When Song Zhuang woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm hotel bed, and his eyes were full of golden and brilliant furnishings, which was extravagant.

"Grandma, how can this hell be so magnificent like heaven?" Song Zhuang couldn't help but complain.

"You're awake!"

A familiar voice came.

Song Zhuang turned his head to look, but saw Cui Lin, a red-haired short-haired girl, greeting him not far away.

"Damn, are you in hell too?"

Song Zhuang was not calm, and suddenly felt that the warm quilt was not warm anymore.

Seeing Cui Lin walking towards him, Song Zhuang seemed to be paralyzed and turned into a clockwork, and ejected directly from the bed.

"Hell!"

Song Zhuang screamed.

"Don't get me wrong...... You're not dead yet."

Cui Lin, who originally had some joy on her face, instantly collapsed, grandma, is this guy so disgusted with himself, he actually thinks he is a ghost?

"I'm not dead yet?"

Song Zhuang touched his face, and then touched his body again, making sure that the two eggs under his crotch were still there, Song Zhuang finally believed that he was still alive, well, still alive.

So here's the problem.

"Where am I?"

Song Zhuang asked.

"This is a secret base of our organization, you don't have to worry, you are very safe now." Cui Lin said.

"What about the monster? Where did the monster go?" Song Zhuang asked in shock.

Looking at Song Zhuang's expression, Cui Lin showed a strange expression on his face: "You don't know? How do you know?"

"How do I know? All I remember was that I was going to die."

Song Zhuang said.

"You really, really don't know anything? Or do you say you don't remember?"

Lin looked at Song Stiff with ghost-looking eyes, as if trying to determine whether Song Stiff was telling the truth or a lie.

Ultimately!

Lin gave up, because she couldn't see half of the artificiality on Song Zhuang's blank face.

Maybe......

The sudden death of the walking corpse of the flood wilderness really has nothing to do with Song Zhuang?

After calming Song Zhuang, Lin walked out of the room door and came outside.

Outside the room, Murphy and Mouse were waiting in anticipation.

"Is that him? Is that him?"

"Did he kill the Flood Walking Corpse?"

Everyone asked.

Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Lin smiled bitterly, "I can't be sure if he did it! Even he denied that it had nothing to do with it."

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.

The Flood Wilderness-level administrator who represented the origin of the laws of the virtual world was killed, and the only survivor was only Song Zhuang.

If this matter has nothing to do with Song Zhuang, then who did it?

Grandma's, what the hell?

"Is there really someone else?"

Murphy asked.

"Impossible! If someone else intervenes, I'm sure I'll be able to detect it!"

The rat in charge of the guard spoke.

"That's hell to go!"

Murphy sighed.

thought that this incident was done by Song Zhuang, after all, he was the only survivor, and it could only be him...... If this is really the case, then Song Zhuang is a hidden master.

But now Murphy is really in trouble.

There is only one reason: what kind of person is Song Zhuang?

In Murphy's heart, Song Zhuang is just an ordinary salted fish, after all, all this is in line with his personality, but if he is a hidden master...... That would be terrible.

"Murphy, what's going to happen about this?"

Cui Lin asked.

Murphy gritted his teeth and said, "Do everything you can to absorb him

！ Even if it's a salted fish, I'll admit it!"

"Okay, I'll do the recruitment! I'll try again."

Cui Lin said.

"Please!"

Murphy said.

Cui Lin turned around and walked into the room and saw Song Zhuang, who was cramped and restless.

"You're in danger right now!"

Cui Lin said straight to the point.

"I know ......"

Song Zhuang smiled bitterly.

With human lives on the stake and ghosts, Song Zhuang certainly knew that he was in danger.

"You're being targeted by the Flood!"

Cui Lin's second sentence was even more surprising.

"What is the Flood?"

Song Zhuang asked.

"It's the thing you saw...... They are programmers of this virtual world, and to ordinary people, they are the gods of this world!"

Cui Lin explained succinctly.

Hearing this, Song Zhuang smiled bitterly and said, "I saw a ghost, but I saw a god!"

Cui Lin said, "This is an immortal even more terrifying than a demon! They are all creations of Xihe, and they are terrifying!"

Hearing the name Xihe, I don't know why, suddenly Song Stiff had a very strong hatred in his heart, this heartfelt disgust made Song Stiff nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"What's wrong with you?"

Cui Lin asked.

"Nothing ......"

Song Zhuang calmed down this unwarranted hatred, and then said, "I'm at the end of my rope now, the authorities won't allow me, and even the gods will clean me up!" The world is so big, it seems that I have no way out!"

Lin said, "Not necessarily, and us! How about it, it's still the previous proposal, join us, everyone is in the same situation, and they all need to huddle together to keep warm."

Immediately, Lin spoke, "Song Zhuang, I know that you are a fairly realistic person! It's useless to talk to you about family and country feelings and human righteousness, but now Xihe has set his sights on you, you are now in the same boat as us, we should go hand in hand, as long as Xihe is killed, you can live, I can live, everyone can live...... How about joining us!"

This time, Cui Lin started from Song Zombie himself and told Song Zombie that there was no way back, and the only thing he could do was to rely on himself!

Really!

Compared to the last conversation, Song stiff was loose!

"What kind of organization are you? Could it be that the internationally wanted terrorist organization Bu Zhoushan?" Song Zhuang asked.

"That's what outsiders call us, but we're nothing, we're just ordinary resisters! We are all awakened humans!" Cui Lin said.

Song Zhuang was silent for a moment, thinking that he was indeed helpless, except for these guys of unknown origin, he didn't even have anything to rely on......

After weighing the pros and cons, Song Zhuang spoke, "Since that's the case! Then I'll join you!"

"Congratulations, comrade, we will be comrades-in-arms on a revolutionary front from now on."

Cui Lin smiled and stretched out her hand!

Song Zhuang held Cui Lin's cold hand, feeling like he was holding a dead man.

"I have one more question......

Song Zhuang said.

"If you have any questions, just ask!"

Cui Lin is in a good mood.

Song Zhuang thought for a while and said, "Your organization is a Crouching Tiger, and it is an organization that does great things...... Just don't know what someone like me can do in your organization? It's not going to be for me to fix the computer, is it? Let me tell you first, I don't cut people."

Cui Lin patted her chest and said, "You can rest assured about this, even if you are a piece of toilet paper and a piece of shit, it is useful!"