Qiu Li also released the little group in the "Spirit Pet Chess", and at the same time invited the little group.

Akiri returned to her own turf, and her heart finally settled down.

"Huh" Xiao Tuanzi stretched out his front paws to pat the little turtle's head, but Qiu Li grabbed the back of the neck, picked it up and threw it into the hall, "Go, play by yourself." ”

Xiao Tuanzi jumped to the window and looked at the sea and reef outside, and suddenly his interest increased, and he climbed directly from the third floor along the outer wall to the sand, and slipped along the corner of the wall, and the figure could not be seen.

Qiu Li comforted Yun Niang and said:

"The little turtle is here, you can get along with it slowly." Qiu Li is very considerate of her feelings, Yun Niang's body is a turtle, and when she sees her kind, she will inevitably think of her deceased family.

Qiu Li led Yun Niang to tell her how to use the equipment in the bathroom, and how to watch the multimedia TV in the living room, although the TV has no signal, but a large number of TV series are stored on the hard disk.

These videos show the life mode of modern people, and have a good demonstration of Yun Niang's quick understanding of modern society.

In addition, there are the fashion magazines in the lobby for waiting guests.

Yun Niang opened it casually, and quickly closed it again, and the roots of her ears were red.

Akiri glanced at it, it was a summer issue.

She took out a set of her pajamas and handed them to Yun Niang, "This is for sleeping, take a good rest today, and tomorrow I will take you to the market to buy and buy, buy clothes, and then we will go to the stall to sell watermelons." ”

Yun Niang shook off her pajamas, a little disgusted, this is a cute cartoon model, it looks a little childish.

Yun Niang went to take a bath.

Akiri walked to the front of the red ghost's office, the door was open, she opened it, looked at it, and closed it again.

This is the territory of the red ghost, she misses the greedy red ghost clone a little, and she knows in her heart that she will never see her again in the future.

She sighed, walked to the window, and looked at the blue sea, and occasionally saw a sailboat running away, bending in the sea and returning with the wind.

The salty smell of the sea wafted over, and she leaned down in front of the window and took a deep breath.

At the moment, there was no one around, she opened the game interface and clicked on the forum.

A revenge post caught her attention.

[Can the grudges in the dungeon be avenged in the real world?] 】

[The ambiguity of the game is set to protect the information of real players from being leaked, but someone actually used props to collect all the information of the victim and found the victim in the real world!] It also caused a tragedy! 】

The first floor replied: [Woe to your family! 】

The second floor replied: [It's too ruthless, this behavior must be exposed.] 】

The third floor replied: [This is offending people hard, let the bullets fly again......]

Anonymous reply on the fourth floor: [Weakly ask, what is the fuzzy setting? ] I'm a newcomer......]

The fifth floor replied to the fourth floor: [What about the liar, intermediate forum, you said you are a newcomer? 】

Qiu Li didn't expect this post to be instantly pinned, she touched her nose, and couldn't think of a way to go back and forth to the fifth floor for a while.

Akiri is the newcomer who incarnates on the fourth floor.

The sixth floor reverts to the fourth floor: [The fuzzy setting is that the player you remember in the game, after returning to the main star, will forget his (her) appearance, and only remember the name, so the pseudonym is very important, and the names in the game are random, which is also a protective measure. 】

The fourth floor replied anonymously to the sixth floor: [Thank you for your advice, is it possible that the same name is used every time you enter a different copy?] 】

The sixth floor replied to the fourth floor: [Impossible, anyway, there is no player with the same name, you are talking about the name of the forum, right?] The forum name is unique, after all, it costs a lot of points to change. 】

The fourth floor replied anonymously to the sixth floor: [Thank you, I asked about the forum ......]

She could only confuse the public, and she vaguely felt that this matter could not be said.

I use the same name in every dungeon, is it a bug in the game?

She opens the settings section of the game interface.

There are a lot of clauses in the settings, and she pulled it all the way to the bottom column, and then she saw a line of small print:

[Occupation name, appearance options: 1, random; 2. Designation (payment); 3. fixing; 】

She looked at the third one and ticked it off.

For the first time, she felt like she was about to catch up on her brain.

She ticked the first option and removed the third option.

She went back to the forum and found that the post had been topped to the front page again.

Someone got back to her.

The 7th floor replied anonymously to the 4th floor: [I'm afraid it's not the name of the forum you said, because I have the same confusion as you.] 】

Qiu Li thought to herself, sure enough, there are players in this world who need to replenish their brains just like themselves.

She smiled and replied anonymously to the seventh floor: [Take a look at the last clause set, maybe there will be a surprise. 】

After a while, the seventh floor anonymously replied to the fourth floor: [Screenshot, you see, what's the use.] 】

Qiu Li took a look at his screenshot: [Professionals can pay to buy props to change their appearance or name, default: fixed. 】

Qiu Li was stunned, and the screenshot had been revoked.

Someone immediately replied to the seventh floor.

The eighth floor replied anonymously to the seventh floor: [Professional? Is it a new Player Title? 】

The ninth floor replied to the seventh floor: [Same question.] 】

The tenth floor replied to the seventh floor: [Look at my screenshots, how is it different from you?] 】

Qiu Li clicked on the picture, [In order to protect player information, the player's name and appearance are random, occasionally specific characters, and gender may be changed, please be aware.] 】

The eleventh floor replied to the tenth floor: [This is the normal version of yours, and so am I.] 】

12th floor to 10th floor: [+1]

The building was built higher and higher, and the previous seventh floor had disappeared.

Moments later, Akiri received a message.

She clicked to open, and the other party applied for a friend anonymously, and the application read: [Hello on the fourth floor, I am on the seventh floor, and after passing the friend, our nickname will be automatically displayed. 】

Akiri replied: [I don't like people who hide their heads and tails. 】

The other party was silent for a while, and sent a request again: [I can tell you my profession. 】

Qiu Li replied: [? 】

The other party replied: [Murderer, my profession is a murderer. 】

Qiu Li was stunned, her hand hung in the air, and she didn't know how to reply to him for a while.

Yun Niang's voice came from behind him, "Qiu Li, I've washed it, you go wash it." ”

Qiu Li turned her head, and Yun Niang stood in the living room, her face flushed, and her hair was wet and fell to her waist.

The clothes she was wearing were her own cartoon pajamas, and she looked several years younger, Qiu Li turned off the game interface and walked over with a smile, "Little friend, I'll teach you how to use a hair dryer." ”

After such a while, Yun Niang has become accustomed to the magical energy of electricity.

She stood in the living room and blew her hair, Akiri hugged her pajamas and walked into the bathroom, the heat in the bathroom had not yet dissipated, with a warm smell.

She looked at the blurry mirror, and her mind returned to the text message from the seventh floor.

[Occupation: Murderer.] 】

The seventh floor is like himself, he is also an NPC.

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