"My dear Marjorie, long time no see."

Just as Marjori was observing the surroundings, a passionate female voice suddenly came from beside her, and her fiery red hair was beating on the edge of her vision.

The visitor is a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a water snake figure. She looks like a blooming rose, and her whole body looks fragrant.

"Anna." Marjorie pressed her on her cheek and then separated.

Anna is a friend she met after entering the world game, a lively and beautiful Italian woman.

After entering the world game, the age difference seems not that important. She knows that Anna is a young woman in her real age in her twenties, as beautiful as a freshly bloomed rose, and is about thirty years behind her.

But their similar appearance made them become friends with age.

The convenient means of simultaneous interpretation make face-to-face communication extremely easy.

Sometimes, age and nationality do not become a generation gap between two people, but only because of the prejudice and solidified thoughts of the world.

"It's been a long time no see, Marjorie, I didn't expect we would meet here." Anna sat next to her.

"Yes...I haven't seen you for a long time. I think about it, maybe two world copies."

"You are still as always. I think you will be affected by such an accident."

"It's just a few fake story worlds, nothing big of a deal." Marjorie smiled.

This woman, who is actually over fifty years old and has worked in an important department for more than 20 years, seems to be calm in the face of anything.

As one of the few senior players who can achieve success in the adventure world, she seems to be well adapted to this gamified world, and all behaviors can be considered from the perspective of game mechanisms.

Higher communication and emotional intelligence allow her to achieve something as long as she is not in an unreasonable copy of the apocalypse world.

The two watched the abortions coming and going.

For example, it is deliberately trying to reduce the gap between players. The players' seats are not in front and back rows, but a giant round table. Anyone can choose to sit in a curve of the round table, and there is no difference in sequence.

The podium is located between the round tables. Because there are a lot of people, the round table also looks particularly large, and the space space in the middle can accommodate ten participants sitting at the same time.

As soon as all players look up, they can see the people on the podium. At the same time, players can also choose to slap the button in front of them and stand up to speak and express their own opinions. There will be no one-man show.

Just as Anna sat down, many people had sat down one after another with one hundred and twenty chairs. Now the time is approaching the beginning of the meeting. At a preliminary look, there are already forty or fifty people. And there are more busy recorders and service personnel.

Among them, Marjorie saw a person who seemed more special in the crowd.

She sat on the round table near the corner, wearing pajamas, a small ball, holding a plush teddy bear. She was a sleepy girl, like a little girl who had not yet woken up.

The little girl looked very harmless, her eyes looked innocent, and some girls in uniforms asked her if she wanted to eat dessert. The scene looked extremely warm.

But anyone who knows this little girl knows the horror of this loli.

She is the 29th-ranked Flame Loli Bonnie in the world today.

Those who underestimate her because of their age and speak wildly will die under her flames that cover the sky and the sun.

Bonnie is extremely keen and vengeful.

She is a child who has not grown up. Some children, in such a world, may seem extremely terrifying.

Young children have not yet fully grown up, lack empathy, lack of compassion, and have not yet matured thoughts about everything in society.

After being suddenly pulled into the world game without the guidance of adults and elders, facing such a cruel world, once it becomes a crooked world, it would be fine if it is a timid person, but if it is as strong and brave as Bonnie, it will be like an anti-socialist and have no empathy for its compatriots.

I don't know how many people who asked her for help were burned completely in the laughter of her silver bell.

But she only thinks that burning people is fun, and the games are fun.

As if she was really treating the game, she treated this [a game that should not be regarded as a game].

People have also called for the establishment of organizations similar to those that guide children to be kind, but they have not received any response. Such organizations are labor-intensive and may not attract rebellious children, but instead bring shame on themselves.

So, naughty kids like Bonnie became a very scary part of the players.

Marjori looked away and looked at the person next to Bonnie - this is also a well-known existence in the World Forum.

That was a young man who was thinking about words.

He was wearing a snow-white priest suit, and had a pair of emerald green eyes, like lake-like eyes, and was not stained with dust. He was melancholy and had a shallow expression, like an angel chanting an eulogy.

His eyes were gloomy and his expression was compassionate. He kept drawing gestures on his chest, as if he was praying, and he looked like a devout believer.

But Marjori knew that this was definitely not a kind and kind person.

This is the seventy-second player on the world list. Engel's profession is the Dark Pastor, that is, the Dark Pastor, a profession similar to the executioner.

Extremely similar to his profession, he is a man who lives like a pagan and lively passionately.

He is innocent and kind in the face of children, and can smile and lend a helping hand when facing the weak, like a holy father walking in the world. He can call on the masses to unite, recite memorial poems for the deceased dead, and do everything he does like a great good man.

But he was paranoid and stubborn, extremely lethal, and could independently determine whether a person could be "save" according to his own dogma, and then "judgment" the lives of others as the spokesperson of the gods.

A person whom he judges as a kind person, treats him as a god, and as long as he asks him for help, he will lend a helping hand.

Those who were judged as evil by him would regard him as evil ghosts and wished they could hide from him every day, for fear that they would be chopped off by this madman if they were not careful.

In the world game, there are not many such lunatics who are beyond normal people, but there are definitely many. People are often invaded by various mental illnesses, and people who struggle repeatedly between the underworld copy can still maintain a kind heart, which is very rare.

What made Engel, a lunatic, particularly noticed was his relationship with the first player.

People compared him with Su Ming'an and said that fortunately the first player was not Engel. Only with comparison can there be harm.

The same thing is that these two people don’t look very reliable and go crazy from time to time. They both have their own theories and like to [position] others.

But fortunately, Su Mingan seems to be becoming more and more reliable and more acceptable to people. Moreover, his lighthouse theory is not completely illogical, and it makes sense for others' positioning.

As for Engel, in people's eyes, he is just talking nonsense, like a guy who just ran out of a mental hospital, playing the role of a priest here, using all kinds of weird judgment excuses to make a reason for his random murder.

And as time goes by, this guy gets crazy.

[In the eyes of most people, the few people who are different from them are crazy people. But in the eyes of few people, the same is true.]

This is what Engel once said.

Unlike most people, he feels that he is the most normal person, while others are all crazy.

Engel once said that he should "discuss" the first player. He also admired the first player's idea very much. But he felt a little regretful, because the first player is getting stranger.

Only when you become like him will you become "normal".

He once spoke on the forum to correct the thinking of the first player and let Su Mingan understand what true kindness is, and those who are useless should not be kept, and they need to be "judged".

...For such a person, Marjori really didn't want to get close to him. She couldn't understand his thoughts, just like the two were not the same species and did not grow in the same society.

If it weren't for the invitation of the top 100 people in the world, she would really want to persuade the joint group to eliminate these strange guys alone, so as not to suddenly go crazy in front of the world's eyes at such an important meeting.

She likes stability, and most people living in peaceful countries like stability. She doesn't like crazy people who are out of normal order like this.

Just as Marjorie looked around, a low voice came from the gate of the east gate.

"He's here, it's him..."

"This is the first time I have seen a live person on the spot. I used to be in the live broadcast camera."

"He is really beautiful, like a sculpture, and his face is like an angel kiss."

"Maybe God has put a lot of effort into shaping him."

"What a pity... why is there always the student from Long Kingdom above him? He should be the most popular existence. I really think so."

Marjorie noticed these sounds and had a premonition in her heart and moved her eyes away.

The one who walked in was a blond and beautiful young man. He looked upright and had firm facial features, like a carefully portrayed by a sculpture knife. His pupils were as blue as the sky, his cheeks were almost white under the light, and his lips were a light red, which was very in line with the highest standards of Western aesthetics for young men.

He wore a delicate black haute couture suit, as if he had been used to such a major social occasion. When he walked in, his pace was stable and his posture was elegant, like a modern aristocrat who was used to entering and leaving high-end places, which was very consistent with the girls' fantasy of prince charming.

...If this guy didn't lose as badly in the Fourth World.

Marjori thought maliciously.

Perhaps the prince fell from the white horse and the hero fell from the quagmire, and such a scene was particularly eye-catching. After this young man named Gran, who was known as the successor first player, lost to the student of the Dragon Kingdom with an overwhelming tragedy, everyone laughed at him.

At that time, the World Forum was filled with various jokes from different countries, and every word was poking the lungs. From the perspective of various cultures, openly and secretly, it mocked the young man named Edward.

At that time, the World Forum was so popular that it was really a long time to get many meaningful jokes.

And now, this young man who failed once seemed to be in good condition.

When he walked in, he was still in the princely manner, and he was also polite when facing several players who were gathering around to say hello.

... Until a discordant voice penetrated into the ground.

"Oh, my dear, let me see who this is..."

The middle-aged man with dark brown curly hair yawned into the room. His legs seemed to be unable to straighten up, and he limped when walking, like a river flowing into a conference room.

When he saw Edward, who was surrounded by stars, he laughed out loudly, and his laughter was as crisp as thunder in a soft voice:

"Ah, isn't this Glen's hope, Mr. Edward? I didn't expect that I could get up after losing so tragically. Was it because the owner of the dog fed some ecstasy? I even forgot such a big psychological scar... I often recall the nagging words you put on the World Forum... Compared with your tragic death on the exile table."

A mellow smell of wine also floated over his hands. He took a sip of vodka hard and smiled brightly.

The people who sat down looked at each other, and Edward also turned slightly dark.

"This is the future self-rescue meeting for human beings, Mr. Igor." Edward responded, with no fluctuations in Tianlan's eyes: "If you have any personal opinions, you can communicate with me in private."

"Haha!" Igor laughed twice, and his whole body was like a roaring bear:

"You mean - no one knows you're just a joke? It's okay, we all know, dear Edward, if you want to chat with me privately, I can also accompany you. I just didn't expect that you can still appear so gloriously, just like nothing has happened, and you deserve to be the selected object..."

He said, because of his natural loud voice, the sound spread throughout the entire conference room that suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of hitting the keyboard behind him stopped slightly.

"Ah, by the way, and you, Engel, is your mental illness not cured yet? Why not try your judgment here? See if we are the savior angels in your eyes..." Igor turned his head and shouted at Engel who was smiling beside him.

Looking at the guy who was yelling while drinking, Edward was shocked and angry.

He has never seen such a madman who starts yelling and scolding in the conference room when he is in various high-end occasions. All words seem to have no effect in front of such a rough guy. This guy who has a loud voice will only use his loud voice to defeat the heroes, completely ignoring the occasion.

And he couldn't tear off the tight suit and go up to fight with people. Even if he really fought, he specialized in time skills and didn't know if he could fight the bear-like guy on the opposite side. Igor was like a large animal suddenly breaking into the banquet hall, and no one could stop him. Civilized methods were completely useless to such a guy who couldn't hear people.

And just as he was in a short silence, the uniformed personnel of the United Corps standing beside him immediately spoke:
Chapter completed!