The day after they returned to the 24-hour world, a game took the world by storm.

"A game that can travel through the world?" Chen Hao said in surprise.

"Yes, it is said that the game was bought by people all over the world on the second day of its release, and now it seems that it has been released in limited quantities." Bai Xiao pointed to the data on the computer and said calmly.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law! Oh no! Dongyang broke in, and what followed was an unexpected thing for everyone.

Not only the 24-hour world, but also other worlds are selling this game called "Real Shuttle".

"So, this thing is on sale all the time, covering the whole world?" Mu Wang frowned, a little disbelieving.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to other worlds!" Dongyang was angry and put down his cruel words.

A few hours later, everyone watched the same game from different worlds and felt a little panicked.

After a short discussion, the crowd launched the game. With the formation of a large pile of gibberish on the computer, Mu Wang's brows furrowed even deeper. Suddenly, a burst of light flashed, and a spatial door appeared behind everyone!

"How does this game generate space gates?" Ying and Murong Han shouted in unison.

"Let's go in and have a look." Wen Ren said in his heart.

In the world of thirteen o'clock, everyone looked at the people who were building houses, and then looked at the people who were crying sadly on the side, and they always felt that this scene was too informative.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ren Yuxin walked to Wen Ren Yumi's side and asked softly.

"Since a few days ago, there have been so many people in this world who don't know each other, they, they, will be our home...... forcibly demolished the ......" After speaking, Wen Ren Miao cried again.

Wen Renxin smiled bitterly and returned to the crowd and briefly recounted the matter.

"What about the man? Where is it? Mu Wang stepped forward and asked.

"That person, in order to protect my former home, was killed by these people......" Wen Renyu wiped away tears and replied with a slight tremble.

"It's really a game!" Shadow roared and stepped forward.

"Is it a player again? The first thing you do when you come to this game is to build a house! One player looked at the shadow who came forward with a gloomy face, wiped his sweat, and said loudly.

"I'm here for answers." Ying said solemnly, "Why did you demolish that house, why did you kill the teammate who accompanied that guy?" ”

"Isn't that the game's built-in program? Anyway, if they are killed, they will be resurrected, and they are all alive according to the procedure. The player's face was full of indifference, "It's going to be resurrected anyway, so it doesn't matter if you kill it!" ”

"You!" Hearing this, people were shocked by this fallacious reasoning and heresy.

"How can you be sure that Whispering is a program?" Mu Wang pointed to Wen Ren, who was squatting on the ground and crying, and said sharply.

"Isn't this just a game, what are you doing so seriously!" The player was furious, too.

"Since it's a game, it doesn't matter if you kill it......" The Seal of Finality suddenly sneered, "This girl and old man like it very much, as a matter of brushing up on favorability, I will reluctantly kill all these guys." ”

To put it mildly, as if to say eat and sleep. Before everyone could say anything to stop it, the Seal of Finality controlled Chen Hao's body and his terrifying black qi and rushed towards the players who were working!

After a few minutes, the Seal of the End wrung out the blood-soaked trench coat and put it back on.

"Kid, stop crying, it's okay." The Seal of the End gently touched Wen Ren's head and whispered.

Wen Ren wiped away his tears, nodded, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Too tired to fall asleep?" The Seal of the End smiled, and hugged Wen Renyu back to the twenty-four-hour world.

However, players are still flocking to other worlds, and players from other worlds are also flocking to the 24-hour world.

After much discussion, they decided that they should go to their old friend first.