Magic capital.

If you have a good memory and you can remember the geography of junior high school, a total of 12 climate types, you will know this subtropical maritime monsoon climate city, according to the book's settings,

It should be warm in spring, hot in summer, cool in autumn, cold in winter, moderate rainfall throughout the year, and even distribution of seasons. Generally speaking, it is a place with mild and humid weather and four distinct seasons.

But in fact, if you stay here for a long time, you will find that the most comfortable spring and autumn will always pass by at a glance. The only impression of a year is that summer is super hot and winter is super cold...

And as a typical feature of southern cities, it is different from the dry heat in Beijing, where you can find a cool place to cool off. The magic city will enter the rainy season in mid-June until early July, and there will be typhoons from time to time in August and September. Come and wander around, so the constant high temperature and water vapor create a sticky sultry no matter where you hide,

In the same way, the coldness of the magic city in winter is also typical of the southern gods. It is easy to freeze to the bones of the knees if accidentally. The most important thing is that there is generally no heating in the houses in southern cities.

emmm....

Hey~ (smirking smirk)

However, Fang Ran, who came here in time for the long holiday of November, seems to be the best time to catch up. The clear blue sky is scattered with white clouds. The building colors of the whole city are brighter in the bright weather, and the hot summer is the coldest. The winter is still far away.

Although my hometown can't move at more than 20 degrees below zero in winter, Fang Ran is not afraid of the cold...

Walking through the streets of the magic city, looking at the signs on various roads, I figured out that I was probably on a certain street in Huangpu District, and I looked a little dazzled at the pedestrians passing by. Because it is during the Golden Week holiday, and it seems that it has been a long time away from the Bund, there are many out-of-town people traveling on the street, and there are many beautiful women with bright dresses and beautiful faces. The noisy and lively atmosphere is blowing.

"...Eh! This is the first time I have come to Magic City, and I will take pictures for me when I go to the Bund..."

"...Should we go to Nanjing Road at night..."

"...How about going to the mall now, look, there are performances over there..."

"...It's rare to not have to go to work, how about where do we go for a stroll?..."

...

Along the way, listening to the words of people passing by, walking in the streets between high-rise buildings, walking in a brand-new city, there is a wonderful sense of freedom.

Sure enough, it's been too long...

Weiwei uttered a wordless speech to herself. Fang Ran took a map of the magic city and continued to walk forward. After calling and asking about recovery, he finally learned the location of the night bureau member who lived in the magic city. After saying the address, Fang Ran heard a helpless laugh from Recovery:

‘By the way, Fang Ran, if Jota is unwilling to go out, you can use strong means to catch him back. ’

Fang Ran was speechless.

No...what kind of problem child is it that can make the recovery sister say such things as hard-line methods...

"Um... the next road condition... turn left..."

Slide his finger on the map and mutter the route he was going to take, so that all passers-by who passed by him subconsciously glanced at this ordinary young man, then turned his head and forgot.

Participants who violate the "Night Net Convention" and expose their night fighting ability in front of the general public in the real world are usually tracked down and turned into wanderers, and are liquidated and recovered by organizations under the three major forces in various regions.

In addition, it belongs to the night game in charge of the Huaxia area. During the summer vacation, the group has repeatedly told that it must not cause a'competence turmoil' in front of people in the real world, so although there is a [phantom card] method of hiding the body, Fang Ran didn't use his abilities, but walked on the road like an ordinary person, making him suddenly feel a bit of a strange feeling of walking at night.

On this street in Huangpu District of the Magic Capital, no one noticed that perhaps they were passing by a young man holding a map.

Following the route marked on the map, Fang Ran was finally about to reach his destination. He turned and looked up at the street he had walked. At the moment of a slight trance, he seemed to see the disappearing night of the crowd. Suddenly he thought that the city did not know where the scene was How many times has it become a stage for participants...

For a moment, he seemed to have some intuition, but it disappeared like a bubble, Fang Ran shook his head and rolled his eyes, thinking that it was the card that was making trouble and walking forward.

Finally he arrived at his destination, an office building that looked like an information technology field.

It was just that Fang Ran looked at this high-rise building in silence, and the Oriental Pearl Tower across the Huangpu River was shining in the sun not far away...

(╬╯◣д◢)╯︵┻━┻ (Angry!)

Isn't this the building where I was sitting under my ass? ! !

It took more than two points from the capital to the magic city, but Fang Ran, who was lost and lost more than half a point, forced his forehead to be calm, and kept telling himself to be calm and calm. Even if he went around a big circle, he turned around. Even if you don't lose money...

He looked at the high-rise building with a technology company in which the word was written on the doorway. It was obviously the whereabouts of the technicians, that is, the professional people like himself after graduation, and he was a little strange:

That "anonymous" is here?

Then...this is his company...?

Due to the recovery and the influence of the young master, Fang Ran first thought of this possibility, and then carefully thought about the identity of the obvious technologist of ‘Anonymous’. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, but he was a little strange...

Shouldn’t the people who manage a company be normal?

Why is it that the recovery sister asked herself to use tough methods for problem children?

Holding this question, Fang Ran walked towards the gate, and...

"Sorry, we don't allow unrelated persons to enter here."

Fang Ran: "..."

Fuck, even flying back...

Stopped by the guard on the spot, Fang Ran, who couldn't get in at all, had to find a place where no one could see, and flew in through a dozen or so-floor windows.

"19F01...."

After confirming that the room on the floor was chanting the house number of ‘Anonymous’, he finally found the destination of his departure this time in the innermost corridor of the 19th floor.

It was just that Fang Ran looked at the two "boxes" at the door that seemed to be pulled directly into the house with a dazed expression.

One says "Takeaway, please put it in the box next to the left", and the other says "Express please put it in the box next to the right"...

Then there was a ‘do not disturb’ sign posted on the door.

Fang Ran, silent.jpg...

What's going on, this strong breath of death is coming...

And if you write this on the box, are you sure you won’t be hit by the takeaway brother and the courier uncle?

This full of strange style made Fang Ran hesitate, but he still raised his hand and knocked on the door.

then...

Nothing happened.

At this determined close range, Fang Ran was very clearly aware of someone in the room based on the participant's perception, so he raised his hand again and knocked on the door.

Dangdang...

But there is still no response.

(?_??)....

With an extra key in his hand, Fang Ran opened the door silently.

A very dim and dim room with curtains. It should be a very beautiful and stylish living room without any furniture. Instead, it is like a computer room with various large cabinets humming steadily and quietly. , The floor is full of connecting cables and some even extend from downstairs.

Fang Ran saw that it didn't look like a place where people lived, and the corner of his mouth twitched, thinking that he might have found the wrong place.

After hesitating whether to change shoes, Fang Ran finally walked inside. Most of the rooms were empty, and the kitchen looked like no one was using it. Only the innermost master bedroom seemed to have a little light and sound.

He slowly opened the door tentatively, and then saw the simple furnishings in the room.

A bed, a computer desk longer than the bed, surrounded by the only physical display screen, more than nine virtual projection screens scattered around, the complex images of various code scrolling, progress bar loading, and program running are dazzling. The extent made Fang Ran think...

This is probably the ultimate of programmers or hackers.

Then a figure wearing only striped pajamas was squatting on a chair, and under his tousled hair it seemed to be wearing a large frame that could block his face.

Poke the keyboard with a finger of Zen.

Let Fang Ran no longer know how to complain about this situation.

In the very dark room with the curtains drawn, only the various screen computers in front of the figure were shining. He was not surprised when he heard the sound of his door being opened. The sound was dry and unwavering like a piece of moldy black. Open like bread:

"Give up, uncle, I am a passionate, positive pursuit of my dreams, and an ardent struggle to realize the value of life, so you never want to drag me out of this room, today I leave this door one step, I will follow you name."

Fang Ran: "..."

Uh.... Let’s not talk about you. What you’re talking about is more than just a different environment, that...

Don’t you and your uncle have the same last name...?

Seeing that the other party completely ignores him, concentrates without even looking back, poking the keyboard with a finger meditation as if he is busy.

Fang Ran recalled the resuscitation and the description he had said, and made sure that he remembered correctly that the other party was a technological ability and even if the ability itself was a computer genius setting, he coughed awkwardly and tried to say hello:

"That...Excuseme...?"

Then Fang Ran saw that the opponent's One-Finger Zen stopped.

He turned his squatting seat in the same way as a wheelchair person, and saw that the other person turned around. Like his back, he was a young man with shaggy hair and big glasses, but he looked at himself. 'S eyes...

Probably it was like seeing Godzilla.

Fang Ran actually asked about the character of the people he wanted to bring to justice for the recovery, but the older sister recovery, who originally had questions about him, gave a rare wry smile.

‘Oh, I’ll know when you see it...’

The words of recovery flashed in his mind, just as Fang Ran just wanted to raise money. The next opening statement explained that no one was opening the door, so he just came in.

He saw the shaggy young man squatting on the chair shivering suddenly, and his fingers were trembling at him. He couldn't believe that he might pass out in the next second, and his speech was slurred:

"Mo...Mo...Stranger...?"

"...Hello, I am..."

"You, you, you...Who are you!? How did you get in? Impossible...I clearly set up an alarm system. The walls of this room are also explosion-proof. You can never enter the house by ordinary means, not ordinary means. Even if I enter, it will trigger an alarm and immediately launch me from this room. The only key that can enter normally is my uncle's..., um!!!"

I just wanted to introduce myself, but just after saying a few words, I saw that the boy in front of him was shaken instantly. The bald and bald, who was not stuck, said a lot of things, and finally his eyes were panicked and suspicious. Shock!

"Difficult...Could it be that Uncle finally can't stand me eating for nothing and wants to drive me out!?"

Fang Ran(;￣д￣) amount.....

"That... I actually..."

"You actually didn't mean anything? It's also that if you were malicious, I would be dead if you could quietly come behind me, but then why did you look for me? I was just a D-class rookie who had just awakened. Ability is just a type of useless waste on the digital network, and I am still a social fear. I don’t have the slightest social experience. I just stay at home every day and do things like pursuing my dreams but doing nothing. You Why do you want to find me who is as humble as a worm that hides in the room every day...

"stop!!!!!!!"

I caught the teenager who was squatting in the chair in front of me~lightnovelpub.net~ Listening to this series of mental activities, it felt like my brows were jumping wildly!

After finally understanding why Recovery said to himself and why Ye Sheng asked him to ‘catch’ them back, he took a deep breath and watched him try to make a grudging smile and concisely speak:

"I am Fang Ran, Sister Ye Sheng asked me to take you back."

At this moment, I finally understand why in Ye Sheng and Shuhui’s mouth, Fang Ran’s two goals for this mission are called problem children, and the corners of his mouth twitched silently, sighing that there is no B number in his heart.

Thanks to the setting that I thought you were a big boss just now before I entered the door, it is said that your socially fearful player who is severely autistic, can actually become a participant through the awakening scene of nine deaths...

Alas, the night battle system must be blind...