Chapter 95 Will he die?
Yuan Yi went to find the robin, and Shang Xingjian found a place to camp, planning to rest while waiting for someone to come back.
Xiao Wei took out his computer and checked the news from Yuncheng. Currently, his proficiency in using it is still increasing, and the system is still in a calm range.
Cheng Mai sat down opposite Shang Jian. The environment in the mountain suddenly became much better and no longer felt gloomy.
"Why do you have to be in the mountains every time?"
"After all, we have to create a boat in the sea. If it is discovered, the refugees will be fished out. I can't afford to lose this person." Shang Xingjian explained not very carefully.
Naturally, it is because mountains, rivers and rivers are the final dividing curve.
Cheng Mai naturally didn't believe what he said casually.
"Boss, Mr. Xiao Cheng, the user growth here in Yuncheng seems to have stopped." Xiao Wai pushed the computer in front of Cheng Mai and let her see it.
Cheng Mai saw that the little red dot at the top was no longer floating, "Has all registration been completed?"
If it was this speed all over the country, she would really wake up laughing in her dreams.
"Mr. Xiao Cheng, please read if there is news." Xiao Wai clicked on a page and looked a little more solemn.
[I heard that this is a system developed by Xuanhe Technology, saying it is going to help us solve our problems.
How many years have passed and we are still talking nonsense here? If someone can really solve the problems we have had for so many years, wouldn't it be better to kill all those people?
But it’s not just that humans occupy our trump card. Xuanhe Technology does not help us, but instead helps those humans. Xuanhe Technology is the biggest problem. 】
For a time, the forum was filled with such remarks, and there were more and more of them.
"This is the power of netizens. No matter what dimension it is in, the effect is the same." Shang Xingjian said leisurely.
"Then, do we care?" Xiao Wai didn't understand the meaning of the boss's words, so he still asked.
Shang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Cheng Mai, "What do you think, Xiao Cheng?"
Cheng Mai leaned back in his chair and thought about the problem seriously, "Let's not put it aside. Whether it is positive or negative, public opinion fermentation is a way of spreading. If they want to join the forum, they must register first. It is a good thing for us for the time being. , but we can’t ignore it.”
"Mr. Cheng is right," Shang Xingjian agreed.
Cheng Mai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him. Should he say this?
Cheng Mai continued: "You monitor public opinion at all times. If they insist on stirring up trouble, they can suppress it with force if necessary."
Xiao Wai agreed, "Actually, I think it's because we have too little communication that the relationship is so stiff. Aren't the ghosts we fear the family members that others miss?"
Xiao Wan said in a low voice, obviously missing his family too.
But after a person dies, he cannot take the initiative to go back to visit his family. This will only cause trouble for them.
"As for the monsters in the mountains, many mountains and forests have been developed into tourist attractions in recent years. Their living environment has been threatened, and they will inevitably feel unhappy." As the saying goes, a slap in the face can't make a difference, and this is not entirely their fault.
Cheng Mai listened to Xiao Wai's words and could tell what Xiao Wai meant. Not all monsters and monsters are bad, but not all people are good.
If there is a war, people will not necessarily lose, and they will not necessarily win.
The best outcome is the common rule of the world. Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, who raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is your topic."
Cheng Mai wanted to curse, this was obviously a question he asked.
"You can handle such small things by yourselves. I have big things."
It’s the same rhetoric again, it’s the same rhetoric every time, and I don’t know what his big deal is?
Cheng Mai looked at the time and said, "It's almost dawn. Yang Fan will probably be very anxious if he can't wait for my news. Can we go back before dawn?"
"Then it depends on whether the robin cooperates." The purpose of their coming here this time was to save people and to take the robin back for signal tower training.
Cheng Mai stood up and looked at the surrounding woods, then looked back at Shang Xingjian, "You've already destroyed several of his territories, why doesn't he come out yet?"
The person behind him was a bit too mysterious, as if he didn't exist, as if he didn't care what Shang Xingjian did.
Shangxing sipped tea slowly and leisurely, "It's possible that I can't get out, for example, I'm trapped somewhere."
"Even so, why is there no news at all? Do you know who he is and where he is?" Otherwise, why every time he catches those people, he always kills them when he says to kill them, and even if he doesn't kill them, he will indoctrinate them. Next bowl of Meng Po soup, isn’t this too weird?
Shang Xingjian poured tea for her, "I can save your life, as long as you do what I ask you to do, the rest is none of your business."
Cheng Mai was a little annoyed and stood next to him and looked at him condescendingly, "Shang Xingjian, aren't we cooperating? Shouldn't you be more honest with your partners?"
Xiao Wei shrank silently, hoping that the flames of war would not spread to him.
Shang Xingjian looked at Xiao Wan, who immediately covered his face with his computer. He wasn't there, he wasn't there, they could pretend he wasn't there.
Shang Xingjian smiled. She didn't dislike Cheng Mai's condescending look as rumored. Instead, she looked up at her with a smile and waved to Cheng Mai.
Cheng Mai bent down with doubts and came closer to him, "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise..."
Shang Xingjian raised his hand and landed on her neck, closing the distance between them again.
Cheng Mai: "!!!"
The breath hit the skin, with a bit of burning breath, making people's brain go blank for a moment.
This is a foul!
"Don't fight alongside me, because they are all dead." Shang Xingjian said slowly, his voice was not loud, but every word fell on Cheng Mai's ears.
Eleven of the twelve gods died, leaving Shang Xingjian alone.
Cheng Mai looked at the Shangxing Jian with a deep look, and there was a lot of heartache in it that people couldn't understand.
But Shang Xingjian can understand it, and because he can understand it, he will not drag Cheng Mai into this vortex.
So Shang Xingjian pushed the person a certain distance away with a gentle push, "Don't worry, I will definitely send you back before dawn."
With the fresh air, Cheng Mai's breathing became much easier. She still looked at Shang Xingjian, watching him slowly start to practice his tea making art again, and she didn't know where he got so much attention to it.
"Shang Xingjian, will you die because of the big thing you want to do?" Cheng Mai suddenly asked. After asking this question, he kept staring at Shang Xingjian, not missing any of his expressions.
Shang Xingjian put down the cup for a moment, then smiled again, "Death? Me?"