Chapter 273 - 273: Cycle
Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation     Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
In the game setting, this was a city of a lost civilization. It wasnât too big, but it wasnât too small either. Three hours was just enough for them to make a round.
They walked through the bustling streets and saw all kinds of vendors in this world. They climbed up the high platform in the city and found a moat outside the city. They also passed through the settlement and the government office.
Apart from the local customs and customs that were different from the real world, the entire city was no different from the most ordinary town.
After the group finished walking around, they returned to the street. Ji Jing frowned.âThis cityâ¦ltâs very simple and ordinary.â
â Indeed.â The young ghost nodded.â If I didnât know that this was a game setting, I would have thought that this was a real Cheng.â
The female ghost slowly took a puff of her cigarette, then slowly and elegantly exhaled a smoke ring.âBut at the same time, it doesnât have any flaws.â
Yes, there were no flaws. Ji Jing knew that this was the biggest anomaly. There was nothing out of the ordinary in this city. There was no place where Yin Qi gathered, and there was nothing that could be connected to the disappearance of the players.
âMoreover, we have already circled the city, but we have not encountered any missing players.âJi Jing frowned.â Everyone here is ânormalâ, just like the NPCs in every game.â
Too normal was too abnormal! This was Ghost Domain. So many players had gone missing because of this, yet they had never seen a single one of them. How was that possible?
âI have a guessâ¦Would those missing players become the NPCs in this city?âThe young ghost muttered to himself. When he was still alive, he liked to read transmigration stories, and there were often such settings.
âThat makes sense, but how do you know which one or each one?âThe smoking female ghost glanced around indifferently.
They had seen at least a few hundred people in the areas they had walked through, and at most, there were thousands of people. Could it be that this Ghost Domain could accommodate thousands of humans?
â Not every one,â Ji Jing also thought of this problem.â A ghost realm canât hold so many creatures. We have to distinguish which are the NPCs created by this ghost realm and which are real people.â
âTofu flower, tofu flower!â
âLetâs go, letâs go, letâs fly a kite!â
âDonât miss it! This shop has a special offer for a limited time. Last day, last day!â
They had already spent a day and night in the game, and in the morning, they heard the same hawker cries on the street.
Wait a minute! Ji Jing suddenly turned around and looked at the tree where a kite had once hung. Suddenly, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
The three ghosts didnât know what was going on and followed Ji Jingâs gaze. The scene in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.
âAiya, the kite is on the tree! âThere are children holding kite strings in their hands, not knowing what to do.
âDonât worry, wait for me!â A young boy climbed up the tree in a few steps.
âCrack.â The young man accidentally stepped on a small branch while climbing the tree. Fortunately, he was agile and managed to step on another branch without falling. He finally got the kite.
However, the soft sound of a branch breaking rang in the ears of Ji Jing and the others like a clap of thunder.
âLittle Taoist priest, itâs fine if the clearance sale is the last day every day, but itâs understandable that the children like to fly kites every day⦠However, hanging the kite on the same tree and stepping on the same branch every day, was this⦠Isnât this a little too much of a coincidence?â the female ghost asked faintly.
On the first day of the game, she had helped the young boy up, and that broken branch had left a deep impression on her.
Ji Jing nodded. The time in this world wasnât right. It wasnât just the speed of time.
â Little kid,â the young ghost went forward and stopped the kid who was flying the kite.â Did you guys fly kites here yesterday?ââ
âWhat? No, he didnât. We had to go to school yesterday, so we didnât have time to fly kites.âThe young boy asked doubtfully.
âWe didnât come yesterday!â The children chattered..