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Chapter 72: A Fake Reality Copy(1/2)

"I'm back."

After deliberately saying this, Wang He closed the notebook in his hand.

He has completely collected the information inside.

He had discovered before that the last sentence on the notebook was written in very neat regular script.

If this is the direction that someone deliberately wants to guide Wang He, it is enough for him to speculate:

This anonymous visitor is not the Red Dragon Organization, nor is it an enemy of the organization.

It was more like a third party that broke in from somewhere, easily saw through Wang He's plan, and deliberately left a message to try to induce him.

Now, there is no abnormality in Wang He's perception range.

The only thing that was abnormal was the sudden sound coming from the living room.

Noisy, disorderly, and familiar, it should be the sound of constantly changing TV channels.

Wang He concentrated and held his breath. The sound suddenly stopped at a certain moment. The sound of the TV program had become smooth, as if the channel change had ended.

The fixed program is a dating program that Wang He doesn’t watch very much, but is very popular.

In the voice, the host was introducing the male guests.

"Now we have our third male guest, Xu Jian!"

There were enthusiastic applause and high-pitched background sounds.

"Hello, male guest, welcome i to our show..."

"Among the 48 female guests present, which one is your favorite? Please select the corresponding number on the answer board."

When the program was playing here, a voice suddenly came from the living room:

"Number 32."

Outside, there was the unusually calm voice of a man.

Wang He was thoughtful.

If he were an enemy, would he quietly watch the dating show at his home?

If it were a friend, Wang He thought that no real friend could rush into his house directly and write that sentence in his notebook as if nothing had happened.

He thought for a moment, removed the surface defenses of his divine body and the power of faith, and placed the defenses inside his body.

The radiance emanating from his body disappeared instantly.

He took a deep breath and reviewed his skills again.

He also has a core trump card.

He currently has more than 30,000 faith points and can use his racial talent "Eternal Fire" to sustain at least 30 fatal injuries.

When he first came out of the game warehouse, he was fully armed to prevent being attacked by multiple people and being subdued instantly.

But now, once he has the preparation and time to use his skills freely, Wang He is really not afraid of most things in reality.

He could not confirm whether the presence in the living room was malicious.

But one thing is certain:

Keep the same mystery to the mystery that you don't deliberately approach.

Preliminary hostility may miss the only opportunity for conversation.

He cautiously walked into the living room and found a young man dressed in white with shoulder-length hair sitting on the sofa.

What is incompatible with the appearance of men in costume dramas is the stubble on his face.

It was obvious that this man had not shaved for a long time.

Wang He looked at him, and there was a strange feeling in his perception.

There seemed to be something about this man that made him wary.

This is his intuition and his racial talent.

Wang He realized that the man didn't seem to notice him. He thought for a while, then found a topic and said, "Friend! Is No. 32 beautiful?"

He was casually talking about the content of the dating show, as if he didn't mind at all, nor did he care about his sudden appearance.

The man in white became unnoticeably energetic.

His wrist subconsciously stretched toward something behind his back.

For a moment, he stopped and suddenly turned his head and said: "So you ordinary people... only know how to look at the skin. What did you say? By the way, temperament! Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Wang He replied quickly.

"I only know that you are watching my TV at my house and eating the snacks I bought." Wang He glanced at the opened snack packaging bags on the coffee table.

The man in white seemed a little helpless: "Do you think I want to stay in this poor place where spiritual energy is scarce?"

"Now that you have come out, my mission as a teacher is completed."

"If I take this, I can have a bright future and travel around the world! The mere disciples can no longer restrain me!" He stood up from the sofa, looking like a villain who has succeeded.

Only then did Wang He realize that the man in white was carrying an ancient blue scabbard on his back.

Judging from the exposed style of the sword hilt, it seems that a certain antique long sword is hidden in the sheath.

The scabbard is engraved with simple and elegant patterns.

Even if it is not genuine, this sword is at least a valuable handicraft.

Wang He prefers to believe that it is genuine.

This person is no ordinary person either.

Now that the world is so crazy, any amount of weirdness is completely normal.

Because Wang He himself is one of these weirdnesses.

Under Wang He's gaze, the man in white expressed his emotions and immediately sat back on the sofa.

"The person responsible for handing over the division will be here later. I will leave after watching this show." He said without any politeness.

At the same time, it seems that she is still a little reluctant to let go of the dating show or female guest No. 32.

Wang He asked tentatively: "Master? What do you mean? Is your brain flooded?"

"If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police!"

The man in white looked at Wang He strangely and hesitated: "Are you sure you want to go out now?"

His words made Wang He feel strange.

In these words, there was no rejection or surveillance, it was just a confirmation of Wang He's intention to go out.

It seems that once he goes out, something bad will happen to him.

Wang He walked to the balcony door, opened the curtains and glass door, and walked out.

A completely changed external world was completely revealed in front of him.

Wang He looked up and saw two suns in the sky.

A sun like a normal sun, dazzling and bright.

The other is similar to the black sun that appears during a solar eclipse. It is pitch black in the middle and has a strange orange-red color around it.

The world is completely divided by the midline between the two suns.

Wang He is in a world with normal sun, and it is daytime.

As his vision shifted, starting from a certain dividing line, the world completely fell into darkness.

The city is divided into two areas, black and white.

Day and night exist simultaneously.

"Double days will alternate every day. You can count yourself lucky to wake up in the daytime."

"But soon, this place will be shrouded in darkness."

Wang He remembered the words of the man in white, and he forcibly swept away those messy thoughts.

Reality cannot be changed so quickly!

After putting together what he saw and heard, Wang He regained his composure and asked: "Handsome man, do you know where the ordinary people are?"

In his field of vision, there were no vehicles or individuals moving on the street.

Considering the high-density city where he lives, things are a bit unrealistic.

Even if the apocalypse comes in many games, there should at least be burning fireworks and chaos.

And here, it can only be described as tranquil.

Nowhere in the city showed signs of destruction, and the population seemed to have been evacuated in an instant.

After his question ended, the man in white didn't reply for a long time, as if he was watching the show fascinated.

Seeing that questioning was ineffective, Wang He began to explore on his own while remaining vigilant.

He took out the terminal, and it showed that it was outside the circle.

Any website he tries to log in to will show "Not connected to the network".

The network signal is also 0 bar.

The only abnormal thing is that the TV is still broadcasting the blind date program.

Wang He frowned.

On the sofa, the man in white retracted his observation of Wang He.

After seeing Wang He's puzzled expression, he changed to a comfortable position and leaned on the sofa, as if he was just beginning to think about how to reply: "Handsome guy?"
To be continued...
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