However, if he was asked to go back to the previous moment, and asked him to refuse Lin Biao's request to visit... Xu Beijin couldn't bear it either. From a certain point of view, he has lived alone in the narrow building for so many years, and he really longs for some normal people's communication methods.

Like making a friend... or something.

And Lingo is the only one, or at least the only one Xu Beijin has met, who is not interested in his nightmares. This point is too important to Xu Beijin.

Of course, it is impossible to fight, and it is impossible to fight in this life.

Xu Beijin pondered, thinking about how to solve this trouble. But he didn't actually confirm that those two people came here because of Lin Biao, and it's not good to be wronged.

...Speaking of which, this nightmare really gathered a lot of things by accident.

The card dealer, the two guys who were peeping into his house... and that young man with a strange look at the business district.

Until now, Xu Beijin still has a heart for that expression. Borrowing a sentence from Ringo, he intuitively felt that there seemed to be some secret hidden under that young man's strange expression.

He fell into thinking, and when he thought about it, he felt dizzy and tired.

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lot of barrage floating on the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Damn! Is this guy trying to steal again!"

Chapter 47 Disposal Rules

The muscular man has been making friends with Shen Yunju.

He used his usual simple and honest smile and flattering tone, but none of these seemed to be of any use to this cold-faced young man.

In the end, the muscular man couldn't help but scold this dead-faced guy viciously in his heart.

What's so exciting! It's annoying to look at!

Probably this time the nightmare has already had a "harvest", so the muscular man has no intention of pretending. After failing to strike up a few conversations, he rolled his eyes, turned his face away and stopped talking.

It's a pretty straight-forward posture.

But Shen Yunju still had that expression, no matter whether the muscular man was flattering or indifferent, he didn't respond.

This kind of person is quite common in narrow buildings. They are jokingly called "zombies" because they seem to have lost the emotions and desires that humans should have because they stayed in the narrow building for too long.

These "zombies" have cold faces all day long, they don't speak and have no energy, as if they are not human at all, but real zombies.

The muscular man has seen this kind of person before, but at least he has some reactions that normal people should have, not like Shen Yunju, who doesn't even respond to other people talking to him.

In fact, Shen Yunju just instinctively kept his face stiff at this time. All his brain cells are thinking about a problem that he can't possibly understand at all.

—he had seen that business district on Earth.

What it was...he couldn't remember clearly. He just searched out some familiar pictures from his fragmented memory. Rather, the business district made him feel familiar.

The two buildings, the overpass on the third floor, the open-air plaza on the basement level... Just staring at the commercial area from afar, he could directly recall these eye-catching features.

But……

Except for these features, he couldn't recall anything.

He has been recalling, thinking, and wanting to recall the name of this business district, where it is located, when he visited it, and what the shops inside it are like.

He thought about the nightmare for two full rounds, but he couldn't remember anything.

His memory, like the apartment he couldn't leave for an hour after the nightmare started, was locked away. He didn't know if he couldn't remember it because those memories were really too far away, or because...

Because of something else.

He meant, they, these taskers—these human beings, somehow appeared in the narrow building, didn't they? Theoretically, there is a... behind-the-scenes, something like that... right?

Thinking of this, Shen Yunju's complexion turned pale involuntarily. His "zombie" cold expression became more rigid and rigid.

In fact, it was the first time he realized that there might be some problems with his memory.

He doesn't know, he just thinks so...he doesn't know if it's his illusion.

Perhaps, when he was on Earth, he accidentally passed by that commercial area. Because of its special architectural shape, he left a little shallow impression, so now he can't remember the scene at that time.

But, but... But it's also possible that those behind the scenes who put them into this game have tampered with their memories, right?

Otherwise, how could all the taskers in the narrow building not know how they got here?

Shen Yunju was trembling almost all over, clenching his teeth tightly, in order to muster up the courage to face this possibility.

He never dared to think deeply. There are many taskers like him in the narrow building. They never dare to think deeply about why human beings appear in the game "Escape from Heaven". They dare not think about it, and they dare not face the heavy topic of the future.

They become ostriches, they become zombies, they become anything that can resist these terrible speculations, trying to keep themselves alive.

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