Li Zheng and Zhan Zhouzhou spent a whole day walking around the Raging Sin Domain and returned to the outer city with thirteen white magic crystals of different sizes.
He didn't take Zhan Zhouzhou to visit the Golden Light Zone. It was too far away and a round trip would take more than a day, which was a waste of time.
Returning to the magic crystal shop, Zhan Zhouzhou handed the twisted magic crystal to Le Jia to cleanse the evil thoughts in the magic crystal for her.
Li Zhengze met Lu Li and the others who had just returned.
Qian Duoduo was as unkempt as before, looking like a street vendor. After meeting Li Zheng, he habitually showed a professional smile: "Brother Li Zheng, long time no see."
He used to be an undercover agent and had been in contact with special groups of people for a long time. Neither his temperament nor his appearance seemed to be at all upright and awe-inspiring. Instead, he felt slightly wretched.
This is his unique protective color, which has helped him escape from death several times.
Li Zheng glanced at him. His strength rating was the lowest among the three, and he was only at the level of a new king.
Ma Long has been a soldier for a long time. No matter when and where he is, he always maintains a meticulous expression, stands tall and straight, and speaks with full force: "Mr. Li Zheng, the major asked me to follow your command while I am in the outer city. If anything happens, even if
Order."
His strength is the strongest among the three people who entered the outer city this time. He has reached the peak of the king. Even Miriel's mother, the Succubus Queen, may not be his opponent.
It is conceivable that Kunlun must have invested a lot of resources in him.
Li Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Relax, I'm not an army here, there's no need to be so serious."
"yes!"
Ma Long, serious about his words, stood at attention and saluted, standing like a javelin.
Qian Duoduo laughed at the side and said: "Ma Long is like this kid with everyone. He doesn't talk much when we first get in touch with him. After he gets familiar with him, he becomes funny when he lets go."
Ma Long looked straight ahead, his eyes slanted, and he turned his eyes to the corners of his eyes and glared at Qian Duoduo.
However, Qian Duoduo smiled and didn't take it seriously, and pretended not to have seen it.
Li Zheng was amused by Ma Long's little moves, and he also saw that Ma Long was indeed what Qian Duoduo said, a funny guy in front of acquaintances.
He patted Ma Long's chest and said, "Extraordinary talent."
This is to say that what Ma Long did just now by turning his eyes from the corners of his eyes to glare at people is something that ordinary people cannot do.
Finally, there is Lu Li.
This guy was different from before. He looked listless, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time. He was standing on the edge and yawning all the time.
Even when Li Zheng walked up to him, he didn't greet him as lively as before. Instead, he raised his eyelids lifelessly and didn't say a word.
Li Zheng saw something was wrong with him, looked at him carefully, and his expression gradually became solemn: "Follow me."
"Ah..." Lu Li opened his mouth to say something, but soon lost interest in talking. He closed his mouth, kicked his legs and slowly followed Li Zheng's pace. He walked very slowly and yawned more frequently.
Li was taking him home, and Miriel had just absorbed the energy of the twisted magic crystal and was preparing dinner.
Seeing him coming back, he greeted happily: "Dinner will be ready soon, just wait a little longer. Huh? Are there guests coming? Then I have to cook more."
Li Zheng stopped her: "You go out for a while and come in again when I call you."
Noticing that something was not right about Lu Li, Miriel nodded obediently, turned off the stove, walked out of the house alone, and closed the door behind him.
After the door was closed, Lu Li made a crash and fell to the ground like mud. He stretched lazily and closed his eyes slightly, looking like he could fall asleep at any time.
Li Zheng frowned slightly, walked around Lu Li twice, and asked, "How long have you been in this state?"
Lu Li didn't even open his eyes, his voice was like a mosquito: "Five...days..."
Those two words seemed to take all his strength, and he yawned again, his breathing gradually becoming even.
"Five days." Li Zheng calculated. Five days ago happened to be the day Lu Li and the others entered the outer city. In other words, when he became like this, he had the initial symptoms at least five days ago.
"Have you come into contact with the ancient relics or entered the ancient ruins before entering the outer city?" Li Zheng continued to ask, but Lu Li had already begun to fall asleep and snored slightly.
"Alas..." Li Zheng sighed, pointed at the center of Lu Li's eyebrows, and violently mobilized his mental power to attack Lu Li's mind.
Lu Li had already entered a deep sleep, and there was almost no defense in the spiritual world. Li Zheng entered it easily.
Here, Li Zheng saw a different environment again.
Lu Li's spiritual world was a boxing match scene. There was a ring in the center, and around the ring were stands that were a little higher. There were about two thousand seats at a rough count.
"Here..." Li Zheng looked at this environment and was stunned for a moment: "Isn't this the venue where Lu Li's brother used to play games?"
Looking above the ring, there were two huge screens hanging there, surrounded by several neon bulbs of different colors. One of the screens displayed a man who was about 70% similar to Lu Li, with a bronze complexion and even sharper cheek lines.
Tough man.
【Lu Manjiang】
This is his name, and there is a bright red national flag displayed next to it. Unlike the one on Earth, the flag of the Aquamarine Dragon Kingdom does not have a five-pointed star, but a golden pattern shaped like a round moon and a scimitar.
Below the national flag, scrolling subtitles use large characters to introduce Lu Manjiang’s honors, which competitions he has participated in, and which rankings he has won.
Li Zheng watched quietly for a while and realized that Lu Li really didn't brag at the beginning. His brother Lu Manjiang really had never lost a single game and was the champion in every game.
The screen on the side is a bit blurry, but the name on the side is very clear.
【Kim Jae-in!】
"This is Lu Manjiang's last game before his death!" Li Zheng suddenly understood why Lu Li's spiritual world was like this, because this was his brother Lu Manjiang's last game, and it was the game that Lu Li remembered the most.
It was also this game that made Lu Manjiang end with hatred!
"I didn't expect Lu Manjiang to be so important in Lu Li's heart." Li Zheng looked at the screen showing Lu Manjiang. The picture was so clear, every detail was present.
How important is Lu Manjiang in Lu Li's heart that he has been able to clearly remember every detail of his brother for so many years?
Li Zheng originally thought that the spiritual world of people with mental illness like Lu Li should be completely different from ordinary people, should be weird, broken, and inconsistent with common sense.
But Lu Li's mental world was extremely normal, and there was no trace of it being the mental world of a patient with a mental illness.
Li Zheng looked towards the ring. It was the center of the entire spiritual world. Logically speaking, Lu Li's spiritual body should stay there.
However, he failed to spot Lu Li's figure on the ring. Instead, he saw a little boy of only seven or eight years old in a corner of the front row of the stands.
The boy was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning against the railing and sleeping with his eyes closed.
It can be seen from this posture that before falling asleep, he may have stood on tiptoes and shouted his brother's name loudly in the direction of the ring.
Li Zheng could almost imagine such a scene.
His brother Lu Manjiang has always been a role model in Lu Li's heart. He loves this brother who has won many battles and brought honor to the country. Whenever his brother participates in a competition, he will go to the scene and lie down closest to his brother to cheer for him.
Along with other spectators in the stands, he would shout out the name when his brother gained an advantage in the game and proudly say in his heart: "Look, that's my brother!"
Until that day, this undefeated legend fell down on the ring, defeated by an opponent who was far weaker than him.
The audience who originally supported him yelled and cursed, wishing they could go off the field and eat alive the players they had been supporting.
Lu Li was still young at that time, and he must not have been able to figure out why there was such a huge contrast between these audiences.
He only knew that his brother had lost and was lying on the ring with blood all over his face, while his brother's opponent continued to attack him, and even the referee had to warn him repeatedly before he could stop him.
The champion arrogantly made various provocative moves on the ring, and the audience supporting him was as happy as the Chinese New Year and cheered loudly.
The audience who supported Lu Manjiang were crestfallen, angry, or yelling.
But he was the only one in the audience who cared about the figure who fell to the ground and fell into a coma.
Except for the competition team and my brother's colleagues and friends who hurriedly carried him off the ring, no one in the audience cared whether he was seriously injured or not.
It wasn't until many years later when Lu Li grew up that he realized that those viewers were not really supporting his brother Lu Manjiang, but that they were betting heavily on Lu Manjiang to win in a black market casino.
If my brother loses, it means they have lost a lot of money!
They only care about money!
They don't care about the players' previous honors or how much money the players have won for them. They only care about this time. Lu Manjiang made them lose everything!
They insulted the player wantonly on the Internet, attacking the player who made them lose money, and wanted him to die.
In the end, Lu Manjiang fulfilled their wish by jumping from a tall building.
Use your own life to let those people win again.
From then on, Lu Li no longer had Lu Manjiang in his life, and there was no longer the Lu Manjiang who had brought glory to the country.
