MTL - I Can Extract My Identity and Join the Death Game-Chapter 196

"Relic?"

After hearing this word, the store manager thought for a while and said, "Did you say Nancheng? Where did the relics come from? Why didn't I know?"

Install, then install.

Zhao Yesui sneered and said, "Didn't you say that you are not him? Let me think about it, what is he called..."

He recalled the tongue-in-cheek noun from Gu Yizhu's mouth when he asked Gu Yizhu the name of the third consul yesterday:

"Yug Nyarlathotep...that's what the name seems to be... No, what are you doing, old man..."

Almost at the same moment that the name emerged from Zhao Yesao's mouth, the store manager ejected from the reclining chair and rushed to Zhao Yesao's side, covering his mouth: "Do you want to kill me? Do you want to kill me? I'll just say it straight, I'll tell you where my private money is first, and it's not too late for you to kill me!"

After a while, the store manager sat back on the reclining chair and looked at Zhao Yesui helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'm him, okay? I'm what you said, but don't do it anymore. If you say that name, you will really die."

Zhao Yesui didn't know why, but he didn't mean to confront the store manager, and asked, "So, do you acquiesce that you are dead?"

"Yeah, of course I'm already dead." The store manager shrugged and said, "Otherwise, how did I stay in this world? The Yeda Restriction Treaty and the Radiance Non-Proliferation Treaty are no joke, if anyone can If the treaty is bypassed, then the world should have been bombed by some terrorist long ago."

Zhao Yeshi looked suspiciously at this guy who didn't say a word of truth. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he was dead.

"Okay, let's talk about this first." Zhao Yeshou didn't mean to force the store manager, and then asked: "What about the relics? The Kingdom of Fantasy is here to collect your relics, you really have a little impression. nothing?"

"I have so many books, who knows which one fell into Nancheng..." The store manager sighed helplessly and said, "Since the big library was smashed, my collection has Most of them don't know where they went, but at least not the ones you saw last time."

"If you want to say there is this book, it should be there, but I really don't know which one it is, otherwise I will make a list for you. Apart from what I have now, there are probably only About thirty-nine thousand four hundred and twenty-four trillion copies, and if the Congress of Fantasy sends someone to contain them, there should only be about 40 million copies..."

"stop."

Zhao Yejia decisively stopped the store manager's behavior of reporting the title of the book, because this would probably be an unprecedentedly long passage.

"Forget it, I don't ask why you died. It's your personal matter, so I won't get involved."

Zhao Yesao thought about it and asked, "Then do you know Suola?"

"Sora?"

The store manager blinked, as if he was very stunned to hear the name: "Is the person sent by the Land of Fantasy is Sora?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Zhao Yesui looked at the stunned store manager, puzzled: "What's wrong with her? Is she in a bad temper? Or is there any scandal?"

"That's not the case. Sora is just a little withdrawn. As long as you talk well, she will listen well."

The store manager looked at Zhao Yesao and said pointedly, "But, why are you asking this? Could it be that you accompany Sola to find 'my' relics?"

"Yeah, no one in the life strategy bureau left, and finally this matter fell on my head." Zhao Yesui suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked at the store manager suspiciously: "Store manager, why do you have such an attitude? What do you want to say? Are you hiding something from me?"

"Ah no, it's nothing." The store manager said with a smile, "I wish you good luck."

Although Zhao Yesui really wanted to pry open the store manager's mouth, he knew that what this old guy didn't want to say was true and he couldn't say a word, so he could only change one thing and ask: "By the way, store manager, you Do you know 'the present is the past'?"

"Oh, I think you should be referring to the characteristics of the high-ranking person."

After thinking about it, the store manager said: "I think you should know about Huiyao, and the top position is theoretically called Huiyao, but the biggest difference between them and ordinary Huiyao is what you call 'the present and the past are forever'. ."

"When they ascend to the throne, from the endless years of the past to the present, from the present to the endless years that can be predicted in the future, their names will be recorded in the long history. They are always on top.”

"Well, it may be very convoluted to say that, you are regarded as the top person, and since you became the top person, you have tampered with history, erasing the cause of their growth, leaving only the result of becoming the top person, so even in the Before the tomb of the world was born, no one could use the ability to jump the timeline to kill a person in the position in advance."

"Then, how do you kill a High-ranking person?"

Zhao Yesui remembered the few lines he saw in Su Mingyuan's diary, and asked in a deep voice, "Or, they can't be killed?"

"It has survived thousands of kalpas without grinding, sticking to cause and effect without being stained, transcending the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, the highest position is probably such a thing, so theoretically they are immortal."

The store manager said with a smile: "Even if you are the same person, it is almost impossible to obliterate all the possibilities of another person in the position. This is probably like you can tear a photo to pieces with your bare hands. But no matter what, there is no way to make it disappear completely.”

"So, many times, even the top ones who seem to have been completely killed will recover after a long time, and because of the characteristics of 'the present is the past', they will be the most prosperous as soon as they recover. State, there is no so-called weakness or rebuilding.”

"But, if it is to seek death by yourself, maybe it will be a different result?"

"Are you looking for your own death...?"

Zhao Yesang took a deep look at the store manager, said no more, got up and left the bookstore: "Okay, I see."

"If necessary, I will trouble you again."

The store manager quietly watched his leaving back, watched him leave the alley, and finally chuckled and said, "The present is the past, the past is forever..."

"You can't blame me, you didn't let me say it..."

"So, did you succeed?"

"Suicide factor...is that what you want?"

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p,s, no conspiracy theories, no behind-the-scenes, no calculations, no pawns to say, nothing at all, I don't like writing stories that are calculated and calculated (x

Chapter 242 Why can't I, Zhao Yesao, be a life player! (4k)

After leaving the bookstore, Zhao Yesui followed the route he remembered before to the location of the Nancheng Branch of the Life Strategy Bureau.

Although it is a temporary worker, it still has to show his face.

To be honest, Zhao Yesui didn't really want to get involved with the Ming Policy Bureau, but Gu Yizhu had already analyzed the stakes so clearly that he could only be a double spy with tears in his eyes.

Although he didn't really want to be an enemy and still set up a torii, the fact is that he really can't be without him.

"Speaking of which, why do these guys like to use office buildings as their bases? Is this a special hobby hidden in the city?"

Zhao Yesui sent a message to Gu Yizhu, and then stood quietly waiting under the office building. Looking at this old office building, he couldn't help but raise such doubts.

These extraordinary forces were detached from the world in people's impressions a long time ago, either sitting high above the sky, or directly in the different-dimensional space, and they had to use special means of transportation to reach them.

I don’t know if the retro style has become popular again, or because the funds are insufficient, and now it’s back in the office building.

Soon, Gu Yizhu hurried downstairs with a small tail behind him.

"Yiyi!"

As soon as Tong Yao saw Zhao Yesao, she waved to him excitedly, but Zhao Yesang couldn't fix the first sentence.

"...You taught her?" Zhao Yesui looked at Gu Yizhu with a bad expression.

Names are generally used to differentiate a person from others. From this point of view, it is not a problem to use "Yiyi" to refer to Zhao Yesao.

For a long time, people did call him that.

However, I still remember this black name, besides Daya, Gu Yizhu is probably the only one.

"Teach? Teach what? I just told Tongtong about your nickname a long time ago." Gu Yizhu walked quietly behind Zhao Yesao as he spoke, and pushed him into the building: "Okay, okay, let's go ahead and talk about it, what's the point of standing at the gate."

Zhao Yesui could only be pushed into the door by Gu Yizhu, standing at the door waiting for the elevator.

However, this time Zhao Yesui did not see the friend with the dragon eye and the tiger head. Instead, there was a cold and calm mechanical voice:

"Ninth-level civil servant of the Tianji Hall of the Life Policy Bureau, Gu Yizhu, authority certification."

"The sixth-level military attache of the Executive Department of the Life Policy Bureau, nursery rhyme, authorization certification."

As a blue light swept across Zhao Yeshou's body, the mechanical voice sounded again:

"The labor dispatch employee of the Tianji Hall of the Life Policy Bureau, Zhao Yeshou, has the authority certification."

"You guys at the ninth and fourth levels, I'm just a temporary worker, I always feel out of place..." Zhao Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, and entered the elevator with Gu Yizhu's nursery rhyme, and asked by the way, "Go on. What about the old man when I came here? It seems that his name is Biao? Is your artificial intelligence still on vacation?"

"Is it 紴?" Gu Yizhu pressed down the floor, recalled after a moment and said: "It seems that it was returned to the factory for repair, it was originally an experimental product of the Ministry of Engineering, and the chain fell off at a critical moment last time. It was sent back, but it seems to be quite happy, and I don't know how the Ministry of Heavenly Works designed it..."

"Now what you see is the 47th generation machine that has passed the test of time for a long time. Although the degree of autonomy is not very high, it is reliable, and there will be no situations where it will not be useful at critical moments."

"That's it."

Zhao Yesui was still a little regretful that he couldn't see the scorpion. After all, compared to the dull artificial intelligence, the round tiger head was more cute.

"Why are you so unsatisfactory, will anyone harm you if you stay here?"

While they were talking, the elevator had reached the corresponding floor, and when the elevator door opened, Zhao Yesui saw busy people coming and going. Look here.

But when Zhao Yesui followed Gu Yizhu forward, he could still feel that many people were quietly looking at him.

Zhao Yesui had to admit that there were indeed a lot of gimmicks on him.

Just being Gu Yizhu's ex-boyfriend is heavyweight enough, and more importantly, he still has a small pendant by his side.

Zhao Yesao shifted his gaze to the side, and the nursery rhyme xi hugged his arm as usual, the expression on his face was the indifference and alienation that Zhao Yesang had never seen before, only when he met Zhao Yesang's eyes Will smile slightly.

With Zhao Yesang's current hearing, he can still hear the whispers of those who seem to be serious:

"I'm super! As expected of Zhao Haiwang, he is actually flirting in front of Miss Gu!"

"Damn, I'm so envious... ah no, I hate this kind of behavior!"

"But, when did Miss Tong Yao get involved with him?"

"Who knows, we should not know too much about Sea King."

"This child is so terrifying!"

"..."

Gu Yizhu naturally heard these whispered discussions, glanced at Zhao Yeshou with a half-smile, and whispered in his ear, "Tell me, do you want me to hug your other arm so that you can enjoy it too? What about once the blessing of the people?"

"It's not necessary, Tongtong has koala ancestry, do you have it too?" Zhao Ye said without changing his face: "Or, do you have planarian ancestry?"

Gu Yizhu rolled his eyes at him, didn't say anything, coughed lightly, and those discussions disappeared all of a sudden, as if they had been working hard all the time.

After leaving the office area and stepping into a long corridor, Zhao Yesui chuckled and said, "Gu sir is quite majestic."

"No, I've been working for almost two months." Gu Yizhu pouted and said, "What about you, what have you been doing for the past two months?"

what did i do?

Zhao Yesui recalled carefully, and felt that he had done too much in the past two months.

From just entering the game of destiny to becoming a hero, from a steam engineer to the master of steam, and by the way, two new sects have been laid out...

When thinking of this, Zhao Yesui suddenly remembered Lingxuchen that he had forgotten for a long time.

But it can't be considered a long time. From the perspective of the world, the last time he contacted Lingxuchen was only two weeks ago, but from the perspective of physical time, it was a long time.

After all, he stayed in the steampunk scene for a long time, if you really want to count it, about half a year.

In two weeks, there shouldn't be much to do... right?

Logically speaking, if Ling Xuchen prayed to Zhao Yesui, he should be able to receive it, but the problem now is that he receives too many calls all the time, and he can't tell which one is the call. Spiritual dust.

Even now, Zhao Yesui can still hear countless prayers, and it can only be said that it is a fantasy to find out what belongs to Lingxuchen and give a response.

Therefore, he has no way of knowing how his sect is developing. Probably only by actively contacting Lingxuchen can he be able to connect with her.

But these are obviously not things that can be said. It's not that I can't tell Gu Yizhu. It's just that it's too troublesome to explain in detail, so Zhao Yesui just replied: "I did some small work."

"Like sleeping with Tongtong?" Gu Yizhu said with a subtle expression.

I'm super, forget about this...

The corners of Zhao Yeshou's mouth twitched, and he said thoughtfully, "Well, minors are the flowers of the future of the motherland, and caring for the physical and mental health of minors is naturally part of my job."

"It is my duty to recast the glory of gardeners."

"Yes, yes." Tong Yao nodded in agreement and said, "Yiyi will comb my hair, change my clothes, and..."

Before things slipped in the inevitable direction, Zhao Yesui decisively changed the subject: "Stop, can you stop calling me that, you, yes, it's you, stop laughing, the culprit!"

Only then did Gu Yizhu hide the smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "What's wrong, classmate Yiyi? Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Yesui tapped his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to say for a while.

If it had to be counted, it was probably his nickname.

The name "Zhao Yesui" is very rare. If you haven't met him, it is difficult to associate this name with Zhao Yesui.

At the same time, many people do not know the word 袂.

But as the so-called literacy recognizes half, the pronunciation is half, and over time, the rather feminine nickname of "Yiyi" appears.

Just as the three of them were talking, they had been led by Gu Yizhu to a reception room. As Gu Yizhu confirmed the authority, the door of the reception room slowly opened.

There was not the crowd of people Zhao Yesang imagined, there were only two people sitting. When they heard the sound of the door opening, a beautiful girl with long emerald green hair raised her head and looked over, while the other seemed to have not heard it. , continue to work hard.

One is Zhao Yesao's former teammate Fufu, but theoretically Zhao Yesang has only met her once, so she can't appear to be very familiar.

Zhao Yesui followed Gu Yizhu into the reception room, nodded politely to Fufu, and said, "Miss Shen Fufu, long time no see."

"Hello." After Fufu replied in a low voice, she looked away.