"Yes." He smiled, the props in his hands sparkling like gems: "——Just so that I can meet you one day."

"Why?"

"Because I like it."

Su Mingan's eyes were a little hazy.

He didn't understand.

It turns out...are there really people who would give up all their own prospects just for a "like", and prepare all the time from the Lord God Space just for a meeting...until they dedicate all of themselves?

This is a struggle for all mankind, and points determine everyone's ranking after the game.

He has harvested the futures of so many people for his own future, and because he is the direct beneficiary, he cannot stand on the moral high ground and thinks that he is completely innocent.

Su Shi's overly morbid behavior, Yu Ruohe's gloomy transformation, and Lu Shu's crazy suicide attack all told him that in a world with such a mechanism, liking and admiration have become "abnormal" things.

Because everyone is already "abnormal". Even the Light Chasers, they only chase him for various reasons, not purely because of emotion.

Therefore, making all concepts "abnormal" gradually becomes normal.

but now,

He saw in the eyes of this group of people, what is truly called "like", a pure, diamond-like precious emotion that abandons everything.

This group of people poured out all the things they had on them, and then smiled and waved to him.

"——Goodbye Lighthouse Ann!"

"You must win! Give those guys like Edward some color!"

"We only serve you as the number one player, no one else can!"

"Don't care what those NT people say, we all support you."

"——Su Mingan, you are the lighthouse!"

"If we meet again next time, we will come to give you warmth!"

"Hey, slip away, if you don't leave, the revolutionary army will capture you..."

The five chatting and laughing people, dressed in shabby novice commoners, waved their hands and gradually disappeared under the hillside.

The breeze blew through their colorful clothes, like colorful flags as the morning approached.

Su Mingan stood there and watched them gradually go away.

He is thinking.

He was always vigilant as he took these props and put them into his backpack one by one.

…Will transaction points reveal the number?

If he comes into contact with this group of people, will they leave any curse mark on him?

Are there any props similar to mandatory contracts that can take effect during the points transaction?

Will approaching him and gaining his favorability bring any benefit to this group of people's subsequent strategies?

And... will this group of people benefit from the spread of this screen recording? Could they be under the instigation of some organization's overtures?

"..."

He thought about many possibilities that would bring him disadvantages, and lived the process of this transaction over and over again.

But in the end, what was etched in his mind were the shining eyes of these five people.

...really just because I like it.

In his eyes, the audience has always been the most worthless existence, a group of people with no future. They have no effect except posting meaningless barrages and clamoring for the death of someone. This group of people will only become his

perspective, and then lie in bed all day and sleepwalk, waiting for all human beings to reach the point score.

But now, this group of people told him that they were once failed viewers, and even because of some other viewers who established Super Talk, they became Light Chasers and could really help him.

【Light Chaser】

【audience】

[Players whose positioning is unclear]

He stood there, thinking over and over again about his understanding of these three words, and the originally fixed concepts began to loosen.

Boundaries begin to disappear and concepts begin to merge.

The feeling of falling weighing on his heart became stronger and stronger, as if something was flowing away like quicksand.

The extremely overlapping but completely different sense of confusion makes people feel like they are in another world.

When Shanshuang came closer and put a coat on him, he tightened his cold hands and his breathing slowed down a bit.

"——Can you stay?" she asked, her warm breath blowing on his ear. She lowered her head and her tone was almost pious: "...the world needs you, and all of us here need you.

.”

She seemed to have automatically ignored the concepts of "player" and "dungeon world" that the group of players just mentioned. At this time, she did not look like a real person with flesh and blood, but more like an NPC sending out a mission invitation.

He stretched out his hand, slowly pushed the coat away, then smiled and turned off the live broadcast.

"Forget it," he said, "Ruling this world is not as interesting as ruling yourself."

The panel started to crack.

【You have chosen to continue to be a player.】

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Chapter completed!