In the police station, Le Wuwu sat with Qiu Minghuo, who had a broken hand. Yes, just sitting together, the police probed the video at the time, and felt that Le Wuwu seemed to have a motive for committing the crime. They believe that Le Wuwu deliberately made Qiu Minghuo have murderous intent through his own inducing words, so Le Wuwu is also an accomplice.

God-like logic, God-like reasoning, sitting at the table full of helplessness. What's going on today, everything is not going well.

After nearly thirty minutes of questioning, the policeman who arrested Le Wuwu here suddenly came back to his senses, and he seemed to have arrested the wrong person. He thought about it in bewilderment, as if, really, yes, there was no charge for being happy. So why did they ask the victim as a suspect? No matter what, the victim also has to make a record, and this time it will be solved together.

After that, after Le Wuwu made a note, he walked out of the police station depressed amid the constant apologies of the police.

Sending Le Wuwu away, those group of policemen, look at me, one by one involuntarily shivered, and their faces were full of fear. "Shhhh What a hell of a thing. Why do we have this thought out of nowhere, and why do we suddenly disappear? ”

When I walked out of the police station, it was already evening. He had been delayed for a long time by things on the road. Got into a taxi, picked up a new house he rented, and sat in the back seat with his eyes closed.

Carrying a worry-free taxi driver, he encountered a rare sight in his life. Every time he drove to an intersection, he encountered a red light that had just appeared, and it was every traffic light!

"What the hell is this luck, this is the fifth. With my luck, I can buy lottery tickets! He muttered to himself.

Driving on the viaduct, there was a traffic jam. It's still the kind of traffic jam that needs to be stuck in traffic for more than an hour.

Worry-free sat in the back seat, speechless as he watched the soaring amount of money on the taxi meter. The money wasn't a problem, the problem was that he wanted to go home as soon as possible.

An hour later, the taxi came down from the viaduct. When I came to my newly rented house, I paid the money happily.

The driver was still muttering to himself as he left, "Am I going to buy a lottery ticket?" I'm sure I'll win! This kind of thing can happen to me. ”

It wasn't until he walked back home and closed the door that he breathed a sigh of relief, and what happened today deeply challenged his insight. One or two unlucky things are nothing, but with so many things gathered together, he can't help but wonder if he has been ghosted, otherwise, how could his luck be so bad!

Climbing into the game cabin, he had a whim, and simply controlled the blood and qi in his body the moment he entered the game, so that he could ensure that the game and cultivation were correct.

He did the same, and the moment he entered the game, he let out a pig-killing howl. He lay beside the resurrection stone, rolling on the ground, and in hellish pain, he drew his long sword, pointed it at his stomach, and slashed it down.

Without withholding blood, he constantly pierced his own stomach. Because it was in the game, my stomach still hurt as always. He was wrong, the pain was not only acting on the body, but also on the consciousness.

Such a post quickly appeared on the forum of Fantu: A madman appeared in Qingshui Village, lying on the ground and wailing for no reason! Look, how funny he is!

The surrounding players happily watched the action, they took pictures and put them in circles, and recorded videos to attract attention.

Thirty minutes later, Le Wuwu lay on the ground. The body in the game has plenty of strength to get up, but the mental weakness is not so easy to expel it.

At this time, the man of the god of war appeared. They held a welfare measure internally with novice players in the guild, and came to Qingshui Village to kill a bandit who refreshed very quickly.

Wang Youlan, the leader, looked at Le Wuwu who was rolling on the ground in confusion, and her subconscious told her that she had met this man before, and that something unpleasant had happened between them. She shook her head and swept away the miscellaneous thoughts in her mind, now it is the period of rapid rise of the God of War Guild, and everything in the God of War Guild must be properly handled.

Even though she doesn't care, there will always be sharp-eyed players underneath. They walked up to Le Wuwu and said proudly: "Rookie, you are lucky today." Our president's daughter-in-law has taken a look at you more, so, join the God of War Guild! His face was filled with deep pride and conceit, as if not joining the God of War Guild would be a lifelong loss.

Le Wuwu lay on the ground and nodded. He accepted the guild invitation of the player in front of him, Sand Shadow Chisasa.

"Now, keep up with the big army, join a random team, and do what you have to do inside!" Sand Shadow Chisato pointed to the large army in front of him and commanded.

"Okay!" Le Wuwu nodded, climbed up, and blended into the large army. Looking at the guild medal he was wearing, several familiar players excitedly chatted with Le Wuwu.

However, even the God of War Guild, no, it should be the leading God of War Guild in all of China is not very happy to accept a player who is a one-star warrior in one turn. Everyone knows that one star means waste. If you say, the rank can be brought up by others, but what about changing jobs! Career transfer missions are mandatory for solo players to be unequipped, and, according to the Precursor's description, the difficulty of the One-Star Warrior's mission is not at all the same level as the Purgatory difficulty of other classes.

Even the president they worshipped, the Dragon Soul, did not choose a one-star warrior. They don't even look down on those who choose one-star classes, and the target is god-level players.

asked about the profession and level of Le Wuwu, even if the level is a rookie with level zero, he does not plan to be in a group with him. Le Wuwu can only be a team alone, slowly fighting monsters, and endure the phenomenon that the remaining half of the monster's blood is snatched away by the guild members next to him at will. They don't know that Le Wuwu doesn't have a team, anyway, everyone is a guild, help him!

Happy and worry-free was "moved" to cry.

Kill a boss brushed out by the system, through this boss battle, he knows that that woman's command ability is really not Gaide. She is like a natural leader who convinces everyone below her; She is like a natural general, and the low-level players below her line up in battle formations and methodically kill this boss. The second turn, the first turn, the player is on the periphery to prevent others from entering.

The whole process, Le Wuwu only attacked the three-meter-tall boss once, after he attacked, he accepted the command, and quickly left the boss's side, and the next thing was to watch the other teams attack the boss. Before it was one's turn, the boss died without all of them dying.

The novice players cheered excitedly. They were able to kill this bandit boss at the peak of one turn on the premise of not dying a single person. At this moment, they were all proud, proud that they had joined such a powerful guild.

It's just a small episode in his path. In the next few days, Le Wuwu continued to experiment with the solutions he envisioned. He wanted to find a way to achieve his goals without pain.

After the pain of dying and living ten times, he simply gave up this unrealistic idea, and also gave up the possibility that he could merge into the group of the god of war! No one wanted him, and as soon as he saw his profession, his teammates who had been talking well immediately abandoned him. A one-star waste is not qualified to make friends with their group of three-star powerhouses.

It's realistic, but it's also helpless. There is no way to do it, he is indeed very rubbish now, his attributes are already rubbish, and the equipment is even more rubbish, alas!

All day long, it's just farming, farming, farming, brushing until he almost vomits. Can't you do something else?

The high-level decision of the guild is to level up and strive to pass the second-turn trial of purgatory difficulty as soon as possible. Now, the madness of the second turn trial is constantly spreading on the Internet. Except for the great god, who can kill a one-turn peak boss on the premise of being fully equipped with crimson garbage? Moreover, the IQ of this boss is obviously not comparable to those experienced babies in the dungeon.

After trying it once, all the players are waiting, either waiting for ten days to open the second round trial of the third highest difficulty, medium mode, or waiting for the number of people to pass the second round of the purgatory trial to reach one million, so that the third most difficult second turn trial can be opened.

The second-turn trial of difficult difficulty is not unsolvable, and those players with great luck can still pass it, but in purgatory mode, it is really inhuman difficulty.

And the second-turn trial of the one-star class is a mythical difficulty that surpasses the difficulty of purgatory.

At this time, Le Wuwu was looking intently at the dummy in front of him, looking at the red dots on the dummy's body that were constantly flashing to represent weaknesses, and every 0.5 seconds, the red dots flashed.

He began to challenge, oh, oh, this time, his body could barely keep up with his will. The sword stabbed out quickly, retracted, stabbed out, retracted, and he repeated the process like a machine.

"It's coming." He muttered to himself. The sound of the sword touching the dummy slowed.

"It's slow again!" He quickened his hand speed. I saw a series of afterimages appear in the air, as if countless long swords stabbed at the dummy's body at the same time.

"No, it's slow!" He closed his eyes and carefully felt the change in the red dots on the dummy.

"Impossible, how could the speed of this red dot be different?" Le Wuwu opened his eyes and checked the system introduction, which clearly said that the red dots on this dummy flashed every 0.5s. But why did he feel that, sometimes, the red dot flashed faster, and sometimes it slower?

He didn't even know how to make a verdict.

In the midst of the uncertainty, he missed more than 20 red dots and failed the trial.

Go on. He spent nearly three days on this trial, and each time, he missed more than twenty of his results. No matter how he judges, he just misses this number of red dots.

He has been on the forum, and some players have drawn this kind of trial, and the difficulty of their trial is really incomparable to that of Le Wu. They just need to hit 50 percent of the red dots. And it's a trial of hard difficulty, and Purgatory is nothing more than increasing that to 80%, and it's fun to be happy! 100% accuracy is required.

Any player who chooses a one-star class will be indignantly deleted, they will definitely not be able to pass this trial. Any player who has practiced to the pinnacle of a turn can only change his number angrily after encountering this trial, and it is not that there are no players who choose to insist, but it is like a swordsman who has been practicing swords for a long time, you have to love him first, but will a player who plays a game love this kind of thing?

Everyone enters a different game, some choose to make money, some are entertainment, and some are just passing the time.

Happiness is worry-free because of his physical advantage, so he will feel that this trial is not difficult to the sky. If he was just an ordinary person now, he would definitely not hesitate to delete the number and start over.

He quits game thinking and enters game practice. Each time, he summed up his mistakes and verified his conjectures about the trial. He vaguely guessed that the background of Fantu was not simple, but where it was not simple, he couldn't tell.

Officially, Fantu is a giant game that covers the whole world jointly developed by the five permanent members of the United Nations, and players can enjoy the wonderful scenes of each world. The console is located on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, which has the most complete security measures, and any creature that comes close to this island will be expelled except for the five heads of state.

He constantly changed his bearings, trying to adjust his perspective. But that didn't work, in the last thirty seconds, he just felt the speed of the red dot start to change, some faster, some slow, some light.

He even experimented with a stopwatch, but the number displayed on the stopwatch was a fixed value, but why did he think that the red dot was fast for a while and slow for a while!

He tried desperately, but in the end, he couldn't find a solution. However, there is a way to cheat on the forum, and the whole process is scope-based skills, and these skills will definitely hit the red dot, after all, this is the rule of the system.

He didn't want to go against his original intentions, he had to know, why was this happening?

Seven days later, Le Wuwu, whose eyes were bloodshot, crawled out of the game pod, and he had been in the game pod for seven whole days. He had been looking at those red dots for seven days, and after such a long period of observation, he had a faint thought.

Right now. He'll have to deal with reality. In the game, he shirked the fact that he didn't know how many calls, and even more than twenty calls were not answered. Caught in a demonic state, he doesn't want to care about everything in the world.

Washing his face, brushing his teeth, and standing in front of the mirror, he touched his degraded beard, and with a little regret, his skin seemed to have become whiter, paler, and more handsome.

Walk out the door and it's time to deal with the day's business. [.]