"Pingping, Pingping, it's time to eat!" Zhou Yuanhui shouted from far and near, and after knocking on the door and not responding, the door of the room was slowly pushed open with a creak, just in time to see Wu Qi poking his head out of the quilt, sleepy-eyed. Zhou Yuanhui said angrily, "What time is it, you know to sleep, sleep!" Hurry up and have lunch! ”

"Hmm...... Got it, got it. The mother's chattering voice finally overcame Wu Qi's attachment to the bed, Wu Qi rubbed his temples in distress, and silently counted the countdown from ten to one. Ten times later, Wu Qi jumped up from the bed.

When choosing clothes, Wu Qi was quite entangled. The lower body is okay, and it is difficult to see how to match it, but if the upper body is a combination of a long-sleeved T-shirt and a thin jacket, it is estimated that Wu Qi will spend the whole day under his mother's "tight spell".

But on the premise of being able to wear less and be more comfortable, who will be patient with the heaviness and discomfort of down jackets. After some struggle, Wu Qi chose a thin sweater and put a thick-looking coat on the outside.

Unplugged the mobile phone that was placed at the bedside to charge, Wu Qiqi lit up the screen, unlocked the mobile phone, habitually opened the chat software, and looked up and down at the chat history during sleep.

Because he is not good at and is too lazy to manage social relationships, when there is nothing to do, naturally no one asks him to chat. There is no private chat message, but several chat groups are very lively, and message prompts pop up from time to time, and Wu Qi casually went in one by one. A few old drivers in the university class group were starting the car, Wu Qi worshiped for a while, and then hid his face and withdrew, sighing to himself; Several sisters in the family group are sharing parenting scriptures with each other, and all the male members are huddled in the corner and are not qualified to speak; In the group of high school classmates, the old classmates were discussing the class reunion planned in the past few days with great interest, discussing the time, place, and content of the party. He was addicted to games in the first two years of high school, skipping classes and skipping classes was commonplace, and then he suddenly woke up, working from 5 to 12 to prepare for the college entrance examination. If you have free time, it's okay to attend class reunions and catch up, but if you really have something, there's no need to deliberately adjust the time.

The top priority, one is to find the real reason for the game ability to "map" reality as soon as possible, the second is to find a place that is hidden enough during the day to support Wu Qi's "cultivation" after the game goes offline, and the third is to improve his game strength, this strength refers not only to his own level, equipment, etc., but also to the overall strength of the guild, Wu Qi also figured it out, if the real other world comes, if the guild is strong and there are many masters, it is not impossible to have a place in the other world!

The real reason for the game's ability to "map" to reality can be found in the elemental order Io? Ryan asked, but since the old man knew and deliberately concealed it, he might not be willing to tell the whole truth until the last moment. Well, this matter can't just be pinned on the elemental order, it must be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be hard. Perhaps, maybe in reality, you can rely on Father Lin to find out the news······

And it shouldn't be difficult to find a hidden place, although the city is developing rapidly, the remote countryside is becoming more and more marginalized, and it is enough to find an abandoned unfinished building nearby, the only difficulty is how not to be noticed······

As for improving his own strength, he has some ideas, and he can discuss them with Lin Hao and Fudong Rushan······

While thinking, Wu Qi opened the door, passed the living room, followed the aroma into the courtyard, and folded into the west-facing room, the area of the two houses, a two-way cupboard separated the dining room and the kitchen. Mother Zhou Yuanhui and father Wu Song are sitting at the dining table eating.

Sure enough, as Wu Qi expected, Wu Qi had just stepped into the door, and his mother Zhou Yuanhui raised her head and immediately noticed Wu Qi's dress, and immediately frowned, and babbled about Wu Qi.

After listening to it, Wu Qi, who is well versed in "how to deal with my mother's nagging", did not give any explanation, took the dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard, and used a spoon to serve himself a large bowl of clear soup noodles.

Wu Qi immersed himself in the hot breath and sniffed deeply. In Zhongjing, at the university, there are many kinds of special foods from all over the world, but Wu Qi only misses the clear soup and noodles at home.

Wait for a pot of water to boil, sprinkle a bunch of noodles evenly into the pot, during which sprinkle a little salt and some chopped green onions according to your taste, and the light, pure and attractive aroma of the pasta is brewed, which is simply a top delicacy (friends take notes!). ）。 When he rented a house outside the school with his friends in high school, Wu Qi had to put down a handful of noodles every night, with cooked food, and he went offline to eat in the middle of the game, and he also practiced the craft of "my thief is delicious". But the more this is the case, the longer he is outside, the more Wu Qi misses the clear soup noodles in his hometown.

Eating the noodles heavily, he noticed that his mother's chattering voice stopped, Wu Qi smiled and grinned half curiously and half changed the topic, and his voice was a little vague because there was food in his mouth, "Mom, what were you talking to my dad about just now?" ”

He had just heard his mother seem to be sharing with his father the gossip he had heard during the morning street chat, which was why Wu Qi carefully avoided buying breakfast in the village when he went out in the early morning. It is precisely because of the existence of Wu Qi's mother that once you do something strange, as long as it is known by a housewife, the next day, no, it will spread throughout the village at dinner that day!

Zhou Yuanhui was a little dissatisfied with Wu Qi's "nagging" of ignoring her, but seeing Wu Qi's exaggerated expression intoxicated by the fragrance of rice, she was amused and a little complacent, and her anger suddenly disappeared by two points. After glancing at Wu Qi angrily, Zhou Yuanhui gave up the increasingly difficult cause of "persuading her son to be obedient", and turned to the increasingly interesting gossip business, she said with great interest: "Do you know that Huang Si'er? ”

"Hmm······ Of course I do. Strong dad strong! Wu Qi replied while burying his head in eating, while rolling his eyes. Liu Qiangqiang is a classmate of Wu Qi Primary School, his father is four, and because he usually likes to exaggerate and does things unreliable, "Huang Huang Si'er" was called. Such a catchy and very local nickname skill, Wu Qi is not as good as himself!

"Well, that's him! He said that last night he had found a ghost fire in the wheat field, and there were a lot of them, and there were blue ones! Tsk tsk, this swaying four, since his son went to college, his speech has become more and more unreliable······"