The transmitted white light gradually faded away.

Su Mingan saw a bright room.

The golden crystal chandelier swayed with a beautiful and brilliant light, like crushed stars, shining on the scarlet carpet.

Facing the teleportation array is an empty chair, and then there is a huge window overlooking the entire Praia. From here, you can see houses as silent as tombstones in the night, and from time to time in the alleys

The exploding energy light waves, and the deep black and rich river water of Praia.

On the walls of the room, there are oil paintings with uniform spacing. In the red paint frames, there are various scenery outside Playa. There are red maple leaves, and the vast sea reflecting the shadow of the City in the Clouds.

, there are red streets that seem to be burning under the setting sun...

Among them, Su Mingan saw a somewhat strange painting.

That is the only portrait painting among all landscape paintings.

A man wearing a cassock stood in front of a burning church, holding a flaming white dove in his hand.

Blood red criss-crosses the picture, and the white dove flies into the sky with scorched wings, and its feathers fall to the ground like bright sparks.

It looks so poignant.

“…Welcome to the Tulip Palace in Praia.”

The woman's voice came from outside the door.

As the small carved door creaked, a flash of bright yellow came in.

She was wearing a bright red cloak and a long golden skirt. Perhaps because it was nighttime, she was not wearing a crown. Her long dark golden hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her light-colored eyes looked extremely smart.

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

As if seeing an acquaintance reunited after a long absence, her eyebrows were curved and there was a real smile in her eyes.

"Welcome back." She said:

"Long time no see, Su Lin."

…

[Lord God World·Server 98]

The night is dark.

On the square, the statue of Boss Rabbit emits colorful lights, the fountain roars in the night, and some players are sitting around the statue.

They generally either fiddle with the materials in their hands or watch 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." said the forging player who was splicing the equipment items in his hands.

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

The boy turned around and said, "It's not completely difficult, right? Xiaoli, have you watched too many live broadcasts of top players?"

"If you want to enjoy yourself, you must watch the players at the top of the list, and the program will be good." Xiaoli swiped at 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 barrage effect in the live broadcast room was excellent. The people inside knew astronomy and geography. Just watching the barrage was like teaching herself the knowledge of the 211 University.

After listening to Xiaoli's words, the boy shook his head and assumed the posture of a teacher:

"Xiao Li, it's also important to support those players who are lagging behind. You see, those players at the top of the list have no shortage of supporters. It would be the icing on the cake for us to go and see them. It's better to go to the back and find those players that no one is watching, and just say a few words to them.

Thank God, they will respond to me and give priority to my opinions... This gives me a sense of participation."

"If you want to have a sense of participation, why don't you go down by yourself." The girl sipped the milk tea and shook the cup to let the pearls sink to the bottom.

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

The warm temperature passed between the two palms. Looking at the boy's hand covering it, the girl blushed a little.

"...Then I just want to accompany you, Xiaoli." The boy whispered beside her, and the temperature around her seemed to be rising: "Our parents are not around. If I die, or happen to meet someone

A world like White Sand Paradise has gone completely crazy, what should you do?"

Xiaoli nudged him: "You won't go crazy, you are very optimistic."

"...It's hard to say." The boy said with a playful smile: "When I was on the forum before, I saw many people saying that there are many people who appear to be normal, even optimistic and cheerful, but are suffering from mental illness in the mainland——

This thing is so mysterious that you can’t see it. If you don’t go to the hospital and take a look, you won’t know you are sick.”

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

She still feels a little guilty for not ending up and just being a purely casual player who eats and drinks.

"Look." The boy brought up an interface for her to see: "This is the order placed by the World Tree Guild to me."

The girl took a look and saw that it was an equipment forging order with a very high reward.

"World Tree Guild?" She was stunned: "How did you get involved with them? Isn't that a super guild in the West? You..."

"That's right." The boy raised his head high and looked very proud: "I hugged you. Their guild is recruiting individual blacksmiths recently. I happened to sign a long-term order with them."

"Really?" The girl shook off the milk tea in her hand and hugged her: "You're so great, Jun Yi!"

Does she know what this long-term order means?

Remuneration means points, and points means a better life.

Points are hard to earn. Players' income is in a pyramid shape. The higher the income, the smaller the number of players. The signing of a long-term order means that their gains are guaranteed even if the game is over.

"Look, let me just say that my original choice was right." The boy said in a rather proud tone: "It's really exciting to experience all kinds of worlds, but after these few worlds have passed, I feel like that's it. I

Look at those rubbish players working hard just to die, and they are not happy at all. Unlike us, who live a leisurely life and have a stable income... Xiaoli, don't worry, I swore at the beginning of the game that I

I will protect you well and will definitely provide you with the best life... You just need to watch your live broadcast with peace of mind and leave it to me to earn points through forging..."

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

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

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

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

He ran past the splashing fountains, past happy people, and rushed into the night like a chasing monster behind him.

Xiaoli straightened up and seemed to feel that the man looked familiar.

"...Who is that?" She had been participating in live broadcasts for several months and was already familiar with all the famous players. She seemed to have some impression of the young man's appearance.

"I don't know." Jun Yi approached her again and saw that she was still looking at that person. He blocked her view with his hand a little jealously: "Leave him alone, Xiaoli... I tell you, wait until the game is over.

We will save a large amount of points, and I will redeem them for many benefits when the time comes. I believe that your father will definitely agree with us..."

Xiaoli hugged him tightly.

She cherishes this kind of happiness very much. There is no discipline from her family or constraints from material conditions. She just needs to stay with the other person, which is the most carefree thing.

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

Colored lights flashed on the street, and gentle vibrato music played melodiously in the night.

Couples whispering hugged each other by the fountain. Next to them, middle-aged people with slightly hunched backs were taking a walk. Children, unsupervised by adults, ran to the other side of the street playing.

In the live broadcast room, barrage like snowflakes floated.

Everything looked very 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 walk in when someone walked next to him who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

The person waiting looked like he was about thirty years old, with young features, but his eyes looked a little desolate, and behind his hands, he looked quite calm and intimidating.

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

"Here we come." Mo Yan said.

He never left the game after the end of the Sixth World.

the reason is simple.

...He felt something was wrong with him.

During breaks and communicating with his sword, he could feel his obvious resistance.

It was like someone was breathing down his neck. Even when he slept at night, he always felt like there was someone 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 was hallucinating. During that confession class and after drinking the truth potion, even if his will was strong enough, he still had unhealed psychological trauma.

He hid the matter and chose to watch the World Forum to see how other players dealt with this situation.

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

Many of these insults are unreasonable. Just because they have appeared next to the first player, they will scold him and find every reason to scold him. It seems that scolding him can make them superior to others.

They scolded him for having ulterior motives, scolding him for being a licker, scolding him for holding others back, scolding him for being unclear about his position. They used all the insulting words and analyzed him from all angles, as if they wanted to pull him.
To be continued...