Han Dongwen himself is not a player who cares about the plot that much.

Therefore, he admired the textual research party such as "Sherlock Hook". Just like his name, doing these things requires a certain amount of reasoning ability and cannot let go of the details.

"I'm afraid we are indeed close to each other...except Wen Yongxing can't be my father."

He thought so, smiled bitterly, stood up and paced back and forth in the room, sorting out his thoughts.

What do I want?

I want to get out of my current predicament, I need to change my dying future.

How to do this?

Logically speaking, the easiest way is to survive until the player enters, then find a player and tell the other player that his data has been intercepted by mistake and that he has "traveled" to this point, so he should quickly find the game company.

The premise of this method is that even outside the game, there is another self. For some reason, he was connected to the pipeline in advance, and then was mistakenly intercepted and classified to replace the NPC Plague Lord.

But something doesn't make sense.

time.

He has obviously played this game and played several versions, so why is he reading these Mars posts here?

Then, there is another explanation, that is, he did travel through time, but he only traveled through time and returned to before the game opened.

Then, due to an accident, he is now intercepted in the game. And his body is quietly parked in a simulation warehouse somewhere.

Only under this assumption, his idea of ​​asking for help from the players will work.

Or, you can be rescued by waiting for the monthly manual inspection of the simulated warehouse.

Han Dongwen sighed and put down the Xuanji plate in his hand.

When he looked up again, he was already holding the silver hairpin he had given him during the day in his hand.

The intubation interface is manufactured according to regulations and has no function of transmitting more than 30% of the maximum pain sensation.

It's not that the upper limit is limited, it's that it doesn't have such a function after it's manufactured.

This is due to security design considerations.

Just like a bicycle, no matter what kind of malfunction occurs, it will not explode or break the speed of sound. Just like a slipper, no matter which part is damaged, it will not suddenly heat up and cause serious burns.

This is the principle called fact.

This means that even if the equipment is damaged and brain signals are intercepted, Han Dongwen should not be able to feel much pain.

"If it hurts too much, I will really travel through time."

He smiled self-deprecatingly and gestured with the silver hairpin in his hand, "In that case, there must be some convenient supernatural power that prevents the players from noticing that I am a real person."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, grabbed his left earlobe, and suddenly inserted the silver hairpin into it!

Han Dongwen is not a medical student. After all, he doesn't know if there is an inexplicable artery everywhere in his body.

If he messed up, he wouldn't have to worry about Guangzhu, or future players, or Hanqing, he could finish him off tonight.

Therefore, this was the only place where he could get his ears pierced and wear earrings, so he could barely rest assured.

After a while.

Blood.

The silver hairpin is stained with blood.

The bright red blood must have been very bright when it gushed out, but by the time it fell to the ground, it had turned black and cool.

Han Dongwen gritted his teeth tightly, and even though he had covered his ears, blood still seeped out a few red marks from between his fingers.

There was a silent sob stuck in his throat, and his eyes were wide and shiny.

His nose was sore and his lungs were wheezing in confusion.

He was breathing heavily, almost using all his strength to calm his trembling chest.

But it's not that piercing one earlobe is really that painful.

It's just that the illusion that he could go back at that moment was like the fire that appeared in front of his eyes, extinguished too abruptly.

"Hahaha……"

He smiled uglier than he cried.

"Hahahahahaha!"

He stood up straight and laughed hysterically!

"good!"

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and punched his chest hard.

"Come! Han Dongwen! Brother Han Yang is here to save your life!"

——————

Tonight is a moonlit night.

The courtyard of Chiya Palace was covered with fallen petals from the evergreen cherry trees. They should have been cleaned up, but they were left there according to Concubine Chi's instructions.

This place was originally called Ya Palace, but it got its current name because it was awarded to Concubine Chi by Han Dongwen.

Chi Hanqing leaned against the edge of the door, staring blankly at the moonlit courtyard with scattered cherry petals - there was nothing interesting there, but no matter where he looked, he would always feel sad, so why not just look at something you wouldn't get tired of?

In one place, you can save some effort.

She really needed to save some energy, otherwise she wouldn't be able to survive another night.

"Concubine Chi, the courtyard...it's windy in the courtyard, why don't you put on an extra robe?"

Chi Hanqing looked at the maid beside him who was talking, and suddenly smiled: "No, I just like to be more chill."

The maids in the palace all serve the emperor.

All the maids and maids who came and went in Chiya Palace reminded her that she was just a possession of the emperor.

Taking care of her was just a matter of taking care of the emperor, so it didn't break any rules.

"...Empress Yinfei may be arriving soon."

The little maid sighed slightly and looked outside Chiya Palace.

After listening to her words, Chi Hanqing stood up slightly, took a deep breath slowly, and closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her beautiful eyes were already showing her affection, and she was already charming and charming, completely different from the other two.

The corners of her mouth also tilted up in a skillful arc, and she looked at the gate of Chiya Palace with a moving and endearing look.

The two maids lit the lamp and walked into the court gate, and then a figure turned out, looking more charming and lively than Chi Hanqing.

In such a harem, she could still be lively. Chi Hanqing thought that she couldn't do it.

So she had a headache for this concubine.

Jiang Keyin, when His Highness still favored her, he called her Ke'er.

She is different from him in every way, as if she has never known what kind of temper Han Dongwen is. When she has the opportunity to enter Han Dongwen's dormitory, her happiness will never be acted out like Chi Hanqing's.

If she was really acting, Chi Hanqing only thinks she is a very good actor.

"My sister must have been waiting for a long time?"

Jiang Keyin smiled, she even lifted her skirt slightly to take a few steps forward, and stepped forward to hold Chi Hanqing's hand.

Chi Hanqing just smiled calmly, and the two of them walked out of Chiya Palace and headed towards the dormitory.

Logically speaking, Jiang Keyin became a concubine earlier than Chi Hanqing. Even if Chi Ya Palace was closer to the dormitory, Chi Hanqing should have gone to pick Jiang Keyin up to show respect, but Jiang Keyin did it more than once

He asked her not to do this, and over time, Chi Hanqing agreed.

"Your Highness, Ke'er has brought sister Hanqing to see you."

Jiang Keyin smiled and knocked on the door of the dormitory. After a while, Han Dongwen's voice came from inside the door:

"You two can go back tonight."

Chi Hanqing just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but unexpectedly, Jiang Keyin smiled sweetly, pushed the door open, and said: "Your Highness has worked hard all day, and he didn't even have time to make Ke'er feel distressed.

Is it..."

Before she could finish speaking, she froze at the door.

"Ah——!!!" she screamed.

Han Dongwen covered his ears. At first glance, it was hard to tell whether the blood on his face was blood or a black line that felt like he was unlucky.
Chapter completed!