A Race to The Top

Outside Qiwang Town, Ling Xiaolu was guiltily explaining to Lu Jiu the fact that the lamb chops had long wings and flew away, and a dark shadow fell from the sky.

Ling Xiaolu was shocked: "Be careful!"

His reminder was obviously superfluous. Sombra’s huge sword slashed towards the dove, but a cloud of black smoke was scattered. This person was a fake, but the real dove appeared quietly behind the assailant. Just a shot can let him release the ghost.

"Wait a minute!" Ling Xiaolu saw the person's face clearly, and hurriedly stopped, "He is my friend!"

Yujiu's hand stayed only one centimeter away from Ji Meng. He also wore a glove similar to a bird's claw on his hand. The nails that popped out during the attack were sharp and poisonous.

"Is he your friend?" Lujiu asked repeatedly.

Ling Xiaolu blurted out in a hurry, whether he wanted it or not, he could only admit it: "Reluctantly...it's...."

"What do you mean by reluctance? Would you tell me again?"

Ji Meng stepped forward to catch Ling Xiaolu, but was persuaded by Lu Jiu's nails, "Don't move."

Ling Xiaolu wants to hit him, you are a bit dying, OK?

Lu Jiu glanced at the top of Jimeng's head: "It seems that you are not as afraid of the golden name as you said."

"What's so scary about Jin Ming? Black names like you should stay away." Ji Meng retorted disdainfully.

"Wow! Brother, don't you say a few words! I'm afraid you will have to raise a sign to express the next sentence!"

"With me, I won't let you move Lubi." Ji Meng ignored Ling Xiaolu's advice, and instead warned Yunjiu.

"Really?" Lu Jiu didn't explain, teasing him deliberately, "What can you do to beat me?"

It was obviously impossible to win him, and Ji Meng suddenly thought of the purpose of chasing him.

"What is his bounty? I'll double it for you!"

"You are crazy! That's two million!" Ling Xiaolu shouted.

"Okay, take your hand away, and I will give you four million."

Ling Xiaolu: "What???"

Ji Meng squinted at him disgustingly: "But who would give you two million rewards if they were full?"

"Why don't you say that someone who is full will redeem me with four million?!"

There was a chuckle from under the mask, the nails retracted, and the person took a step back.

"I now know why you are not afraid of him. Since your friend is here, I will leave first."

The dove disappeared, turned into a group of crows, and hula scattered.

Ji Meng didn't understand: "Why did he leave without money?"

"Where are you listening to the rumors? Ten big men besieged me, if it weren't for the monk dove, I would have died a long time ago."

"Then stay away from him. This guy has anti-social personality. How can normal people take pleasure in killing people in games."

"The real society is under heavy pressure, so people have some unusual hobbies in the virtual world? Really."

Ji Meng strode to Ling Xiaolu and looked at him several times from head to toe.

"And you, how long have I been offline, do you dare to have more things on your head?"

"What's the matter? Just allow your head to shine, not mine."

"Bling?" Ji Meng despised, "Are you a reward?"

"No, no," Ling Xiaolu shook his finger, "That was half an hour ago, now I am-Shang, Dao!"

He looked like he was owed, causing Ji Meng to pretend to slash him.

Ling Xiaolu pointed at himself angrily: "You still have to take a knife to cut me? Why don't you ask me who was the reward for?"

Ji Meng put the sword down: "Who is offering you a reward?"

"The lines are wrong, you should follow my words and ask, who is the reward for being offered?"

"Who did you offer a reward?"

"..." Ling Xiaolu accepted, "Forget it, let me tell you, it's Dad Kou."

Ji Meng didn't believe it: "Dou Kou is actually willing to spend money to offer you a reward?"

"What is he reluctant to spend your money?"

"Why is it my money again?"

"You promised to fight with them and ran away again, owing them a million, do you remember?"

Ji Meng thought about it for a moment: "Oh, it seems that there is such a thing."

"Everyone in the whole server has seen it, don't want to go wrong!"

"Who is squandering? I just forgot." Ji Meng thought about it and was not very angry. "Also, who has been helping people who offer rewards to speak, which side are you on?"

"Of course I am on the side of justice, and there is absolutely no favoritism for relatives and friends!"

Ji Meng was originally angrily, but his face gradually eased after hearing these words: "What did you just say? Say it again."

"I said I was on the side of justice."

"Next sentence."

"There is no favoritism for relatives and friends."

"Well, then," Ji Meng said with complacency, "It's about your consideration of me as a relative and friend, and I won't care about you."

Ling Xiaolu:...

Ji Meng put a snail on the ground, and put a smaller box on the snail's back.

"What is this?" Ling Xiaolu asked.

"Postman. Have you sent pet mail?"

Ling Xiaolu knew that "Linglong" also had this function, but he hadn't tried it.

"No, what are you asking it to give away?"

"Of course it's a million, is it possible that I have to pass it to him in person?"

"This, this, such a small box can hold a million?"

Ji Meng suspected that he was making a fuss: "The size of the parcel will definitely change according to the pet. Besides, non-combat pets are not big."

Ling Xiaolu stared at the little guy who was wriggling(?) on the ground: "But you use a snail as a postman, how long does it take to go?"

"That's what's up to me," Ji Meng looked as if it had nothing to do with him. "You can always get there by walking slowly."

As they spoke, the snail wriggled forward for another half a meter.

"Are you sure it won't lose the box? What if it is picked up by a passerby?"

"Don't worry, it will get lost at most and won't lose a piece."

"Where is this reassuring?!"

Ji Meng lazily pressed her earlobe: "Wait for me to tell you there."

Ji Meng: Yes?

Dou Kou: Do you dare to go online? Why did you run away again after saying a good duel?

Ji Meng: Let me lose the line, the money has been sent to you.

Dou Kou: When did you send it? Why didn't I receive it.

Ji Meng looked down at the snail's wagging tail.

Ji Meng: Ah, it's been out for a while.

Ji Meng: But the postman crawls slowly, you'd better stay still, lest it has to change direction after climbing halfway.

Dou Kou: Climbing slowly? ? What on earth did you use to send it?

Ji Meng: Snail.

Dou Kou:? ? ?

Dou Kou: (!) Ji Meng, you actually sent me an email with a snail? ?

System prompt: You have been added to the blacklist by the user and cannot send private messages.

Dou Kou: (!) Damn!

System prompt: You have been added to the blacklist by the user and cannot send private messages.

After solving a problem, Ji Meng took Ling Xiaolu's arm and pulled him up to town without any explanation.

"Now go and sell your tatters to me."

"Tattered? It's obviously you who ran away with money, OK?"

"Me? Roll your money? Are you embarrassed to call money?" Ji Meng vomited mercilessly, "Did you know that I almost called the police when I opened the package online?"

"Great, the police caught you, a liar who ran away with money!"

Ji Meng stopped abruptly, and asked afterwards, "There is something wrong with this town, why is there no one in the town?"

"Probably they were all scared away by the dove."

"Look, everyone knows to run, so you go up in a foolish manner."

"I…"

If it weren't for not being able to beat him, I really want to beat him.

Ji Meng wanted to sell the tattered pieces and take Ling Xiaolu to buy the baby, but his plan was disrupted by running away.

"When you run out, follow me to the next town."

"Why? I have something to go offline."

"You went offline as soon as I went online, did you deliberately?" Ji Meng ran back from his uncle's table early in order to go online as soon as possible.

"I want to call."

"You can also make phone calls in the game."

"I want to go to the rooftop to make a video call."

"What video call is going to be made on the rooftop? Are you going to jump off the building live?"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

He had to tell the truth: "My parents work on the ship, and my mom cares about me. They call me on video every Friday night."

"Oh," Ji Meng seemed to believe, "What role does the rooftop play?"

"They fly around the earth once a day. At 21:37, they are the closest to my home in a straight line. I get closer to the rooftop. Rounding up is equivalent to meeting each other."

"..." Ji Meng couldn't fault it, "Go ahead, I'm waiting for you here."

Ling Xiaolu wanted to ask him if you have nothing else to do, but time is running out, so he hurriedly read the off-line.

As soon as he was about to go out, Ling Xiaolu remembered the collar around his neck, and hurriedly turned back and took a scarf around him.

His dazzling mother—in fact, as long as you are not blind, you can see it—sure enough to question this unusual behavior:

"What do you do with a scarf in summer?"

"At night, the typhoon is strong, so I am afraid of blowing."

My mother was a little surprised: "My son who graduated from high school has started to keep in good health?"

"Is it a preparatory college student? It sounds more mature."

"Mature? I haven't asked what happened to the yellow hair you dyed."

"This," Ling Xiaolu got close to the camera, showing off his hair specially, "I just dyed it yesterday, isn't it handsome?"

"Like the poodle raised by the neighbor next door when you were young."

"...Mom, this is a popular color among young people."

"Young people are not afraid to go out at night to see the wind."

Yes, I can't tell her!

The mother and son talked for ten minutes. Ling Xiaolu confessed that he was going back to play games, because he knew that even if he said to go back to school, his mother would not believe it.

When he went online again, Ling Xiaolu found that Ji Meng's position had not changed, and he actually stayed in place to wait for him.

It was just that Ji Meng himself was the only one when he went offline. Now there is a huge flying dragon lying there. Ji Meng is sitting on the ground leaning on the dragon, holding food in his hand, teasing his short leg to jump high.

It was still a familiar scene, and the familiar aunt smiled.

Ling Xiaolu did not expose himself for the first time, but secretly observed such Ji Meng for a while, thoughtfully.

Or Ji Meng found him first: "What are you doing over there? Why don't you scream when you go online."

Ling Xiaolu slowly swayed over and squatted down beside him.

"I was observing you just now, and you reminded me of one of my junior high school classmates."

"What's wrong with him? Very handsome?"

"Neither handsome nor ugly, with good grades, and no small report, but no classmates play with him."

"Why? Cold violence on campus?"

"Because he is the son of a very fierce bald training dean in our school. Although everyone has no objection to him, they think of his dad when they see him, and they stay away without knowing it."

"Naive." Ji Meng commented politely.

"Junior high school students, how mature they can be, the point is... I see you as if I saw him. Hey," Ling Xiaolu poked him, "Do you usually have no friends in the game? Baby play."

"Yes, do you?" Ji Meng was a little flustered, "what's wrong with playing with the baby? Isn't the baby fun?"

Ling Xiaolu sat down on the ground: "But that classmate has no choice. Why don't you want to play with the real name? It's the real name and the golden name, so it's almost a matter of writing on your face, even if you know you have everything. Nothing wrong, but we mortals are biased if they can't stop us?"

"You know you are annoying."

Ling Xiaolu: …How can this guy be at the same level as Linglong!

Ji Meng was extremely silent for a moment: "I'm happy to use my real name, and it's not without friends. It's just that those people don't leave their husbands and don't want to play with them."

Ling Xiaolu extracted useful information from this sentence: "You mean, when someone calls your husband, you don't want to play with them?"

"Almost. Would you like to make frivolous friends?"

Ling Xiaolu's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Is that if I call your husband, you will despise me too?"

Unexpectedly, this was actually a way to get rid of Ji Meng.

Ji Mengweiton: "I don't know, you try?"

Ling Xiaolu shook Ji Meng's arm in the sweetest and most disgusting tone he could think of, and said coquettishly: "Husband~ Let's play together~~"

"Row."

Ling Xiaolu:...

He threw away Ji Meng's arm angrily: "Who are you? You deserve to have no friends!"

Ji Meng suppressed a smile and pulled Ling Xiaolu up from the ground: "Go, go to the next town."

"What are you doing?" Ling Xiaolu was not angry, but he still stood up obediently.

"Buy a baby."

"What's the matter, so many babies are not enough for you to play?"

"Don't you think I don't have a land mount? You just pick it for me."

"I just said casually, are you so serious?"

Hearing this, Ji Meng turned his head, and the corner of his mouth ticked: "After all, it is the opinion of one of my few friends in this game. How can I not care about it?"

"Hey!" Ling Xiaolu was convinced, "Ji Meng, you really shouldn't use your real name, so hurry up and buy a prop to change your name. I will help you with the new name, it's Ji Mo!"