This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Boss, don't change it, it's still beautiful.

He finally took over a small studio, working from nine to five every day, never short of a penny in design fees, and has lived a life with a house and a car ever since.

Walking out of the subway station in the evening, he was about to buy some cakes to go home as a gift for meeting his girlfriend for 100 days, when he saw a chubby thing appearing in front of him.

It has an oval appearance, with several cute facial features on its face, and a dark green liquid inside its body, it looks like a slime that just came out of the game.

Pedestrians around didn't seem to see this strange thing, and told the boss not to change it, feeling that this might be another man-made show.

Douyin is still Kuaishou, where is the guy taking the picture with his mobile phone?

Don't look for it. The slime on the ground said to the boss, Do you still remember who you are?

Speak! Is this equipped with a stereo? It's so delicate.

Don't change the boss, he walked up curiously, picked up the slime to see if the speaker was below, and then was hit by the slime head-on.

Jumping in front of the other party who fell to the ground, Lu Fan sighed: Have you forgotten the previous things? This thing also has some characteristics of evil things. I don't want to explain it. Come with me.

This slime jumped one meter high, obviously falling normally, but the boss stopped it and felt the whole ground tremble.

Afterwards, the sky cracked open.

The already blackened sky splits in the middle, and a white background appears below the sky.

Then, the surrounding scenery began to become two-dimensional, skyscrapers, driving cars, pedestrians in a hurry, vendors selling stinky tofu... these things were directly compressed into pictures, and degraded from pictures into words.

The whole world seemed to be broken down into pure words in an instant, leaving only the boss, don't change, and Lu Fan in front of him.

Staring blankly at the scene in front of him, the boss quickly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call home, but then found that his mobile phone had also deteriorated into two italics: mobile phone.

This, this is...

Let's go, the next stop, we have to call Xiaodangjia.

A huge void stands abruptly in front of one person, one history, and countless words are sucked into it like a torrent, and fall into the end of the void.

Seeing Lu Fan jump in directly,

The boss couldn't help shouting: What is this, what is this! What's wrong with me?

Throwing the briefcase that had turned into words into the hole, he pulled his hair and shouted: I knew it couldn't be so smooth! How could the person I like like me, how could my boss be so kind, I knew I'm dreaming! This shit-like dream, this shit-like reality! Fuck it, fuck it!

Throw away everything that can be dropped, don't change it, the boss, and then jump into the hole, pouring into the end of the hole together with a lot of words.

Whatever you love, just wake up from this bad dream.

On the other side of the void, another sky is connected.

The words that emerged here from the original world melted like ice and snow, and became one with this world.

From the perspective of the boss, don't change it, there seems to be a little more watermelons in this world.

The place where he landed was in a park.

The statues here are watermelons, the watermelons are planted in the garden, and even the children passing by are holding watermelons in their hands.

A couple carrying watermelons passed by him. The woman wrapped her arms around the man's arm and asked softly, Would you like cold watermelon or braised watermelon tonight?

Steam it, I'm a little angry, it's better to eat lightly.

OK.

Watching the couple leave, the boss thinks this dream is really weird.

The cars driving on the street are in the shape of watermelons, and the clothes of the people clustered together are all in the pattern of watermelons, with red and green everywhere, telling the boss not to change it. The world is really strange.

Well, Slime, where are you?

Here. Lu Fan's voice came from the crowd in front of him.

Squeezing into the crowd, the boss saw Lu Fan surrounded by a group of people, surrounded by a dozen girls, obsessively touching Lu Fan's body.

It's so cute, this talking watermelon is really cute.

I really want to touch it all the time, it feels really comfortable.

I want to eat it right now, I can't hold it anymore!

A slime charge by Lu Fan directly sent the guy holding the watermelon knife flying, and then jumped on the boss's head.

Walk.

where to?

Whatever, let's talk about getting rid of this group of people.

The boss didn't change his mind and glanced at the obviously fanatical crowd, he could only hug Lu Fan and rush towards the secluded place.

Hiding in the woods, the boss who finally got rid of the others, stared at Lu Fan, gritted his teeth and asked, What's going on, why did I have such a strange dream?

Lu Fan glanced at the other party, and then bumped directly on the bridge of the other party's nose.

The boss who was knocked down again, don't change it, touched his nosebleed, and shouted angrily: What are you doing?

Does it hurt?

How could it not hurt!

Then do you think you're still dreaming?

Boss, don't change your words.

Pinching the bridge of his nose to stop the bleeding, he sat cross-legged on the ground, stared blankly at Lu Fan, and took a long time to collect his thoughts: So, this is the reality?

No, we are in a fictional world. And don't make noise, I'm looking for information.

Boss, don't change it. Only then did I realize that Lu Fan had brought a newspaper at some point, and he was reading the newspaper seriously.

Going forward, the boss didn't change his mind and found that the headline on the front page of this newspaper was a portrait of a young man, and there was a news headline next to it: Nobel Prize Winner in Biology——The Legendary Life of a Young Master.

Why did this person come up with this name? How much his parents don't want to see this child. The boss couldn't help but complain.

Your name isn't much better either.

Who said that, boss, don't change the name... Fuck me, why am I called this name!

So I'm telling you to stop arguing, I'm still researching the information. Well, I probably understand. Unlike you, the little boss has deeper desires, and more content needs to be simulated to satisfy the happiness conditions he needs. And he If you want to win the Nobel Prize in Biology by growing a watermelon, then you can only modify human cognition and make watermelon something everyone likes.

What are you talking about, I don't understand.

Simply put, these worlds exist to make you happy. In order to make you happy, logic and common sense are secondary. Let's go, take me to see Xiaodangjia.

How do I know where he is?

Lu Fan sighed, pointed to the sky and said: Half of this world has already merged with your world, so you have half of the power in this world. Define what you want to do most as seeing Xiaodangjia, then you will definitely be able to see him. he.

But I don't want to see him!

No, you want to.

After finishing speaking, Lu Fan bumped directly into the boss's belly, making him almost spit out the overnight meal.

Say, do you want to!

I think, I think! Did it work?

It's not strong enough, come again!

I think, I really do! Don't come, ah!

In the secluded woods, the boss's miserable cry echoed.