——The influence of the game world on players is being eliminated, the fading of memories and emotions is completed, the extraction of first-person memory is completed... the blurring of dreams is completed... and players are beginning to be awakened!

Zhang Jin opened his eyes, and what he saw was the ceiling of his bedroom. The afterglow of the setting sun poured in from the window, reflecting an orange color on the bedside wall. The wind blew the wind chimes hanging in the window, making a crisp and ethereal sound.

He took a deep breath, sat up from the bed, and looked around. Everything was exactly the same as before he entered the game. He took the mobile phone on the bedside table, and the time displayed on it was less than an hour since he entered the game. And above

Compared with a game, the actual time spent this time is really much less.

By the way, why are the rewards for clearing the game not displayed?

Zhang Jin was a little confused and was about to open the system to check when the cell phone in his hand suddenly rang. The caller displayed on the screen was Lei Qiu, his best friend and former partner.

"Hey, Qiuzi, what's going on?"

"Brother Jin, I have good news for you. Our company's project has gone bankrupt! Haha, are you happy? Are you happy?"

"..." Zhang Jin's mouth twitched, "I have resigned, it has nothing to do with me, but you are still in the company, and the company's projects have failed and you can't make any money. Are you so happy?"

"Hey, I don't like hearing what you say. If it weren't for that bastard Zhai Jian who set you up, could you have resigned? Would this project have been exploited if it was left in your hands? I said it a long time ago, Mr. Zhai

He's just a bitch. He's good at fighting for power and altruistically, but he's not the material to do projects! Now that the project has gone bad, the head office is furious. This grandson must pack up and get out. I'm calling you just to ask you, is he leaving?

Now, can you come back?"

"Return? Why? I had such a stalemate with the company over that project. Even if they wanted me, I didn't want to go back." Zhang Jin refused.

"Then what are you going to do about the matter between you and Su Jianhong? Just keep running away like this? It's been a year. If you have any anger or dissatisfaction, you should put it aside and find a time to sit down and have a good chat? This year I

I'm keeping an eye on her for you, she's not with that grandson of Zhai Jian!" Lei Qiu said.

"It has nothing to do with me who she is with. Let me tell you again, the relationship between her and I is just that of master and apprentice, only public and not private!" Zhang Jin said a little irritably.

"Okay, okay, you two have nothing to do with each other. Then you, the master, just watch your apprentice get fired by the company? After you left, in order to save the project, she had no choice but to go to hell with Zhai Jian. This year

No matter how much hardship she endured and how many people talked behind her back, she survived. It’s not easy for a girl.”

"Isn't it easy for her to be alone? How do you think I've lived this year!" Zhang Jin suddenly lost his temper, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up the phone!"

"No, no, no, last thing. I have submitted my resignation application and plan to open my own studio. Are you interested in becoming a founding partner together?"

"Not interested!" After saying that, Zhang Jin hung up the phone directly.

Throwing the phone aside, Zhang Jin got out of bed and made himself a cup of cappuccino. He sat on the computer chair and turned on the computer. After pondering for a while, he clicked on Tencent Video's "Jingjue Ancient City" and listened to the show.

The voice in the game, close your eyes and think about what happened in the game.

I always feel like something is not quite right.

…

Ma Dexing was walking in the alley with his briefcase, and the lights came and went. It looked a little scary, but he was used to street lights with poor contact like this.

"Hello."

"Oh! I'm scared to death! Who are you?"

The sudden sound and the figure appearing in the darkness startled the absent-minded Ma Dexing!

"Sorry, I scared you. The lighting here is really bad. I'm here to find someone. Do you recognize the person in the photo?"

Ma Dexing pushed up his glasses and looked at the photo carefully under the dim street light: "Hey, isn't this Comrade Zhang? He went to Xinjiang for archeology with the archaeological team. Who are you and what do you want to see him for?"

"Hello, my name is Shirley Yang. The archaeological team you are talking about is the one led by Professor Chen Jiuren. I am the sponsor. We just returned to Beijing today."

"Hello, you are the Chinese-American Miss Yang." Ma Dexing suddenly realized, "But I don't have Comrade Zhang's contact information. I only know that he lives in the Beijing Hotel. You can go there to find him."

"I'm not looking for him, I'm specifically looking for you." Shirley Yang said with a smile.

"What do you want from me, Miss Yang?"

"I want to see what he sent you today."

"I have been busy at work today and I just came home." Ma Dexing said as he took Shirley Yang into the courtyard and walked towards his house. He opened the door and saw delicious food on the dining table in the living room. He turned his head to both sides.

The house shouted, "Xiao Cui, I'm back, let's eat!"

No one responded.

"Strange, where are the people?" Ma Dexing muttered, put down his briefcase, turned around and smiled, "Miss Yang, if you don't mind, why don't you stay and have dinner together?"

"No, I'm in a hurry. Can you let me see something?"

Ma Dexing nodded: "No problem. My wife should have put away the things Comrade Zhang sent during the day. If they are ordinary things, they are usually placed on the top of the cabinet. Hey, no? Those are more expensive things. Put them on the top of the cabinet.

……wait for me a while."

Ma Dexing walked into the bedroom and took out a backpack from the secret compartment in the closet. It was a little heavy to hold. He curiously opened the zipper of the backpack and saw a delicate silver pot and a few gold coins inside.

Working for the Cultural Relics Bureau for many years has greatly improved his eyesight. If this kind of ancient item is not a fake, it must be a national treasure-level cultural relic.

Why would Comrade Xiao Zhang send him such a thing! Why did this Miss Yang find herself?

Ma Dexing's mind was a little confused.

"Have you found anything, Director Ma?" Shirley Yang's voice sounded from behind.

"Lao Ma, Lao Ma! Are you there, Lao Ma?" Neighbor Aunt Cai knocked on the door, but when no one responded, she opened the door and walked inside. After searching the two rooms on the left and right, she found no one.

"Hey, I heard the sound just now, but why didn't I see anyone? This old horse likes to disappear just like his wife."

Zhang Jin was suddenly awakened by an impassioned speech. He calmed down and picked up the cup, only to find that the coffee inside had been finished.

On the computer screen, Jingjue Ancient City has been played from the first episode to the twentieth episode. In the play, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan are reciting the song "Salute to the Warriors of the Third World War".

As he listened, Zhang Jin suddenly frowned, looked at the cup in his hand, and then called up the system. Suddenly, the feeling that something was wrong in his heart became even stronger.

Even if coffee is not refreshing, it should be hypnotic. There is no choice in the system about rewards for completing the level.
Chapter completed!