Jing Anjue's voice was hoarse, and the dark circles under his eyes were so thick that he didn't seem to have slept for a few days.

Xia Qingyang raised his head and thanked the nurse, watched her leave, and then said to Jing Anjue:

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for staying and helping me, you wouldn't have suffered this."

Jing Anjue shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This is our own choice, I don't blame you." In fact, this is our life, as long as we are still in this game, there will always be a day, we all know in our hearts. ”

There was a long silence between the two.

After a while, Xia Qingyang said softly: "So, it must change." ”

"The reason why Sister Yang didn't promise us before, I understand it now. It's all too simple for us to think. If the strong can profit from such rules of the game, then there will be far more obstacles on this road than we think. ”

"Do you want to give up?"

"I don't know. I feel very lost now. Maybe changing the rules or something, it's not something we can do. ”

Xia Qingyang looked at Jing Anjue, who was dejected, and didn't say anything.

Daojun's voice sounded in her ears: "Don't you invite them to join?" Although these guys are a little weaker, they are better than nothing, and this seat can barely admit them. ”

Daojun has been observing Xia Qingyang for a long time, and he knows the interpersonal relationships around her very well, and he also knows the respective abilities and levels of Jing Anjue.

Besides, as long as there is one more person in his camp, it means that there will be more faith power for him, and at the same time, the power of faith on the side of the game rules will be a little less.

So he was eager to pry all the corners of the rules of the game over now.

But Xia Qingyang was not as anxious as him-

"It's not the time yet, wait a little longer."

"Wait? How long will it be? In the void, Dao Jun jumped down from his throne, "This seat has been waiting for so many years......"

"At least until I'm strong enough." Xia Qingyang was not affected by Daojun's anxiety.

She knows exactly what to do and when.

At the moment, she is just a small C Zone player, both in strength and influence, and even if she stands up to speak, there are probably very few people who respond.

Taoguang is obscure, obscene development, and making yourself strong first is the right way. Otherwise, any grand plan will be in vain.

However, she also understood Daojun's urgency.

For Daojun, the Three Thousand Worlds have been seriously affected by the game.

And he had already bet everything on her and the pie she had drawn for him, and he was naturally eager to see immediate results.

"Don't worry, after all, you've been waiting for so many years, it's not bad these days."

“…… You little girl, after signing the contract, you dare to speak to this seat like this, right? Daojun was really angry with her.

"Qingyang doesn't dare."

"I think you dare." Daojun sat back on the throne and snorted, "Okay, you want strength, right?" After you are discharged from the hospital, you will come to this seat every night with an out-of-body thought, and this seat will help you improve your strength. ”

"Daojun help me?"

"Do you think that refining the power of faith is as easy as cultivating the sword technique? Yes, with your intelligence and talent, you can learn those sword cheats without being taught by a master, but if no one leads the power of refining faith, a random mantra can make you go mad, do you want to try it. ”

It's so scary.

Xia Qingyang immediately obediently agreed to the things reported every night: "Thank you Daojun, Daojun has worked hard." ”

"Okay, this seat is resting, don't bother if you have nothing to do."

Sure enough, after the little boy in a black robe threw the pressure back to her, he relaxed a lot, crossed his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

Xia Qingyang hesitated: "There is indeed something I want to ask Dao Jun ......"

"If you're going to ask Honza if someone who died in the game can be resurrected, then Honza tells you that it's not possible. Unless you go and make a wish to the rules of the game. ”

“……”

I see.

Xia Qingyang sighed softly, pulled his attention back to his eyes, and asked Jing Anjue what he planned next.

Jing Anjue said that he would bury the rabbit's head here in two days, and then wait for the ivory to wake up, and then leave together.

Xia Qingyang nodded, sat with him for a while, and then slowly rocked the wheelchair back to the ward.

-

From this day on, I heard that Xia Qingyang woke up, and many people came to see her with flowers and gift boxes one after another.

There is Wei Zhiyuan, who represents the Wei family and Wei Zhengguo;

Lieutenant Colonel Xiao Zhou, who represents General Zhou;

There are also two geology professors, Wang and Li; the staff of the variety show production team; a well-informed fan base; and the girls who were previously sponsored by Xia Qingyang......

These gift boxes of flowers and fruits almost filled Xia Qingyang's bedside - this also caused Concubine An Guifei to want to vomit when she saw fruit recently, and when she dreamed, she said "I can't eat it, I can't eat it anymore".

Speaking of which, the two grandchildren of the Wei family were not affected by the "earthquake". On that day, the old man was finally forcibly taken away by Wei Zhiyuan, who was angry.

Now that everything is over, the Wei family has invested in the reconstruction of City B.

After hearing about this, Xia Qingyang took advantage of Wei Zhiyuan's visit to the hospital, borrowed his hand and anonymously donated one billion yuan to City B.

In addition, she united with Concubine An and Empress Yin, and the three of them donated 2.5 billion yuan to the country, basically donating the remaining spare money in their hands.

This money is also smashed in your hands, and it is better to make up for the losses caused by some players.

For Concubine An and the others, they want to get by with a conscience.

-

As far as Xia Qingyang knew, the state propaganda department, when summarizing the disaster, did not directly finalize the identities of several of them.

Instead, they were given a special contribution award in recognition of their contribution to the country during the disaster.

This certificate of award was handed over to Jing Anjue by Xia Qingyang with a letter of thanks from the condolents, and asked him to be buried in the rabbit's cemetery.

Parting between life and death is not uncommon for gamers.

But it happened to the friends he knew so much, and it was also the first time for Xia Qingyang.

She could only hope that she could become stronger sooner and let the day of overturning the rules of the game come a little earlier, a little earlier.

For Xia Qingyang, repairing the stability of the Three Thousand Worlds is also her current responsibility.

As for Daojun's matter, after Xia Qingyang thought about it carefully, he still didn't talk to the two ladies in detail.

She just told them that she had accidentally gotten a prop with a machine spirit in it that could teach her the secrets of the exercises, and that she was currently her master.

But he didn't tell them anything about heaven, something about overturning the rules—

After all, this thing is not even a prototype. Even if I told the two mothers, it would only add to their troubles.

Right now, what she has to do is to continue to cultivate and become stronger, and at the same time, in the process of placing copies again and again, collect as much faith as possible to restore the power of Daojun.