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"This is……"

Jiang Fengyu stared at the pattern on the back of his hand, and an incredible look gradually appeared on his face, "Penguin buckle?"

It’s really very familiar!

Because that black and white pattern is the logo of the mobile phone penguin.

"This birthmark is also unique."

Jiang Fengyu murmured to himself.

Although he vaguely remembered that this body should have no birthmarks?

Subconsciously, he reached out and pressed it gently.

Almost at the same time, a light and sweet voice seemed to sound in my mind: "Starting Mobile Penguin..."

The next moment, Jiang Fengyu was stunned.

On the penguin pattern, a light curtain suddenly appeared. It was exactly the same as the penguin on the mobile phone he often used to chat with in his previous life!

"The legendary Goldfinger?"

This thought came to Jiang Fengyu's mind, and he couldn't help but get excited.

His eyes trembled slightly and he looked at the light curtain carefully.

Soon, the difference was noticed.

"I don't have any friends, nor any discussion groups or chat groups... Hey, no, there is one!"

Jiang Fengyu was shocked to find that there was a chat group in the group column.

[Fantasy novel lovers]!

"This group..."

Jiang Fengyu's mouth twitched slightly.

He remembered that he was invited to join the group by the group owner, and that group owner was a classmate of his in elementary school, and he was the only administrator.

The two people's common hobby is fantasy novels.

In this group, there are a lot of experienced chuunibyou patients. For example, there was a guy who called himself Heavenly Emperor and said he was roasting and eating the powerful enemy he had just killed. There was also a certain Emperor Yan who claimed to have found a powerful enemy. A new and powerful Strange Fire...

In short, they are all a group of guys who are deeply poisoned by fantasy novels.

"Just this thing?"

Jiang Fengyu was speechless.

He really couldn't see any use for Goldfinger. Could it be that he was afraid that he would be too bored before he died, so he deliberately let himself chat with someone to relieve his boredom?

"Why……"

After tinkering with the light curtain for a while, Jiang Fengyu sighed helplessly.

What bad luck!

This mobile phone penguin has all the functions of a normal mobile phone penguin, but it does not help him in his current situation.

"I wonder if my brother will believe that I transmigrate?"

Jiang Fengyu laughed at himself.

He clicked on the chat group and wanted to chat with his old friend who was the group owner, but found that he was not online.

And except for the group leader, everyone else is online!

"But is it useful?"

Jiang Fengyu muttered, feeling very weak.

He didn't know any of the senior chuunibyou patients, and most of them were diving. They would occasionally pop up and say a word, but usually they wouldn't even say a word.

After thinking about it, he reached out and typed a few words: "Is anyone here?"

Sent successfully!

a long time.

Jiang Fengyu smacked his lips.

Sure enough, they are all a bunch of dead people, a ten thousand year diving party, they really have no professionalism at all, how dare you call yourself a fan of fantasy novels?

Make a fool of yourself!

"Hey... Master, am I dead?"

Jiang Fengyu sighed.

He felt that he was starting to feel weak, and presumably the toxins in his body had started to act again.

It won't last long.

Sitting blankly on the broken bench, Jiang Fengyu flipped through a book in boredom. It was all nonsense, and he really had no desire to read.

However, this is the only entertainment method currently available.

He glanced at the light curtain from time to time, expecting someone to reply.

In this case, even if you die, you won't feel lonely... At least when you get to the Palace of Hell in the future, you can say that there is someone to accompany you through the waiting of death.

Thinking about it, Jiang Fengyu suddenly laughed out loud.

He is a born optimist.

Just die, what's the big deal?

Besides, there are even unreliable things like transmigrate, so there must be things like this in the underworld too!

"It's not bad to be a ghost..."

Jiang Fengyu laughed softly.

He glanced at the light screen again, but there was still no movement.

never mind!

So what if I say a few words?

It's like treating them as a secondary disease. If they say that they have transmigrated, even if those people are bubbling, they will just say "Holy shit" and say a few words of congratulations... After all, we are all experienced patients!

At this moment, a sound suddenly rang in my mind: Ding dong!

Jiang Fengyu was stunned and subconsciously looked at the light screen.

Someone has spoken!

He looked down and found that the person speaking was a man named Ye Heavenly Emperor.

Ye Heavenly Emperor: "Hey, isn't this the book demon Fellow Daoist? I haven't seen the Fellow Daoist appear for a long time, and the group leader has also disappeared. Where the two Fellow Daoists are...but what happened?"