"He...is that...my name?"

"right."

"Haha...this...how is this possible...ah, not impossible. I have a real-name authentication, so it's not surprising to know the name, right? Haha..."

Content appeared again in the chat bar: [Why should I believe your words?]

The NPC dialog box in the center jumps automatically, and a new text appears: [You will believe it.]

"What does this mean? What does this mean?"

The dialog box automatically closes, and [Ganwu Zhenren] walked out of the hall and stood in its original "post".

【Who are you? What do you want to do?】

【Answer my question.】

【are you still there?】

[True Man Gan Wu] No response again.

...

"What the hell is going on? Why is this happening!"

"Mr. Zhuang, please calm down."

"How can I calm down? Someone has hacked my system? This must be a virus! It must be a virus! I'll go to the repair shop..."

"Luo Ruixing is dead."

"What? Who?"

"Master Qingtian."

"What did you... say..."

"We investigated Luo Ruixing's death in early October, almost after begging you not to transfer the submission but failed."

"How could...he... die?"

"Car accident."

"Oh...car accident...wait, if it's a car accident, it's okay with this!"

"It may not matter, it may not matter."

"You mean, this thing can still take the heads of a person thousands of miles away? Haha, how is that possible! This is a virus program. Qingtian died because of an accident, that's it... Qingtian was scared. Just like me, scared, and then accidentally got into a car accident. I have to calm down, not like him..."

"We will continue to investigate. Don't worry."

"Uh-huh……"

...

"Boss, this person is very reasonable. Maybe the truth is a virus."

"It's a virus, will Nangong not find it out?"

"Well……"

"You are indeed a fool."

"Amiao, this is not a virus. That server runs like a normal game server, but it does not exist in the data of the game company."

"Is it a ghost?"

"I don't know. As Mushroom said, the carrier is the code, I don't know what it is."

"Then you should be able to hear the mushrooms this time."

"I hope so."

November 11, 2008, analyzing audio files. Audio file 05220081111G.wav.

"...This is the mission NPC you mentioned?...Haha...How is this possible...ah..."

Click!

"How about it?"

"Don't make a noise."

click!click!click!

"It's him. He..."

Click!

"Hear?"

"I heard it."

"Tell me what it is!"

"I...is not sure."

"What are you doing?"

click!click!click!

"It's him. He... how could this be... what does this mean..."

Click!

"call……"

"Mushroom, are you okay?"

"Well... there are too many sounds. You guys wait a moment, I'll listen to it a few more times."

Click!

Dada dada...

Click!

Dada...pa...dada...dada...

"It's probably what it is."

"many."

"Is this a conversation?"

"Um."

"and……"

"Hiss, it's true! How many people have died!"

“Probably not many people.”

"Um?"

"Zhuang Kang has three accounts per person."

"oh."

"These, 'people', seem to be very adapted to their current life."

"Perhaps they can only adapt to their new identities."

"This is certain. This is not a virus program, it is a supernatural event."

Attachment: 05220081111.doc.

...

How to sell this thing?

3 copper coins.

...

Is there any Nether Grass?

There is 15 silver taels per serving.

...

Master, please teach me the sword technique.

If you want to become a disciple, you must first pass my test.

What is the test?

Kill ten wild boars.

Young man, that's too dangerous. You might as well learn to refine medicine with me so that you can stay in the city all the time.

Hey! Manager Wang, why are you selling your Netherworld Grass and robbing my apprentice?

...
To be continued...