Ah? This isn't a love game?

Chapter 282 Storm (Monthly Ticket Plus)
When the system prompt sounded in his mind, a silver-white circular driving pattern immediately lit up behind Mo Yu's neck.

At the same time, a silver-white pattern appeared on Wen Nan's palm.

It is also a silver pattern. This circular pattern is very similar in size and shape to Qiqi's driving pattern.

It is a level 1 driving pattern, and a temporary level 1 driving pattern that can only take effect in this map.

After all, Mo Yu is not a naturally controllable character like Qiqi. It is just that Wen Nan used a prop card in this map to impose the control pattern. Moreover, the effect of this prop card is obviously much weaker than the fragment of the scepter. It can only help him maintain the level 1 effect, and it is also limited to this copy.

Wen Nan remembered that the requirements for lighting up the level 1 silver driving pattern were not high. As long as the strategy degree was maintained at 90%, it could be lit up at any time when the character appeared nearby, but the effective time was not long, only 1 hour.

In other words, even if Wen Nan lit up Mo Yu's driving pattern now and allowed her to use it for his own purposes, the battery life would only be 1 hour, after which Wen Nan would have to call her back to recharge.

However, with Yang Mingzhong's [Thousands of Threads], and the map is not particularly large now, Wen Nan can always find the opponent before the time is up and continue the pattern. It's just that the operation is a bit troublesome, and one hour is a bit short.

Wen Nan thought of the bottle of [Flower Tears] in the equipment reserve column.

The extension effect of [Tears of Flowers] can only be used on attributes, skills, and equipment, and cannot be used on driving patterns. However, if it is a temporary driving pattern formed by the character strategy card that Wen Nan is currently using, then if he uses [Tears of Flowers] on the strategy card, can it be extended to 3 hours?
This question popped up in my mind, and the system prompt sounded immediately -

9527: [Your character strategy card is a built-in prop for this instance. After testing, it can be superimposed with the prop [Flower Tears]. The superposition effect is limited to when the level 1 temporary control pattern is lit. Do you want to superimpose it now? ]

The system prompt in my mind had not yet ended when Mo Yu in front of me spoke softly: "Boss Ye, Boss Ye..."

Wen Nan was startled, pulled his thoughts back from the system, and looked at the girl in front of him.

...Boss Ye? What's that name?
Wen Nan remembered that he had heard in Mo Yu's inner voice before that she seemed to call Wei Zhe "boss"? She didn't even call him "master"? At worst, she could call him "dad" or "grandpa", but what kind of habit was it to call him "boss"?
While thinking, Mo Yu raised his arm, palm facing up, and stretched it towards Wen Nan.

This action was a bit like Spider-Man shooting spider silk, and it instantly made Yu Shujun next to him alert. A golden light flashed in his hand, and the next moment he stood in front of Wen Nan.

Wen Nan saw clearly that Mo Yu wanted to show him the [Thousands of Threads] on her wrist, which was trembling. The frequency was not as violent as when she was going berserk before, but a relatively gentle back and forth vibration. At first glance, it was a bit like the shaking frequency of a fisherman's fishing line when a fish is hooked.

Is this... some kind of signal?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Mo Yu say, "The boss is calling me back. What should I do?"

Although Mo Yu is not in a state of complete manipulation like other NPCs, she is still in Wei Zhe's control network. Now Wei Zhe feels that her behavior is abnormal and wants to summon her back through these threads to find out the situation. In theory, Mo Yu should rush back as soon as possible.

However, Wen Nan's silver driving pattern had just been engraved on her body, and she was waiting for the other party to light it up. This caused Mo Yu to fall into a painful struggle, as if she was being pulled from both sides, and for a moment, she didn't know which one she should obey first.

Seeing this, Yu Shujun, who was standing next to him, turned his wrist and put the blade of his lightsaber against the thread that was so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. "Why bother? Just cut it off and it will be clean."

Seeing this, Mo Yu's face suddenly changed, "This [Thousands of Threads] is directly connected to my bones. Even if one is cut off, as long as my bones are not cleaned thoroughly, the boss will always connect it back."

Yu Shujun narrowed his eyes, "Then pick all the bones clean."

Mo Yu looked at Wen Nan in horror, looking for help.

Wen Nan raised his hand and pressed down the lightsaber in Yu Shujun's hand, "Don't cut it, keep it, it will be more useful."

……

……

At three o'clock in the morning, the T University campus was so quiet that only the sound of insects, the sound of wind blowing through leaves, and...

The sound of chewing bones?

Yang Mingzhong hid in a patch of bushes at the foot of Lover's Hill, holding a shuttle wrapped in "Thousands of Threads" in each hand, with two silver threads wrapped around his index fingers. He was carefully distinguishing every tiny vibration on the thread, fearing that he would miss any important information.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of oil paper being opened, followed by the crunching sound of bones being bitten, and the sound of smacking lips.

Yang Mingzhong turned his head and looked at the burly voice squatting beside him with an indescribable look.

Hu Jiayao was chewing on a chicken leg when he was suddenly stared at by Yang Mingzhong. He stopped what he was doing and handed the food to him. "Roast chicken, do you want some?"

Yang Mingzhong didn't answer, but looked at the greasy chicken with a bit of confusion: Aren't there nutritional supplements? Why do we still need to eat chicken?
Hu Jiayao thought he was disgusted that he had already eaten, so he immediately took out two more oil paper bags from the side and said, "I still have braised beef and braised pig's trotters here, would you like some?"

Yang Mingzhong shook his head. Seeing Hu Jiayao breaking off another wing and preparing to chew it, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't make any noise."

Hu Jiayao responded, ready to challenge the flexibility of his chewing muscles, when he heard the person next to him add, "Don't make any smell."

Hu Jiayao:?
He can barely eat without making any noise, but is it scientific to eat without making any smell?

At this point, Hu Jiayao finally understood that they didn't want him to eat at all.

Hu Jiayao wasn't very smart, but he listened to the advice and immediately packed up all the food, put it in several layers of bags, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

They have been squatting here for most of the night, and during this time they haven't seen anyone, let alone a mouse.

Yang Mingzhong was concentrating on those thin threads. Hu Jiayao could only watch over him and could do nothing. It was too boring. Now he was even deprived of the right to eat. He was so bored that he had to move closer to Yang Mingzhong, called up a pop-up window from the system, typed on it, and asked: [Have you found any clues, Lao Yang? ]

Yang Mingzhong shook his head.

After a while, he typed back: [I always feel that there is something fishy. ]

Hu Jiayao became interested when he heard this. [Is it the woman that the president asked me to keep an eye on? Is there something wrong with her?]

They had received instructions from the president not long ago, saying that Mo Yu had gone back to report to Wei Zhe, and asked Yang Mingzhong to confirm the situation in real time through [Thousands of Threads].

Now hearing Yang Mingzhong say that something was fishy, Hu Jiayao subconsciously felt that Mo Yu had turned against him again after returning.

But Yang Mingzhong shook his head again.

Judging from the situation in [A Thousand Threads], Mo Yu simply returned to Wei Zhe, and the two seemed to have chatted for a while. There was no excessive behavior, and everything seemed normal.

What Yang Mingzhong found strange was that Wei Zhe's ability to manipulate the Internet seemed to have regressed.

The reason why [Thousands of Threads] has become the most popular prop in the Ghost Tamer Alliance is because it is highly malleable. This prop is like pen and ink, and the process that Ghost Tamers use it to manipulate is like calligraphy.

Every ghost handler has his or her own "calligraphy" style, and experienced alliance members can recognize each other's "handwriting" by the way the other party manipulates them.

This is why, when Yang Mingzhong first entered this dungeon and saw the girl in the cafeteria, he acted impulsively.

Because he vaguely saw the man's "handwriting" on the other person.

Of course, Yang Mingzhong’s ability to recognize this kind of “handwriting” is not as good as before.

He deleted his account and started over, without any skills, props or equipment. Most importantly, his current attribute values were too low. With the sensitivity of his current account level, it was not enough for him to achieve the state of human-online integration like before.

Therefore, it was not until now that he was able to confirm that the network manipulation technology of the person opposite him had regressed.

Just like a calligrapher who once reached the pinnacle of his art, when he gets old, weak or seriously ill, his strokes often become weak and powerless, and his calligraphy is no longer as good as before.

Now Yang Mingzhong can feel the opponent's retreat through these silk threads. Why?
Is the person on the other side deliberately hiding his ability? Is his technique limited by the limitations of the dungeon? Was he injured during the mission, breaking his bones and affecting his muscle and nerve control ability? Or... is there another reason?
Hu Jiayao couldn't answer any of Yang Mingzhong's questions. He typed: [Old Yang, just tell me what you need me to do now! ]

Yang Mingzhong replied helplessly: [Hold the troops still and wait and see what happens. ]

Hu Jiayao nodded vigorously and silently moved his numb buttocks.

……

……

Thirty minutes ago, at the foot of the mountain on the other side of Lover's Hill.

Mo Yu walked to an empty garbage dump, skillfully found a round protrusion on the ground, stepped on it, and was immediately sent into a secret passage.

Walking along the secret passage into a deep secret room, Mo Yu saw the blond man sitting against the wall at a glance.

The man was facing the wall with his back to her, and from a distance, Mo Yu felt a sense of oppression.

She slowly walked behind the man and bowed respectfully, "Boss."

Wei Zhe didn't turn around, but just asked: "Have those people been dealt with?" Mo Yu's heart tightened, and he replied respectfully: "Boss, they have all been dealt with, not a single one left."

Hearing this, Wei Zhe slowly turned his head, and his pair of green eyes looked Mo Yu up and down, finally, his gaze fell on her neck.

Mo Yu had hidden the temporary driving pattern before she came over. As long as it didn't light up suddenly because of the summons, it would definitely not be discovered. However, when the other party's eyes fell on her neck, she still felt that the skin on that piece seemed to be hot, and she was so scared that her whole body stiffened.

Wei Zhe seemed to be talking to himself: "I've been too indulgent to you..."

Mo Yu was so frightened that his breathing stopped when he heard this, "Boss..."

Wei Zhe did not give her a chance to explain, and raised his hand, "Everything that comes next will be handed over to Gan Tie, you follow him and cooperate with him to the fullest."

Mo Yu thought of what Gan Tie had done in Wang Yajun's laboratory before. He clenched his fists, paused for a moment, gritted his teeth and said yes.

Wei Zhe raised his hand, holding up a shuttle covered with [Thousands of Threads] in his palm.

The shuttle was spinning rapidly in the air like a gyroscope, and the silver-white silk threads pulled around it were quickly retracted, making "whoosh" and "whoosh" sounds.

Wei Zhe looked at the threads in front of him and said in a deep voice, "This picture has been dragging on for too long. It's time to close the net."

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……

Wen Nan accompanied Wu Qing and dealt with the NPCs. Before leaving, Wu Qing thanked him for his help again and again, and said, "Yesterday, I lost too many people. Fortunately, you helped me save these NPCs. If possible, I will select one or two capable people from them to accompany me at noon tomorrow."

Wen Nan was slightly startled.

This was the second time Wu Qing mentioned the enthronement.

Promoted by the Queen herself and accompanying her, that is to say, the one or two NPCs chosen will be transferred to become [Servants]?

Thinking of this, Wen Nan unconsciously raised his head and looked into the distance——

The sky had begun to turn white, and in the blue-gray sky, the red beam of light that reached into the sky looked particularly eye-catching.

Wen Nan thought, is this copy finally coming to its final ending?
However, the end has not yet arrived, but the waves have arrived ahead of time——

Shortly after separating from Wu Qing, Wen Nan sent a message to Zhao Wanting, asking where she was and whether it was convenient for them to meet.

The news fell into disarray.

Wen Nan called directly, but the phone was turned off.

At this point in time, the other party may not have woken up yet, so it is normal that the phone is turned off.

Wen Nan hoped that he was just scaring himself.

But he still took the blood donation vehicle driven by Guan Ailin and went to the couple hotel at the school gate where they had slept before.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator hall, Wen Nan saw Zhao Wanting lying straight in front of the door, her body full of sword wounds, and the ground was covered with dark red blood.

Wen Nan walked to her side, did a quick check, and confirmed that she was dead.

After carrying the person back to the room, Wen Nan stood by the bed and called Lu Xiaohong and Lu Qingqing.

As expected, it showed that it was turned off again.

Wen Nan rushed to the Fashion Front Clothing Building as quickly as possible and found that martial law had been imposed there. Passersby who stopped by told him that a pair of sisters had been brutally murdered.

When Wen Nan rushed to the door of the building, the cordon had already been set up, and the door of the clothing building was surrounded by spectators who had stopped to watch.

He had been to this building several times and knew there was a side door.

When no one was paying attention, he went to the side door and sneaked in quietly.

This is an intermediate copy of LV.7. The police officers in the map are all NPCs of low levels. With Wen Nan's current level, it is not difficult to avoid their eyes and ears.

Wen Nan followed the path from the side door and felt his way up. When he was about to reach the top floor, he saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the corridor.

Yoon Ji-eun was squatting at the stairs, staring at the door not far away. He vaguely felt someone approaching from behind. He turned around and when he saw Wen Nan, he waved at the other person vigorously, motioning Wen Nan to come over.

Wen Nan walked to Yin Zhien's side and squatted with him in a hidden corner at the staircase. Looking out, he could see the situation inside the open door at a glance -

That was the crime scene and it hadn't been cleaned up yet.

From Wen Nan's perspective, he could clearly see the two sisters hugging each other. Lu Xiaohong was pressing on Lu Qingqing and hugging her tightly. Before she died, she must have wanted to use her body to block the sword for her sister, but it was in vain.

Like Zhao Wanting, their bodies were all chopped to pieces by the sword.

Mo Yu was right. Once Gan Tie took action, he would become a killer. This character was so cold and inhumane.

Of course, what is colder than dry iron is the mastermind behind him.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yin Zhien beside him spoke in a low voice: "Senior, it must be the same group of people who attacked Professor Wang Yajun's laboratory last time. The treacherous camp... I'm afraid they have begun to close the net. They want to defeat us one by one in this last main mission."

Having said that, Yoon Ji-eun gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

Wen Nan's gaze remained on the two dead characters at the crime scene, his expression grim.

According to Mo Yu, the [Young Master] of the evil camp can use some means to determine the identity of his character.

Just like the group of NPCs trapped in the equipment room, Wen Nan believed that with the mobility of Wei Zhe's team, they should have figured out that Zhao Wanting, Lu Xiaohong, and Lu Qingqing were in the neutral camp.

The neutral camp has nothing to do with the success or failure of the other two camps. Even the evil camp has no need to take action against them.

What's more, he used random swords, hacking him to death one by one.

Why do we need to do this?
Is it because the three of them are suspects, or... is it simply because the three of them are related to Wen Nan?
Thinking of this, Wen Nan sighed in his heart - no matter how high the level, how strong the offensiveness, or how difficult the character is to attack, they are far less lethal than the players standing on the opposite side.

Unpredictable people.

The way the other side is closing the net now is undoubtedly a provocation to Wen Nan.

Wen Nan has a very Buddhist personality. He came here to complete the love strategy mission and never wanted to get involved in disputes, let alone take the initiative to provoke trouble.

However, I will not offend others unless they offend me. But if someone offends me, Wen Nan will never swallow his anger.

"If you kill a woman I slept with like this, you should be prepared to pay the price."

Wen Nan whispered, as if he was shouting to the evil camp from afar.

Yoon Ji-eun, who was squatting next to him, turned around and looked at this senior who seemed to be a little unfocused before, and suddenly felt that the other person's aura had become very different.

Wen Nan ignored Yoon Ji-eun's gaze. He focused on a countdown in his mind and soon realized that he didn't have much time left.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and quickly sent messages to Yang Mingzhong and Hu Jiayao.

The previous second, the message showed that it was sent successfully, and the next moment, Wen Nan's eyes were plunged into darkness.

coming.

The body began to spin and fall, and the familiar feeling made Wen Nan slowly curl the corners of his lips.

His counterattack officially began at this moment.

(End of this chapter)