Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng asked again, burying the voice that just appeared in his heart.

"The third question, in the world of Go, there is a number 114 disaster, do you know its origin?"

"I know, it is a representative of another large category of catastrophe. This category extracts emotional value through your human games. The main way is to choose different games to stimulate you. They pursue stable, moderate, and long-term output. ..." Aikhandbu sold his teammates very happily.

As expected.

It's the same thing, just like all forms of colonialism, no matter how beautiful the clothes and rhetoric they are, in the end they always want to take something from you.

"The last question, how far do you think Yuanli Network will reach in the end?" Wen Rensheng asked further.

"It will integrate all your mysterious powers and methods, and it will create grades and segments just like Go segments, which will facilitate management and allocation of manpower, enhance the forward momentum of supernatural beings, and prevent corruption and decay..." Aihand Bu explained in great detail.

"Oh, it sounds really interesting," Wen Rensheng nodded, "But I don't need this kind of ranking, and I don't want to give any grades."

"Why? Don't you humans always like all kinds of lists the most? From birth, you arrange your children into one, two, three, four, five. Children from other people's families, going to school, working, and even the cemetery after death, all have a mausoleum. Such a level?" Aihandeb asked in surprise.

"Because I have long passed the vulgar interest of challenging others, and I have also entered the stage of consciously improving myself, and I don't need those external stimuli." Wen Rensheng said lightly.

High EQ: Obsessing over challenging others is bad taste.

Low EQ: You're too good at it, I can't hang out with you.

With the same score and rank, his basic strength is more than 50 times that of others, and his performance is 2,500 times that of others. How can we play together?

At this moment, the mysterious seed came to remind again.

"You heard a lot of secrets, and the mystery increased by 50 points, from 5507 to 5558."

It's fun to go whoring for nothing, I didn't do anything, just listened to the lecture, and it increased by 50 points!

"Oh, I have another question." Wen Rensheng naturally wanted to continue asking.

"You just said the last question, I won't talk about it today, I still have things to do." Aihandeb refused.

"You have a thousand heads, if you have one to talk about, what can hinder you?" Wen Rensheng asked rhetorically.

"I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. One head doesn't want to sleep, and the rest don't want to sleep." After Aihandbu finished speaking, he disappeared in Wen Rensheng's mind.

Hearing this was a fool, but Wen Rensheng couldn't force it to continue talking.

This time, thanks to the appearance of the Prophet of Chaos, the other party will respond to every request.

No wonder warlords in history like to raise their own self-respect-although this is very dangerous, the feeling of getting what you want is really addictive.

Of course, it is also miserable when the car overturns.

The Prophet of Chaos belongs to Kou who is easy to overturn.

But Wen Rensheng felt that he could do it. Although the water inside was deep, he could handle it.

Well, can you think of a way to let this Prophet of Chaos fight a wave with the disasters?

He can sit back and reap the benefits.

This method has been used by many great strategists in previous lives, and it is very effective.

…………

A copy of East Island.

Tsukikageda is drinking coffee and eating steak with his girlfriend in a coffee shop. The style of painting seems a bit weird.

But no one has stipulated that noodles cannot be served in cafes, so eating steak is also normal.

"Tian Sang, one day when I was eating fried pork cutlet rice, I suddenly felt a strange smell, and then I rubbed my eyes and found that it was just a rare wild vegetable. It's really strange." His girlfriend Miyamoto Dao Xiangzi said.

"Oh, that may be the work of unscrupulous merchants. As long as no one finds out, they will continue to fake. If something goes wrong, they will just bow and apologize." Yue Yingtian said indifferently.

He discovered that he was the only one, or one of the few who could still remember the scene in the dream, and no one else remembered.

Well, it was just a dream before.

People can only live to be eighty or ninety years old, so why face the so-called bloody truth?

Most people need only a little bit of this to be happy.

So he wants to make sure that what happened before was just a dream, and he can't let anyone change this.

"Maybe, although I don't think it's logical. After all, it's hard to find that kind of wild vegetables. When I was a child in my hometown, I had to search for a long time to find a little bit." Inakako Miyamoto did not persevere.

Anyway, what the boyfriend says is what it is, there is no need to care about this trivial matter.

The steak in front of me is still delicious.

She lowered her head to eat the steak, and suddenly, she blinked her eyes twice, and there seemed to be an extra eye on the steak, and then disappeared.

This kind of similar thing happened more than once.

It's just that she didn't dare to eat this steak anymore, but it's not good to waste food, so she served the steak into her boyfriend's mouth graciously...

Moon Shadow Field is delicious.

Just after eating, two men in black suits walked into the coffee shop. They wore sunglasses and walked in unrecognizable steps. After entering, they walked directly towards him.

"Extreme way?" Yue Yingtian looked up at the two of them.

I saw the coffee shop shaking for a while, and then he and the two disappeared at the same time.

And the people around didn't notice it.

Including Tsukageda's girlfriend.

…………

"What kind of place is this?" Yue Yingtian struggled and shouted.

Surrounded by white walls, he is bound and seated in a chair.

"Mr. Tsukageda, don't worry, you will soon know what happened." One of the men in black said.

He is none other than Player A who has been following Moon Shadow Field, and the other player is naturally Player B.

"What happened?" he asked loudly, "You are committing a crime, do you understand the crime? The criminals will not let you go!"

"No, we are protecting ignorant people, and you are an anomaly." Player B said seriously.

Not long after, an old man in a white coat and glasses walked in with the air of a scientific researcher.

"Okay, kid, I think you have a lot of doubts, so I'll tell you now."

Yue Yingtian didn't speak any more, just stared at the old man.

"Our world once suffered a huge disaster. After that, we chose to retreat. Have you read the science fiction novel "The City and the Stars"?" The old man said seriously.

"I've seen it. It depicts an immortal city. Their civilization retreated from the universe, no longer explored the universe, and closed themselves up. But then a strange number appeared. He went outside to explore and found the real story." Moon Shadow Tian thought for a moment and replied.

The reason why he knew this book was because he participated in the Chinese Literature Club. There are many such books that can be used to pretend to be in the club.

"That's right, our world is actually like this... Did you have a dream before?" the old man continued to ask.

"Yeah, how do you know?" Yue Yingtian panicked, "Isn't that a dream? Impossible, that's a dream. My parents didn't die, and neither did my girlfriend!"

He yelled, showing signs of a nervous breakdown.

"Well, your understanding is correct. You can regard it as a dream. The truth is that we have indeed experienced such disasters. Monsters invaded. We only had a little food to survive. We were precarious every day, and we would sleep in nightmares. Get over it." The old man said slowly.

"But that's not the case now," Tsukageda argued.

"Yes, it's not like that now, because we have received the mercy of the God of the future. Under our pleading, He set the timeline back to the present, allowing us to give up all mystical and supernatural powers, and live in a world that is absolutely in line with the laws of physics." , living in an absolutely peaceful environment. And those experiences before, only a very few people still remember, you are an anomaly in the city." The old man continued.

Player A looked at Player B, and the two chatted privately through the game channel.

"The old man made it up so well that I almost believed it."

"Yeah, impeccable."

"Will he say yes?"

"Should be."

At this moment, Yue Yingtian asked suddenly: "Then what do you want me to do?"

The old man smiled: "You are very smart, what you have to do is very simple, it is to ensure that we can no longer enter the previous timeline, that is to exclude those peeping eyes from outside."

"Prying eyes?" Yue Yingtian remembered the thing called "Chaos Prophet".

As it turned out, it was one of the peepers.

I have to rule it out!

The present life cannot be broken!

What truth, what reality, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that the reality I perceive must be like this!

"This guy is very similar to the traitor in The Matrix. He knows everything is fake, but he is still willing to live in a fake world." Player A chatted privately.

"The premise is that if you have a lot of money, you can live forever." Player B laughed.