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The knowledge he was forcibly instilled did not immediately make him a scholar, a master, or a scientist. Even a skilled craftsman would be a bit inappropriate to describe him.

It's like wealth.

In the hands of different people, it can play a very different role. Even if the lucky winner wins the lottery and gets a jackpot of 5 million, it is just a number, and there is no growth in his financial ability and investment vision.

It is this situation that Zhou Shurong faces.

He is aware of his low abilities, so he tries to avoid showing himself as much as possible. Hiding in the crowd is probably the least bad choice, and he will never be the first to be found when he encounters difficulties.

Gradually, he became invisible among the worker bees, until this moment.

Zhou Shurong has long been accustomed to the transformation of the material world and the thinking world, there is no rookie horror on his face, but a strong curiosity about the surrounding scene, he tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the metal column, and the unusually real touch made him amazed.

"The simulation technology for councils is getting more and more advanced. I used to have a false feeling of playing an all-virtual game, but now it seems like I've really traveled to another world......"

However, he only knew these terms, and if he was allowed to do this, he would never be able to do it.

The crowd was moving forward, and the sound of Wen Qianyi's reading could be heard from afar. Unnoticed, he stepped back a little bit, pushing him to a place where no one would notice him, at the end of the crowd.

He was a little weak-hearted, and subconsciously looked around, worried that he would see Zou Qing and Zhang Xuezhen.

But what he didn't expect in any way was that he saw a familiar stranger, Feng Weiwei.

Feng Weiwei is a celebrity in the Xingling Group. Countless people have witnessed her transformation from a vase to the core backbone of the company, and even the most experienced worker bee can't help but secretly praise Feng Weiwei's work ability, she has given full play to her full potential and become a genius in the eyes of everyone.

Of course, Zhou Shurong recognized this face.

He subconsciously squeezed out a smile and wanted to say hello to Feng Weiwei. Who doesn't know that she belongs to the leadership class, and she is also very close to Wen Qianyi. The more he understood the dark psychology of human beings, the more he panicked, for fear that he would offend this beautiful woman.

But the smile was just halfway done, and he suddenly woke up.

"Feng Weiwei is not a worker bee, why is she here?"

"Zhou, Zhou Shurong, your name is Zhou Shurong, right?" The crisp and tactful tone pulled Zhou Shurong's state of thinking to reality.

Feng Weiwei cautiously looked at the surrounding scenery and objects, she was shocked and curious, what kind of extravagant manpower and material resources could build such a magnificent and strange palace, looking up, even the distance of the ceiling made people feel a sense of powerlessness.

Zhou Shurong was the closest person to her, and it just so happened that she also knew the man's name.

"Feng, Secretary Feng. Zhou Shurong stammered: "I, I don't know, you shouldn't be here, the most, at least the person here should definitely not be you!"

"Why?" Feng Weiwei captured an important detail.

Zhou Shurong looked left and right, and the crowd gradually walked towards the temple. This is just one of the more inconspicuous of the palace's countless entrances, and no one pays attention to them.

He stared at Feng Weiwei uneasily, and lowered his voice to the lowest, close to breathing: "No, no, no, you shouldn't ask why." It's about thinking about how you got here...... Chairman Wen's decision?"

Feng Weiwei frowned: "I encountered a very strange thing. It seems to be hallucinating, and some sounds are heard in my head that shouldn't be there. Then open your eyes and there it is. ”

Zhou Shurong didn't know Alaye's name, and he said to himself: "The system never makes mistakes. In other words, she is allowed by the system, so ...... It's none of my business. ”

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Feng Weiwei stretched out her hand and grabbed his arm, and said, "You haven't answered me yet, where is this?"

"You can't be one of the people in charge of New World, don't you feel familiar?"

It was precisely because of the amazing familiarity that Feng Weiwei wanted to ask.

She certainly found many details that frightened him. She recognized the strange plants around her that obviously did not belong to the earth at first sight, the Flower of Fine Snow, the Shadow Grass of the Double Dragon, and the Sunflower of the Scorching Sun......

Well, the details are well restored.

But isn't it too real?

Feng Weiwei's oppressive gaze made Zhou Shurong break out in a cold sweat: "What I want to ask is, why do the things in the game appear in front of my eyes?

Zhou Shurong broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and stumbled: "This is ...... It's the world of thought. This may be a data projection created by the virtual hub system based on the "New World". The world of thought is not a real world, but an illusion instilled in the brain by a virtual center...... It's like playing a game. ”

Feng Weiwei's heart sank.

With her current experience, she will definitely not ask a silly white sweet question like "how to play this game". Her technical sensitivity is not inferior to that of a professional technical engineer, which is obviously beyond the real world, and too much black technology has aroused her alarm.

She opened her eyes and scrutinized every detail around her. The traces of time outlined on the surface of the building made her marvel and puzzled at the same time.

Feng Weiwei plucked a leaf, and the sharp side inadvertently cut her fingers, and the subtle pain made her refreshed.

"The reckless actions of Konar and the others are destined to be judged!" Wen Qianyi's voice once again came from an unknown direction.

"The time is tomorrow. ”

Tomorrow?

Feng Weiwei's eyes flickered, and the voice in her ears drifted farther and farther, and the world gradually moved away from herself, like a membrane. Then the body fell down suddenly, and the strong feeling of weightlessness made her heart startle, and before she could see the change in her eyes, the next second, the familiar office appeared in front of her.

"I, I'm back?"

She looked at her hands, and couldn't find any scratches. Recalling what she had just experienced was too much like a dream, and she knew how to verify the authenticity of the dream.

Feng Weiwei picked up the internal phone and dialed the personnel department.

"Please help me contact Zhou Shurong, I have some important things to find him. ”

20 minutes later, Zhou Shurong's figure carefully moved out from behind the office door, he greeted with a smile, and said, "Secretary-General, what are you looking for me?"

Feng Weiwei suddenly slapped the table and got up, and shouted: "Okay, you Zhou Shurong, do you even dare to deceive me at will?!

Zhou Shurong panicked, and hurriedly said: "I swear, I absolutely, absolutely did not lie to you!"

"It's all the truth?" Feng Weiwei was still angry.

"Yes, it's the truth!" Zhou Shurong wiped his sweat.

Feng Weiwei suddenly smiled, clasped her hands to her chest and said, "Within a month, we don't seem to have communicated once, right? What did you lie to me? I'm curious." ”

Zhou Shurong was stunned, and then he realized that he had fallen for it.