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People in the settlement will come to work (gan) during the day, and the remuneration will be paid by the fourth family. In the evening, Shu Jun will be here to check every aspect of this underground stronghold, and by the way, suppress the surrounding erosion.

Zhu Yanchen was not there, he was alone in the darkness. It was late at night, and only snorted on his back on Monday.

After doing today's examination, Shu Jun (sleeping Shui) couldn't help, and Suo (sexual xing) leaned on the tunnel to exhaust her hair. The moist earth scent penetrated into the nose, and under the dim lighting, the ruins carried traces of pre-apocalyptic glory.

The supplies from the old four were in the corner, and the flashing light bulbs illuminated the wooden box brightly and darkly.

Previously, Zhu Sheng asked Xia Yufeng to beat the old four, but there was a real Zhu Yanchen in charge. Naturally, the old four would not be hit by Xia Yufeng's "fake Marshal Zhu". But in order to stabilize Xia Yufeng's chess piece, Zhu Yanchen still gave an order to make the fourth family "depressed" in cooperation.

During the supervision process, Shu Jun came into contact with many people from the fourth family. After a while, he realized that the old four house is much fatter than he thought-large and small settlements are surrounded by city Y, and they are all considered the old four houses. Fortunately, if it is stable on weekdays, the three major families are focused on internal squeezing. But when city y is not peaceful, the fourth family will be the first to be warned.

He had joked with Zhu Yanchen before, this person spends his time on so many things, does he not sleep (Shui) every night? Until now, Shu Jun realized that the joke may be more than a "joke."

From doing his utmost to study the shovel, making his own tactical chips, to forming an organization of the size of the "Old Four". For more than ten years, Zhu Yanchen has used actions to weave a net with good stitches, and the player system itself lies in the center of the net.

Shu Jun's heart was heavy. Zhu Yanchen was busy like a spinning top, but he was living here unhurriedly.

Now he (touching Mo) has reached Zhu Yanchen's net, relying on it to hold the (sexual) life of his compatriots. Then I should do my best to make it more dense and firm, and leak-proof.

He closed his eyes, and a vague idea gradually formed.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice suddenly came.

Shu Jun tilted his eyes, and Old Man Dong emerged from the shadows. He crouched back, his eyes squirming around. Shu Jun always felt that this person felt a little familiar to him, and couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Sleeping Shui) is nothing more." Shu Jun looked for a wooden box, sat on it with his legs up, and looked up and down at Old Man Dong. "Why do the elderly come here in the middle of the night?"

I really want to do whatever I want, some people give pillows just as soon as I sleep in Shui. As soon as his idea got stuck, he found a solution by himself.

"I have to see how this stronghold looks with my own eyes, so that we can better allocate manpower." Old man Dong replied with a grin. "Smoke isn't here, I have to keep in touch with you, just in case."

"Thanks." Shu Jun quickly turned his mind and answered absently.

"Hate humans other than smoke and dust?" Seeing Shu Jun's state was wrong, Old Man Dong continued enthusiastically.

"Not talking about it."

"That old man, I'll stay a little longer. After all, Yanchen asked me to take care of you. I finally came here, so I have to go through the process."

"Take care?" Shu Jun asked with a smile. He untied Monday from behind, put it on his knees, and stroked the spine of his sword. A comfortable hum on Monday added a bit of vitality to the dim underground.

"Why, do you think he asked me to monitor you?"

"No, I know, he won't—I'm just thinking, if you really want to go through this ‘care’ process, I have a basket of questions that I want you to take care of."

Old man Dong picked up a piece of plastic sheeting from the ground and sat on the ground: "Ask, I'm bored anyway."

"When did Zhu Yanchen's plan start?"

"I joined late, but looking at the layout and information, he has been thinking about these things about sixteen years ago. To put it bluntly, he can't do much alone. I help him share the tactical work in it. Four teams, bah, old The four are out there to help him build an information network."

Old man Dong said slowly.

"But that guy is very cunning. I won't give all the tactical work to me, and I won't give all the research work to Ai Xiaoxiao. He must have half of the work. He defends us and has always been clear about it... Zhu Yanchen's plan The details are probably only known to him."

"That's it." Shu Jun continued to stroke his sword.

"Why do you want to inquire about this, are you moved?" Old man Dong teased.

"I just want to know more about this person." Shu Jun stopped. "I have my own plan anyhow."

The pleats on Old Man Dong's face trembled, and the smile suddenly disappeared. He stared at Shu Jun warily, breathing slowly.

"Ayan his thoughts, I probably guessed it. Before discovering sigma, he wanted to spare his life and expose the fatal loopholes in the player system to the world. As for now... he wants to get the position of the head, combined with the current situation. , Justifiably stop the player system."

"Is there a problem?"

"The problem is that half of the trouble in front of our noses is outside of Marshal Zhu's plan." Shu Jun smiled, "The life of 30,000 players, Luo Ju, sigma... He can't take care of so much, and he has no standpoint. Arrange these. As for me, before I finalize the plan, I must figure out his (sexual xing) pattern to avoid unnecessary friction."

"What do you want to do?" Old man Dong was a little stiff.

Shu Jun sat there casually, a steady flow of oppression, his aura did not lose to the real swamp: "Why should I tell you?"

Old man Dong was speechless.

Shu Jun looked at him again, and after a long while, Shu Jun stretched out a hand. A mass of eclipse was supported by the wind and floated on his palm: "If you want to talk in depth, it's better to be open and honest on both sides. At least you have to show your true colors, right, Miss Xia?"

Under the mask of Old Man Dong, Xia Liang's face instantly turned pale. Zhu Yanchen promised to her that if she wanted to expose her identity, she would first seek her consent. Although she doesn't like Zhu Yanchen, she also knows that he can be trusted.

Shu Jun discovered her identity by herself.

"The mirror erodes the marsh." Seeing Xia Liang didn't speak, Shu Jun explained. "I tried it with you. It doesn't look like your face, so you must have made some kind of disguise. In addition, Zhu Yanchen's attitude towards you in the Grand Theater... Since he is such a person with a strong desire to control, I will not expose (expose) too much to irrelevant people. I just guess."

"Isn't it bad to give each other a little face?" Xia Liang didn't hide his true voice anymore, "For you, my identity is not important."

"Of course it's important." Shu Jun pointed out solemnly, "What a handy handle."

Xia Liang: "..." She was wrong. She shouldn't be wrong. She shouldn't think that this person is pure-hearted-everyone is playing tactics. After all, it is a thousand-year-old fox playing mahjong together. Who can be innocent than anyone else.

"Ai Xiaoxiao wants to consider transferring patients. It is impossible to come over recently. I want you to hide something for me."

"Have you ever thought about it, at this moment, if you explode my identity..."

"Who said it's exploding now, I can wait until these things are over before taking the gossip." Shu Jun smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"...What do you want?"

"There is still some time before the reunion celebration, I may have to leave for a while. Ayan, you help me fool it."

"Let him know--"

"I don't intend to hide it from him. There is no life-threatening thing. I will say it after the incident." Shu Jun said. "He has to deal with enough things now, like a car with a heavy load. I will give the plan now. He has no harm but no harm."

Xia Liang looked at him suspiciously.

"Why, he is only allowed to steal (touch Mo) by himself for sixteen years, and I am not allowed to find something for myself (gan gan)? Ordinary couples have to leave some private space, let alone we haven't...cough."

Xia Liang's suspicious eyes became more intense.

"After all, the reunion celebration is coming. You know, Luo will probably do it when it comes. This is about my compatriots. I have to figure out things in advance." Shu Jun jumped off the wooden box. "That's it, you can figure it out,'Mr. Dong'. If I really want to hide from him, I won't even tell you, but that's too much trouble."

Xia Liang didn't object, just a cold snort.

During this time, sigma was not absent in his dream. It's just that Shu Jun either wandered around and missed his childhood, or sang in his small apartment. sigma has little room to play, and the figure gradually shifts from the door to the corner-eroded by countless negative emotions, Shu Jun can still howl and sing "Sweet Summer", it really has no means available, and his mood is getting sluggish.

But today, Shu Jun's situation seems a bit weird.

The frustrated sigma clone has energy, it directs the bloodshot, and leans forward hopefully.

"Humans really cannot be trusted." Shu Jun fell on the sofa and muttered. "Zhu Yanchen only cares about the position of the head, and has never considered where my 30,000 compatriots will go..."

sigma was excited for a moment, blood and tears almost burst out: "Yes, that's it, you finally wake up."

"I can't see hope. Now I only have a Hu Yan in my hand. Even with Zhu Yanchen, we can't prevent Luo Duan... With the support of sigma, he can command the alpha erosion marsh, right? In combat, I will definitely expose (expose)...the situation of the people who are (cheng) will also expose (expose)..."

"Yes." Sigma said enthusiastically, "Unless Zhu Yanchen becomes the leader, you can command your compatriots and fight side by side to build a long-term line of defense. But we all know that it is impossible."

"Yes, I can't (strong qiang) force my compatriots to protect mankind." This sentence really came from the heart. Then Shu Jun covered his face, blocking his true expression.

The little sigma was so happy that he gave out the information in a straightforward manner-Luo Duan could indeed mobilize the Alpha Swamp.

"Moreover, you might be able to fuse the marsh like me, and then survive..." Shu Jun continued to clasp his face tightly, making a tired look. He even squeezed his throat and made a decent choke.

"Yes." sigma drew closer, the black and red bloodshots wrapped around Shujun, almost wrapping him into a blood cocoon. Countless negative emotions swarmed up and burned into Shu Jun's nerves. "Yes, that's it."

"You are just a fragment," he murmured. "I think it will be a real sigma, I know what it wants, I ask for negotiation."

After that, he let out a breath.

"My brain hasn't recovered yet. Now that sigma absorbs me, it will definitely suffer. It's better to lend us a few alpha swamps, let us and humans have a break, and then I leave it to you...With my information and Ability, sigma can definitely save my compatriots."

"Yes." It said, "When you are ready alone, I can tell you where your ontology is."

"Does it have to be so troublesome? If the distance is close enough, can we have a long-distance conversation..."

"I'm just an incomplete piece of information, living in your subconscious mind. Don't talk about long-distance conversation, I can't even tell the things around me." The human figure whispered and moved closer. "Unfortunately, you must see it in person."

Very good, it seems that the limitation of "requiring physical contact communication" is common to this thing.

Shu Jun continued to talk about negative words, at the same time, the sigma's body turned straight around him, like a dog wandering around a food bowl. It echoed him from time to time, bewitched him, and tried to push him into the chaotic abyss.

It is a pity that Shu Jun is sober. What to meet, what to promise, but to seek skin with a tiger. Sigma was not pursuing perfect evolution from the beginning, but to let humans disappear.

Really interesting, Shu Jun thought. Had it not been for the trust in Zhu Yanchen, under the pressure of countless negative emotions, he would have almost convinced himself.

However, for an unrealistic goal, someone spent sixteen years trying to find a way out. So in public and private, he must become a person who can afford to walk this **** road.

In order to be fully prepared, Shu Jun did not act until three days later. If he accidentally messed up his good actions or even lost his life, the fun would be great.

Participating in sigma for three days, on the fourth day, the prototype of the underground stronghold was completely completed. Taking a break, Shu Jun asked Yu Jin to take up his class.

"I'll go (sleep in Shui) for a while." He said, "Don't disturb me."

Then, he flew into the sky quietly.

The clone of sigma is also quite cunning. It didn't tell Shu Jun the right direction at the beginning. Shu Jun flew in the deserted and eroded area for a whole day. It was determined that he flew far enough before it told him the next location in his dream.

After flying (sleeping Shui), (sleeping Shui) eating, and flying again after eating, Shu Jun wandered around the erosion zone for two more days. On the seventh day after departure, he finally arrived at the real place.

Shu Jun stopped in mid-air.

He had thought about the appearance of sigma-Shu Jun only knew that it was a collection of resentments, with brain-swamps and strange shapes. He thought about it for a while before giving up completely. It now appears that he was right to give up.

The sigma is very big, but other than that, he didn't guess anything right.

This stretch of coast is near the mouth of the sea, and the ocean is pure pitch black.

Shu Jun couldn't see what was under the sea, and looked around, there was only a piece of water stained with ink. The sigma only has a small outline (exposed) on the coast, and just looking at the appearance (exposed) is enough to make people feel uncomfortable——

Countless arms stretched out from the sea, grabbing the gray sandy beach. The left arm and the right arm are arranged irregularly, perpendicular to the coast. From a distance, the coastline looks a bit like weird piano keys.

Shu Jun nauseated for a while.

How many arms are there, thousands? Tens of thousands? They are quite big and extremely skinny, as if they were chopped from the corpse of a giant (dry gan). The end of the arm is connected to the sea, which blends perfectly with the dark ocean.

The river that enters the sea is also black, with thick erosive flowing in it. The amount of erosion is extremely large, and several alpha-level erosion swamps can be saved in minutes. However, in terms of the degree of disorganization of erosive mass flow, there is no brain eroding marsh among them.

sigma's "welcome ceremony" did a good job. Shu Jun sneered in his heart, he still had to do what he should do.

The lonely figure circled for a while, descending from a high altitude, ready to start negotiations.

At this moment, something happened suddenly.

Among the countless arms grabbing the beach, there was a five-finger that didn't penetrate the sand, just clenched his fist. When the figure had just landed, that hand quietly stretched into the sea, a pale white between the fingers (exposed).

A "brain" sank into the eclipse.

Before the figure had time to take a few steps forward, sigma suddenly attacked. Numerous arms stretched out, and directly squeezed towards that little figure. At the same moment, a giant swamp climbed out of the entrance to the sea, and it quickly stretched out to wrap a circle behind the coast. The figure was flanked by both sides, and immediately disappeared in the erosion.

From the beginning, there was no negotiation, as expected, Shu Jun thought.

He floated cross-legged high in the sky, the corrosive nature of his body was pressed down by (zhenzhen), and he was completely breathless. The other "he" is different-he uses Tianfeng's "creation" as the bone, and the mirror "copy" as the skin, mixed with his real blood (flesh rou). Regarding breath alone, it has no flaws.

During the three days of preparation, in order to strive for the real effect, he put a lot of blood on himself and also took a lot of (rou). In order to make up for the lost energy, he almost emptied the mutant beasts near the erosion zone.

"It's not something." Shu Jun sighed with deep emotion while holding the root (肉rou) (dry gan).

He just put down his puppet with the wind, has it been three minutes? It seems that sigma really wants his brain, and he refuses to even mean it.

Looking at the situation below his eyes, Shu Jun swallowed the (肉rou) (干gan) in his mouth, and started a few seconds--

In a single battle, he never leaves flaws. sigma (hook gou) to a mindless empty shell, before it reacted, the empty shell exploded.

It was filled with Ai Xiaoxiao version of purification powder. They kept the corrosive substance on the outside, and the bomb on the inside did not damage the least bit, and now it exploded so earth-shattering.

Among the scattered powder, Shu Jun's blood (flesh) was purified by the powder to become one (dry gan). Even the two eroded bogs next to them were also affected-the new eroded bog rubbed by sigma retreated a few meters, and sigma held the puppet’s hand and blew a finger away, and the skin (flesh rou) burned sizzlingly sound.

Not to mention brain information, he doesn't even want to expose (expose) the information on his fingernails to sigma.

The next moment, sigma's angry scream came from the ground, as if thousands of nails were scratching the blackboard together, and the cold breath instantly penetrated the bones. It slapped countless arms angrily, trying to find Shu Jun, but under the disguise of "suppression", it couldn't get any clues.

Above the sky, Shu Jun trembled and slid.

Along the way, he saw a lot of interesting things and got a lot of information. When he gave the information to Zhu Yanchen, that person would be able to infer more.

"Goodbye, sigma." Before flying away at full speed, Shu Jun glanced at the strange coastline and made a face. "Really a good negotiation."

y city.

Luo Duan still did not leave the command center.

For some reason, his injury healed very slowly. But Ai Xiaoxiao gave a definitive diagnosis, and this person was again anxious to experience "leisure life". According to reason, the staff were unable to drive him out, and Yining had a headache.

But the reunion celebration is coming soon, and there is no task recently. This person can't make mistakes if he doesn't return. When the celebration officially begins, Luo Duan will go back and lead the groundwater anyway.

When he is gone, all his unnecessary worries will disappear. After all, he shouldn't get too close to the Hehe (chengcheng) people.

Fortunately, Luo did what he said. Since Yi Ning gave an ultimatum that night, he has indeed never been to Yi Ning's office again. It's just that one person casually reads a free book in the reference room and chats with the other staff with a smile.

But Yining is a bit uncomfortable.

Zhu Yanchen's return, the Tang family began to bombard again, urging him to quickly get things out-such as making achievements at the reunion celebration and pulling votes. Yining returned to the life of dealing with the rich and powerful and then working. However, when he encountered a problem and subconsciously read aloud, Yi Ning realized that there was no one around him to discuss together.

He tried to find an assistant to help, but the assistant was far from Luojuan's reaction and insight, which only made him more headache.

Habit is really a terrible thing.

But there is good news. After the return of "Zhu Yanchen", he relaxed a lot in terms of the player system and completely became a microphone to convey Zhu Sheng's will. This is also good. If the double "Marshal Zhu" agrees to increase the production of He (chengcheng), he will lose so much. There is nothing wrong with the Tang family torturing him day by day.

Yining pressed her temple vigorously.

When the break time came, he subconsciously turned on the monitoring light screen to check Luo Duan's movements.

The captain of the groundwater is holding a stack of books and walking to his ward. At a glance, those books are all materials related to the reunion celebration, and they are not sensitive (sexual xing). The fake "Zhu Yanchen" happened to come from the other end of the corridor, and the two passed by.

Luo Duan stared straight ahead, without distracting a glance at "Marshal Zhu", and went straight into the ward.

"Marshal Zhu" paused slightly after Luo broke into the room. He glanced at the door of the ward, then raised his head, and glanced at the monitor to adjust the lens.

Yi Ning had an illusion-the counterfeit seemed to see himself straight through the camera. The pupils of those eyes were extremely dark, and they were not bottomed.

As expected to die, the true Zhu Yanchen.