It is said that I convince people with reason

The authors are said to be ghosts who live in the dream world. They spend a lot of time coding every day. The remaining authors are the familiar ones we are familiar with. They cannot come in during the day, but they seize the time to code at night. In order to earn reputation points, I heard that even the pigeons that used to love breaking the watch have now become daily watchers. Why is Yuan Xia Dada so different and distinctive? I'm dry. ]

The comment area was filled with howling ghosts and wolf howls. At this time, a comment with a clearly different style of painting appeared.

[Stop howling, stop howling, it's useless. I know an investigator from the Special Bureau. According to him, this entire dream world was created by Yun Xia. Of course, he has privileges over others. Such as fishing :)]

[My whole body feels bad after hearing what you say. Could this be the legendary bald employee taking advantage of the boss? Ahhhh~ It is said that the whole world is connected in dreams. This salted fish must be wandering somewhere, right? I have a stupid trick. Now everyone pays attention. If anyone finds this salted fish, we will teleport there collectively. Be careful, we must approach carefully so as not to arouse his vigilance, and then catch it on the spot...]

[Plus one, let’s eat boiled salted fish tonight! ]

[Charcoal grilled pigeon is also good. ]

[Tears flowed from his mouth unsatisfactorily. ]

A group of readers liked it in the comments, and some people have even started to recommend cooking methods from all over the world. Even Zhang Yue was eager to try and geared up.

At this moment, an untimely reply came out, causing everyone to fall into an eerie silence.

[...So, does anyone recognize him? ]

In the quiet silence in the comment area, someone finally couldn't help but sigh, bringing out strong anger.

[I'm stupid. Photos of other great gods have been leaked, but Yuanxia has never been exposed - damn it, it must be this dove spirit's intention! It seems that he is very aware of the truth that he is a pigeon spirit, and he has been prepared for our offline real-person reminder for a long time! ! ! ]

Zhang Yue, who was gearing up, suddenly woke up.

For some reason, the first thing that came to his mind was the scene where the stars suddenly fell in Tianze City: "No, if we really go offline to urge the update, it's not certain who will be caught in the dark room. Woolen cloth."

With this understanding, his fevered head finally calmed down, he regained his normal thinking ability, and began to flip through other books on the bookshelf: "Forget it, I'll go after the book I collected yesterday. It is said that the author She is a ghost lady who updates more than 30,000 times a day... It is said that there are many ghost authors who update diligently..."

"...Having turned into a ghost and still working so hard, it's obviously not for reputation, but out of love for writing! Compared with a certain pigeon spirit, it's even more rare, well...such an author must support!"

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"I'm already a dead ghost, why am I even more tired than when I was a social beast?" From a secret mezzanine in the dream space, a long sigh came out, "The life after death is nothing like what I imagined! "

Another voice asked back: "What is in your foolish imagination?"

The voice that sighed before said in a chant-like tone: "I thought - death is eternal sleep!"

"That's really a pity. You have to get used to it as soon as possible. The reality is - death is the beginning of 007 and the never-ending noise of the code machine!"

Fang Luo imitated the chanting tone of this new ghost who had just painted the bottom layer of the dream world and officially joined the company, and told the cruel truth.

Then, he pushed the stunned new ghost to a computer and said coldly: "The work rules are on your left, you can start working."

"... Of course, if you are not used to the form of computer coding, you can also turn it into other items."

In addition to this new ghost, there are many computers densely packed in this mezzanine space at this time, as well as evil ghosts working at desks. When they hear the voices of the two talking, they can't help but cast a faint look at them. gaze.

This, it feels so sad, as if I am an overseer with a whip supervising the work of the slaves... It's a pity that there is nothing you can do about it, this is the boss's decision... Thoughts pop up in my mind one after another. , Fang Luo, whose conscience was still intact, could no longer stand this atmosphere that seemed to be squeezing good people, and left the mezzanine space of this dream world in a hurry and with a look of embarrassment.

...Although knowing that these evil ghosts have also benefited from the emotional energy of readers' feedback, it can at least stabilize their humanity and no longer need to color frequently, but the benefits are definitely not enough to make them so obedient. ‌, I’m really curious as to how the boss made them behave so well?

There is also the literary giant system, no, it should be called Dreamland Bookstore now. It is said that it is a weird one with intelligence. How did the boss make it obedient? It is the only one with intelligence in the world. It's weird, what if it tries to deceive everyone, is harmful to mankind, or does it secretly?

Fang Luo was still thinking wildly when a clear male voice suddenly came into his ears: "Ordinary weirdness is like a rigid rule. If you are stupid, it is impossible to change it. Weirdness with intelligence is simple. There is spirituality. Wisdom means being able to communicate, be able to persuade, know the pros and cons, and know how to be in awe... Only such weirdos are willing to cooperate and make changes.”

Fang Luo looked in shock and saw a familiar figure appearing not far in front of him.

A long dark gray trench coat, dark and slightly messy hair, dark pure eyes, a face with clear and clean lines, and a smile casually outlined at the corners of his lips.

Yuan Buwei ignored his surprise and continued: "Weirdness is a distorted and polluted rule. Rules are the structure of the world, so they cannot be destroyed. But the wisdom born in the rules is not the same. It is not protected."

Fang Luo suddenly understood: "Destroying the weird body is going against the rules of the world, but if you just clear the intelligence of the writer's system, it is equivalent to bypassing the armored body and directly dealing with the undefended soul. ?”

...As for how the boss made the "soul" choose to surrender and be sure that the other party would not betray him, Fang Luo's intuition told him that it was definitely not something he knew.

Yuan Buwei glanced at him: "It's not difficult, it's as easy as dealing with a piece of cake."

Before Fang Luo understood what the "little cake" was, he suddenly became alert: "You, you know what I'm stupid about?" He subconsciously threw out the honorific.

Only then did he realize that before he had even spoken, he had given an answer before, and now it was the same again. This could no longer be explained by a simple coincidence.

Yuan Buwei raised his eyebrows in surprise, whether he was surprised that he actually saw it, or surprised that he saw it so late: "I can indeed do it."

Touching the candy jar conjured on his hand, he dropped the candies into his mouth one by one. Under Fang Luo's horrified gaze, he slowly curved his lips: "Under normal circumstances, there are I can’t see clearly through the clothing of my fleshly body. But if you separate from the body and face the state of the soul, then all your secrets are not secrets to me. Especially when you are too emotional, the stupid ideas in your heart will just hit me head-on. ”

As if he was afraid of not being impressive enough, Yuan Buwei also turned the sugar bowl in his hand and added: "Well, you can imagine the feeling when a candy jar suddenly explodes and countless candies are thrown towards the face. ”

Fang Luo: "...???"

...it does sound vivid enough. No, why should I do such a strange thing? Only children would be stupid enough to have small cakes, candy jars and the like.

"You still want to complain. It seems that your mental endurance is better than I thought."

Yuan Buwei glanced at Fang Luo thoughtfully, and saw that the latter felt guilty for a while, and his mind was filled with keywords such as #困困困大哥狠做#.

"——Then you should be able to accept the news I'm going to say next :)"

Fang Luo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the boss didn't pursue it, and asked half-seriously and half-fakely: "What is it?" ┆思┆Rabbit┆网┆

At this time, he had completely calmed down. Yu was so stupid that he had entered the dream space with the boss before, but it was only today that the boss revealed his abilities in front of him... From another perspective, stupidity was also a kind of trust.

No, I just hope that you will have a clearer understanding of me and serve as a tool to let other people in the Special Affairs Bureau understand, lest they doubt what I say next... It was not for another glance. She glanced at him and then said: "I once used a tool to spy on the future destiny of this world..."

In the destiny plot given by System 999, human beings perish, Zhang Chen is the son of fate, and eventually merges with the weird. This direction seems to be nothing at first glance, but combined with the "world rules are contaminated and distorted" that was not discovered before. Judging from the truth, there are obviously two interpretations.

The first interpretation: This world has been completely polluted, and it is more inclined to weirdness. Just like those ancient overlords were eliminated and then humans were chosen to take the stage. Now the human race will also be eliminated, and weirdness is the future era. The protagonist - this is chosen by the will of the world.

If this is the case, then no matter what humans do now, it is just a futile death struggle, and the short-lived light of hope will be extinguished sooner or later. Because fate is unwilling to favor us, the world is not on the side of mankind.

The second interpretation: The world is not completely polluted. He is like a person who is still struggling after being invaded by a virus. He chose the wrong child of destiny because he was temporarily feverish and dizzy. Neither Zhang Chen nor the direction of humankind's demise comes from the original intention of the world's will. It can only be said that without the original intention, in the established direction, the world's own struggle and resistance failed and was completely polluted.

——If this is the case, it can still be saved.

As long as mankind removes pollution and distortion step by step, the speed of removing pollution is faster than the speed of pollution spreading, and helping the world recover from the "sick" state. This may be a long process, but sooner or later everything will come. The day things get back to normal.

Because the part about Zhang Chen being the son of fate was hidden, the analysis process was also hidden, and only two possibilities were presented to Fang Luo.

"In short, maybe everything is meaningless and we can only sink together in the end; maybe, after a long time, the hope they are looking forward to will finally come -" He spoke to the shocked man in a voice that was so calm that it contained no emotion. The horrified Fang Luo said, "Remember to tell the Special Affairs Bureau."

Fang Luo was still immersed in the terrifying future direction and could not recover. Countless terrifying scenes had appeared in his mind.

Seeing that Yuan was about to leave after saying this, he subconsciously said: "Why didn't you say it yourself?"

"No, I'll probably be very busy next time."

——Yuan Buwei was quite curious about the mysterious existence that passed by unintentionally, and the aura that distorted the rules of the entire small world just by randomly emitting it. He was going to try to catch a ray of it to see what the essence was.

Thinking about the next plan happily, Yuan Buwei stuffed himself with another candy.

[Host, I thought you wouldn't tell them the truth. ] System 999 asked doubtfully, [After all, this is of no help and too cruel. ]

If it was the first kind of guess, even if they knew the truth in advance, they would be powerless, and would fall into despair and chaos, making everything now come to nothing; if it was the second kind, let alone, as long as everything went according to plan, hope would come.

System 999 explained its analysis one by one, and suddenly felt as if it had become smarter. It suddenly said: [We can even make up a white lie and only say the second possibility. Everyone can hold on to hope and live without knowing the truth. Even if the end of the world comes in the future,