Chapter 3 Princess Copy

Someone is sitting on the ground, with his back to the wall, looking up at the ceiling, looking at the ceiling with a desperate face.

Mancao put his hand in front of his eyes and shook it, and the other party did not move like a wax figure.

She judged that the man was dead.

"Wild Xuancao is establishing a video status with you..."

"Mancao, I can't find the modification props."

She took a deep look at the comrade who had left her and almost took off her hat to mourn.

She made a difficult decision: to leave the team.

Then he gave a cruel hand to the innocent and defenseless girl.

"Let's make a copy together."

The man was copied, and a girl with a familiar face appeared beside her.

"Cranberry grass?" The girl looked at the room blankly.

Soon, the life-threatening pop-up window appeared in front of Mancao again, and this time it was replaced by a high school math problem.

She deeply thinks that she underestimates the game producer. It turns out that that guy is discriminating against junior high school players.

Soon, she solved the problem in front of her.

She looked at her current teammate uneasily, afraid that she would sacrifice in the sea of questions like the previous teammate.

To her surprise, the girl in front of her was calm and could not see a trace of panic.

The time in the game passed, and the girl seemed to be still fighting with the pop-up window, which made Mancao guess that the question he got was completely different from what his teammates got.

Mancao has come back after swinging around BBS to express condolences to the former comrades who have recovered their sanity. They watched the girls chatting enthusiastically on the family channel... The girl is still fighting on the front line.

The poor girl's pop-up window has a number to record the number of questions she has done now - 000039741.

And the number is still increasing, and the upper limit of the number of questions can be seen from the nine digits...

"The data is abnormal."

Such a pop-up window popped up. As soon as the girl clicked to confirm, the number of questions was zero.

Then there are another pop-up questions...

The girl glanced at the grass squatting in front of the stake in a daze, and quickly continued to choose.

The girl feels that she has more multiple-choice questions in the game than she has done in more than ten years in reality.

The disgusting thing of returning to zero has been repeated more than a dozen times.

In the end, the data exception popped up before even starting to select. After constantly selecting and confirming...

The pop-up windows finally disappeared.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and felt that she was finally relieved.

Until she told her friends the great news...

Then the friend either squatted in front of the stake and looked at the words on it without saying a word, or stood in front of a small door covered by vines and began to pick up the vines with bare hands...

She came to the stake and looked at the green words on it.

Even if she is new to the game, she can see that the conditions have been met.

She looked at her friend who couldn't open the vines, and then realized that... The disappearance of the pop-up window was not the end, but just the beginning.

The gloves were broken. Before they came out a breakthrough, they crawled to the door to protect it with more and more vines.

She confirmed that the system did not imply that she asked her to pick up the vines by herself.

She remembered Task 3 and Task 5 of the tangled Queen's copy, and realized that the system was playing with her again.

She came to the uneasy girl, like a detective in the trial. "Did anything unusual happen during the exercise?"

"Unusual thing..." The witness thought for a moment and told the detective about the abnormal data.

The detective's eyes shined and raised a finger, "That's it! Contact customer service quickly!"

The witness immediately contacted the customer service according to the detective's instructions. The customer service replied, "BUG has been lost when he went out for a walk this morning. The BUG you saw must not be an authentic BUG. Please identify the anti-counterfeiting logo!" Ah hey!"

Although the detective has dealt with this creature when he just came out of the mountain, he is still soft and delicious at this moment.

The witness glanced at the detective and immediately guested as the detective's little assistant and questioned the customer service.

"Report, dear, the gatekeeper said that Mr. BUG really didn't come back! I may have met Mr. Delay who came to the staff to ask for balloons to play! Ah hey!"

The witness glanced at the detective with a black line again and immediately guest-starred on the victim, hoping that the customer service would solve the matter.

"When I saw this reply, the cute and gentle customer service must be busy answering the questions of other lovely relatives. Please contact me later~~"

"..."

"..."

Cranberry stretched out its trembling hand and sent a video connection to the blueberry.

As soon as the connection was connected, she was about to speak when she saw that something was wrong in the communicator.

"The knife should be used like this, Sister Blueberry!"

"So that's how it's used, big passers-by!"

A strange man is teaching a blueberry knife with a smile on his face...

Mancao thinks this situation and can't bear to look directly at it...

I wanted to ask Blue Taro about blueberries, but...

She decisively cut off the connection and deeply believed that the real blueberry did not have the aura of the heroine of this kind of romance work. The one opposite must be a copycat!

At this time, like the comrade who died in the sea of questions before, she sat on the ground, with her back to the wall and looked at the ceiling quietly.

The girl saw that she was depressed and didn't know how to apologize. She was about to get close to the past when a pop-up window popped up.

She was stunned and said slowly, "Man Cao, is this copy very important to you?"

Mancao was also stunned and thought for a moment, "It's not important. It's just that you can't get a copy without customs clearance."

The girl lowered her head and looked at the ground, "Cran grass..."

Suddenly there was a noise in the room, and the vines that were closely guarding Leona's small door suddenly climbed open, revealing the original appearance of the small door.

The joy of Mancao was beyond words. She stood up against the wall and turned her head to look at the girl, "You can go in!"

The girl came to the door with her, "Is I really a trustworthy person for you?"

Mancao looked at her puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," the girl looked at the door. "You go in first."

"Hmm." Mancao didn't think much and opened the door.

It's dark behind the door, and you can't see the direction clearly.

The grass stepped out and found that his feet were empty. When she was about to withdraw her legs, the girl suddenly pushed behind her, and the grass leaned forward because she was unprepared and fell into the darkness behind the door.

The girl poked her head out and couldn't see her figure.

The door began to close slowly.

"For me, you are the person I trust most..."

So I believe you will believe me...

When the grass woke up, she was lying in a tree house**.

"Kadheti, are you awake?" A strange girl came into the room and looked at her in surprise as she was about to get out of bed. "The fact that you saved the queen has spread all over. The king just sent you to take care of the second princess!"

Mancao looked at her alone over there and said to herself, "I envy you so much! I heard that the second princess is as gentle as the queen. You picked up the fat! Unlike me... I have to continue to serve the big princess who loses her temper easily!"