Thriller Trainee

Because some people are really a little bit irritable, the topic of women's clothing has to come to an end and skip the table.

But... the wedding.

Zong Jiu stood in place, chewing on these two words, it is difficult to describe what kind of mood he is now.

If you have to say something, it should be a little unexpected.

They knew each other well that things like weddings were too ceremonial and superficial.

Neither the devil nor the magician needs such a ritual to maintain the relationship between the two. Although the devil often speaks sweet and greasy love words, he is really not a person who cares about form. As for Zong Jiu, it may be more difficult for him to say a love story than climbing to the sky. Compared with these, he is more willing to put it into action.

For example...Send everyone away and stay for yourself. This is the attitude of a magician.

But occasionally there are some forms that Zong Jiu will not hate.

So although his face looked like a smile but not a smile, the magician went to the highest point in full view and took the bouquet of roses in the hands of the devil.

The petals are still stained with crystal dew, reflecting bright colors. Each of them is similar to the roses that the devil gave him at the beginning, and they have been carefully selected at first glance.

At the juncture of their interaction, the trainees in the hall finally realized the current situation. Even the book of the black hen in Xu Su's hand, who had just walked into the castle, fell to the ground with fright, looking terrified.

Did the magician take the initiative? what? Wasn't that adult's wishful thinking?

Among these people, the seven S-Class suffered the most. Even if Messiah and the other dolls that were/manipulated were mentally prepared, they were still stunned and confused when they really saw this scene.

The two or eight rivals who can't fight together are really together? Or a two-way arrow?

Wait, it turns out that feelings have been pulled in this time because they made a special trip to attend the wedding of the devil and the magician. !

Everyone's horror mixed with horrified eyes turned into dead fish eyes, but it was a pity that they were silenced.

Zong Jiu turned his back to the person behind him, and he couldn't see this scene yet, and the devil didn't need anyone to speak.

But the onlookers may not have thought that this is not the most nonsensical thing they have experienced.

Just when they were forced to open their mouths to pick up dog food, a faint voice suddenly came from the shadows.

"Play music."

In the next second, the Mad Hatter with a trumpet started his performance. During this period, it was accompanied by the applause of the Cheshire Cat, the clown forcibly beat the drums on the ground with the toes of his shoes, and Mr. Rabbit and a few unknown ghosts. The bel canto chorus was uncontrollable for a time.

Farther away, rose petals began to float in the void, and they fell one after another, laying a thick layer on the ground.

Obviously it should be a warm and harmonious wedding march. It was played out abruptly by the black man carrying the coffin, which made people wonder what expression to make.

But this is not the most terrifying.

The most frightening thing is the sound that just talked about playing music.

So in the next second, every survivor in the hall saw a black man in a Taoist robe standing on the steps below the studio hall, holding a wordless book in his hand, with a cold expression on his face, but Another look of calmness and breeze.

everyone:"......"

everyone:"???"

Isn't this tm Zhuge dark?

Zhuge An, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you pull it like this? !

For a while, everyone didn't even know whether to celebrate Zhuge An's death and resurrection, or how he agreed to take over the private work of the wedding emcee, or complain about the tone and dress of his face that did not match the witness.

It would be even more magical if all this fell in the eyes of the S-Class.

Because the S-level knows that Zhuge An's true identity is actually Guiguzi.

The wedding of the two was witnessed by Gui Guzi. In a sense, it was not very harmful, but it was really insulting.

On the contrary, Zhuge is very calm, no matter his posture or otherwise, he doesn't feel like reuniting with his old friends at all.

On the other end, Xu Su who reunited with Xu Sen couldn't speak excitedly.

After Xu Su's mood stabilized a bit, Xu Sen spoke.

"We are bound to an infinite loop, and we need to work in it for a period of time to redeem the right to return to the real world."

The resurrected dead are not like other people. In the end, the main system only leaves the energy for one wish, so there is very little energy left for resurrection. So like Zhugean and Xu Sen, even if they are resurrected from the dead, in the future There is still no way to escape the infinite loop in time.

It just so happens that holographic games are just getting started, and many places need manpower. You can't pull the ghosts of other instances to become NPCs.

So these people who had come back to life began their future social and animal careers as part-time workers under the joint persecution of their conscience and happy prisoners. As long as they have accumulated a certain amount of working hours through part-time work, they can redeem them back to the real world authority. It's fair to earn the energy that you go out.

However, working for the infinite loop is also conditional. For example, the survivors will force to forget the memory about this place after leaving the infinite loop, and as NPCs, they cannot easily reveal their past.

Regarding this matter, Xu Sen is optimistic.

The memory in the infinite loop is not necessarily a good memory. It may be accompanied by difficulty in falling asleep, light sleep, eternal vigilance, and even inexplicable fear.

Forgetting memory is actually a self-preservation mechanism of human beings. Some things are better to forget than to remember, especially after they finally return to the peaceful real world, it is difficult for them to return to the original pace of life of ordinary people.

Therefore, it is not necessarily a bad thing for Xu Su to forget. Besides, Xu Sen's memory will also be blurred when he goes out, and there is nothing wrong with just letting everything start again.

"Please exchange the rings between the two grooms."

Under a large cloud of yin music resounding in the hall, Zhuge's dark voice did not fluctuate, as if he had no response to the appearance of the trainees' eyeballs falling off.

Who is he, he is Guiguzi, an old fritters that has been infinitely circulating for more than ten years. What kind of big scenes have not been seen before, will he counsel this?

As long as Zhuge is not embarrassed by himself, it is others who are embarrassed.

Of course, the devil and magician are obviously not cruel characters that would be ashamed of this.

Therefore, under Zhuge's announcement, the devil happily put on the ring for the magician, as if he had marked himself.

This ring is also a flower ring, exactly like the black-haired demon's hand.

His territorial consciousness has always been strong, just like his crazy possessiveness. Every time Zong Jiu wakes up from bed, almost everything on his body is the traces caused by the other party, from the brow bone to the leg side, like the snow rose that they planted together outside the French window after they were together, swaying in the white snow. In full bloom, thrilling and thrilling.

Only Zong Jiu received a prompt the moment the ring was placed on his ring finger.

[You have shared control of the infinite loop]

[The ring has been bound to you, and the soul will not fall off if the soul is not destroyed]

The demon transferred half of the power in the infinite loop to him. Together with his throne, authority, glory, all, hand in hand, the time limit is forever.

Seeing this flower ring blooming freely in his hand, Zong Jiu remembered one more thing.

After they are together, there are not many secrets between each other.

So one night, Zong Jiu accidentally chatted about his biggest secret.

"Didn't you always guess which world I came from?"

Sure enough, this topic fully aroused the devil's interest.

The man changed his lazy appearance and leaned in quickly, stroking the magician's back with one hand, and lovingly enveloped the person in his own shadow.

Regarding this issue, the main system has long revealed it.

It knows that Zong Jiu comes from a high-dimensional world.

This high-dimensional world and the high-dimensional purpose of the main system are not the same, but they are indeed high-dimensional. Because certain infinite loop rules didn't work on Zong Jiu, including the devil's puppet line, and why only Zong Jiu could touch his weakness.

However, the main system's guess has always been limited, and nothing can compare to Zong Jiu's personal statement.

The devil has an extraordinary interest in everything about the magician.

Although he had already felt the magician's past in the copy of Faust, he still wanted to know more, everything, everything.

"I do come from a high-dimensional... but my original world is not much different from the real world, you also know that."

Zong Jiu briefly talked about the situation in his world, and then changed the subject: "In my world, infinite loop is a book."

book?

The devil raised his eyebrows.

"It's an ordinary online novel, and the name is called Thriller Trainee. Hmm...you can understand that the way of expression of this world is presented in Gaowei as a book."

Zong Jiu began to recall the contents of the book.

Thanks to his good memory, he still remembers all sorts of things after so long.

"I remember that Zhuge An, Messiah, and Sheng Yu appeared on the stage at that time. You didn't appear anyway. Wait, no, you did. At that time, you already controlled the Messiah, right?"

The white-haired young man twisted his eyebrows and pondered: "There is a supporting actor with the same name and surname as mine. The copy was reduced to cannon fodder in the mental hospital and died, not even the first night."

The cold arms around his waist tightened without a trace, Zong Jiuzheng was obsessed with telling, and didn't pay attention to this.

"I didn't watch it when I saw the cannon fodder die, so I didn't know that the Messiah was manipulated by you a long time ago. As a result, who would have thought, I just went into the book and replaced it after a sleep. That cannon fodder character."

After chatting for a while, the magician ended the topic, "Unexpectedly, right? You guessed it for so long, surely you can't guess it, I come from this high-dimensional world."

The devil chuckled, "I didn't expect it."

Because his back was facing, Zong Jiu didn't see it.

There was no smile in those dark golden pupils.

Staring at the kiss marks on the other's shoulder blades, the man's expression was dull.

He didn't know why the magician would wear a book.

Obviously, Zong Jiu himself did not know this.

The devil hates variables. I also hate being unable to control.

and so--

It's not just a ring.

Although the devil didn't say anything, Zong Jiu understood what he meant at this moment.

‘Just wear it, no matter where it is, even if you wear it back, I will find you. "

Zong Jiu didn't say either.

In his magical world, card masters generally do not wear rings on their hands, unless they are worn by magicians who play coins. The reason is the same as rolling up the sleeves, showing the audience that they didn't borrow magnetic props, and were only trained by hand speed.

But now... he will always have a ring.