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Turning back again, the page has no information and becomes blank.

Shang Yinhe yawned and closed the book.

With a light poke of his mind, the book of the Demon King turned into a stream of light and dissipated in his hand. The six-pointed star suddenly lit up, and then gradually faded away.

40+ minutes to go in the room.

Shang Yinhe looked at the window in the room.

This chuáng looks so alluring.

He couldn't bear it anymore, he yawned again, and rushed towards the small bed in the room.

Fall asleep in a second.

"Zzz, Zzz..."

The voice of the system came faintly from the void:

"Earth login..."

...

Huaguo, the outskirts of the imperial capital, the meeting room in the military base.

At 12:30 on November 19, 2018, the lecture on mutations entered the lunch break, and the participants dispersed one after another to have lunch.

Since the participants came from various departments across the country, Xu Shaoyang did not have many acquaintances among them.

Moreover, in this kind of military base with a serious atmosphere, there is no need to just get together with acquaintances and chat casually-who knows if the chat will talk about some sensitive points, or say something that shouldn't be said in a loose tone. Made a mistake by accident?

Anyway, Xu Shaoyang would not be willing to chat with others in this kind of place.

The environment is wrong, the location is wrong.

Xu Shaoyang picked up his meal in the cafeteria, sat down in a remote corner, and took out his mobile phone.

As a high-level executive in the control of public opinion in Huaguo, he is not too old. In order to integrate with the Internet culture and better understand the hearts of the people, he has been browsing Bilibili, Weibo, Douyin, and forums. The habit of waiting.

After browsing for a long time, he is also familiar with all kinds of stalks in the subculture, and can also appreciate some unique charms of the Internet subculture.

This is also an important reason why he has repeatedly made great achievements in controlling public opinion.

In his spare time and meal time, he likes to swipe, pay attention to the state of public opinion at any time, and keep himself from being outdated.

Brushing and brushing, his brows wrinkled...

what happened?

Why did there suddenly appear a lot of topics about "Goschwan Castle Mutation" on Weibo?

You must know that the name "Gauschwan Castle Mutation" is still kept secret, not only domestically, but even abroad!

As if in just the blink of an eye, #高天湾堡异值# rushed to the top of the hot search.

Xu Shaoyang took a deep breath, quickly opened up the topic, and browsed nervously.

Chapter 14 The Protagonist in Cold Sweat

When Shang Yinhe woke up from the deepest sleep, the time came to 23 o'clock in the middle of the night again.

He woke up from the desk, only to feel that his body was stiff from sleep, and his neck was so sore that he could hardly move.

Shang Yinhe moved his numb body tentatively—wow, this feeling of soreness!

It took a while before he recovered from the tingling sensation in his scalp, and he limped to his feet.

The camera on the side of the desk is still in video mode, faithfully recording everything.

Shang Yinhe picked up the camera, turned off the video mode, called up the video recording, and took a quick look.

In the recorded video, one second he was still in good spirits and fully prepared, and the next second he lay down on the desk, fell asleep, and then slept until 23:00 in the middle of the night.

Oh, and it looks like he really hasn't disappeared in the real world.

It just seemed that if he fell asleep in the appraisal room, when he returned to reality, he would continue to sleep instead of waking up directly.

Or, was it because he had fallen asleep so soundly that the sense of confusion that caused the world to change didn't wake him up?

While thinking wildly, Shang Yinhe went to the kitchen and made himself another bowl of instant noodles. The smog dazzles all thoughts, and the fragrance buries the pain and loneliness. After eating a bowl, he still felt a little hungry, so he simply made another bowl.

After two bowls of instant noodles, Shang Yinhe finally felt alive.

He called out the demon king's book in his left hand and flipped through it. Same as last time, when in the real world, there was an extra page in the book of the Demon King [Real World Notes], without changing a single word.

As soon as Shang Yinhe let go of his hand, the book of the devil king automatically turned into a streamer, and the six-pointed star slowly dissipated.

Standing alone in this empty house, there is no one to share the miraculous and lonely experience, not even anyone to confide in.

Shang Yinhe was inexplicably dazed.

He just got enough sleep, and he doesn't really want to sleep; and his mood at the moment makes him a little confused, and he doesn't really want to directly invest in the preparation for the next game world.

After a while, he walked slowly to the window and opened the curtains.

In the deep night, sparks spread all the way, embellishing the whole city so brilliantly.

I don't know if it is Shang Yinhe's illusion, but the city is brighter tonight than before, as if everyone has not slept.

Looks like he's not the only one suffering from insomnia.

He stood in front of the window for a long time before slowly closing the curtains and starting to exercise.

Exercise, sweat will wash away all troubles.

After exercising to the point of muscle soreness, Shang Yinhe felt much more comfortable.

Tomorrow I will go to "WArzon

eBrazilian Jiu-Jitsu Gymnasium", you can't stay up too late at night, even though Shang Yinhe just had a long sleep, he still forced himself to go to bed.

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