She dreamed that she appeared in a very, very far away place - there, the color of the sky was like blood, and the black mist lingered. In the dream, she laughed, facing everyone's swords. People looked at her in fear.

Looking at her as if she were some kind of monster.

"Witch - witch - witch!!" People roared, treating her as an enemy.

The blood-red flag was flying, and she was carrying a person behind her. She walked forward as hard as she could in the mud, leaving bloody footprints one step at a time.

"Kill the witch!" The next moment, thousands of people's swords stabbed at her.

"Didi-di-di-di-di-di-!"

Su Luoluo was awakened by the alarm clock. She raised her head to look at the clock and found that she had slept until eleven o'clock in the evening. When it was time for her to start the live broadcast, she could no longer sleep.

"What a strange dream, it couldn't be a prophetic dream." She said to herself, and washed her face: "Okay, don't worry about the weird dream... I have to work."

At this time, she looked at her mailbox, and there was a group message in her mailbox. It was an email from the military and the coalition government: [The coalition government invites all Dream Tourists with more than 500,000 fans to attend on February 8

Head to the ruins at 0:00 a.m.!]

Surolo responded to the email stating that he was willing to participate.

After replying to the email, she adjusted her expression in the mirror and put on a cheerful smile that belonged to Miss Demon King.

——As long as I put on the coat of the Internet, I will become the place where your soul resides.

Wipe the tears on your face and put on the Dream Patrol helmet.

——People who are tortured by negative emotions, don’t be sad, don’t be sad.

Pressing the dream patrol switch to adjust his mental state, Su Luoluo slowly closed his eyes.

——Miss Demon King is here.

…

Alice took Su Mingan to the church.

In the quiet church, the kerosene lamp exudes a warm glow. A large cream cake is placed on the table. There are fourteen candles on the left side of the cake and nineteen candles on the right side.

Several young people stood here, spraying out fireworks from their hands. The ribbons covered Alice and Su Mingan.

"Happy fourteenth birthday! Alice!" they shouted, giving Alice gifts.

"Thank you." Alice smiled.

Watching Alice receiving gifts one after another, Su Mingan felt like "the child has grown up." During the time he was away, Alice met many good people.

Alice is a good child, and these people are her good friends. Maybe they will have relationships beyond friendship in the future, but this is their freedom.

——He is just a player, he cannot accompany her throughout her life. She will meet more and better people in the future, she will definitely.

Su Mingan looked at the smile on her face, the reflection of the light flickering in her purple eyes, looking pure and beautiful.

"——And the detective here!"

At this moment, several people turned their heads at the same time and looked at Su Ming'an.

"Huh?" Su Mingan was stunned. He didn't expect these people to suddenly call him.

Suddenly, he saw the birthday cake on the table. The birthday cake had already been divided into two halves - fourteen candles on the left and nineteen candles on the right. He originally thought there were too many candles, but now he suddenly realized,

The fourteen candles on the left represent Alice's birthday, and the nineteen candles on the right refer to himself.

Today is December 31st, the last day of the year. It is not only Alice’s birthday, but also his birthday. I don’t know which player informed Alice of this information. Although his real birthday has passed

, but in the date of the game, it is still considered his birthday.

"Master Detective, I wish you a happy birthday." Alice approached him, raised her head, and clasped her hands behind her back, not knowing what she was hiding.
Chapter completed!