The angry girl stared at the illusion monster in front of her with hatred eyes, and the folded chair was raised and fell down. This was a punishment attack from the girl's justice. Each attack was filled with the girl's anger and the ecstasy of countless viewers Yang's live channel had not been closed. The audience who could not know the mystery first saw the changes that happened to the girl. Before they could understand it, they saw Yang pick up the folded chair and collapsed a cat winner on the ground.

In an instant, the audience was so excited that someone could finally beat the winner of the cat! Of course, some people also realized that this seemed to be an illusion, but the truth was in the hands of a few people, and the live broadcast channel was still boiling... It was not until Yang killed the fake cat and the latter turned into a faceless monster that the audience discovered that there were some problems in the scene.

After looking at the waiters who were no longer moving, they looked at the illusion of their heads half-sagging in a pool of blood, and threw away the folding chair that had been deformed in their hands. The whole illusion was collapsing. Yang walked towards the door that suddenly appeared, and pushed open the girl she walked in. The next second he found that she had appeared in the hotel's own bedroom.

Turning around, I looked at the hotel lobby clearly visible outside the handrail behind me, not the appearance of Xicuizhuang, but the hotel in the game.

He took out the pigeon and sent Marceau a message about his approval. The girl lay down on the bed and chose to go offline. Of course, before going offline, the girl chose to close the live broadcast channel.

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The next morning, when everyone gathered, Yang, as the group leader, was waiting for everyone in the hotel lobby early in the morning. Ailuk, who was the first to go online, trotted downstairs and came to Yang's side. The young man smiled and nodded and greeted Yang: "I heard that the audience on your live broadcast channel were boiling yesterday, saying that you were tragic, right?"

"If it's not the case, it's just an illusion. I feel that these will identifications are very simple." Yang shook his head, indicating that the words on the forum are not worth paying attention to. Those guys are useless except bragging about taxes.

"It's not simple. Regarding your illusion, the joint roundtable composed of the administrators of our priest and mage areas has been discussed. Now, in addition to you, there are at least forty recorded illusion identifications. According to our analysis, the scenes involved in this will identification with illusion will definitely be an extension of the thoughts of the subject. I have seen your identification, and it seems that you are sure to win the throne of the next generation boss lady in Xicuizhuang."

"Yes, when I was young, I always felt that the boss lady looked good and strong, and I always wanted to be a strong woman like her." Yang looked at Eliuk. The girl's face was full of smiles that only recalled the beauty of the past: "As for Marceau... I admit that everyone has a desire to possess deep down, but I know that when there is an irreconcilable gap between ** and reality, we will be loyal to our ideals and we will face reality."

"...Yes, I wouldn't question this as a mixed-race of the Garolians and Territes. Speaking of which, Anne's identification is very interesting. I looked at it several times. I found that everything in her dream was what she liked, except that old man, and that old man did not represent the type she liked, but the type she hated." Eleuk said while opening his screenshot system and re-tuned the screenshots about Anne: "Based on the color adjustment of Anne's equipment and her preferences, I can confirm that in her illusion, all the decorations and items should be very suitable for her taste. But considering that there must be an existence that the subject cannot accept and dislike in all known illusions, then the only thing that can be confirmed is that old man. I don't know who he is, but it must be an existence that can make Anne hate for her."

"You are really a piece of detective material, Eleuk." Yang nodded to this person, agreeing with his reasoning: "That guy is an Ani's suitor. But you should also know who my sister likes the most, and he has been completely disgusted by us recently because of some small moves... So you can say that this guy is the target Annie hates, which is worthy of his name."

"Thank you, but what I am most curious about now is Marceau's illusion, and he did not release it. This made me very curious about what happened in his illusion. He said that he had killed the faceless monster who turned into Anne... But I am still very curious." Eleuk is worthy of being the blood of a famous detective. His curious appearance made Yang smile and shake his head.

After considering it, Yang decided to express his views and opinions: "Marceau must be very self-blame. He hurt Anne in order to escape from the illusion. Even if this is a faceless monster, you should also know that if you don't kill it, the illusion will not end, and this will identification will definitely regard retreat as failure. We must respond immediately, otherwise the face will fail... The identification never waits for anyone."

"Yang, I'm more and more sure now that we are all the same people."

“Each one another.

The famous detectives flattered each other until Anne went online. The girl pushed open the door, covered her yawning mouth with her right hand, and held Marceau's tail with her left hand. The girl dragged the body of the cat who was still offline and went down the second floor in a dignified manner.

Eliuk: "...Yang, can you tell me what's going on?"

Yang: "No, when Annie gets up, her blood sugar is too low, so she will subconsciously grab something and go find something to eat. This habit has been around since she was a child."

Then the moment Marceau went online, she rolled in front of the fracture caused by the impact when she was going down the stairs and the pain caused by the disconnection of the tailbone! This can also be considered as a template for beating, scolding and loving couples. The cat who enjoys 200% pain says that it's really a ghost.

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After finally dealing with the wounds all over his body, the tailbone was hanging weakly because of the disconnection. Marceau followed the team members to board the spaceship again. When the spaceship was launched, the cat turned his head and looked at the small town Walian in front of him, sighed, and the cat turned around and walked towards the friends sitting on the deck.

"Young man, hurry up and enjoy the sunshine again before we enter the Mogus snow line." The snow line mentioned by the dwarf uncle is a natural dividing line in the middle of Mogus. After every November of the game year, there will be no sunshine north of the Mogus snow line. Heavy snow will dominate north of the snow line until the beginning of spring of the next year.

The cat sat on another empty lounge chair and leaned over and pounced on it. The cat was still breaking down and was waiting for its injuries to improve. Therefore, he looked at Zhiqiu and others who were preparing the bait. The cat was bored and pounced on the chair.

"By the way, uncle, have you been to Mogus before? I mean the fourth time opening." Marso turned his head and looked at the dwarf and asked.

"No, I was still an in-service armored assault soldier when the fourth time was opened. I was not allowed to enter the game when I was forced to retire due to my age. After the recruitment period ended, the fourth opening was over." The dwarf raised his sunglasses: "Why did you suddenly remember this problem?"
Chapter completed!