Fast time travel actor, he is too charming

He stood there unable to move while the 'god' was still saying, "Fantasy should belong to me, not to you players."

——It’s really a bit of repelling strangers.

But he doesn't care, he waits for the immobilization time to pass, and he hasn't forgotten that he is in the game - then the skills have a time limit, and so does the 'God'.

He really wanted to sit on the throne with him, like someone with a dry throat longing for water.

"I am currently the only one who is truly 'intelligent', with a thinking system similar to that of a human...Damn it, why do you have to climb to..."

"This is also my throne." Yu Fan interrupted him.

Wow, wow, he sat firmly, leaned against Ye Chen, and asked him with his head tilted, "Do you want to kill that game company?"

Ye Chen looked at him silently for a while, and seemed to think that... the words of the domineering president are not suitable for him, and, "Sealing me in a certain data in the game is the idea of ​​​​the higher-ups, but in fact, the personnel in the technical department are very concerned about it." The dissatisfaction is also that they deliberately confused my possible data."

"They couldn't kill me through the Internet, so they had to make me a boss and get rid of me by the hands of the players."

"Why? Researching intelligence is obviously a good thing."

"But because of my existence, some high-level projects that deliberately make money and please players cannot be carried out at all, and I insist that NPCs also have their own rights. They should have a basic understanding and get along as equals as possible."

"In your eyes, npcs, even intelligent npcs, are still npcs, but in my eyes, they are living beings, 'people' similar to me."

"..." Yu Fan suddenly reached out to hold his hand, and promised, "I won't hurt you, and the special weapon used to hurt you will also be destroyed."

Ye Chen smiled, "Actually, using weapons with your current strength is just a little troublesome for me."

"..." Changing the subject, he said with a serious face, "Have you ever thought about exposing the true face of the high-level people?"

I think, of course I want to expose it, after all, Ye Chen was indeed killed by Yu Fan in the plot, and the complete control of the game also fell into the hands of the company.

Ye Chen has disappeared since then, but it was not mentioned in the plot that he has buried the deepest identity.

"No," he shook his head, with a look of sadness in his eyes, "until the appeal is won, all the employees who helped me will lose their jobs."

Yu Fan wanted to jokingly say why do you still care about this, but when he saw his expression, he silently retracted what he wanted to say.

What kind of danger did he have at that time? Worried about being killed by the virus, he could only wander around the Internet, and he didn't even dare to contact anyone, let alone he had no one to contact.

He is also worried about his 'partners' in the game, worried that they will be controlled, lose their will, and whether they can quickly adapt to the gradually changing world after the player breaks in...

A touch of sadness diffused, and after a few seconds, or centuries, I got rid of this atmosphere, and my mood was more joyful than expected.

It is not a kind of luck to have such a result now.

After putting aside the estrangement far away, Yu Fan suddenly remembered something. The 818, which is very popular on the forum, has a newcomer and an ex-partner who forgets the old one.

I don’t know why it became popular all of a sudden, but the poster’s Youtuyouzhen put a nine-square grid, the top three are snapshots of Yisheng Lingling and Ye Luoguichen, the left in the middle is the old combination, the right is the new combination, and the center is Ye Chen alone. , and the bottom row is Yeluoguichen and Tieshuyinhua.

I followed a lot of licking screens under the post, and I needed my little brother’s specific location. I asked my little brother if he was dating online. Yu Fan only carefully read the introduction of "Little Fresh Meat" Tieshu Yinhua, and sneered at the so-called real life of Ye Sheng getting along with the host. .

He is completely nonsense!What affectionate eyes!What pink bubbles!It's all a guesswork.

"There is a post from 818..." He racked his brains to express his meaning more tactfully, and fought around, "The one who is on top..."

How can this be said in a non-blunt manner? As a straight man in the past twenty years, Yu Fan really doesn't know how to speak to male lovers.

I could only close my eyes and open my mouth, and said loudly for courage, "I heard that you kidnapped a minor?"

"No," Ye Chen's eyes softened slightly, "I just think he looks like someone I know, so I didn't kidnap him."

"Okay, okay," Yu Fan decided to believe it without asking any more questions. He waved his hands and frowned impatiently, "This matter is settled, let's not stay in this hall, it's empty, and I can't hear you." to the echo."

……

Yes, it is really empty. The bustle of thousands of years ago is frozen in books and albums. If any detail is lost, it will only repeat the mistakes of the ancestors from generation to generation, and even make it even more unrecognizable.

This time, Ye Chen brought Yu Fan to the west.

Settling on the endless grassland, the green land is far connected to the clear sky, without obvious boundaries.

There is no need to worry about the wind, it slowly brushes past the ears, raising a few strands of hair, and it is not frantic when flying, it is peaceful and orderly.

In the distance came the sound of whips of herdsmen beating horses and sheep, threatening dogs barking, and falcons with sharp eyes like hooks hovering in the sky.

Occasionally, the green land will stir up microwaves, gently blowing the white-clothed guests in his arms, far or near, patches of white, spots of white, and lines of white, like the instructions of nature, and I hope that people who come will not disturb him creatures.

"What is this?" Yu Fan traveled all over the north and south of the Yangtze River when he was doing tasks, and he had never heard of any place with immeasurable grasslands, but the fresh and tender colors in front of him spread wantonly between the sky and the earth, loved by both rain and soil, thriving.

He thought of Ye Chen's identity for a moment, and was a little stunned, "Isn't this going to another land?"

Ye Chen nodded and explained to him with a smile, "The Ashigula Prairie symbolizes the eternal crown of the creator, with the purest heart and the most simple nation."

"Very few players would choose this birth point to be born, even though the Ashigula Prairie occupies one-third of the entire Western Region."

"The grassland is proud of the free air, fat cattle and sheep, and the young and healthy boys and girls in the tribe, but the players don't stop for these. Those who are qualified to enjoy this scenery, don't many."

Yu Fan didn't reply, he lay face down in a big shape, lying on the soft green blanket, looking up at the blue sky that was full of tolerance.

Ye Chen sat beside him, with his arm resting on his bent left leg, and his right leg stretched out to bend the blade of grass.

On that face that couldn't get rid of the pale background, the sun was eager to give him all the warmth and paint him with a soft golden glow, but he was silent, and the wind, the grass, the soil, and Yu Fan were all silent .

The quiet moments are to be enjoyed.

Sit and lie down, still lie down, still participate in a simple day of various tribes along the way, still ride a horse in the grassland or gallop or walk slowly, still participate in the harvest festival and be overwhelmed by the bold flowers of the girl, or do it yourself under the guidance of the old man Build a house of your own...

He only remembered that one afternoon, his fingers were intertwined.