This villain, please exercise some restraint.

dd fights for the organization.

The young man wearing a Wukong mask was led into a room that looked quite lifelike and slightly messy.

As a thug of the proxy fighting organization, to be honest, as for the dd proxy fighting headquarters in the game, although he has been in the proxy fighting organization for a short time, he has not really observed these rooms.

This was the highest floor of the agency's headquarters and was said to be the most mysterious room. At this moment, right in front of him, the mysterious veil was unveiled.

Surprisingly...normal.

On the table next to the window, a short boy was sitting at the table, writing something.

But when Qi Dasheng saw the particularly focused face under the short light chestnut hair, his pupils couldn't help but dilate.

"control?"

He shouted softly, his expression under the mask full of disbelief.

Could it be that the extremely mysterious boss of the DD proxy fighting organization was the kid who cheated me that day?

He rubbed his eyes, and Shota, who raised his head, was once again shocked.

It's just...exactly the same.

"Are you here?"

Shota noticed Qi Dasheng's arrival, stood up and stretched.

The slightly cold voice brought Qi Dasheng back to his senses.

It seemed... there was something different. They had the same appearance, but the temperament of the shota in front of him was very different from the restraint he saw that day.

To sum it up simply, one is arrogant and the other restrained.

But the sound seemed familiar to him, as if he had just heard it.

But then, what Shota said caught his attention.

"Great Sage Qi, although you have never met me, you are considered an acquaintance here."

"In a sense, you work diligently and hard, and you are a rare and excellent fighter."

"But I sympathize with your past and your experiences. But now, what I can tell you clearly is that due to your excellent performance in the past, I will give you a chance to regret it."

"When I finish speaking, you can choose not to accept the dispatch mission from me and return to your own life."

As the boy spoke, he spread out his right hand, and a pure white contract appeared in his palm.

"Of course, if you still choose to accept the dispatch mission, then I respect your choice."

Shota said, came to Qi Dasheng, and put the pen in his other hand into his hanging palm.

"The decision is yours."

He said.

Qi Dasheng tightened his grip on the pen in his hand and nodded solemnly.

He felt that his heart was beating a little fast, but for some reason, when he got here, even though his heartbeat was speeding up, he felt particularly relaxed, and he felt like... he was relieved.

Perhaps, this is where he will arrive, but it will be sooner or later.

"Then, I have to say, again, it's up to you to believe it or not."

Shota took two steps back and came to the window. The sunlight outside the window shone warmly on his face, making his outline glow with a holy luster.

He looked at the boundless scenery outside the window and began his narration: "Your mother is dead. To be precise, she died a long time ago."

The first sentence made Qi Dasheng's mind roar, and then there was a large blank.

He stood there and continued to listen.

He didn't know where Shota came to this conclusion, but when it came out of his mouth, it seemed... it had a different meaning.

"I told you before that your father is very likely to have joined a fraud group, and he has always been a gambler."

"It's just that it was speculation at the time, but it is confirmed now, and he is still alive now, and... he came to "Final Destiny"."

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you where I got this information, but I am willing to guarantee that what I said is absolutely not false."

"Now, the decision is up to you, believe it or not, accept this dispatch mission or return to your own life -"

"It's all up to you."

Shota said, with his other raised hand, there was already an envelope between his index finger and middle finger, which was the dispatch mission.

"About dispatching missions, I don't think I need to go into details. Danger and opportunity coexist, poverty and wealth are one. One thought can reach heaven, and one thought can go straight to hell."

“The moment you sign your name and take it, there’s no looking back.”

Shota turned his head and looked at the young man with the Goku mask on his face.

"But if you choose to give up taking this dispatch mission and return to your own life, with your ability, you will still be the front-row thug that most of the thugs in the agency can only look up to."

"And because of your excellence, there is no doubt that your future will be smooth sailing."

"As long as... you choose to believe my words, as long as you learn to break up, let go, and leave."

After Shota said these words, he stopped talking. His brown eyes were clear, so clear that he didn't look like the boss who single-handedly created the DD fighting organization and the "Apocalypse" family.

In Qi Dasheng's imagination, the boss who was rumored among the thugs should be a very different character. He would be quite decisive and courageous, but at least... he should be a male player with a tall figure.

But the boy not far away who was quietly looking at the scenery outside the window completely broke his perception.

He... appeared more sincere, gentler... and more stable than in the online chat. No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have imagined that the founders of two huge organizations would be such a... child. .

But what happened was that the boss's words were definitely not like a child's, on the contrary, they were quite mature.

Qi Dasheng was silent for a long time, and Shota also waited for a long time.

"..."

"...I'm sorry, boss, I still want to choose and believe it once. Although my reason tells me that your words are not false, blindly judging the outcome of death for my mother...I can't do it."

"I...want to give it a try."

Qi Dasheng suddenly raised his head and said seriously.

Shota looked over again in surprise, his brown eyes looking straight through the mask into a pair of tired eyes.

"Then, sign it."

After a pause, the white paper was handed to him. Qi Dasheng hurriedly signed his name in the lower right corner without even looking at the black font on it.

The moment he signed the last note, the pen in his hand slipped uncontrollably from his fingertips. He suddenly felt a sense of weakness, as if he had made a decision that could change the trajectory of his future life.

"This is your dispatch mission. The time limit is one week, which is 70 days in the game. After 70 days, I hope to witness... your victory."

"Of course, what you hope for, you will get."

Shota said, placing the envelope in his hand on Qi Dasheng's palm.

The envelope was very light, but Qi Dasheng felt an unprecedented... weight.

Holding the envelope in his hand, he turned and walked out of the room.