A Race to The Top

"Who let you in?"

Such Ji Meng is unfamiliar, at least to Ling Xiaolu, since the first day the two met, whether Ji Meng was furious or mocking him, he had never used such a cold attitude towards him.

Although Ling Xiaolu knew well, this kind of Ji Meng was his usual attitude towards others.

However, he didn't know that Ji Meng began to regret it as soon as he finished speaking. When he saw someone breaking in, he blurted out that sentence subconsciously.

But after Ling Xiaolu turned around and showed a bewildered expression, he realized that he might have said too much.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"Sorry, I shouldn't come in without permission..."

Two people spoke at the same time and stopped abruptly at the same time. It seemed that there was a volume switch in the air. Someone slapped it open and closed it with a slap.

The freezing atmosphere eased a lot in an instant.

There was a kind of power in Mingming that prompted Ji Meng to walk into this room that he hadn't dared to face for days.

All the furnishings are the same, the room is full of the breath of that person, but people can't find the clues of its existence.

Most of the pictures on the wall are incomplete, just like a very poor novice photographer, taking pictures always can't grasp the center of the composition.

"I was impulsive just now," Ji Meng once again apologized to Ling Xiaolu, "This is my friend's room, but he is now...not here anymore."

Ji Meng's gaze scanned the exhibits one by one.

"He has the habit of collecting things, everything here is his collection, although most of them have no practical value."

What Ji Meng wanted to explain was that he didn't want others to come in because the things here were expensive.

But Ling Xiaolu wanted to complain, why is it useless? Everything in it is his meticulously accumulated memories, okay!

"Really?" He said deliberately, "I think this statue is pretty cute."

Ji Meng didn't know if the statue was cute, he only remembered that it was a sad story, and the word cute was not close.

"This is the reward for the first time I did the task with him. I still remember that after he finished the task, he angrily sent ninety-nine blades to the planner."

The corner of Ji Meng's mouth raised an imperceptible smile.

How about a sad story? Because of the existence of someone, the sad story also has an ending that is reminiscent of smiling involuntarily.

Ling Xiaolu cautiously asked, "Is that friend important to you?"

On the surface, this seems to be a question that cares about Ji Meng. Substituting his own identity, you will find that this is actually a shameless question.

Ji Meng replied after a long while: "Yes, he is very special to me."

"Then what kind of person is he?" Ling Xiaolu asked while the iron was hot, while he was ready to be praised.

Ji Meng hesitated: "He is mischievous and troublesome. No matter where he goes, he can make trouble and feel uneasy."

Ling Xiaolu:...

Which one of these is a beautiful word? Does Ji Meng misunderstand his character?

Why does it sound to him that the Ling Xiaolu described by Ji Meng is completely a stranger? Would deleting the number even alter the memory of others?

He didn't know how many eyes rolled secretly behind Ji Meng, but he heard the other party say--

"He is the first friend I know in this game and the most important person to me."

Ling Xiaolu didn't take his eyes back, and was moved by the unbearable sadness in Ji Meng's tone. He was such a person without a stand.

"It's a pity..." Ji Meng raised his head slightly, "He is so important to me, but I can't even remember his appearance."

Ling Xiaolu:...

He looked at Ji Meng's lonely back, and wanted to give him a hug from behind like that day.

"Don't be too sad, maybe your friend is in a place you don't know, maybe he is thinking of you too."

Ji Meng turned around and looked at Ling Xiaolu seriously, and he looked more like the disappeared man after putting on a game equipment. He even wondered if he had missed his head too much, and in a daze he saw the two figures overlapping together.

Obviously it is a very routine comforting word, but when he said it, it became very easy to accept, as if Lubi himself was using Ling Xiaolu's mouth to spread a word to him.

I saw Ling Xiaolu slowly raised his index finger to his mouth, and Ji Meng made a "puff" in his heart. Could it be that——

"Shhh—"

Ling Xiaolu did not disappear, but made a silent voice: "Did you hear anything?"

"What's going on?"

Both of them were quiet, and there were intermittent "clicks" sounds in the room, like water droplets hitting the surface of paper.

"Your room is leaking."

Unheard of, Ji: "How is it possible."

Ling Xiaolu looked around and finally found the source of the sound of water in the corner.

But seeing Lei Lulu curled up pitifully in the corner, holding its incomplete photo in both hands, Dou's big tears fell on the surface of the photo drop by drop.

Lei Lulu could cry? That gluttonous and mischievous Lei Lulu shed tears of his friendship with Xiaolubi?

Ling Xiaolu couldn't conceal the look of surprise on his face. If he hadn't seen the two little guys upset in the yard with his own eyes, he would almost believe that these two men were close friends!

Ji Meng hurriedly walked over and picked Lei Lulu, who was sad and weeping, from the corner.

"It must have missed his friend," Ji Meng explained. "Its best friend also left."

Ling Xiaolu squashed his mouth in the same way: "I can understand."

The fawn is so cute, it will be reluctant to be a human (pet).

"Don't think it's just a virtual pet. The staff who made it said that its IQ is about the same as a six-year-old child. If a child loses his playmate, he will certainly feel sad, right?"

Ji Meng gently stroked its back: "Don't cry, Xiaolubi will definitely come back." He lied and coaxed it like a kid.

He didn't mention the name. When he mentioned the name, Lei Lulu burst into tears, as if after a parent told a lie, the child's instinct told him that it was not the truth.

Its sadness comes not only from the incident itself, but also from the deception of the parents. More importantly, when he realized that it was a lie, it meant that it would never happen again.

Fluorescent blue electric current surrounded Lei Lulu crackling, Ji Meng did not feel pain, his arms were numb by the electricity, Lei Lulu took the opportunity to break free and he slipped down.

"Watch out!"

Ji Meng had to remind him, but it was too late. Ling Xiaolu became the second victim. Leilulu's lightning swept over his head, leaving him with only a trace of precarious blood in a novice costume. Almost confessed his first life here.

"What's wrong with him?" Ling Xiaolu asked nervously.

"I don't know, he seems to be out of control. Turn off the pain perception first!"

Ji Meng didn't have time to think that Ling Xiaolu, as a novice, might not know the pain perception function at all. He tried to control or retract Lei Lulu, but it didn't work at all.

"Lei Lulu!" He could only shout, "Stop making trouble!"

Lei Lulu glared at him angrily. Not only did he fail to obey, but instead released a larger lightning bolt. The electric lights flickered in the room, making people mistakenly think this was a horrible scientific experiment site.

"Do you have anything to eat?"

Ling Xiaolu reminded Ji Meng with a word, he took out the pink **** from his backpack.

"Come on, boy, stop making trouble for you to eat."

Lei Lulu, who loves pet meatballs most often, was as expected by the two, and ignored the things in Ji Meng's hands. On the contrary, the current around him became stronger.

"……not good."

"what's happenin?"

Ji Meng threw Ling Xiaolu into the corner and rescued him from the brink of death. The ball lightning released by Lei Lulu exploded in the room one by one, shaking Ling Xiaolu's scalp numb.

"It seems to be out of control, let's get out of here first."

Ji Meng dragged Ling Xiaolu to rush out. At the same time, only hearing a loud "bang", Lei Lulu's suddenly enlarged body broke through the ceiling, knocking a big hole in the roof.

The full body of thunder was released, and the display racks were knocked down and smashed. All kinds of collections fell to the ground in a disorderly manner. The current was constantly refracted and bounced with them as the medium. Every corner of the room was filled with electric light .

"Wait a minute!" Ling Xiaolu swept over something and broke free of Ji Meng's hand.

"Where are you going?!" Ji Meng hurriedly caught, without catching anyone, watching Ling Xiaolu desperately rushing to Lei Lulu's feet. Ji Meng didn’t even want to release his skills. His thunder ball and Lei Lulu collided together. The two huge ball of light faced each other. The surrounding air was distorted by squeezing, forming a powerful aura, combining the photo and the sand. The dust blew and rolled in the air.

Ji Meng pulled Ling Xiaolu out of Lei Lulu's feet at the moment of his death, and the two rushed into the yard, and the huge building collapsed behind them.

"Are you crazy!" After landing, Ji Meng grabbed Ling Xiaolu's shoulder and shouted, "What did you rush to do?"

Ling Xiaolu stretched out his hands with lingering fear, revealing the guard statue he had spared his life to save.

"Didn't you say that this is a souvenir of your first mission, and it is important to you?"

Ji Meng was suddenly speechless.

"Isn't this a game? It won't really die, but I'm not sure if it will be trampled."

Ji Meng silently accepted with a complicated mood: "Thank you."

Ling Xiaolu pointed to the back, indicating that the matter was not over yet.

"What about that?"

The complete Lei Lulu destroyed Ji Meng's house, and it seemed that it was not enough to vent its inner dissatisfaction. He jumped out of the ruins, looked around, and finally ran away aiming at one direction.

"No, you can't let it go to a crowded place to destroy it!"

Without thinking about it, Ji Meng summoned the dragon, and skillfully took Ling Xiaolu's waist and jumped onto the dragon's back, as if this action had been rehearsed hundreds of times.

The dragon flapped its wings and took off on the spot.

"We have to get it back!"

Leilulu's legs are short or short, but he ran so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't even keep up with the pet radar.

Ji Meng had to manipulate the flying dragon, chasing it in the direction where it disappeared, while constantly paying attention to the ground.

Ling Xiaolu was also looking around nervously, raising his head unexpectedly and startled.

"Your name is black!"

Needless to say, Ji Meng had also discovered that since then, his virtual panel started to pop up frantically killing messages. Lei Lulu looked like he had already begun to kill and kill, and its murderous value was all accumulated on Ji Meng, and soon broke through the black name boundary.

"It doesn't matter, this is easy to solve." Ji Meng has no time to use the potion. The most urgent thing is to stop Lei Lulu from running out of control.

But there must be a reason for killing so many people in a short time.

Ling Xiaolu's eyes lit up: "Where is the most densely populated place around here?"

Ji Meng thought for a moment, his face changed.

"There will be performances in Jingzhe City tonight, and many people will come and watch it."

This is a novel event planned by Xinshan, inviting the famous virtual idol group to cooperate with the game to hold an exclusive concert in Jingzhe City.

Not only the original players in the game, but also fans of the women's group will also use experience peripherals and go online to support idols. These are all brand new trumpets, no wonder Lei Lulu harvested so much murderous value in a short time.

Ji Meng controlled the dragon and flew to Jingzhe City at the speed of light. Before he arrived, he saw lightning and thunder over Jingzhe City from a distance. Many players in costumes for the concert rushed out of the city.

"Lei Lulu!" Ji Meng found the culprit, and the performance stage had been destroyed so badly, "Bring me back!"

Lei Lulu desperately resisted by using the mandatory command to accept pets. The thunder exploded one after another, covering the sky and the sun like a real cultivator.

This concert was originally a live broadcast on the whole server. Those who did not come to the scene were full of doubts and asked crazy questions in the barrage.

——Isn't this my husband's Lei Lulu? How come out of the massacre in the middle of the concert?

——Prince Ji is in the sky! Regardless of its yellow fat ball, my goddesses are shocked!

—— Could it be said that Lei Lulu is a black fan of the women's team? This is too illusory!

For the first time, Ji Meng felt the embarrassment that even the baby could not control. He could only touch his fingers together and made a gesture similar to a triangle, and the palm of his hand began to shine.

"What are you doing?" Ling Xiaolu asked.

"It's out of control, I can only re-seal it."

seal? Doesn’t that mean turning pets into things like stones, although it can be unblocked, but...

"Does the seal affect the baby?"

"Yes..." Ji Meng is also struggling in his heart. For pets that have been sealed and unsealed, the growth value loss is negligible, but the loyalty will be completely cleared, just like a newly captured wild pet that needs to be cultivated from scratch feeling.

"But now there is no other way. This can be done."

"Wait a minute!" Ling Xiaolu stopped him, "Since it will be sad because its friends leave, it means that it has the same emotions as humans. You also said that it has the same IQ as a six-year-old. Then how do you know, Are these emotions still there after being sealed?"

"If the emotions are still there, but the five senses are deprived, unable to see, hear, and move, and the whole thing is trapped in a stone, what does it feel like?"

Ji Meng is actually even more contradictory. Pets are by no means cold data for him, but the "companion" he has longed for since childhood and drawn on paper. His feelings for pets are far beyond everyone in the game.

"Let me find a way!" Ling Xiaolu shouted behind him.

"What can you do?" Ji Meng didn't think he could do it, but subconsciously expected him to do it.

"You send me down, I want to say a few words to it!"

In a ghostly place below, I went to a newly created trumpet like Ling Xiaolu, and I was at a loss. When I came to a concert by myself, how did it become the cannon fodder for the tribulation of heaven and man, and what is that huge yellow creature?

Ji Meng couldn't bear it again.

"Trust me!" Ling Xiaolu urged. He was not confident, he was just assured that he would not really "die" under the lightning of Lei Lulu.

The flying dragon flicked over Lei Lulu's head, and Ling Xiaolu lightly landed on the roof closest to Lei Lulu.

Many people noticed him on the live broadcast.

--who's that person?

——It looks like a rookie, but did he just jump off Prince Ji’s mount?

--I do not believe! Only that one person is allowed to sit on my husband’s dragon back!

——Not long after the princess was "deleted", did Prince Ji have a new love?

Of course, Ling Xiaolu didn't know that he had only built the number for an hour, and became the focus of the whole server. The thunder and lightning were too loud, and he tried his best to send the voice to Leilulu's ears.

"Lei Lulu! You look at me!"

When Lei Lulu heard this voice, his frantic movements paused for a moment, his expression confused.

"Lei Lulu, listen to me!" Ling Xiaolu was forced to shout in the loudest voice, "I know that my good friend is leaving, it makes you sad!

"But if your friend leaves you, it doesn't mean it has left this world too! Maybe it's just in a place you don't know, watching you silently!"

The thunder sounded a little lower, and Ling Xiaolu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Even if you can't remember what it looks like, you still remember its name, the memories between you and it, and the mood when you get along... these can't be taken away by anyone, and can't be deleted by anyone. Drop!

"Your friends must also hope that you can keep the good parts of your memories. If it changes you positively, you can go on with these changes for the better, instead of closing yourself or even implicating others!"

Lei Lulu lowered her head with some guilty conscience, looked at the countless ghosts and tombstones under her feet, showing an embarrassing expression, like a troublesome child who was reprimanded by his parents and knew that he had done something wrong.

Ji Meng was also in a trance on Long's back. Ling Xiaolu's remarks seemed to be addressed to Lei Lulu as if they were being spoken to himself.

Ling Xiaolu stretched out a hand to Lei Lulu: "And I believe that your friend will definitely come back."

Lei Lulu was silent for a long time, and the thunder and lightning all over the sky finally disappeared. Its body became smaller and smaller under the eyes of everyone, so small that it could rush into Ling Xiaolu's arms with tears in his eyes.

Ling Xiaolu caught it with one hand, pressed it to its ear, and said softly in a voice that no one could hear: "Look, I am coming back now?"