Alice nodded.

Su Mingan quit the game and opened his eyes...

Um?

Why can't I open my eyes?

Su Mingan tried to move his fingers slightly. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't even lift his fingers. He should be sitting in the car, with the feeling of a seat belt around his waist.

...He logged into the game in a church, and should have been lying on a church chair when he woke up. But he was in the car instead.

Suddenly, he felt his chin being touched. A cold hand opened his mouth and poured a large amount of wine into his throat. His throat was filled with a spicy taste. He choked and coughed, but still couldn't.

Move. The taste of this wine is very strong, with the aroma of peach blossoms, exciting and fierce.

"...Have you quit the game?" A cold voice came from the side, it was Li Mingyue.

Su Ming'an felt dizzy, and alcohol numbed his thinking. Su Lin's body was no longer allergic to alcohol, but its resistance to alcohol was very poor.

"...Listen to me, Ming'an. We are on the way to the ruins." Li Mingyue stretched out her hand, slowly took off Su Ming'an's Dream Patrol helmet, and let him lean on the back seat: "There is something wrong with your soul.

, when the gods performed the angelic ceremony for you, he stored the control mark on your soul, which belongs to his authority. The gods just activated the control, so your body cannot move, and I will try my best to find a solution."

Su Mingan was mentally prepared.

He had long thought that the angel ceremony was not a good thing, as most of his white tentacles turned blood red. The gods held a ceremony for him with great fanfare. It couldn't be just a formality, and it turned out to be a trap.

But he must get out of this trap. Only after experiencing it once can he know how to solve it. Otherwise, when the decisive battle comes, he will be powerless.

He focused his attention on his lips and spat out broken words:

"He...said...His authority...is...observation..."

Li Mingyue shook his head: "Observation is just a way of manifesting the authority of the gods. His authority should be called...'rules' or 'control'. You can't believe the words of the gods."

Su Mingan wanted to ask whether Li Mingyue had anticipated this situation and would she keep him studying in the church and not let him go out?

Li Mingyue said: "I did expect that you might be controlled, but I didn't expect that the gods would be activated so quickly. I thought there would be a decisive battle at the end... Don't worry, I have a preliminary solution in mind. I just fed you wine, yes

A method of suppression.”

"Tower..." Su Mingan was very concerned about the tower tonight. He couldn't miss the first tower.

"You won't miss it. If it doesn't work out, I can protect you in the first tower." Li Mingyue thought about it for a while before saying this word:

"Believe in me...the savior."

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the site of the ruins, where hundreds of thousands of people had gathered, waiting for the opening of the first tower tonight. Reporters, photographers, diplomats, and dream patrollers were all at the scene.

Li Mingyue pushed out a wheelchair, and Su Mingan sat on the wheelchair again. Things turn around, and old things are as new as ever.

Su Ming'an felt familiar. Sitting in the wheelchair felt like returning home.

Sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed, he instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Even though Li Mingyue only pushed the wheelchair to the corner of the square, some players still noticed it, so they spread the word, and gradually all the players saw Su Ming'an in the wheelchair. However, Su Ming'an is now Su Lin's true appearance.

"...What's going on? Oh my God! Su Lin! Dad!" The players seemed to have discovered a new world.

"This, this is Su Lin. Why is he in a wheelchair!"

"I really want to hug him."

Emotions of regret, regret, and shock were overflowing. Everyone discovered the fact that "Su Lin was in a wheelchair" and it spread quickly, getting worse and worse. People were afraid, sighed, excited, and whispered to each other.

Yamada Machichi and others were shocked.

"Su Lin obviously doesn't interfere much in the plot, but she can become like this?"

"...Is it an accident? Su Linkami has become a vegetative state... He is eighty years old, and it is normal to sit in a wheelchair..."

"Su Lin actually knows how to..."

At the same time, Su Lin himself, who was far away in the hometown of the gods, knew nothing about it.
Chapter completed!