The resident singer randomly selected a live broadcast room, at least not to show anyone too negative scenes.

The screen jumped, and what appeared was a live broadcast room of a first-class player ranked among the top 1,000 in the rankings. This woman was about thirty years old, standing stupidly beside the desk, with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry..."

She kept repeating, and she was surrounded by people who were repenting. Their regrets almost converged into rivers, and their negative emotions almost came to their faces through the screen.

The resident singer frowned and changed the live broadcast room again.

People in the booth came to discuss:

"This is really ridiculous. There are probably a lot of crazy people."

"It's a veritaserum, and it's a real illusion. Who would have thought that there is such a thing in White Sand Paradise."

“Many players at the top of the list have been tricked, so much so that they have lost all face…”

"It's not a loss of face, it means they truly expressed their thoughts."

"It is said that after Lin Jiang died, the human progress bar dropped by 1%... With such a large weight, I really can't place my hope on these people. There are too many hypocritical people. I really didn't expect Dole to

I have such an idea.”

"Tch, what can you do if you don't have sustenance? Alke, do you dare to leave?"

"..."

"Some people have already begun to speculate on the weight of the players at the forefront."

"I'm afraid that the strongest one will have a full 10% weight, you know, that one. But what scares me even more is that I think my guess is very likely to be true."

"..."

The masked girl yawned, listening to these words, and put the wine into her mouth.

She still held a paintbrush in her hand, and seemed to be practicing sketching.

She was just looking for a place to rest, but she could always hear about that person everywhere.

Information related to the first player is like a collection of world lines. No matter what people are talking about, no matter where they talk, they can always talk about him in the end.

The masked girl listened and watched the screen above switch between live broadcasts.

Countless barrages flew across the screen like snowflakes in an instant, almost completely covering the screen.

The girl just glanced around and saw a bunch of small white barrage text in this live broadcast room:

[It’s my favorite time to cheat again.]

[Although I knew this person was cheating every time, I was convinced every time...]

[The first player’s sanity value should be quite low now. I just noticed something was wrong with him, but now his speech is quite fluent.]

[This is the legendary strategy state, discarding all debuffs.]

[Woo...Dongxue, my Dongxue...Why are you a boy? You are so cute...]

[Ugh... Mo Yan, my Mo Yan... Su Mingan actually kicked Mo Yan out to soak in the rain in order to conquer the winter snow. What a tool. 】

[Didn’t he do the same thing to Ryan last time? The first player didn’t even bother to hide it from anyone who had nothing to do with the strategy process.]

[Hey, have you seen Dole’s live broadcast room? Something happened.]

[Sigh...I see, it's not easy for everyone, who doesn't have some selfish desires...]

【……】

The popularity value in the upper right corner of this live broadcast room starts with 100 million.

The girl heard a familiar voice coming from the LCD screen. The voice seemed to vibrate through her soul, and every sound resonated.

...After all, that is her "god".

Even if the gods had ignored her at the United Group meeting and ignored her, it didn't matter to her. Gods should be gods. As a "Light Chaser", they shouldn't require gods to respond to every one of his believers.

.

As she listened to his voice, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously, as if she was satisfied.

Her "god" was sitting in a cave at this time. The bright red fire was particularly dazzling in the dim cave. The firelight jumped on his face, and the expression on his face was extremely stable.

He seemed to be speaking calmly, as if telling a story, and his steady voice was like a slowly flowing stream of water, rushing toward her through a crackling fire.

"...There will always be special people in this world, but it's not me. I just keep walking on the road of discovering that I am mediocre." He said to the girl opposite the fire, his voice was extremely soft.

The girl named Dongxue was also looking at him, with a pair of extremely bright black eyes.

The firelight danced in her eyes, and there was a feeling of relief in them.

The "god" on the screen continued to speak, his tone was extremely calm and approachable.

"... When you realize that you are no longer so special, you have grown up. It is indeed difficult, painful and helpless to admit that you are an ordinary person and accept your ordinaryness, but this is the process of growing up.

The only way to go."

"Praising words from others can easily become a curse for a person's life."

"Dongxue, don't let these words control yourself, you are good enough."

"God" said, his voice paused.

Outside the screen, the masked girl listened carefully, as if listening to holy words.

"Miss Su, Mr. Angel is looking for you."

There was a call from behind.

The masked girl Su Shi put down the wine glass in her hand.

"I will only believe in one god." She said: "I will not listen to his preaching. Let him get out. Don't bother me to listen to the words of gods."

Su Shi said, knocking the wine glass on the bar table, making a crisp sound.

A young man wearing a snow-white priest's uniform slowly walked in from outside the bar. He was holding a snow-white cross in his hand and seemed to be muttering something.

When the guests nearby saw this scene, they immediately stopped talking, raised their hands one after another, and started taking photos and recording.

"That's Angel! Dark Priest Angel!"

"Big brother on the list, record it and post it to the forum, I think it will get a lot of popularity."

"...Damn it, Angel, there is always a topic. Last time at the joint human self-rescue meeting, people discussed the topic of preaching. The scene was extremely funny. I was really impressed..."

"It seems that there are also some fallacies spread. This person is paranoid and stubborn. He can judge whether a person is good or evil by himself. He kills people without mercy. He is simply a madman..."

After listening to these people's words, Angel's smile did not change and he just walked slowly.

He has a pair of emerald green eyes, and even when he is smiling, he has a lingering melancholy temperament.

"Angel?" Su Shi turned around.

The mask covering the upper half of her face concealed her appearance, preventing others from noticing that she was Su Shi.

Otherwise, these guests would have run away long ago and would be afraid of being bombed by her again.

"Aren't you a top player? The Sixth World has no end?" Su Shi said.

"It was an extremely evil world." Angel sighed slightly: "I traveled to other worlds just to save those people who were struggling on the line of life and death. But in such a world, you can tell just by looking at the keywords, it's too

I am too desperate to recover."

"If you are here to preach to me, you can leave." Su Shi said.

"But, Miss Su Shi, I think my thoughts are very similar to those of the first player, but I don't know why your attitudes towards us are so different."

Su Shi tapped the table with his finger, a little impatiently: "What do you know? You two are nothing alike."

"The key lies in [classification], isn't it?" Angel's green eyes showed a little doubt: "People who are useless should not be kept, they need [trial]. And the people who should be saved, we must

Reach out to them and save them from the fire. We cannot repeat the mistakes of the past, and we need to understand that only plain horror can awaken people, that escape is not an option, and that people know next to nothing..."

"Angel, what are you here for?"

"Miss Su Shi, it seems that I can't convince you. You have already rejected my words in advance." Angel seemed a little helpless. He kissed the cross between his fingers and closed his eyes: "...So I want to tell you something.

The gods say this."

Su Shi fell silent.

Angel raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised: "As the most "loyal" light chaser, you can't even contact your own gods, right?"

Angel's words were like a knife piercing Su Shi's heart. She gritted her teeth and became a little angry.

"Get out, get out." She pointed at the door and asked him to leave.

The people beside the booth raised their hands, and they were recording this scene in silence.

"It's a pity." Angel said, "It seems that my trip was in vain. You have not been recognized by your god."

"If you don't get out, I will ask the boss to throw you out." Su Shi said: "With a priest who only adds spiritual attributes, you will have no power to fight back, and you will regret it."

"I understand." Angel smiled, and he didn't seem angry at all.

Facing everyone's timid, curious, or probing gazes, he slowly turned around and returned with slow steps, just like when he came.
To be continued...