Chapter 89

Next, Jiang Yuanrou told Mo Yi about the whole story.

In the previous copy she and Jiang Yuanbai experienced, although they did not open the branch line, they still managed to survive until the countdown. However, just as the copy was about to end, Jiang Yuanbai suddenly turned pale and muttered to himself:

"What...I haven't finished-!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuanrou had no time to react, the countdown of the copy was zero. When she opened her eyes again, she had already returned to the real world.

But Jiang Yuanbai didn't.

So, Jiang Yuanrou began to search. Although she has gradually transferred her power in recent years, she still has a lot of resources and manpower to mobilize under her. It was just a lucky opportunity for Jiang Yuanbai to hide from Jiang Yuanrou, so through her full search, she quickly found out his whereabouts.

——Shortly after Mo Yi left City A, he also booked a plane ticket to City A.

Everything is clear.

The previous doubts could no longer stop her. Jiang Yuanrou panickedly found the real location corresponding to the copy she had experienced personally, and then went to find clues without hesitation.

So she also became a candidate member of the senior member club.

After listening to Jiang Yuanrou's story, Mo Yi suddenly thought of something. He frowned and asked:

"So... the membership enrollment test, what did you choose? Should you turn it on immediately or then turn it on actively?"

Jiang Yuanrou smiled bitterly: "I didn't choose."

Mo Yi was stunned: "No choice?"

Jiang Yuanrou nodded, lowered her head and drank a sip of the half-cold water in the cup, her face almost paler than the cup in her hand:

"Yes, I think there is a trap in this question, so I have never had a choice, so it has been in my mind and asking the same sentence over and over again - whether the next copy will enable the membership test.

I've been clamored by it for two days and haven't fallen asleep."

Looking at her tired face and the thick blue and blackness at the moment, Mo Yi sighed and then helped her fill up the empty cup with half of the empty cup.

Jiang Yuanrou put the cup in her hand on the table and made a crisp sound. She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Yi seriously. Her light brown eyes were half praying and half uneasy. She took a deep breath and asked hesitantly:

"In the next copy, can you... help me and help me and save Yuanbai?"

Mo Yi frowned and asked in confusion:

"Wait, save him? How do you know that Jiang Yuanbai is not dead?"

Jiang Yuanrou took out a small gray box from her pocket. She opened the lid and saw a glass bead that was exactly the same as the one Mo Yi had received before. It looked a little cloudy, as if it was covered by dust. There was a faint red light inside the glass bead.

She explained: "This is a prop in the game. Yuan Bai and I each have one. Black means that the other party is dead, and red means that the other party is in a dangerous state of dying."

Jiang Yuanrou's eyes looked at the glass beads a little complicated:

“…It has been like this since I returned to the real world.”

She closed the box in her hand, and her white and slender fingers rubbed it twice, half reluctantly, and then put it back into her pocket.

Jiang Yuanrou showed a calm expression that belonged to her, and she spoke thoughtfully:

"And, I've done more than what I've just said in the past few days."

Mo Yi became interested and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What else?"

"Do you still remember what I said before, those friends who disappeared after exploring the truth? I sent someone to investigate all the information after they disappeared, and found a lot of interesting things-

Most people are like other people who die in the game. The memories of them are gradually blurred, and they don’t even remember that they have existed. But... there are still a few people, their relatives and friends, who still remember them, and they call the police and post missing person notices to find them."

Jiang Yuanrou leaned forward, staring at Mo Yi with a burning look, and her breathing was slightly rapid:

"And Yuanbai belongs to this.

Except for us gamers, other ordinary people remember him."

Mo Yi frowned without comment, and on his pale face, his dark eyes were half-squinted thinking:

"Then how can you be sure that there will be Jiang Yuanbai in your next copy?"

Jiang Yuanrou's shoulders suddenly collapsed, and she closed her eyes a little tired, her petite body fell into the dark sofa, looking thinner and fragile, and her voice was a little erratic:

“…I’m not sure.”

Mo Yi pursed her lips, knowing that she must have some more details. After all, as a person with such a status and ability, Jiang Yuanrou came to see him in such a weak attitude today and asked him to enter the next copy with her. She was probably a little sure.

Jiang Yuanrou's eyelashes trembled, her blood-colored lips opened and closed several times, took a deep breath, and then said softly:

"Do you still remember the props I mentioned before? You can enter the dungeon with other players.

Originally, I had my last inventory with Yuanbai, but I just refreshed it in the store before the last copy, so I saved two more."

She bit her lip, and her pale lips were stained with some abnormal blood, and her voice was also a little hoarse:

"But, in this case... I'm not sure if it's useful."

Mo Yi lowered his eyes - he understood what Jiang Yuanrou meant.

Jiang Yuanbai, who is idle in the dungeon, has no idea about his life and death. It is still unknown whether the prop that can enter the dungeon with other players can take effect.

What's more... In order to know why Jiang Yuanbai did not leave the dungeon, Jiang Yuanrou became a candidate member of the senior member club. Although she has not yet chosen when to start the dungeon, under such high-intensity harassment, Jiang Yuanrou will make a choice sooner or later.

Based on Mo Yi's experience in entering the dungeon these days, no matter which one Jiang Yuanrou chooses, the next dungeon will not be easy to fool.

Jiang Yuanrou must have understood this. Her petite figure was hunched over, and her tired and pale face buried in her cold hands. She looked sad and depressed.

And when she raised her face from her hands, she became the eldest sister of the Jiang family who had young and strong Jiang's enterprise, decisive and confident.

Jiang Yuanrou took a deep breath, and her big light brown eyes regained her reason and strength. She looked at Mo Yi, her voice was low but firm:

"I am just such a younger brother. I owe him a lot since I was a child. No matter how shallow my hopes are, I cannot ignore him."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuanrou's rejuvenated rejuvenation face, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Yuanrou straightened up, her straight back was like a javelin, not at all the previous decline.

She leaned forward, her dark brown hair slid down her slender neck like waves, her eyes full of sincerity:

"You are the first player I have ever met who survived after becoming a candidate member, so I will come to you this time and ask for your help in my name Jiang Yuanrou himself."

Jiang Yuanrou paused and continued: "Players purchased in-game items cannot be traded, but game points can be transferred to other players."

Although Mo Yi was silent on his face, he was shocked in his heart.

Jiang Yuanrou lowered her eyes slightly, and her calm face was the reason and prudence that belonged to the businessman. She continued to say:

"Of course, the authority to transfer points is also obtained by me using points to exchange - I am willing to exchange 70% of all the points I earned from participating in this game for you to accompany me to the next dungeon. If I can rescue Yuan Bai, I will draw 50% of the points I get from the dungeons I experience later."

This condition is not bad - it can even be considered a heavy bleeding.

After saying that, Jiang Yuanrou took out another small gray box from her pocket, and after opening it, she lay a small glass ball inside, shining with a colorful and moist light under the light.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Yi, explaining:

"This is a prop redeemed in the game. It is considered a contract. It can guarantee the fulfillment of my promise in the future and ensure that I will not make any moves that hinder the contract - such as being unfavorable to you, etc."

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, slowly rubbed his fingers on the warm and delicate edge of the cup, and then suddenly spoke:

"Just keep your previous points."

Jiang Yuanrou was startled at first, but she didn't expect that someone would even push down the price. Then, she seemed to realize something, and she showed a little excitement:

"…You agreed?"

Mo Yi nodded, raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuanrou, and a faint smile spread in his eyes:

"No matter what, Jiang Yuanbai can be regarded as my friend."

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After the conversation, Jiang Yuanrou drove Mo Yi back to his apartment and drove away after the lights in his room turned on.

Mo Yi took off the thin windbreaker he was wearing outside and hung it on the hanger. He looked indifferent and cold, and used his fingertips to open the curtains, watching Jiang Yuanrou's headlights get farther and farther away.

A familiar low voice came from behind:

“Your decision is interesting.”

Mo Yi turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Wen Chen standing at the entrance of the room, staring at him deeply with his light gray eyes.

His tall body was tall and slender, and bright lights flowed down from the top of his head. His profound facial features were handsome and classic. Under the shadow of the light, he looked like a stone sculpture, with a sense of intimidation and a sense of invasion.

Mo Yi smiled slightly, without answering, but just lowered the curtains on his fingertips, turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down.

Wen Chen walked up to him, sat down beside him, and looked at him with light eyes.

Mo Yi lowered his head and stared at his pale fingertips, and said casually:

"Jiang Yuanrou himself represents a resource. Whether in reality or in the game, only accepting her points after the score is equivalent to binding her to me and selling a favor, why not do it?"

His voice was gentle and rational, even with a thorough indifference.

Wen Chen suddenly leaned forward, and a handsome face suddenly approached, and his light-colored eyes with metallic luster were staring at his eyes in a wrong way, as if he was about to penetrate his soul.

His voice was like a blade, cutting away all the illusions of the glimpse:

“—You don’t care about those points.”

The smile on Mo Yi's face was restrained a little, and he looked back lightly, with an unpredictable expression on a handsome face.
To be continued...