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Chapter 8 'Can't Play'

"Huh? Got blocked again?"

Wei Futong took his cell phone and swiped it a few more times, but the post was indeed gone.

"Why do you say again?" Chu Cheng asked.

"Because I heard that similar things happened more than once in the past. I saw someone in the post forum saying that someone drowned in a place without water, someone got half of his body stuck in a wall, etc. And as long as there are similar posts

It will be blocked soon."

"Have there been posts like this before?" Chu Cheng asked.

In this information age where the story of the opening picture is all made up, a few words from netizens can’t actually explain much.

No, to be precise, the Internet should not be blamed for this. Before the Internet became popular, various newspapers and magazines were full of weird stories. But with the popularity of mobile phone cameras, ghosts no longer appear, UFOs no longer wander, and water monsters no longer bubble.

, sometimes things in this world just can’t be explained clearly.

"Yes, of course there is," Wei Futong said, "but this kind of post would never have been blocked before."

When Chu Cheng thought about it, he felt that it was right. In the past, the ghost aliens and other things flying all over the Internet had never seen their water meters checked, but now that they saw relevant posts being blocked, it felt like there was no silver 300 taels here.

If it were other people watching the fun, it would be fine, but Chu Cheng was different. After all, the Klein Group building with the picture on the post bar was exactly the same as what he saw in the game last night, and even the news matched the content of the game.

It's too far-fetched to say it's a coincidence.

Something is definitely wrong.

He finally made it to the end of get out of class. Although there were classes in the next period, Chu Cheng was not in the mood to attend. He immediately wanted to go home and see what was wrong with the game.

As soon as the bell rang, Chu Cheng and his good friend Wei Futong told him to sign in for the next class, then got up and squeezed out among the crowd.

As soon as he left the teaching building and walked a few steps, his eyes were caught by the scene in the square outside the door.

I saw a large group of people gathered there, three floors inside and three floors outside, as if they were watching monkeys, and emotional curses could be heard inside.

Chu Cheng leaned forward and took advantage of his height advantage of nearly 1.8 meters to look inside. He quickly understood what had happened.

Surrounded in the middle were two young men, a man and a woman. They both looked like students, and they were having a passionate spat at the moment.

"I told you the hell, that man is just a ride-hailing driver, and I don't know him at all! You can't understand people, can you!?" The girl's small mouth seemed to be covered with honey.

"What nonsense? Nowadays, online ride-hailing drivers just ask people to go to their homes for the night, right? If there's such a good thing, why don't you do it for me?" The boy was also aggressive.

"Don't slander me here. You hang out with those random people all day long, and you call them your best friends. You really think I'm a fool and you don't know what's going on, right?"

I'll tell you the truth, I didn't expose it just to give you face. With your ability, you're afraid of breaking your teeth when you pick them like a pick, and if you brag about it, you'll win in just one minute in bed.

Two minutes must be considered a super level performance, I don’t know how this person can be embarrassed..."

"Why am I so embarrassed? It's very interesting. The combined kilometers of some cars can circle the earth. Why are you pretending to be cool when the cylinder is black?"

"..."

Chu Cheng probably understood it in just a few words.

In short, it's like a seafood merchant bumped into a steel ball merchant, and the result was that he couldn't afford it?

This plot is also a cliché and there is nothing unusual about it. Neptune's life hangs by a thread when he makes a move. Don't be cowardly and don't play. Everyone knows it.

Normally Chu Cheng might have been interested in watching how it would end, but today he had something on his mind and was anxious to go back to the game, so he lost interest after just one glance and was about to leave.

But what happened next was beyond his expectation.

Snapped.

There was a loud crunching sound, which was the sound of the girl's slap on the boy's cheek.

This sound is like the bell ringing at the start of a competition in a fighting arena, announcing the official start of the unrestricted fighting competition in the teaching building.

The girl took the lead, but the boy's reaction was not slow. He immediately followed up with a fist, but it didn't seem to have the desired effect. The girl used her backhand to grab the boy's hair, but she didn't want the hair that seemed to have not been washed for a week to be too big.

I can't seem to hold on to the oil...

...Oh, beautiful! During the stalemate, she used a fatal punch, which was so effective that the onlookers seemed to hear the sound of something cracking...

At this time, Chu Cheng had already realized that something was strange.

He thought that if he ate something like this, he would at least be temporarily incapacitated. Even if he was watching from the sidelines, he couldn't help but realize that there is a kind of pain in the world that hurts just by looking at it.

However, the boy in the field took the shot and immediately launched a counterattack as if nothing was wrong. It was hard not to think that he had practiced some magical skill like the golden bell cover. The golden rooster was as independent and stable as a mountain.

The boy punched the girl in the face without holding back at all. Half of the girl's snow-white cheeks immediately swelled up, and a mouthful of blood even came out of her mouth.

But she was also completely unmoved, and with her backhand she struck out with a Nine-Yin White Bone Claw, leaving dripping blood marks on the boy's face, and even the skin and flesh were torn off.

Chu Cheng was stunned.

It was as if all of a sudden, the quarrel escalated into a life-and-death fight. The two young men struggled with each other like crazy, as if they were facing a life-or-death enemy.

What's even more weird is that as the scenes become more and more bloody and out of control, the crowd of onlookers are actually indifferent.

No one came forward to dissuade, no one called for help, no one even exclaimed, and no one picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

It's like this is some kind of ancient arena, and these onlookers are all cold judges.

Looking at the mechanically indifferent faces, Chu Cheng suddenly remembered that he had seen similar expressions before.

It was the faces of the men in the conference room in last night's game scene.

The horrified faces in the conference room last night overlapped with the expressions of the surrounding students, making Chu Cheng feel a chill sweeping through his body again.

He had a strong feeling that if he continued to stay here, he might become abnormal.

He must leave quickly.

Chu Cheng immediately withdrew from the crowd, no longer looking at the two people fighting in the middle, turned around and withdrew from the crowd of onlookers, preparing to leave.

He needs to stay away from here, and maybe call someone for help. Maybe he needs to contact the school security department, or the Sheriff's Department... But this kind of thing may be beyond the capabilities of the Sheriff's Department.

But such thoughts barely had time to pass through my mind.

Chu Cheng turned around and had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He turned around and saw that the farce behind him had stopped at some point.

The seafood merchant and the steel ball merchant suddenly stopped fighting, and the students on the next three floors also suddenly stopped watching.

They were like puppets being pulled on strings on the stage, and the puppeteer had just moved the puppet strings backstage.

So, all the puppets looked towards Chu Cheng.


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