Chapter 368 Death and Reunion

Zheng Xun didn't have any special feelings about this name at that time. He just glanced at it casually and didn't leave a deep impression.

The meeting ended in ten minutes. It seems that Xiao Jun took advantage of this time to invite Zheng Xun up.

Zheng Xun just entered the office. Three minutes later, he couldn't sit still and lay on the desk.

He was always comfortable here in Mingque, and Xiao Jun would not say anything about him.

Ten minutes later, he heard Xiao Jun speaking opposite him.

"You seem very tired, Zheng Xun."

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Zheng Xun raised his head, and those virtual screens disappeared. Only Xiao Jun looked at him gently.

"Brother Xiao," Zheng Xun buried his face in his arms again and muttered, "Long time no see."

Xiao Jun sorted out the documents on the table and put them aside. Then he walked to the sofa coffee table, picked up the teapot, poured a cup for Zheng Xun and himself, and then returned to the desk.

The porcelain cup hit the table, making a clicking sound.

Zheng Xun still refused to raise his head.

Although Xiao Jun was surprised that Zheng Xun did not return to the mansion, he did not need to bring up the issue since he was here and seemed to be in a bad mood.

It would be better to talk about something relaxing.

"Did you see Xue Qing downstairs?"

"Yeah, I talked to her for a while."

Zheng Xun turned his face to the right, and his cheek was pressed red by his clothes.

"Have you seen the dungeon of the Seventh Hospital, Brother Xiao?"

"I know you dungeoned," Xiao Jun took a sip of tea, "I was busy these two days and didn't have time to watch the live broadcast. What's wrong? Did you encounter something annoying?"

Zheng Xun tightened his arms a little.

"I feel like I may have too many dungeons, which caused some mental problems."

This was the first time he faced his bad mental state.

"I can't tell the boundary between reality and illusion recently."

This was the first time Xiao Jun heard Zheng Xun reflect on himself. In his impression, Zheng Xun was a person who would hardly look back and didn't care whether what he did in the past was right or wrong.

He paused when he picked up the teacup, and then put it down gently.

"Zheng Xun, it doesn't matter. There are too many accidents and dangers in the dungeon. If people stay highly nervous for a long time, they will have some auditory and visual hallucinations. You need to rest now and take good care of yourself."

"Xue Qing also told me so. I think I am really tired."

Zheng Xun buried his face again, which made his voice become much muffled.

"I met an NPC in the dungeon. I met him in the last Seventh Academy dungeon."

"Yeah."

"He helped me, and then he died."

"Yeah..."

"It can't be said that he died. I don't know if the human view of life and death is applicable to NPCs, but he did disappear."

Zheng Xun's voice became confused.

"The NPCs and bosses of the White Tower don't have human emotions, and humans shouldn't empathize with the NPCs and bosses of the White Tower. I once thought so. But..."

Zheng Xun felt confused.

"I shouldn't waver. If a boss or NPC plays the emotional card with me next time, it will be bad. My character should be a cold-blooded killer. I will kill everyone in the dungeon."

"Zheng Xun..."

Xiao Jun didn't know what Zheng Xun had been through. In the past, Zheng Xun was indeed a calm and precise dungeon machine. As long as he was there, victory was guaranteed.

But...

"You just have a deep connection with the White Tower, Zheng Xun."

Xiao Jun's voice slowed down.

"When you emerged as a newcomer, you hadn't even read the newcomer's manual. You didn't know anything and you didn't fear anything.

But later, you knew that the world under the White Tower was so complicated. You began to hear about the past of some players and learned how many tragedies the White Tower had created. You began to witness the death of others, first those who were with you, then your companions, and finally your close friends and relatives...

You will also experience betrayal. Life and interests, two arrows, can penetrate any seemingly unbreakable relationship.

On one side is death, and on the other side is separation. This is a curse that none of us can escape.

You regard the NPC of the White Tower as a friend, so you feel pain. This is human nature, Zheng Xun, you don't have to blame yourself for having an emotional connection."

Zheng Xun thought of He Ziyuan's last figure, Zhao Ran's desperate look, the fifth-floor "Zheng Xun", the black suit that was exactly the same as Yiyuan's back, and many, many people...

"Brother Xiao, have you ever felt this kind of pain?"

Xiao Jun looked at the soft warm light of the desk lamp, with memories in his eyes.

"Yes. I once... also had friends who fought side by side with me."

"What happened later..."

"Later, I developed the Songque Guild to its current size, which can be regarded as fulfilling the other party's will," Xiao Jun replied with a smile, "I think I did a good job."

Xiao Jun is not a person who will let himself fall into long-term pain. Rather than painful nostalgia, he prefers to take action.

"Everyone has a different way of diluting pain. Zheng Xun, you will also find a way that suits you. The dead are gone, they have walked out of time. We still have a lot to do until we meet them again."

Death is just a train to reunion.

Zheng Xun raised his head again, with his chin resting on his elbow.

"I think I am not so sad now, thank you Brother Xiao."

"Have you thought it through?"

"Yeah. Although many mysteries are still entangled with me, I want to sleep well tonight."

"Should I arrange a room for you, or do you want to go back to the mansion?"

"I won't go back to the mansion," Zheng Xun said with a rebellious look on his face. "Unless Yiyuan begs me to go back and says he is wrong, I will never go back.

No one can plead for me, not even Sister Nan."

Zheng Xun knew that Yiyuan was hiding a lot of things from him, and he was not without temper. He couldn't be manipulated every time, always perfunctorily deceived.

He even thought unconvincedly that if Yiyuan insisted on finding that fake to replace him, then let him go.

"From today on, I am a member of Mingque, and I want to merge Xunhui into Mingque."

Xiao Jun knew he was talking in anger, but he still smiled and continued.

"I recorded it, this is what you said."

"Then change the name of the merged Mingque to Xunhui."

Zheng Xun added in time.

He really took advantage of it.

Xiao Jun shook his head helplessly, made an internal call, and prepared a room for Zheng Xun.

"Okay, come with me. I also need to go downstairs to rest."

They took the elevator downstairs. It was already past midnight.

The elevator stopped at the ninth floor, which was the team's review room. As soon as the elevator opened, Cheng Jie could be heard cursing at the top of his voice.

"You two little bastards, stand in the corridor!"