"No, I've already tried this kind of thing with Ayou, it doesn't work. He is very familiar with this role-playing game mode. He knows that it's a fake death and a fake life, and it can't achieve the purpose of sudden awakening. And he has something for me and Ayou. Strong vigilance, no open brain at all, it is very difficult for us to build games in it."

Jian Xifei understood: "You want me to enter his brain and 'resurrect' him."

"Yes, we tried many times. The only time we successfully entered the president's brain was when Ayou became you. Unfortunately, he was found out after the resurrection failed, and he couldn't get in again."

"I'll do it," Jian Xifei said, Zongtong's mind has always had no reservations about him, "but how exactly should I do it?"

"that's it……"

After Brother Zun said one by one, Jian Xifei suddenly realized, and kept nodding.

The author has something to say: The south wind entered the string and threw a landmine at the headquarters~ Fortunately, the door of the headquarters is hard, otherwise all the saved manuscripts would be blown out for you