The Righteous Player(s)

Vol 2 Chapter 270: Annan who has too much face

　　 "Sage of Justice, Lord of Radiance..."

　　Zhiji looked at Annan, feeling full of emotions: "It's like Mr. Sisyphus resurrected from you."

　　 "But I am definitely not Sisyphus."

　　 Annan smiled: "Because I will surpass him.

　　 "I will surpass yesterday's self, and I will surpass the heroes of the past."

"I believe."

　　Zhiji nodded seriously.

　　 There was a gleam in her eyes when she looked at Annan—it was not like looking at her younger generation, but more like looking at the senior who she admired.

　　 "Of course, in addition to power..."

　　 Annan clenched his fist somewhat nostalgic, and said in a low voice, "The clarity brought by this'completeness' has also fascinated me."

　　 After Annan came to this world... it was the first time he felt the world was so wonderful.

　　 His feelings and consciousness are completely free-no longer subject to any restrictions.

　　 Positive emotions will not be locked by Winter's Heart, nor will negative emotions be locked by Winter's Heart.

　　 "It's almost like a...normal human being."

　　 Annan sighed with emotion.

　　 Hearing what he said, the graysmith and the paper **** the side were all taken aback.

　　 Annan turned around and blinked at the two of them: "I guess you must not understand."

　　 "No, I probably understand it."

　　 Graysmith shook his head slightly: "Emotions can indeed bring this kind of power to people. I can't even think of why two personalities can be unified when your emotions are completely divided and opposed..."

　　 When he said this, he obviously thought of Professor Hui.

　　 The personality split from oneself, wants to kill oneself-this is basically equivalent to that his cub wants to kill oneself. Although Professor Hui failed in the end, just knowing this was enough to make Graysmith sigh.

　　 "Probably because... When I responded to the call and came into this world, I already had a mature personality."

　　 Annan smiled: "It's just a decade of suffering. It can't change me...

　　 "What's more, it's the suffering of Winter's Heart-I actually didn't suffer anything."

　　 At this point, his eyes became deep: "My father loves me very much... My brother is very responsible and tolerant to me, and my sister loves me very much. The old grandmother protects me, and her fingers protect me secretly.

"Although I can't feel any happiness, no sense of accomplishment, nothing worthy of excitement and excitement, nothing worth looking forward to... My mind is like a dead, cold lake, calm to the point that there is no ripple. For more than ten years, No day will make me feel interesting...

"--But I did live very well. I have a lofty status, I am valued at home, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I can receive a good education... Although we all bear the curse of the heart of winter, it also allows us Be more united and care more about the "love" we can't feel.

"I have lived better than those of Winter's hands who have also frozen most of their emotions; better than those warriors fighting on the front line. Better than those poor people at the bottom, better than those werewolves who are frozen in the snow outside of the small barrier The tribe has a good life... it can even be said that it has a much better life."

　　 At this point, Annan grinned and showed a gentle smile.

　　 But Zhi Ji did not see any happiness in that smile.

　　 On the contrary, from the complicated smile, he saw the weight and sobriety.

Annan seemed to be questioning Zhiji, and it was as if he was asking himself: "I learned what happened to those people-how can I say that my life is very hard? How can I say with confidence, "I live." A painful life'?

　　 "Since I know their difficulties, how can I turn a blind eye? Someone in my hometown once wrote: ‘Look around me, my soul is hurt by human suffering.’ And I feel roughly the same.

　　 "I just don't feel happy since I was born. It's too light...it's a curse too light."

　　 "This way..."

　　 Greysmith sighed: "Then I understand.

　　 "My perception is wrong-I shouldn't treat you as an ordinary person. You were born to change an era and save a world...Miss Good Luck really found the right person."

　　 "Sure enough," Annan murmured, "It is her who pulled me into this world."

　　 "That's right."

　　 Greysmith nodded: "She actually told us that this doesn't need to be kept secret from you. But it's better not to say it before you advance to gold."

　　 "...Ah, indeed. I understand now."

　　Annan's expression became a little subtle.

　　 Retrieving the memory of Hei Annan's sacrifice, Annan finally remembered who Miss Lucky was.

　　If he guessed correctly...Miss Good Luck, he should be the incarnation of his boss in this world.

　　——After he lost his memory, he still thought she was a good Dengxi!

　　 By the way, after confirming the identity of Miss Lucky.

　　 Annan also recalled that the true identity of the leaking poet was actually a Shuggs who was brought here by Miss Lucky and became a **** in this world.

　　 No wonder she has a good relationship with Annan.

　　 She can be regarded as Miss Lucky's subordinate. And Annan is also an employee of another incarnation. Then round up, the leaker and him can probably be regarded as colleagues in different departments of the same company...

　　 "After regaining the memory, I really want to understand a lot..."

　　Annan took a deep breath.

　　 He also finally knows who in the nightmare of "Long Night Is Coming", the man in green with his name blacked out is.

　　 "The Emerald Lama..."

　　 belongs to an incarnation of Hasta.

　　...Probably the chairman of the company next door?

　　 What did he want to do when he sent Annan a yellow seal?

　　 dig corners?

　　 Still, it was Annan who took the initiative to jump to his turf?

　　 This is also possible...

　　 After all, the essence of Mengning’s egg is just that the moth mother just records the alien world that she sees and finds interesting. Since the boss can have an incarnation in different worlds, then obviously the one next door should not be much worse...

　　...In this way, he will know his position very clearly.

　　 no longer has any doubts about "why is myself".

　　Because this obviously belongs to the company's assigned business-transfer from the head office to the branch office. By the way, I will present a lifetime annual leave gift package.

　　In this way, the product manager who died suddenly in the project team next door is probably also...

　　 Annan’s expression is a bit complicated.

　　 Speaking of it, he used to be Annan’s younger brother, now he lives with Annan... the child named Russell is also an employee of their company...

　　...I was recommended by Annan.

　　 Now I work in the company's public relations department, and I heard that I also became a small leader not long ago. It is said that the boss is very optimistic about him...just like he was optimistic about himself.

　　 I guess it should be fast.

　　Annan thought.

　　 "Right," Zhi Ji suddenly remembered something, "Are you going back to Winter?"

　　 "Well, I heard that the old grandmother woke up."

　　 Annan replied, "I have to go and meet her old man first...just right, now I don't have to take the subway anymore, I flew there in a matter of minutes."

　　 As for the settings he had previously ambushed in the Principality of Winter, there is no need to mention it to the pure and innocent Miss Paper Ji.

　　Annan thought silently in his heart.

　　 "In that case..."

　　 Greysmith said, and handed Annan a jar.

　　 The inside of this jar is a silver-gray solution like a dreamy veil. And there is a slowly beating heart inside ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ which is different from ordinary people's heart-this heart is completely covered with silver-gray mesh patterns and complex patterns. There are also some small black rune strips that are like the tape used for injections, and some lines are cut in those net patterns.

　　 "This is the reversed heart of winter..."

　　 Annan murmured.

　　With it, my sister will be saved... You don't have to succumb to the fate of the storm daughter!

　　 So Annan respectfully thanked Graysmith: "I really trouble you...Then I will be back in Winter."

　　 "Repay your favor."

　　 Greysmith said with a smile, "Go slowly."

　　 "I will go with you!"

　　Zhiji hurriedly said: "The old grandmother asked me to take you there...If you go back by yourself, she will scold me!"

　　 "Ah...that's fine too."

　　Annan smiled: "Then please take me a ride."

　　 "No problem," Zhiji said confidently, "I fly very steadily and have a comfortable back."

　　 Take a **** to return to China-it is too much a vehicle with a card surface.