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When the Qianchuan boundary's celestial membrane shattered, the aura that tended to change in three states was released with a kind of extreme rage.

This wave of aura collided with the big ship even before the shock wave caused by the broken continent.

In milliseconds, singing flower clothes on the deck of the big ship saw——

On the side of the big ship near the boundary gate, the white crystal railings; the magical deck that can provide a suction force and protect people from falling; the long ropes entangled with the railings and the deck, like light woven... these put [-] All the heavens are one of the best magic weapons.

The big ships made of these good magic weapons can only be taken out by the observatory, and the defense power is nothing to say in the [-] heavens, but, unfortunately, in this instant, they melted like ice cream placed in the sun .

Including those who are protected on deck.

Chang Huayi knew that under the high temperature of a nuclear explosion, people close to the center of the nuclear explosion would directly vaporize, which would be an extremely terrifying and rapid death, but compared with the scene in front of her, she actually felt that vaporization was a gentle way to die.

Living people, like ice cream, melted, melted, and melted into a puddle of indistinguishable faces.

The mortals who didn't have time to react were the first to suffer, they didn't even notice the pain, their expressions were blank with panic, they suddenly collapsed, and then slid around like sticky grease.

Bright red brown, transparent and cloudy, melting snow white of railings, dark brown of deck melting, golden melting of ropes, mixed with bright colors of weaving, even Picasso can't paint such a good work again.

The monks reacted quickly, trying to use spiritual energy to protect themselves, but it was the spiritual energy that brought about these changes. Under the collision, even the spiritual energy in their bodies also produced strange changes.

Because they are trying to control, one part of their body still maintains the original shape, but the other part is also melting, then condensing, then vaporizing, and then returning to liquid again, sticking to half of their heads, or a quarter of their chests on the body.

They are like wax figures, put on the stove, so the side near the flame melts, and the side away from the flame remains the same.

It can keep the side away from the flame, which is more terrifying than melting completely in an instant.

The screams finally sounded, but in the next second, the vocal cords also melted, and the brain of the master's spiritual consciousness also melted.

Changing Huayi couldn't help but take a step back.

Take a step back in your imagination.

The aura bodies of the players have been integrated into that wave of aura long ago, the signal across the two worlds was immediately interrupted, and the consciousness of other players returned to their real bodies.

But the mental power of singing Huayi is stronger, so she persisted for a second longer than other players.

This second made her look down, but she couldn't see the pregnant woman behind her, but only saw the whole big ship turned into countless abstract things, big and small, in the repeated melting, sublimation and condensation.

In the silence, singing Huayi heard a soft cry.

Then the shock wave swept over everything, causing the molecules to move in the three-state transition, and they could no longer be arranged neatly, so that the magic weapon ship, which was more fragile than a snowflake, and its passengers, such as people, or other things...

Ashes.

***

"what!"

With a scream, Yan Huiyun suddenly sat up.

This is a well-decorated duplex one-bedroom room. She has an electric blanket under her, making her feel warm and stuffy. However, Yan Huiyun, who woke up from the dream, was sweating profusely, and her nightgown was completely soaked.

The mobile phone was on the bedside table next to her, and she turned it on to realize that it was just two o'clock in the middle of the night.

But she couldn't sleep because she was so sweaty all over, so Yan Huiyun could only get out of bed dizzy and dizzy, pulled on her slippers and found a set of clean pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When she turned on the light in the bathroom, she reflexively glanced at the mirror.

The clean pajamas fell to her feet, and Yan Huiyun saw in the mirror a woman with bloodshot eyes, black eyes, and messy short hair, like a zombie.

In the next second, she vomited into the sink. Unfortunately, today she didn't eat any rice, only drank some water, and retched for a long time, but she didn't spit out anything.

Yan Huiyun, who vomited until her hands and feet became weak, finally slid on the toilet seat and sat down. Even though she knew that she had come to take a shower, she didn't have the strength to stand up for a while.

Her body was left with ashes, her heart was also left with ashes, and there was not even half of her strength left.

Sitting on the toilet like this, drowsy for an unknown period of time, Yan Huiyun suddenly woke up and found that the sky was bright outside the window.

It was another morning, and she actually sat on the toilet seat for five or six hours.

The sweaty pajamas had already dried out by themselves under the body temperature, leaving only a chilly feeling on the skin.

Yan Huiyun didn't even feel any backaches all over her body, because she had been suffering from backaches since yesterday.

However, my backache came from sleeping on the toilet seat today. Why did my backache come yesterday?

Yan Huiyun felt that something was wrong, so she struggled back to the living room, took out the thermometer from the medical kit at home, and put it under her arm.

Lying on the sofa for an unknown amount of time, she took out the thermometer and took a look.

38.1 ℃

Sure enough, I had a fever.

Yan Huiyun rummaged through the medical kit again and found antipyretics, but there was no hot water, so she had to get up to burn it.

Before boiling the water, she turned on the TV and switched to the news channel, so as to fill the too cold one-bedroom with news from all over the world.

No, the news channel is also about "Heavenly Man".

"...the number of daily online users has hit a record low, or consider providing psychological counseling services for the Blazers..."

"...The Star Whale Interactive Entertainment Service Regulations does not mention that if it causes players to experience traumatic psychological disorders...It is said that some players have abandoned the game and decided to take Star Whale Interactive Entertainment to court..."

"...Experts analyzed the reason why Fang Cun Dao's big ship could not leave in time at the end of the 'Qianchuanjie Great Retreat'. To understand this, first understand gravitational waves and curvature..."

Amidst the sound of boiling water, the last day's news caught Yan Huiyun's attention.

She managed to pull herself together and concentrate on listening, but found that she didn't understand half of what she heard.

In order to understand the nouns in it, she took out her mobile phone and began to search for the nouns in the expert explanations, and then accidentally ordered several textbooks and popular science books.

"what."

Yan Huiyun, who was used to doing this, couldn't help but look up to the side of the living room.

This rented hardcover one-bedroom apartment has its own desk, but the bookcase next to the desk was bought by herself after she moved in.The first, second and third floors of the bookcase are already full. After a rough scan, there are some operation books, and then there are reference books on talismans, spirit craftsmen, divine exercises, and meditation that Tianxia players secretly printed. .

...It is said that Star Whale plans to publish such a reference book by itself, but I don't know if it is true.Recalling the gossip she heard from her friends, Yan Huiyun suddenly remembered what she forgot to do.

In the past, even in reality, she spent two hours every day carefully reviewing talismans and spirit crafting knowledge.

but now……

Yan Huiyun looked at the gaming helmet that was charging by the bedside.

The transparent shell of SW2, which is exactly the same as SW1, reminded her of the slippery flow of transparent liquid she saw yesterday...

"vomit!"

Yan Huiyun, who went to the bathroom to vomit again, turned blue, and found that she couldn't bear the scenes related to "Heavenly Man".

She didn't know that even in Lin'an, some people felt that they couldn't bear it.

"The Crazy Dragon Club, the Seven Star Club, and the clubs that will continue to be invested in the future are all good tools that have been accumulated in the past six months... Cough, good hands. High level, strong combat effectiveness, serious work, obeying commands while possessing great strength. The automatic self-awareness is the kind of die-hard player who can greatly motivate the enthusiasm of casual players, but this time I lost it all at once...headache, headache, don't talk to me."

Fan Yichun groaned.

Xia Jiong, who hadn't been back to the Star Whale Interactive Entertainment Building for a long time, went to Fan Yichun's computer to see the list of players who haven't been online since the "Qianchuanjie retreat" incident.

There were thousands of people, and many of the names were familiar to him.

Such as singing Huayi, such as who can say that I am not handsome.

"Telling players that Tianxia is a real world will make them continue to work hard driven by their interests. But once the incident like yesterday happened, it will also cause a greater blow to the players." Xia Jiong said, "In the past, no one was saved. It can be convinced that it is plot killing, planning heart, now..."

Even if the number one master sings Huayi, there will still be frustration in his heart that he can't do anything.

"Should we take some measures to attract these lost people back to the game?" Fan Yichun asked, stroking the hairline non-stop, very anxious, "Send some compensation to these people? Or do a financial management Activities, what can I get if I go online before twelve o'clock today? How long can I get online, and so on?"

As soon as this remark came out, Xia Jiong, who was looking through the list, couldn't help looking at Fan Yichun in surprise.

"I thought I was enough to treat players as tools, Dad Fan, I didn't expect you to be better than me! But if you don't learn anything else, why learn from those mobile games under the name of Kamikaze?"

"What kind of yin and yang talk!" Fan Yichun scolded him, "I'm not in a hurry!"

"There's no need to be anxious," Xia Jiong said, spreading his hands. "These players have been with us since the beta test. It can be said that they are veterans who have fought for Qinghua Road for many years. With sufficient soldiers, if they want to Rest, then let them rest."

"But……"

"Well, Dad Fan, please arrange to send an email to all players. Tell them that we will provide free professional psychological treatment to all players who are diagnosed with mental disorders due to this matter," Xia Jiong took a deep breath, serious face, "I'll go to Sister Hong to contact the mental hospitals in various places. The treatment fee will be borne by Star Whale...no, I will take care of it."

Fan Yichun was startled.

"Wait, boss, you didn't spend money like this!"

Xia Jiong had already turned around, and it seemed that he was going directly upstairs to find Hong Yi.

"That's how money is spent," he said with a wave of his hand, leaving Fan Yichun behind, "It's too perfunctory to give a little resources in the game, why not use money to solve problems that can be solved with money?"

Fan Yichun couldn't help frowning as he was left in front of the computer.

Only then did he realize that he had ignored Xia Jiong himself.

Xia Jiong sat in the rear, did not face the tragedy on the front line yesterday, and at most had a little psychological problem, which would not be a big deal according to common sense, but Xia Jiong himself has serious psychological obstacles, and common sense cannot be used to infer his state.

Moreover, as a senior patient, it is impossible for ordinary people to infer Xia Jiong's state from his appearance.

I have to talk to Teacher Qu...

Fan Yichun thought so, and suddenly received a phone call.

"Hello? Who are you?...Jinhuan Entertainment? Fan support song to boost morale? Uh, please wait."