Online Games: Only I Can See Hidden Information

Bai Ju appeared in front of Ye Bai, naturally not to praise each other.

Bai Gou was a little confused and didn't understand what Ye Bai wanted to do.

"Brother, let's go back now?"

Are you about to leave just now?

Come here to eat fried chicken for a few hundred dollars, pay a visit to your own grave, and then rush back?

Is the itinerary a bit too hasty?

"Going back is going back, but not now."

Ye Bai looked at Bai Ju and asked seriously,

"Can you take me back to the past? The past of this world, the time on the tombstone."

Bai Ju looked at Ye Bai coldly,

"Are you questioning me?"

No matter which world it is in, it is a fragment of eternal origin, an SSS-level talent. Traveling through the long river of time is as simple as eating and drinking for Bai Ju.

"That's not true."

Ye Bai lowered his head and kicked the white dog, and explained,

"This guy is so arrogant. It often affects my confidence in SSS-level talents."

Bai Gou couldn't bear it anymore and decided to do something to prove himself.

It bit Ye Bai's trouser leg.

I couldn't even bite a hole in my clothes...

Bai Ju nodded slightly and accepted Ye Bai's explanation.

It is indeed a shame for an SSS-level talent to have such a shameful guy.

Bai Ju stood there, closed his eyes, and made no movement.

When he opened his eyes again, a line of blood and tears flowed down his face.

Bai Ju said coldly with no expression on his face,

"I found the coordinates, you will be interested."

The white dog squatting at Ye Bai's feet asked cautiously,

"Brother, don't you feel pain?"

Bai Ju didn't even bother to look at it.

SSS-level talents are different from SSS-level talents.

Ye Bai cupped his hands and saluted, "Excuse me."

Bai Ju didn't say anything.

It raised its hind hooves and kicked a little.

The figures of Ye Bai and Bai Gou disappeared from the place and entered the long river of time.

After sending Ye Bai and Bai Gou away, Bai Ju was silent for a few seconds, jumped up more than thirty meters on the spot, covered his eyes, and let out a wailing sound like a slaughtering pig.

"It hurts me to death!"

...

Earth.

2021.11.03.

A certain hospital.

Intensive care unit.

Ye Bai and Bai Gou appeared in the corner of the ward.

Bai Gou recognized at a glance that the boy lying on the hospital bed was Ye Bai!

Before it could exclaim, it closed its mouth.

An invisible pressure made him shut up.

Not only that, the entire space began to shake, as if it might collapse at any time.

Faced with this pressure, White Dog is on the verge of losing control.

A hand was placed on the white dog's head, taking a lot of pressure off it and allowing it to relax.

Ye Bai looked at the familiar figure in front of him and remained silent.

A Taoist priest appeared in the ward.

Carefree.

He walked to the ward and looked at the boy on the bed.

The boy's life was in critical condition, his multiple organs were failing, and there was no possibility of resuscitation.

After the Taoist appeared, the young man felt better for no reason and was even able to speak.

"Who are you..."

The young man looked at the Taoist and asked curiously,

"From the Hospice Care Association?"

He had heard others say that there would be this process.

The Taoist shook his head, "No."

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I'm going to die, right?"

The Taoist nodded, "Yes."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ye Bai and Bai Gou showed helpless expressions at the same time.

After confirming the tone, it is truly carefree.

You can say one word, but you can never say two words.

Rigorous, honest and reticent.

The young man smiled again, "You might as well lie to me..."

He is a humorous person, and everyone who knows the boy describes him that way.

"You don't have to die."

The Taoist said seriously,

"At least I won't die now."

"oh?"

The young man became a little interested and asked,

"Immortal...are there any latest experiments, like superheroes, gaining superpowers and saving the world?"

The Taoist tried to understand the meaning of the boy's words.

Failure to understand.

The Taoist repeated the last round,

"It's about saving the world."

The boy became more interested.

He did not expect that the Hospice Care Association would invite a Taoist priest.

He didn't even expect that the Taoist priest would talk nonsense with him in a serious manner.

He even took the initiative to ask,

"What do you need from me to save the world? Shoot purple sweet potatoes?"

"No."

The Taoist thought for a while and said seriously,

"Stay alive."

Obviously, the Taoist has only one request for how the young man can save the world: to survive.

"Can you save the world by surviving?"

The young man felt that the painting style was already a bit strange.

"This is too simple. I really want to live...live..."

The starlight in the young man's eyes was a little dim.

The rigorous Taoist asked again,

"So, are you willing to save the world?"

The young man smiled, what kind of problem is this?

"Saving the world at the cost of living? Of course I am willing."

The Taoist corrected him,

"Not this world."

The young man shook his head, he didn't care,

"Any world is fine."

After confirming with the boy again, the Taoist got the answer he wanted.

He is ready to go.

"etc..."

The young man felt that the conversation just now was ridiculous. Even so, he was still willing to pretend to be real and say something to the other person in the last period of his life.

"why me?"

The Taoist replied seriously,

"You have the highest score on the Most Interesting Eighteen-Year-Old Questionnaire."

The young man smiled and said helplessly,

"I was the only one who took that crappy questionnaire."

Who would be bored enough to answer such a questionnaire, except for people who are critically ill?

The young man remembered clearly that it took him 120 minutes to answer the questionnaire. Most people simply don't have the patience.

He did this because, at the beginning of the questionnaire, it was prompted that if the score was the highest, he would be rewarded with a chance to travel through time.

The boy didn't take it seriously, just thinking it was someone's prank.

How could something that only happened in novels happen to me so easily?

What is the name of the questionnaire designer?

Zhang Xiaoyao?

What an earthy name...

The Taoist said strictly,

"You have the highest score."

Even if only one person answers the question, he or she will still get the highest score.

The teenager meets all the criteria:

Another world, 18 years old, interesting, life-saving...

From Xiaoyao's point of view, everything is logical.

After answering the question, the Taoist turned around and left again.

The young man felt that the world in front of him was a little blurry, so he braced himself and shouted,

"Wait a moment."

The Taoist stopped and asked,

"Anything else?"

He had already finished what he wanted to ask, and there was no problem with the young man's answer.

"Um."

The young man on the hospital bed nodded slightly. Given his physical condition, even doing this action was a bit difficult.

The Taoist stood quietly, waiting for the next words.

He has never been very talkative.

"Ahem——"

The young man coughed twice.

"The doctor said multiple organ failure. Actually... I don't understand these words very well. I think I'm going to die soon. What you just said is very interesting. It would be better if you didn't lie to me..."

Obviously, the young man still didn't believe the Taoist in front of him.

The Taoist frowned slightly and corrected him strictly,

"I don't lie."

He may be wrong in telling fortunes, and he has never bothered to do such boring things as lying to others.

At least at this point in time, He doesn't bother to do it.

"Ah, yes... monks don't lie, oh, I forgot... you are a Taoist priest... ahem..."

The boy told another cold joke.

Xiaoyao was very cold, neither smiling nor speaking.

The young man smiled sadly and expressed his last thoughts.

“If the eyes are no longer needed, they can be donated to those in need.”