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Su Mingan saw a bright room.

The golden crystal chandelier dangled a beautiful and brilliant light, like crumpled stars, sprinkled on the scarlet carpet.

Facing the teleportation array is an empty chair, and then there is a huge window overlooking the whole of Praia. From here, you can see houses that are as silent as tombstones in the night, the energy light waves blasting from time to time in the alleys, and the deep black and rich river water in Praia.

On the wall of the room, there are oil paintings with uniform spacing. In the red lacquer frame, there are various scenery outside Praia. There are red maple leaf forests, the vast sea reflecting the shadow of the city in the cloud, and the reddish streets that seem to be burning in the sunset...

Among them, Su Mingan saw a somewhat strange painting.

It is the only portrait painting among all the landscape paintings.

A man in a priest's robe stood in front of the burning church with a burning white dove flying in his hands.

The blood-red color was on the screen, the white dove fluttered into the sky with scorched wings, and the feathers fell to the ground, like lit sparks.

It looks poignant.

"...Welcome to the Court of Tulips in Praia."

A woman's voice came from outside the door.

With the "squeak" sound of the small carved door, a bright yellow came in.

She was wearing a bright red cloak and a long golden dress, perhaps because at night, she did not wear a crown, her dark golden hair was draped over her shoulders, and her light-colored eyes looked extremely smart.

Seeing Su Ming'an standing in the teleportation array, she curled her lips slightly, showing an extremely elegant and perfect smile.

As if seeing an acquaintance who had met after a long absence, her brows and eyes were curved, and there was a genuine smile in her eyes.

"You are welcome back," she said:

"Long time no see, Su Rin."

...

[Lord God World · 98 suits]

The night was dark.

On the square, the Boss Rabbit statue exudes multicolored light, the fountain squeaks in the night, and some players sit around the statue.

They are generally fiddling with the materials in their hands, or watching the live broadcast in front of them. This is their work and life, and it is a way for them to survive in such a world.

"The seventh world is really easy." The forging player who spliced ​​the equipment in his hand said.

"Well, it doesn't feel difficult at all." The girl drinking milk tea next to him responded.

The boy turned his head: "It's not difficult at all, right. Xiaoli, have you watched a lot of the live broadcasts of the top players?"

"If you want to be cool, you must watch the top players, and the show's effect is good." Xiaoli stroked the interface of the live broadcast room in front of her. She was watching Lu Shu's live broadcast.

Although Lu Shu couldn't speak at all, the effect of the bullet screen in the live broadcast room was very good. The people inside knew astronomy and geography. Just watching the bullet screen was equivalent to self-taught knowledge of 211 University.

Listening to Xiao Li's words, the boy shook his head and assumed the attitude of a teacher:

"Xiao Li, it's also important to support those players who lag behind. You can see that those players at the top of the list have no shortage of supporters. Let's go to see them. It's icing on the cake. It's better to go to the back and find those players that no one is watching, just tell them a few words. They would be thankful for that and would respond to me and give priority to my opinion...it's so engaging."

"If you want to have a sense of participation, why don't you go down by yourself." The girl sucked the milk tea and shook the cup, allowing the pearls from the bottom to slip up.

"Hey, drink like this." The boy put down the prop in his hand, held the girl's hand, and helped her tilt the cup over.

The warm temperature was passed between the palms of the two, and the girl's face blushed a little when she saw the boy's hand covering it.

"...Then I still want to be with you, Xiaoli." The boy whispered beside her, the temperature around him seemed to be rising: "Our parents are not around, if I die, or I happen to meet one A world like Baisha Paradise has gone completely crazy, what should you do?"

Xiaoli nudged him: "You are not crazy, you are very optimistic."

"...That's hard to say." The boy said with a smirk, "I saw a lot of people say that there are a lot of people who seem to be normal, even optimistic and cheerful, but suffer from mental illness in the mainland— This thing is very mysterious, you can't see it, if you don't really go to the hospital to see it, you don't know that you are sick."

"So, are we actually staying away from danger?" Xiaoli hesitated for a moment.

She still felt a little guilty about her behavior of not ending the game and just being a pure casual player who eats and drinks.

"Look." The boy called up an interface to show her: "This is an order from the World Tree Guild to me."

When the girl saw it, it was an equipment forging order with extremely high compensation.

"World Tree Guild?" She was stunned: "How did you get involved with them? Isn't that the Western Super Guild? You..."

"That's right." The boy raised his head high, looking very proud: "I hugged my thighs, their guild is recruiting forgers for scattered people recently. I happened to sign a long-term order with them."

"Really?" The girl threw off the milk tea in her hand and hugged it abruptly: "You are amazing, Jun Yi!"

She knew what this long-term order meant.

Reward means points, and points mean the life of a human being.

Points are hard to earn. Players' income is in a pyramid state, and the higher the income, the fewer people. The signing of a long-term order means that even if the game is over, their harvest can be guaranteed.

"Look, I'll just say I made the right choice." The boy's tone was rather smug: "It's really exciting to see various worlds, but these few worlds have passed, so I feel like that. I Look at those junk players who work hard and give away their heads. They are not happy at all. Just like us, we have a leisurely life and a stable income... Xiaoli, don't worry, I swear at the beginning of the game, I It will protect you well, and will definitely provide you with the best life... As long as you watch your live broadcast with peace of mind, and forge and earn points, just leave it to me..."

Xiaoli hugged him and put her head on his shoulder, looking extremely happy.

The happy couple, who had promised each other, embraced under the colorful lights.

The milk tea cup rolled to the ground and was suddenly stepped on by a shoe.

A figure different from the leisurely people walked over here with extremely fast footsteps, almost as fast as running.

He ran past the "Crash" fountain, past happy people, and rushed into the night like a monster chasing behind him.

Xiao Li stood up straight, as if feeling that the person was a little familiar.

"...Who is that?" She has been on the live broadcast for several months, and has long been familiar with all the famous players. She seems to have a little impression of the young man.

"I don't know." Jun Yi approached her again, and seeing that she was still looking at the man, he blocked her view with his hands a little jealously: "Leave him alone, Xiaoli...I tell you, wait until the game is over, We will save a lot of points, and I will exchange a lot of benefits at that time. I believe that your father will agree with us at that time..."

Lily hugged him tightly.

She cherishes this sense of happiness very much. There is no family discipline or material constraints. Just staying with each other is the most carefree thing.

The festive atmosphere on the eve of Christmas Eve gradually became stronger.

Colorful lights flicker on the street, and the gentle vibrating music is melodious in the night.

The whispering couple hugged by the fountain, next to a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back walking, and a child without an adult's control, running from the street to the other side playing around.

In the live broadcast room, a snowflake-like barrage floated.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

...

The young man who had been running in a hurry ran across the street and stopped in front of a building.

He was about to go in. There was a man who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

The person who was waiting looked about thirty years old in appearance, with young eyebrows, but his eyes looked a little desolate, and behind his hands, there was a state of anger and authority.

"Mo Yan, are you here?" the man said in a low voice.

"Come on." Mo Yan said.

He didn't play again after the Sixth World ended.

the reason is simple.

...he felt something was wrong with him.

He could feel his apparent resistance when he communicated with his sword during breaks.

As if someone was breathing into his neck, even when he went to bed at night, he always felt that someone was lying on the ceiling.

He tried to look and saw Linen's face.

In the white sand paradise, the face of linen.

... He knew that he had hallucinations, and after drinking the Veritaserum Potion in that confession class, even if his will was strong enough, there was still an unhealed wound in his mind.

He concealed the matter and chose to go to the World Forum to see how other players deal with the situation.

...then he saw countless abuses directed at him.

Many of these abuses are unreasonable, just because they have appeared next to the first player, they will scold him, find every reason to scold him, it seems that scolding him can make them superior.

They scolded him for having other plans, licking dogs, dragging people down, and scolding him for being unclear. They used all the insulting words and analyzed him from every angle, as if they were going to grab him. Just a few of his actions put him on the pillar of shame.

He felt very aggrieved, and was a little autistic for a while. He wondered if he had done something wrong to be so insulted by everyone.

So he began to reflect, began to correct, and began to read those posts that scolded him attentively, hoping that he could do better.

Then accidentally, he saw another post.

... the same abuse.

It's just that the targets of abuse have changed, some are Su Shi, some are Yu Ruohe, some are Xiao Xiao, some are Qin Ze, and he even saw people who scolded Lu Shu and Yue Yue among them.

They can always catch the "sinister of human nature" from all angles, and then speculate wildly and abuse others with the greatest malice. As long as someone appears in the spotlight, they will scold them, because these people are not "perfect" saints in their hearts .

So Mo Yan gradually understood.

It's not that he did something wrong, it's just that these people like to scold people.

They unilaterally give certain people the responsibility of being "perfect" and then supervise them as a watchdog. In this way, they will always be blameless as "judges".

- And as actors who blame others, the more they blame others, the more honorable they appear to be.

Mo Yan followed the man into the snow-white building.

As soon as he started, he smelled a strong smell of disinfectant, which he was very familiar with. In that white sand paradise, he often smells like this.

He looked up.

In the ward, in the corridor, there was a faint sound of weeping. People were wearing hospital gowns and walking around like a corpse, with relatives and friends weeping beside them.

The entire snow-white building seemed to have fallen into a sad mood.

"Mo Yan, your brother's condition is fine." The man next to him said, "His mental state is fairly normal. After being admitted to the hospital, he is in good condition. He just has thoughts of giving up on himself from time to time. You don't have to come and watch it so often."

"I just have nothing to do." Mo Yan passed the patient lying on the bench covering his face and crying: "Also, my brother has gone to the seventh world. If I don't come again, no one will see my brother."

"Nothing to do? I remember you teamed up with the first player in the sixth world, right? They all said that you gained his trust, and it is estimated that many organizations will contact you?" The man touched his bearded chin: "Why don't you seize the opportunity to chat with the first player and ask him to take you with him in the seventh world? I think your brother Mowen is not on the team with the people? What about you? Why don't you fight for it?"

"My brother can form a team with them because of his strong skills. As for me, there is no need to just post it." Mo Yan said, "I have turned off private messages, and I don't have any friends. I don't want to involve my brother."

"You are, you can't contact people on your own initiative?" The man smiled.

"My strength is not good, there is no need to drag the big brother."

"..." The man was silent for a moment: "Mo Yan, did you read the words of the group of people on the forum?"

Mo Yan raised his head and said nothing.

The pale light of the hospital flashed across his eyes, and his expression was frighteningly quiet.

"A dog will bark harder at people who are afraid of it than at someone who yells at it. If you want to run, it will be even more mad. It can't wait to chase after you. It is happy to appreciate your kindness. It's like running away in a hurry." The man said: "...It's a dog, but in a sense, animals and humans have something in common - you don't have to think of those guys as people, the more you run away, the more silent, the more they are It's maddening, the more joyful it is to cry."

Mo Yan looked at him, his eyes very quiet.

"What about Big Brother?" he said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It depends on how you see him. "The man said: "Do you think of him as your close eldest brother, or the unreachable first player." Is it the superior who gave you hope, or... the one who dragged you into the quagmire of public opinion? "

"Big brother is big brother." Mo Yan said.

The man laughed inexplicably.

"In a sense, your big brother did nothing wrong," he said. "His way of dealing with these voices is very effective. Don't you think those guys on the forum are just a bunch of self-talking clowns? ?"

Mo Yan listened and thought.

"...But those guys were clearly dancing happily."

He said.

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