[Really!? Is the anchor really Su Mu? 】

A new player has asked curious questions, and is ready to open the forums at any time.

[Fake, the anchor's name is Tang Jie, if it was Su Mu's boss, he would have admitted it himself. 】

[Why don't you suspect that Tang Jie is the name of the character in the copy? After all, there are many worlds that inherit identity in a general single-player dungeon. 】

[If the anchor was really Su Mu's boss, I'm afraid he would have admitted it a long time ago, and he had already pointed it out when we denied it, but the anchor didn't. ] 】

A barrage retorted that before, when Su Mu didn't continue, some players in the live broadcast room thought that he was not Su Mu.

[Besides, how can any of the known super-qualified anchors look so approachable, aren't they all born with a bit of arrogance? ] 】

At this time, the number of people in Mosaic's live broadcast room did not decrease much, but the topic of who Su Mu was.

After all, he was the only fourth superqualified person among more than 100,000 players, and the topic of Su Mu was still being discussed endlessly for three days.

Some people say that Su Mu is a peerless ruthless person who kills people without blinking, and some people say that Su Mu is a gentle mind-type player, but someone in the forum anonymously said that he was a player of Su Mu's same copy, but he soon stopped posting.

At this moment, in the luxurious personal space, Brother Long was sipping tea slowly, and at this moment, his personal light screen showed a live broadcast room full of mosaics.

Sending out the message to be sent, Brother Long looked at the union players who had just entered.

"How, how many players are involved in the opening?"

"That's almost 5,000 players participating! The odds of the live broadcast room that voted for Su Mu himself reached 1 to 2! ”

Brother Long sighed, but he was a little regretful: "It's a pity, it's gold that always shines, even if the specific information of the superqualified person is covered up, there are still many people who hit the real Su Mu, it's a pity." ”

"But it's not bad, if it weren't for the fact that there were a few new players with the same performance and even unexpectedly gained skills, I'm afraid there would be more people who hit Su Mu."

"Bet on it, and the 5,000 points that will be made up will be considered a small profit."

Brother Long said loudly.

If you press too much, the odds will come down.

"That..... Brother Long, in case Su Mu himself knows about this... Will it ....."

The players at the bottom are a little worried, after all, they are using a super-qualified person to make a fuss, although it does not harm the other party's interests.......

"Or.... We're looking for a chance to get a follow-up volume to get rid of him in the next dungeon? ”

Looking at Brother Long's solemn face, the player below hesitated for a moment, and suggested with a ruthless face.

"Kill you big-headed ghost!"

Brother Long was stunned, and when he heard the words of his subordinates, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly scolded.

"You don't want to live, I want to live."

Not to mention the extremely deterrent name of the Superior Person, just because he watched Su Mu's live broadcast from the beginning, it basically made him completely break this idea.

There were several Su Mu's performances that made him feel extremely strange, and Su Mu suddenly became extremely mysterious in his heart.

The moon cup floating on Su Mu's shoulder, according to Brother Long's vicious eyes, is very likely to be a C-level or above prop.

Other players didn't pay attention, but he did, when Su Mu got out of the illusion, that lamp had just been unentangled with Tang Kexin.

So, is it that during the time that Su Mu fell into the illusion, it was the time when the lamp was dragging Tang Kexin?

Props with a sense of self-protection..... Tut.

What's more, he still couldn't understand how Su Mu got out of the illusion.

He didn't believe that the second floor was the exit as said in the barrage, so Tang Kexin had to hurriedly make a move on Su Mu.

What's more, he thinks it's very likely that Su Mu's ability has unraveled this illusion.

"Wait for Su Mu to come out, give him half of the income he obtained, I believe he will almost accept it."

Brother Long waved his hand, and motioned to his subordinates a little helplessly.

It's time for the union to popularize not only the copy world survival guide, but also the guide to dealing with people, and I really can't learn how to be stable at all.

Otherwise, I am really afraid that one person will die, and all will suffer.

After his subordinates left their personal space, Brother Long sat on a chair and looked at the live broadcast room that had been mosaic.

"Is his ability really just a rule-based ability similar to a rebound? Or a talent trait that has not yet been known. ”

..........

Adjusting a suitable posture, Su Mu emptied his mind, and for a long time, at this moment, Su Mu was lying on the small bed in the bedroom with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep, and the moon lamp also dissipated and the light was put aside next to Su Mu.

The moonlight was shining outside the window, but there was very little moonlight shining into the room, and more light came from the computer that was keeping it on.

After simply carrying out the fraudulent reality of deep sleep, Su Mu's surface consciousness had indeed entered sleep.

In the silence of the room, a faint and almost silent footsteps appeared in the room, but quickly dissipated, as if it had accidentally touched the ground and then quickly lifted.

Su Mu's breathing was smooth and his expression relaxed, as if he was extremely comfortable.

However, this was not the case in the deep consciousness of his mind at the moment.

At this moment, it is better to take advantage of the fraudulent reality, in the case of falling into a deep sleep, he has his own lucid dreaming alone, so as to accept the message of I.

"Sure enough, a presence came in, but I couldn't find out the specific appearance, and the other party looked at you and seemed to be rummaging for something."

"He's put a sleeping curse on you, but I've stopped it."

The voice of the I. appeared in Su Mu's mind, and Su Mu on the bed did not react, but it was different from just now, but fell into a state of consciousness, and kept communicating with the I. in his mind.

"It's possible that I'm looking for the bead that Feng Daqiang's father gave me today, but I'm just guessing, I didn't expect someone to come."

Su Mu kept his heart rate steady and breathed evenly.

After a few minutes, the churning sound in my ears slowly faded away, as if the man had not found what he was looking for and left.

"The other party seems to have noticed me, so in order not to startle the snake, I will first disconnect the communication with you in my mind."

The solemn voice of the I. was finally heard, and there was no life.

Su Mu was silent for a moment, but he was a little surprised, was it possible for the other party to perceive the sound transmission technique of the I. number? In this way, it is somewhat interesting.

The silent room was silent, and while it was clear, Su Mu, who was in the same position, felt a little bored.

"It's silent, let me guess what that guy is doing."

Seeing that the I. was silent, Su Mu whispered in his mind.

"If I'm not mistaken."

"Watching me....."