The network that embodies the hope of people in the ruined world, and the emotional sustenance woven by relatives and lovers - in the eyes of players, it is only worth 0.3 points per.

"Yes, if something happens, at most some npcs will die in the process of success." said another young man.

He Yuan looked at this scene as if he was outside the bustle.

She thought that he might have guessed that outside the screen, there would be so many idle people selling his surroundings, holding his pillow, painting his paintings, and gathering people to watch him bleed.

Does he care?

Or do you know that he can't control such things at all?

If this kind of activity is gone, it will ruin many people's jobs. In the past, adventure players said they did not like this kind of activity, but they did not work.

He Yuan walked to a huge wishing wall. The five-meter-high wishing wall was erected on three floors by wooden stairs, which could be written on people's blessings.

On it, there were convenience signs posted and tens of thousands of exhibition participants wrote the wishes of tens of thousands of participants with oil pen:

[Wish Su Mingan everything goes well in the future!]

[I wish the first player happiness every day and don’t take medicine!]

[The first player, you have worked hard in these four months. I hope to see you continue to win in the next eight months.]

[If I can meet the first player, I hope I can teach you how to cook with my own hands. Hehehe, I really want to drink the broth you made, and I can drink it every day.]

[The gods in Yunshang City are here! I am in charge of the power of the squid and enjoy the power of the soul. You don’t kneel down yet! Little Su Mingan, it’s ridiculous, look at my dream weaving technique!]

[Wow, the post-it note above claims to be the god of Yunshang City? Then I am Su Mingan’s dog!]

[Su Mingan saw the butterfly and the mantis flying on me, thinking I was Lu Shu. Now I don’t want Su Mingan to know what to do if I am Lu Shu. I’m waiting online, it’s very urgent.]

【…】

He Yuan put his hand on this huge wall. She seemed to be able to see the expressions of countless people through this wall, smiling, excited, and laughing...

The bright red characters of Fu were pasted on the glass of the exhibition, and the sun shone with thin red paper, which was extremely warm.

Suddenly, she heard a scream erupting from the crowd, and the men and women scattered.

"--What's wrong!"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

He Yuan looked up and saw people scattering in horror.

A young man stood in front of the live broadcast stage, with several players who were unaware of life and death lying beside him. The young man's eyes were as bright as blood, as if filled with magma of hell.

"Who is that person!"

"What's going on? Did he use a bomb? There is obviously an explosion-proof talisman here!"

"Poison, it's poison! Poison! The people on the ground look wrong!"

Like frightened birds and beasts, people scattered everywhere.

The young man with blood-red eyes raised his head.

"Bang!"

His fist hit the live broadcast screen, and with a "click", glass fragments splashed everywhere and broke all over the floor.

"They don't deserve to look at you like this..." The young man with red eyes stared at the shattered screen, touching the figure between the screen with his fingers. There was a flame-like fanaticism in his eyes.

"They are not worthy..."

...

"——Ms. Lin Wangan, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I wish you a happy new year."

In the white ward, the woman leaning against the bed had a beautiful face and a gentle expression. Her hands were placed on a snow-white sheet, and the ring on her ring finger was slightly shining.

Hearing the voice of blessing, she glanced at the black-haired man walking in. The man's face was straight and handsome, with traces of Su Changming between his eyebrows and eyes. His facial lines were similar to Su Ming'an, but they were sharper than Su Ming'an, like a piece of sharp marble with sharp edges.

"Today I brought you eight treasure porridge. If you don't want to get up and walk around, just drink some porridge. The enjoyment on your taste buds is not missing." Lu Changshen was carrying a basket.

Seeing that Lin Wangan didn't say anything, Lu Changshen helped her uncover the lid of the eight-treasure porridge and handed the bowl to her:

"This is the craftsmanship of a five-star chef on Zhai Xing before, let's try it."

Lu Changshen is a member of the Joint Regiment. To be precise, he is the officer of the Yangtze River System deployment of the Joint Regiment Longguo, and a member of the "Tianyu Department" of one of the seven ministries. He is currently responsible for handling related matters about Ms. Lin Wangan.

As for why he has to care about a casual player who has no strength all day long - just because of Lin Wangan's identity.

She has a good son whom the entire joint group attaches importance to.

These days, since Lin Wangan woke up, Lu Changshen has come to take care of her situation every day.

The light blue window curtains swayed lightly, and the fragrance of eight treasure porridge floated inside. Lin Wangan never took the bowl, and his expression was faint, as if he was trapped in her own little world.

A moment later, when Lu Changshen raised his hand sore, Lin Wangan suddenly spoke:

"—You look very similar to them, so the United Team always sends you to approach me?"

Lu Changshen's expression froze. He knew that Lin Wangan was referring to Su Mingan and her husband. He was about to explain, but Lin Wangan shook his head:

"never mind."

"I don't care."

She stared at the live broadcast screen floating in front of her and looked carefully at Su Ming'an's eyebrows and eyes on the screen.

室内一时安静下来,陆长申收回了粥.

He looked at Lin Wangan, and she had a monstrous temperament, as if her soul had never stepped into this world, and had been retained in a dust-free paradise, enjoying the air of another world.

"Mr. Lu, before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, according to custom, people cannot curse and quarrel." Lin Wangan suddenly said: "But yesterday I browsed the World Forum, and there were posts of cursing people everywhere, and it is not uncommon to slander heroes. As long as I stripped off the coat of reality and lost my real name - do people like to treat others with the greatest malice?"

Lu Changshen raised his eyebrows. He knew that Lin Wangan's mental illness originated from online violence. This may have touched her scars.

"If you don't like something, just turn off the interface. If you can't stand someone, just don't look at it..." Lin Wangan's eyes were filled with sorrow: "But why... they want to slander him like that?"

Lu Changshen was slightly stunned when he heard this. The "he" in Lin Wangan's mouth should be Su Mingan. She should have seen Su Mingan's negative remarks - there are too many such remarks on the Internet. There are always people saying that he is hypocritical, childish, selfish, and selfish. He wishes he could use the worst words to describe him.

Lu Changshen thought for a moment and spoke: "I have heard a hypothesis: Only when humans have eyes can they see the world clearly. Only when they have ears can they hear the sounds in the world. Because their senses are not enough to penetrate the brain, they cannot hear the inner complaints in others' hearts. But the appearance of the forum is equivalent to an "extension of the senses". They can finally "understand" others without any obstacles, so they will speak unscrupulously."

林望安沉默了一会.

"But these words will hurt him," said Lin Wangan.

Seeing this, Lu Changshen couldn't help but complain in his heart - Isn't it you who once gave him the greatest harm? Now he has the nerve to care about him? What have you been doing long ago?
Chapter completed!