This villain, please exercise some restraint.

What's wrong with me?

The memory seemed to be interrupted for a moment. The young man in a black suit sat up, shook his numb head, and then used his equally numb hands to gently take off...his sunglasses, revealing a face that was unexpectedly handsome yet a little sickly.

For some reason, the vision in front of my eyes is a little blurry, just like a severely myopic person taking off his glasses. In addition to the pure white, the vision is also accompanied by a sense of dizziness that is hard to ignore.

Qingxu tried to stand up slowly, but the soreness all over his body made him almost unable to hold on for a moment and he fell back to the ground.

Fortunately, the white shadow in front of him reached out and helped him just in time, allowing him to stabilize himself.

His vision gradually became clear. Qingxu raised his head and looked at the kind-hearted person in front of him who helped him, and was about to thank him.

But before he could utter the words that were circling in his mouth, he suddenly lost his voice as if he was stuck by something.

Even though his vision was still a little blurry, he could still see clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.

This is a very delicate face, one that... with just one glance, one can see the huge potential hidden behind this face.

He was sure that this face was more beautiful than any other woman he had ever seen, but it didn't look feminine at all.

How can a face be so delicate without any trace of carving?

His mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't figure out the answer to this question.

why?

He couldn't help but lower his head and look at his hands. For a moment, he asked himself - as an expert in medical beauty, could he create such a perfect face with his own hands?

The answer is...no.

Because he could see that the face of the boy in front of him was purely natural, without any trace of artificiality.

What's more, the images of the characters in this game are 100% faithful reproductions of the real players.

In other words, in reality, there really exists such a young man who is exquisite and beautiful enough.

This beauty made him doubt for a moment whether the "beauty" he had created with his own hands was necessary.

But soon, he was relieved.

Because his purpose in this business has never been just to create a beautiful enough face, but to make more women become more confident through beauty.

A somewhat unreal and trance-like smile curved from the corner of Qingxu's lips. He calmed himself, stretched out his hand, and looked at the young man in front of him again, but this time, he was more calm.

"Thank you."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Qingxu, and I'm a...plastic surgeon."

In fact, there is no need to introduce one's own profession. After all, in this holographic game world, few people care about real professions.

But Qingxu somehow...said it out loud.

"Plastic surgeon..."

The short-haired boy narrowed his eyes and whispered softly.

"But not long ago, I remember you were a big supporter of 'The World' and were full of hatred for me. You even said that I wanted to destroy everything... Excuse me, are you performing some trick now?"

"My dear... 'Justice'?"

The white-haired boy frowned in distress, then relaxed his brows and looked at the man in black in front of him with undisguised interest.

"You hated me so much one moment, but the next, you wanted to get to know me again and even changed your name."

Qingxu was stunned. "What did you say? What... 'world'... what 'justice'... what name change? I have always been Qingxu."

The words of the white-haired boy in front of him didn't seem difficult to understand, but every word confused him.

Who is the "justice" he is talking about? Who is the "world"? Why does it have such a strange name? Qingxu... shouldn't it be his name?

What happened here? Why was he so confused about what the boy in front of him said? Why did he wake up in this holographic game?

Even if there is a loss of consciousness, when I wake up... it should be in the real world... right?

Qingxu couldn't help but look at the young man in white in front of him again, but the young man's dark eyes, although clearly looking at him, could not reflect his figure.

It was a pure...unadulterated black that seemed unable to let any light through.

Soon, the pair of eyes were covered by long eyelashes, and when they appeared again, the corners of the white short-haired boy's lips curled up, and then he stretched out his hand.

"In that case, then - Qingxu, why don't we get to know each other again."

"As you can see, my name is Shi Si."

Qingxu was stunned for a moment, looking at the slightly pale hand that was stretched out, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand as well, but the inexplicable dirt and blood stains on his hands caused his hand, which had just been stretched out, to stop in the air.

how so……

He was a bit of a germaphobe, and even in the game, he wouldn't make himself so embarrassed, but...

After seeing this, Qingxu suddenly realized that he felt some pain all over his body. It felt like this body had experienced a great battle, and fatigue followed.

However, his outstretched hand did not stay for too long. Just when he felt it was a bit impolite and wanted to take it back, the white-haired boy shook his hand as if he did not care at all.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it leaves immediately after touching it, bringing a slight chill.

"I'm sorry, maybe I got you wrong. He is like a nightmare, appearing inexplicably and choosing to hurt me and... your body inexplicably. Maybe the 'world' still has some deterrent effect on him..."

"But perhaps as the 'world' said, he cannot expel it from here, but in order to avoid the harm caused by 'justice', he sealed 'justice' in your body."

"That is to say, there is a nightmare creature sealed in your body. He has hurt you and me."

"Whether you believe what I said or not, I think I can still tell the difference between you two. You are not him, and you don't want to be him, so... I am willing to make you my... friend."

"Qingxu."

This explanation, coupled with the previous reaction of the boy in front of him, then... everything can be explained.

Qingxu is not a stupid person. Although everything sounds bizarre, at this moment, he chooses to believe 70%.

Because no matter what, at least everything sounds reasonable.

Moreover... the boy in front of him... is a player like him, so there seems to be no need to lie to him. Based on the contact so far, he doesn't seem to be a bad person.

It is even possible that he is a victim of the "nightmare" he mentioned, just like himself.