Devil Class Cannon Fodder

Charlie Maxwell's game ID is Max (Max). The appearance presented in the game is not completely similar to him, but if he is an acquaintance, he can still tell that it is him.

Charlie Maxwell entered "Orwell's Continent", not to play games, he wanted to have a face-to-face conversation with Behemoth.

The Dann Icefield, where Behemoth is located, has almost extinct players recently - in "Orwell Continent", if the character dies, the backpack will drop, so if the player cherishes his collection, he should reduce it as much as possible. loss.Moreover, it was possible to attack Bechymos in groups in the past, but now Bechymos is not so easy to shove, so the players chose to hold back until they found an effective method.

Charlie Maxwell didn't know about this. He was glad that there were no other players in Dann Icefield. On the other hand, he was very worried. What should he say then?In this absent-mindedness, Charlie Maxwell accidentally tripped and fell on the stone road.

If it was the setting of "The Continent of Orwell" in the past, nothing would happen if Charlie Maxwell fell, but now because of the refinement of the rules, after Charlie Maxwell fell, nothing would happen. Be careful with a sprained ankle, just like in reality.

Charlie Maxwell didn't expect this to happen. He leaned against the stone next to him and thought carefully about what would cause such an effect. The swelling and pain in his ankles came second.

"Are you ok?"

Charlie Maxwell looked up when he heard that. It was a young man driving a modified snowmobile.He was not very handsome, but when Charlie Maxwell saw him, he thought he was very kind, and he couldn't help but feel good about him.Charlie Maxwell also subconsciously regarded the other party as a player, and said with a wry smile: "I accidentally twisted my foot. By the way, I'm Max."

"Maxson." The young man who claimed to be Maxson said with empathy, "This is what happens now, and this kind of injury needs to be dealt with like the outside. If you don't mind, I will take you to find someone to deal with it." ——Do you rarely come to play? I thought I was the only one on the ice field.”

Charlie Maxwell: "Uh, yes."

Charlie Maxwell couldn't say that he came here for the possible evolution of Behemoth, and he could clearly feel the pain in his ankle. After thinking about it, he left with Maxson.It’s amazing to say that on the way to Maxson’s residence, in such a short period of time, Charlie Maxwell felt that he seemed to have known Maxson for a long time, and the two of them talked very happily. Charlie Maxwell sent Feel happy inside.

When he arrived at Maxson's residence, after Charlie Maxwell's ankle was nursed by the nurse, the pain eased, and he stayed to drink tea again, and he felt more at ease physically and mentally.How about feeling? Tea is Charlie Maxwell's favorite taste, the temperature and taste are perfect, and this little house hidden behind the snowy forest, whether it is the appearance, the interior furnishings, or even the fireplace The crackling and crackling of the firewood... was just right for Charlie Maxwell, and made him a little drowsy.

Charlie Maxwell felt more and more that Maxson was a suitable friend for him.If they met in reality, they would definitely become good friends.Charlie Maxwell couldn't help thinking this, he couldn't help but look at Maxson who was sitting on the single sofa next to him, Maxson smiled at him, and Charlie Maxwell laughed too: "I'm so happy Know you, Maxon! You don't know, I've had a lot of troubles lately, but now I think I'll let the troubles go to hell."

"My pleasure," Maxon said.

Next, the two of them went to a coffee shop together.Charlie Maxwell also fell in love with that cafe very quickly. What's even more wonderful is that he also met a few players who got along very well in the cafe. They talked and laughed happily. After those players left, Charlie Maxwell still felt that he couldn't get enough of it, and almost forgot that he was in the game and what he came to do in the game.

The coffee and food provided by the cafe hit the heart of Charlie Maxwell.Even though it can't actually fill your stomach, because the taste buds still play a role in the game, the extreme satisfaction of the taste buds made Charlie Maxwell couldn't help but get carried away.

All in all, it was wonderful.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured over, and Charlie Maxwell couldn't help sighing: "I want to be like this all the time, I don't want to go offline anymore! Everything is so wonderful, today is the happiest day I've had in years! "

"My pleasure." Maxson still said so.

Charlie Maxwell didn't think there was anything wrong, "Yes, I still have to thank you, Maxon." He suddenly realized something, and hurriedly said, "I didn't delay you, did I? If you have other things, You can leave me alone, I can stay here by myself. Well, I think I'll have another cup of coffee—"

Charlie Maxwell watched the dry coffee cup filled with fragrant coffee, he asked in a daze, "Does this cafe have automatic refills?"

Maxon took a sip from his coffee cup and said unhurriedly, "Why not?"

Charlie Maxwell always felt that something was wrong, and Maxson asked again, "Would you like some music?"

Charlie Maxwell subconsciously nodded.

The next moment, familiar music reverberated around the two of them.

Charlie Maxwell: "!!" was playing in his studio that day.

Charlie Maxwell's eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "You, you—"

Maxson blinked, "I like this piece of music very much." As he spoke, the scene before Charlie Maxwell's eyes changed drastically.The quiet and peaceful streets, and the houses full of cultural heritage on both sides, have dismantled themselves and then quickly reassembled.The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared and was replaced by dim lights. They were suddenly in a theater, and the band on the stage was already ready, playing in an orderly manner.

Charlie Maxwell looked down, the coffee table and coffee were gone, replaced by theater bills, and the clothes on him became a dress, and this dress was also the brand and name that Charlie Maxwell usually chose. The style, and even the way the tie was tied, was exactly the same as his usual way of tying it.

Looking at Maxson again, he also changed into a tuxedo, his hair was neatly combed, and his eyes were extremely clear, bright and sharp without being offensive.But at this time, the good mood that Charlie Maxwell had accumulated was poured cold water at this time, and his heart was very up and down.

"Maxson, you—" Charlie Maxwell wanted to ask, "Who the hell are you?", but suddenly he understood something, Maxson, the name already revealed everything.And his previous experiences, why he feels that everything is good and everything fits his heart, that is because it was originally aimed at him.Before Charlie Maxwell thought about him entering the game, he still wondered if he would be treated like a god, but when this kind of treatment came, he was as dull as the stone that tripped him!

Wait, he tripped, was it an accident?

"Frankly speaking, that matter has nothing to do with me," Gu Qing, whose alias was Maxson, turned his head, and his voice became more pleasant, "You really don't exercise outside, Mr. Maxwell." He said and started A virtual screen also popped up next to it, showing Charlie Maxwell adamantly refusing to exercise in real life.

Charlie Maxwell: "...you kind of creep me out like that."

"I thought you were having a very good time under my hospitality." At this time the music was over, Gu Qing released the virtual screen, and an arched door appeared in front of them. Gu Qing stood up and opened the door, and walked towards Charlie Max. Will made a "please" gesture.

Charlie Maxwell had no choice but to go in. Behind that door was a city that made Charlie Maxwell scream in his heart.That city looks prosperous and prosperous, and the shadow of Charlie Maxwell's city can still be vaguely seen, but here Newton's coffin is absolutely unstoppable.Charlie Maxwell has already seen many pedestrians walking along the towering tall buildings parallel to the ground, as if they were walking on a level ground.And looking at the top of the head, there seems to be a completely upside-down city, and people in that city are walking around with their heads facing him.

All this is so realistic that Charlie Maxwell almost forgets that this is just a game world.Charlie Maxwell withdrew his astonished gaze, turned to the 'Maxon' who did all this, he couldn't help muttering: "You are not Behemoth, you have become the 'creator' of this game—— You have control over the game, but how do you do it?"

Gu Qing tilted his head, and a tree-lined path appeared beside him, and the two of them stepped on it.Although Charlie Maxwell hinted that this is all virtual, there is a breeze blowing on the tree-lined path, and the air he breathes is very fresh. When Charlie Maxwell walks around, he doesn't feel tired, but feels that his whole body Full of energy, that is, as before, I feel that everything is [-]% comfortable.

Gu Qing didn't answer Charlie Maxwell's previous question, he said in a calm manner: "It seems that you are still very satisfied with this special treatment, Mr. Maxwell."

Charlie Maxwell said "uh" and said, "I won't deny it."

Gu Qing smiled: "Then do you have the answer now?"

Charlie Maxwell reacted before he realized what question he was asking, which was the philosophical question of what kind of feelings he would feel once he knew that his experiences were all fabricated.Charlie Maxwell has his own ideas, but he still doesn't know how the other party did all this, and what exactly is he thinking?Will you be resentful about this, and want to go to reality and cause an uproar?Charlie Maxwell hesitated for a moment, "You, what do you think?"

Gu Qing put his hands behind his back, pondered for a while and said, "Are you worried that I will take revenge on the world you live in?"

Charlie Maxwell: "...I wanted to say it before, since I am the 'creator', shouldn't I understand all your actions and thoughts, not the other way around?" He this " "Creator" is not too bad?

Gu Qing said slowly: "Self-knowledge, self-knowledge, Mr. Maxwell."

Charlie Maxwell: "..." Fuck you!