When I put on the savior vest

Tao Xingwen skillfully opened the game forum, and the first one was the red post, the war declaration post sent by that person.

In the dark environment, the faint blue light from the computer shone on his face, making him look extraordinarily indifferent.

I didn't mention the few words at the beginning, but then it was as the person said, and a week later, he uploaded the video.

He clicked on the video, and the recording was very clear, and he didn't know how he did it. The whole video was not a single perspective, but was cut like a movie.

At first, it was his self-introduction, or that lovely face, speaking with the childishness of a teenager.

"I'm Detective Moore. This is the first time I'm meeting you. Please remember me."

"After all, I'm going to start my debut."

"Ah, did you see it? This is my participant in this game. It's really tragic. I'm about to die in this game."

The blond-haired boy said unreasonably excessive words to himself, and some people walked over with angry faces on the spot.

What followed was brutal suppression. Although the boy didn't hurt anyone, the gleaming machete was placed on the necks of others one by one.

The original sweet smile gradually distorted, and the blond boy in the video looked at everyone happily, as if appreciating their desperate fear.

In the following content, he alone found the game's way of life in an extremely fast way, and then destroyed the way of life.

Just like what he did to them before, he hid the most critical information in the most secret place, and then stayed in a safe place, watching everyone die one by one.

The entire video stopped abruptly when he turned back to the white mist.When he came, there were fifteen people in this game, and when he left, he was the only one.

Tao Xingwen remembers that when he first posted this video, there was a lot of discussion underneath, but the focus of all the people was very strange.

'Why does he have a camera, but our electronics don't work. '

'Why can this guy carry a weapon! !Please let me know! '

'This guy doesn't have any flaws, does he look less than fifteen? '

.......

There are countless posts like this, as if everyone has long ignored this unscrupulous approach.

Only a small part will discuss his approach, but either question why he can find a way so quickly, or turn to weird topics while talking.

In the next few weeks, that person uploaded several dungeons one after another, but without exception, as long as he participated in the game, he was basically the only one who could survive.

And those few lucky ones passed the game due to some strange reasons.

As he uploaded more and more videos, the topic about him also shifted from the initial discussion about why he had a weapon, why he looked underage, etc., to his own behavior.

'No one can stop him! !He is killing people! ! '

'Why don't those guys unite and get rid of that guy first!Then at the critical time, he was still on the inside bar! '

'It's a group of guys, let's cooperate! !Let's cooperate! '

'Where is such a big hidden danger, why do you still doubt your teammates?Is he a pig head? '

The behavior of 'Moore' is like the sword of Damocles, standing on the heads of all players who have watched the video.

Although the chance of matching 'Moore' is very small, he doesn't know why, and more and more players participated in the game with him, from the first dozen people, to twenty, thirty, and now even It's fifty.

As if even the game is cooperating with him, he wants to destroy everyone by himself.

Finally, some people gathered spontaneously on the Internet to denounce this boy named 'Moore', and some people tried to cooperate and trust each other to help complete the whole task together.

But it's a pity that no one found anything about finding the culprit. He seemed to only live in the game and didn't exist in their real world at all.

And the only thing that can prove his existence is a few surveillance videos from more than a month ago.

Tao Xingwen scrolled to the bottom of the post bar. This post has not been updated, and it is still stuck in the video from a week ago.

The man frowned suspiciously. Normally, at this time, the post would be updated.Why is there no response even though 10 minutes have passed today?

Or, what happened again?

Tao Xingwen stared at the computer screen for a while, then closed his eyes tiredly, leaned on the back of the chair, and exhaled slowly.

Either way, it wasn't enough.

He hasn't grown enough.It has not yet reached the level that can confront that person.

In the darkness, the man frowned tightly, looking extremely depressed.

......

And 'Moore', who had just finished another game and didn't upload the video in time, was looking at the man in front of him in surprise, and his mouth formed an O shape because he was too shocked.

On the opposite side of 'Moore', the young man was slumped on the sofa, with his legs crossed, holding a wine glass with wine red liquid in his hand, looking like a gentleman.

"Are you so surprised to see me~"

The young man took a sip of the pomegranate drink in his hand pretending to be deep, and looked at the blond boy in front of him with unknown meaning.

"Are you Ye Qingqing's new younger brother? It's the first time we meet, I'm a very reliable boss."

"You can call me Trash Kiss Senior! I'll be satisfied only with that super kawaii voice."

"..."

'Moore' stood there without moving, his eyes were moist, and he looked a little aggrieved.

'Trash-Ke' was still posing like a gentleman, shaking the drink in his hand slightly, looking at 'Moore'.

"Is it too exciting to see such a reliable senior like me?"

He nodded, and said with a face of approval: "I understand trash kisses."

"This feeling of admiration, this surging emotion in my chest, such a reliable senior is simply the beacon of my life!"

'Trash-Ke' said this, but he seemed to be moved by himself, his expression was agitated, and his eyes were full of tears.

'Moore' kept looking at 'Trash-Ke' sitting on the sofa, and only smiled reluctantly when he saw that he was moved by himself.

"Are you finished?"

'Trash-Ke' was still immersed in his own intoxication, and let out a doubtful "Huh?".

The smile of 'Moore' gradually distorted. He escaped from behind with a two-meter-long machete, and quickly slashed down on the 'Junk-Ke' on the sofa.

"So that's why you want to scribble in my room!"

"Damn it, you poor adult, go to hell!"

This machete can be said to be merciless, so frightened that 'Trash-Ke' fell to the side without even having time to talk, and the blade cut the sofa in half against the edge of his clothes.

"......"

'Trash-Ke' looked at the two halves of the sofa, then looked at the smiling 'Moore', and swallowed hard.

"Don't be so young..."

He also said that he was playing, and the next knife had already been slashed, forcing him to immediately jump up from the sofa and run towards the room.

"Obviously!! Help!!! Your most reliable partner is calling for you!!"

......

Three minutes later, 'Trash-Ke' knelt down pitifully on the ground with his head slightly lowered.Beside him is a silent 'Ming'.

"Woo, sorry, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't be scribbling on the walls of your room or merging your candy collection into one piece."

"Please forgive me..."

'Moore' stood in front of 'Trash-Ke', still holding his machete in his hand.

He looked at the legendary main character of the previous dungeon, and couldn't help but feel unreal about the task he was doing now.

Why can such a guy save the world?How trashy is that world? ?

'Trash-Ke', who kept his head down, didn't see 'Moore' answering for a long time, so he raised his head carefully, showing a pair of wet eyes and looked at him, looking very pitiful.

Moore: "..."

'Ming', who had not made a move all this time, moved. He rolled his eyes at 'Trash-Ke' who was kneeling on the ground, and let out a laugh.

"This guy, that's it. Just get used to it."

When he said that to me, he walked out of his room leisurely, leaving only 'Moore' and 'Trash-Ke' in his room.

"Ugh..."

"It's too much..."

"Obviously we were such close comrades-in-arms before, why are we so indifferent now?"

"What's more, there is not even a decent welcome party... so indifferent... so sad..."

"Woooo..."

This man who was less than 30 years old actually changed his posture from kneeling to lying on the ground, and kept hammering the ground with his fists.

"Ugh...I really want a welcome party...I really want a big cake...I also want to show that nasty guy a fool..."

'Moore': Was there something strange added to that sentence? ?

The 'Trash-Ke' on the ground hammered non-stop, let out a wail from time to time, then raised his head cautiously, looking at the blond boy in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Want a welcome party..."

'Moore':  …

This scene really can't be seen much, the machete in the hand of 'Moore' disappeared, and he sighed helplessly.

"So, Ye Qing doesn't have a more reliable card?"

He was talking to himself, and then touched the body of 'Trash-Ke' with a little disgust.

"Why are you guys unblocked at this time?"

"Damn it, has 999 hours already passed? Why wasn't it 99999 hours back then!"

'Moore' said as he walked towards the door.He stopped at the door, looked back at 'Trash-Ke' who was still lying on the ground, with disgust in his eyes.

"Get up quickly! I haven't eaten cake for a long time."

"I won't keep it for you later."

After 'Moore' finished speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and gave the people on the ground a hard look.

"Also, clean up the graffiti in my room after eating!"

'Trash-Ke' immediately got up, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, ignored the second half of the sentence, and said excitedly: "Sure enough!"

"Kiss juniors still care about me! Let's go, my welcome party~"

"Remember to clean my room! Don't pretend you didn't hear me!!"

"La la la~~"

"hateful..."