Bet You Didn't Expect It-I'm the Man Himself!

Wen Feiran's eyelashes trembled violently twice, and her eyes widened.

He remembered, and finally understood why he was so familiar with this game of chess.

Because he was the one who played this game!!

In one of his transmigration worlds, he was a young boy learning chess. He was in very poor health, and chess had consumed too much of his energy and effort. This was the last game he played while forcing himself to stay alert. He was almost delirious when he finally placed the last piece, then coughed up blood and died.

He didn't deliberately memorize this game, but it was deeply etched in his heart, which is why he had this vague yet incredibly familiar feeling.

Wen Feiran was so shocked that she looked around in a daze, feeling a strong sense of unreality.

He had always thought that the worlds he had been in during his transmigration adventures were virtual, or at best, parallel worlds.

The two parallel lines will never intersect, nor will they have any impact on his current life, but the last game he played has actually appeared in the real world.

Could it be that the world he thought he knew about, the world of quick transmigration, was just a fragment in the long river of history, where time always continued?

Then what is he?!

Wen Feiran couldn't sort out her thoughts, nor did she dare to think about it in detail.

If this gets discovered, won't he be arrested and used for research...?

Wen Feiran seemed rusty; the robot slowly turned its head, its eyes filled with panic as it looked at the camera.

We absolutely mustn't let him reveal such a deadly disguise!

Chapter 38 You didn't expect that, did you? It's me!

Chapter Thirty-Eight

This topic has generated a great deal of discussion.

Can someone explain this to me, a layman?

[This game is very famous. Wen Feiran wasn't the first to solve it, but he was the first to reconstruct the game record.]

[I was very interested in this game. I consulted a lot of materials and visited many masters, and confirmed that the game record had been lost for a long time. Yet Wen Feiran recreated it on camera. How did he do that?]

[The most legendary player is this one. He gained some fame with only one game passed down through generations, which speaks volumes about the game's value. After the show's recording, I'm sure many people will want to contact him.]

[Holy crap, Wen Feiran is so versatile! Is there anything he can't do?!]

[In my experience, Wen Feiran definitely doesn't have an alias!]

Wen Feiran has a dedicated supertopic, created by a group of mischievous people with only one goal: to leave him with nothing but his underwear!

[Work's here, anyone still awake?]

Yes, I've already checked on Baidu.

[He definitely has an alias, sisters and brothers, go for it!]

[Thanks to Wen Feiran, I've been exposed to two unfamiliar fields. I used to brag about it to my friends, and they all thought I knew a ton of stuff.]

[Haha, there's such a clever use for this!]

As the matter continued to escalate online, Wen Feiran felt his online persona crumbling, as if it had been paused, leaving him sitting stiffly in his chair, barely sensing the passage of time.

Song Lindi ultimately did not open the door, and the group returned dejectedly.

Zou Yuxing and Su Shangting didn't even exchange pleasantries before rushing to the iron gate, wanting to share the good news with Wen Feiran, only to find that Wen Feiran seemed heartbroken and lost in thought.

Su Shangting frowned and asked with concern, "Feiran, are you alright?"

Wen Feiran looked up blankly, her gaze unfocused, before finally landing on Su Shangting after two or three seconds. "What did you say?"

Zou Yuxing gasped, "You haven't gotten sick from being locked up, have you?"

The time for lifting the lockdown had arrived, and the iron gate automatically rose. Wen Feiran remained motionless for a long time, only standing up absentmindedly after being urged by Zou Yuxing.

He was simply worried about his online persona, but those present misunderstood.

Zou Yuxing spoke up for him, "What a waste of so much time! You couldn't even get through a single door. Come to think of it, it was really the right thing to lock you up, Brother Gu."

Song Lindi's face immediately darkened. "This proves the point even more. Why was Wen Feiran able to easily find the password to the door that none of us could open?"

Su Shangting corrected him. "Without us, it was just you all alone. Nobody helped you."

Song Lindi: "..."

He was so angry he almost lost his mind, and he kept pressing the issue, spouting nonsense and saying all sorts of incoherent things. Su Shangting had initially just thought he was stupid, but now he was starting to have doubts.

Did Song Lindi have ulterior motives for doing this?

Song Lindi, oblivious to Su Shangting's emotions, continued nagging in his ear. Su Shangting, angered, immediately flashed his identification badge, saying, "I'm a police officer, I have the right to arrest you."

Gu Suian's identity was merely that of a detective; everything he did was based on suspicion, not on righteous punishment. But Su Shangting was completely different—his words were tantamount to Song Lindi violating principles and being eliminated.

Song Lindi never expected things to develop this way. She stared at Su Shangting, speechless. "You're really a policeman? I don't believe it. You must be bluffing me."

But the next second, a red light appeared beneath Su Shangting's feet.

Su Shangting was full of doubt. He didn't want to make the same mistake, so he carefully read every nook and cranny and every small print, reading it many times. But there was no explanation that his identity would be accompanied by a red glow after being revealed.

"Song Lindi, did you do this?"

Song Lindi's expression was even more unpleasant than his. "Yes, my identity is that of a witch, and I will..."

His voice trailed off, "When I am wiped out, I will curse those who hurt me."

This also indirectly proves that Su Shangting was not lying; he used his principles to eliminate Song Lindi, and he paid the same price.

They have already lost Meng Jingxiu, and now, with internal problems arising, they have lost two more people.