He Fang raised his head high. Cracks began to appear on the huge sculpture little by little, just like broken ice. He Fang felt that his heartbeat had become irregular.
"Landmark." He Fang subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop the landmark from shattering, but he crashed directly into the wall. He Fang then remembered that although they could see the landmark, it was actually not within their reach.
He Fang was thinking: Has the earthquake already affected the main city? Although the landmarks look solid, they are actually hollow? Have they been unable to withstand the shaking and been shattered?
When the first piece of the sculpture fell, He Fang's heart tightened. However, unlike what He Fang expected, the fragment was not empty, but glowed with a faint light. He Fang widened his eyes.
The first thing to shatter was the half of the Holy Lord's body. The huge lion face of the ferocious holy beast gradually shed all the fragments that wrapped around it. The extremely delicate hairs turned completely furry. After shedding the fragments, the white eyes of the half of the body finally revealed those sharp eyes, like the judge of the world, solemn and dignified.
The cracks of the fragments were spreading from bottom to top, and such peeling was more like a seal being lifted. Countless fragments kept rising up, and He Fang saw that the base of the legs of the huge male sculpture, which was not half covered, finally revealed a little white skin. He Fang was stunned.
His mind went blank. Could it be that there was really a man inside his landmark?
This is too scary.
He Fang raised his head, and when a piece of debris fell, his eyelids twitched. Within the falling debris, pure golden hair was floating slightly in the air, and the pure golden color suddenly made an unbelievable possibility flash through He Fang's mind.
The long golden hair was revealed inch by inch after the fragments were peeled off, and the perfect male body was exposed without any scruples, but the hair covered the perfect male body like golden satin, and the more He Fang looked, the more familiar he felt, as if he had viewed this body countless times and secretly admired it countless times.
The fragments fell one by one, to the bottom of the neck, and then to the top of the neck. The perfect and slightly cold lips were finally exposed to everyone's sight, including He Fang. The last piece of fragment stayed above the eyes like a mask stubbornly for a while, but this moment made He Fang almost forget to breathe and wait anxiously.
And the last pair of eyes finally revealed their most essential appearance under the fragments. The familiar beautiful and charming eyes finally trembled slightly and faded away the last silence. At this moment, the god was reborn.
When everything finally appeared before his eyes, He Fang just thought, "So that's how it is."
He was a man whose perfect beauty would still surprise anyone no matter how many times they had seen him or met him.
The man he cherished so much, who would work hard to break his turtle shell.
The man who always made him feel happy when he smiled, and was so close to him.
He was quietly admired and expected by everyone, and never acted naughty, noisy, or misbehaved in front of anyone.
He is calm, holy and admirable.
That is an untouchable god, a god who despises life but can also save it.
At this moment, there were no more details that could be doubted.
The person in front of him, no, this god who can create miracles - the Holy Lord, he is his friend.
He Fang raised his head high. The Holy Lord was like the sun, shining the most beautiful holy light in his eyes. It was extremely bright but did not hurt his eyes. He only felt warmth wrapped around his whole body.
Was he deceived? This sentence suddenly popped up in He Fang's mind, but He Fang denied this absurd idea. No, he was not deceived.
The Holy Lord never told me his name.
But the Holy Lord has always seriously expressed his love for him.
The time they spent together and the hidden things that happened, everyone would misunderstand that it was the Holy Lord trying to pry open his tightly closed door.
Never leave the house.
To secretly look at him.
To open the door for the first time.
It was the Holy Lord who had always been with him.
The gods opened their eyes and looked after the helpless humans.
He Fang looked up, as if he was trapped in the eyes of the Holy Lord. Even though the Holy Lord's eyes were cold and silent, He Fang did not feel the awe and fear of facing the gods at all. The only thing left in his heart was the warmth and tenderness that filled his eyes when he met his.
The look in his eyes made He Fang unable to tell for a moment whether he was admiring him or he was admiring him.
"So beautiful! Is this the real God?" Zhong Yana's rough voice, which was different from that of an ordinary woman, finally pulled He Fang out of the dreamlike atmosphere.
He Fang realized that he had been holding his breath and his chest was feeling stuffy and uncomfortable. After he came to his senses, he immediately gasped for air, wondering if he was almost suffocating to death.
Holy Lord...
Landmarks...
His delivery man's name is Holy Lord or Landmark?
He Fang's expression showed embarrassment. Both the Rainbow Team and the Landmark actually originally had very nice-sounding, long foreign names that looked impressive. He just thought it looked too troublesome at first, so he simply changed their names. Now He Fang was full of regrets. He personally changed the high-sounding names into earthy ones.
He Fang looked at Zhong Yana, and he saw shock, confusion, and admiration in her eyes.
"Is this God?" Zhong Yana's eyes reflected the light, and she exclaimed sincerely, "Is this... a beauty beyond human beauty? His beauty is no longer able to distinguish between genders. Is this God?"
Is the Holy Lord good-looking? Of course, he is good-looking. From the first moment he saw the Holy Lord, he was attracted by his appearance. However, he was not able to tell the gender... He Fang thought that was not the case. The Holy Lord obviously had a standard male appearance.
He Fang looked up again, but was suddenly stunned. The Holy Lord's eyes shifted away at this time, and his actions seemed to be a little unhappy.
Just such a small movement made Zhong Yana fall to her knees in an instant. She bent down, and her solid body like a hill was placed on the ground in front of the Holy Lord. After being shocked, she became more serious.
At this moment, the Holy Lord opened his hands. At that moment, the sky darkened and stars filled the air. It was as if the universe had descended. The only god was sitting in the universe, so stunning that people could not take their eyes away. He had no expression, but it was enough to make people feel holy. Human beings are in the universe, and their hearts, bodies, and minds are purified by the gods.
beauty.
This was the only word left in He Fang's mind.
"What are you doing?" However, just when He Fang was immersed in it, a hoarse, low, and somewhat teasing voice suddenly came from the side.
He Fang turned around suddenly and found that Saigu had suddenly appeared behind Zhong Yana when he and Zhong Yana could not notice her at all.
"Wow, I see a male peacock with its tail spread out." Saigu half-closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the beautiful nebula in the universe. His silver hair casually drooped on his shoulders, making him look lazy and casual. The corner of his mouth was hooked with a charming and vicious smile, which directly dismantled the Holy Lord's platform.
He Fang was stunned when he saw Saigu.
Under normal circumstances, he would probably be happy that his N-PC showed up here to 'rescue' him.
but……
The Holy Lord allowed himself to see his true appearance.
What does this mean? He Fang is not stupid.
The truth about something that had been hidden all along was told to him in this way.
The Holy Lord was telling him implicitly in this way that they already knew who held the truth.
There is no need for anyone to explain anything, just sit quietly and let everything unfold.
"Uncle Gu." He Fang murmured. He looked at the man in front of him with disdainful eyes, but didn't know what to say.
Everyone in the main city knows that he is socially anxious, and he tries hard to act like a passerby N-PC. Only a few fixed N-PCs will talk to him and chat with him, and all N-PCs with thinking ability are accommodating to him.
Before being introduced by E Qi Jingwei, had Saigu also been trying hard to be a background board and not say a word?
"Who are you?" Zhong Yana's pupils shrank when she saw Saigu. This was obviously the most secure place. Where did this dangerous man invade from?
At this time, Saigu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes staring at Zhong Yana. His eyes were gentle and he didn't feel abnormal at all because of Zhong Yana's exaggerated temperament and figure.
"Ma'am, you should be mentally prepared to imprison our Creator here." Saigu's low and lazy voice carried a hint of smile, without any sarcasm, and even with obvious friendliness.
Zhong Yana took a step back. She could not sense any malice from this man at all. In fact, when she saw his smile, she only felt that he was amiable and wanted to get closer to him. This was too scary. As someone who would never let her guard down against anyone, she realized this extremely scary fact.
"Your wishes have been fulfilled, so there should be no point in imprisoning our Creator." Saigu half-closed his eyes, looked He Fang up and down, and smiled, "You may be a crazy person, but you are not a bad person. At least you have no intention of hurting our Creator. As long as you have this point, you can be forgiven."
Zhong Yana tensed up and forced herself to be alert, but she would lose her mind whenever she heard the man speak.
"All I want is peace in this world, not to abuse anyone." Zhong Yana gritted her teeth after she said this, as if she didn't want to say so much in front of the man.
"I admire you, ma'am. You are charming. If the Creator were not here, I would perhaps try to have the honor of having dinner with you." Saigu's fingers casually flicked on the transparent glass between He Fang and Zhong Yana. At that moment, the hard and indestructible glass shattered into large pieces, and fell vertically to the ground under Saigu's gentle push.
Zhong Yana was shocked by the terrifying power displayed by Saigu and immediately understood Saigu's identity. He was one of the monsters in that terrifying city full of monsters. Even though she knew how terrifying these monsters were, when she actually witnessed their true power with her own eyes, she realized that they were more terrifying than she had imagined.
"Creator, we can go home now." At this time, Saigu stretched out his hand to He Fang. His eyes were extremely gentle. It was not the tenderness he showed to a lover, but the reverence that came from the heart for his faith.
He Fang looked at Saigu. He lowered his head, a little uncomfortable facing each other after being so calm. However, he moved his feet lightly and followed Saigu obediently.
Saigu did not force He Fang to speak. He could understand the knot in He Fang's heart with a flickering look in his eyes. He was willing to give their Creator time, just like he had waited for more than 40 years in the game.
"Ma'am, I hope you can come too." Saigu invited Zhong Yana.
Zhong Yana knew very well that the other party had invited her now, most likely to use her as a hostage, but there were no restrictions. She only needed to follow behind the two men consciously. The back is the most vulnerable part of a person. With her strength and skills, she could kill the enemy with one strike if she was behind him. However, when facing this man named Saigu, she knew what it meant to be invulnerable.
After getting on the elevator, Sai Guqian smiled and said, "Everyone is always irrational when facing the Creator, so before ensuring the Creator's safety, it is safest for you to follow me."
Zhong Yana didn't understand.
However, looking out from the elevator, Zhong Yana's excellent eyesight discovered something unusual at the top of her world.
The top of the world was also greatly affected by the ground fissures caused by the violent earthquake. She expected that the situation at the top of the world would be very bad, but the opposite happened.
At this time, her city was bustling with activity...Superman. Zhong Yana did not have any complete vocabulary to understand what she saw. She saw powerful people who were rescuing and filling her city. The only thing she could think of was Superman. After countless failed attempts to enhance the human body, a real Superman was born.
Zhong Yana understood what Saigu said. Now the people from Mirage have completely invaded the top of her world, but they are not destroying it, but protecting it.
Zhong Yana was very smart. She glanced at the Mirage City Lord next to her and knew that these people were definitely carrying out the City Lord's orders.
But as the protector of the city lord, if she imprisoned the city lord, she would certainly become a public enemy, so now Saigu... is really using this method to protect her.
Zhong Yana pursed her lips, and a complex expression appeared on the tall, resolute face of the woman.
"I hope that in the future when I reach the top of the world, I can do my best to repay the Creator for this favor." Saigu's eyes were full of meaning under his silver hair, but in the end he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course, I also hope to have a good relationship with the respected lady."
Zhong Yana's expression froze.
He Fang quietly listened to the conversation between the two people and looked outside. He opened the attribute panel of everyone and saw brightly colored attribute panels. These were the people from the main city.
They came here.
Perhaps it was because of the Holy Lord’s transmission.
He Fang looked at everything outside the window. The people in the main city were so powerful, but they were willing to live in such a small city. Was he not doing enough?
Saigu was the same as always, without any changes from usual. Although He Fang's emotions were complicated and strange now, Saigu's calmness made He Fang secretly relieved.
When they reached the ground, he saw his modified aircraft.
As he had expected, there was no need to use it.
He Fang felt that all his dreams were being realized, realized quietly and silently by the people of his main city.
Zhong Yana stood there, watching the aircraft leave.
The earthquake has completely stopped.
The lord of the mirage came quietly and left quietly.
The powerful Mirage can do everything easily, they just don't bother to do it.
He Fang curled up in the co-pilot seat, not saying a word.
He didn't even dare to look at Saigu's face.
Saigou drove quietly.
He Fang could see from his terminal that Xiao Lan was always by his side, protecting him.
The scenery passed by bit by bit, but He Fang never waited for Saigu to speak.
He Fang was the first to speak: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Saigu raised the corners of his mouth and said with a faint and gentle smile: "Creator, we have always been telling you."
He Fang's eyes gradually widened. Although there were no fancy words in his words, Saigu's simple words instantly brought He Fang back to the past.
He clearly remembered the moments when everyone tried to pretend to be N-PC, when he secretly observed N-PC's clothing and N-PC tried to appear calm; when he tried to talk to the farmers, but the farmers tried hard to act like a copy of N-PC; when he observed on the street as usual and saw several children trying to repeat the same route without deviation.
He remembered the struggle of his N-PC during the N-PC mission; he remembered that when he faced Zhuyan, Zhuyan was also thinking and making progress; he also remembered that Guo Miaofeng, who was too biased in one subject, tried hard to do something for him...
It was too much, everything, just as Saigu had said - they had been saying it to him all along.
At this moment, He Fang felt a little sad.
No one doesn't want to be valued, even someone who has decided to cut off contact with the world.
Everyone in this world is waiting for him.
He Fang hesitated and spoke slowly: "When did it start?"
When did N-PC start to have their own ideas? How long did he make them wait?
Saigu replied in a soft voice, as if caressing a newborn kitten, "It starts with you, the Creator, building the first house."
He Fang's eyes suddenly widened.
It was from the very beginning...
He even…changed several generations of his N-PC! He even let his N-PC die of disappointment while waiting!
N-PC's emotions were simply too intense, and He Fang was unable to dissipate such intense emotions, which actually caused him to develop sinful feelings.
"Creator." He Fang heard Saigu's voice again, "We will still wait for you."
He Fanglang is offline.
He didn't even bother to take the time to quit.
He sat in his not-so-spacious room, staring blankly at the still-operating somatosensory warehouse, unable to calm his violent heartbeat for a long time.
The plan at the top of the world failed, but the collapsed earth was saved by the mirage.
People all over the world have fully understood the huge influence that the city of Mirage has on the world, and Mirage has since had a deep-rooted position in people's hearts.
The Mirage Messenger returned to the Mirage, but provided resources to all mobile cities for post-disaster reconstruction.
Because the land was fragmented, it was difficult for the mobile city to move. The mobile city itself was still thinking about which piece of land to occupy, so it had to build the capital in the original place. After that, the Holy Lord turned the entire land into holy land.
From then on, the world became stable and mobile cities became history.
The status of the Top of the World has been declining from a lofty city, but the residents of the Top of the World have a wealth of knowledge, which they have all been allocated to various mobile cities, doing their best to teach and help the construction of mobile cities.
The library has begun to take shape, and the Hope City Alliance has also sent out various backbones to help build and stabilize the mobile city.
People all over the world saw the true God, the God who transcended the mundane world. Therefore, everyone had the same faith and believed in the Holy Bishop. Missionaries from the City of Angels continued to preach in various cities.
The city is becoming stable. After consultation with the mayors of all mobile cities, they decide to open most terminal permissions, allowing all residents to have the ability to learn and communicate, and the world network is reopened.
And the online shopping that He Fang had been dreaming of at the beginning finally became popular in this process.
After a period of time, the miracle of the Creator descended again, and the Nightmare Forest that had been wrapped in the mirage finally had a breakthrough. Everyone saw the true face of the mirage. It was a city that could not be more ordinary, even a little antique, but there were countless mirage messengers walking inside. To ordinary people, it was simply the residence of God.
Humans have glimpsed the place where God lives, and countless people have a yearning for God's land.
But no one saw the lord of the mirage—He Fang—again.
He Fang was somewhat isolated in his little house.
He no longer logged into the physical warehouse, but operated directly on the computer's stand-alone panel. He watched his money increase, and then purified the Nightmare Forest bit by bit according to the situation.
The city was developing very fast. He Fang watched the development of the city with his own eyes and was happy in his heart.
But he didn't dare to face it. He longed to be relied upon, but he never expected that he would have to bear the expectations of so many people.
He is afraid, but not because of social phobia. He is afraid that he is not able to meet everyone's expectations.
For three whole months, He Fang had been developing the city, filling in details, inputting commands, and checking event statistics, but he did not dare to look at the people he was familiar with on the stand-alone panel, for he was afraid that they would find out.
During this period of time, He Fang did not open the door for any delivery man. The Holy Lord came to deliver the food without fail, but He Fang did not even secretly look at the Holy Lord through the cat's eye again.
He felt that he was not worthy of the Holy Lord.
That's God.
But if you think about it carefully, isn’t it true that in the eyes of these people, he is the God?
He Fang does not think that he is escaping, but is trying his best to calm himself down and give himself a chance to return to everyone's side.
He wants to return to everyone's sight with the best appearance that everyone expects.
He Fang was still standing at the door today, ready to go out.
He had been preparing for a month, getting dressed every morning and trying to go out, but he had never been able to do so, always giving up halfway.
During this period, He Fang bought a lot of clothes online and even looked at fashion outfits on the terminal. However, as a socially anxious person who has not really gone out for a long time, he really has no idea how to dress. He has been trying to find his own style, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels that his clothes are weird.
I don’t look good wearing a hat, but without it my messy hair that I cut myself looks even uglier.
If he wore all black, he would look too gloomy, but if he wore all bright colors, he would look a little unimpressive.
He Fang bought a lot of clothes and tried to match them best for going out every day, but he still didn't have the courage to go out.
He Fang also failed today and returned to his computer to open the event statistics.
'The armed forces officer Chongying cried and wanted to see the Creator, but was hit on the head by his annoying brother Chongxiao, and a big bump appeared on his head.'
'In order to avenge his brother Chong Xiao, the armed forces officer Chong Ying attempted to have Chong Xiao wear a wedding dress and go to the Creator's door to propose marriage, but was severely stopped by Yuan Zhiran.'
He Fang: “…”
'The research institute has developed a fashion random clothing matching recommendation APP, which is now being sold in online stores.'
He Fang was stunned and went to find a store to place an order.
'Lu Hu from the Finance Department has promoted the Creator Makeup in the Finance Department, so that everyone can look at each other to ease their longing.'
He Fang's expression has become increasingly strange when he looks at the event statistics recently, because the event statistics only include statistics on major events in the city. He Fang gets information outside the city from the terminal in the game. Therefore, the event statistics on the system panel have begun to become increasingly strange, and the style has gradually changed from serious to bizarre. He Fang can only laugh and cry every time he sees the end.
He Fang opened the clothes matching APP and entered all the clothes information into the APP. He Fang really gave himself a very good-looking combination. He Fang put on the clothes and stood at the door, but hesitated again.
He wondered if he should get a haircut, but his haircut skills were so poor that it would look even weirder than it is now. Should he go to the barbershop? But he had to go out to get a haircut, right?
He Fang took a deep breath.
I feel like I can't put it off until tomorrow. He has only spent three months here, and three or four years in the game.
He Fang closed his eyes, made up his mind, opened the door and rushed out.
I didn't dare take the elevator, so I just rushed down the stairs.
However, he regretted it after rushing down. He originally wanted to come out to meet people, but now he couldn't meet them. It was really boring for him to do this!
He Fang plucked up his courage, straightened his clothes, and stepped into his city resolutely.
The weather is very good today, the sun is shining brightly, and there are picturesque scenery everywhere. He Fang is getting more and more accustomed to this kind of scenery, and is even happy to be in such beauty.
There weren't many people on the street, but without exception they were all handsome men and beautiful women. His N-PCs all had divine looks. He Fang was observing with a bit of pride and a bit of timidity.
He Fang heard his own heart pounding nervously. He saw the eyes of the people around him flickering, and it was obvious that they wanted to come over but didn't dare to. He Fang felt guilty. He should have taken the initiative, but his legs were weak.
A large group of people looked at each other from a distance, and no one dared to move.
These handsome men and beautiful women with divine looks all froze in place, as if they were afraid of scaring away terrified kittens.
When He Fang felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly, he suddenly saw a beggar in tattered clothes covered in gray. He Fang was stunned and hugged his legs and cried, "Lord City Lord, please let me stay."
He Fang had never seen such a fight before and stood there at a loss. He subconsciously looked at the beggar's attribute panel and found that he was not from the main city, but unexpectedly had some good labels.
However, when He Fang thought about the fact that he was still treating people with a gaming mindset, he felt embarrassed and nervous. He looked around and found that other people were also anxious to come over but were afraid to scare him. They almost had the words "I'm so anxious" written on their faces.
He Fang quickly pulled up the kneeling beggar and stammered, "You...you follow the regular procedures, you...you have a good label, you should have a chance..."
However, He Fang wanted to sound more dignified and to say something meaningful, but after he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned red. Why did he stutter when he spoke?! Ahhh, so annoying!
He Fang was extremely upset. He fled the crime scene in shock and anger.
Behind him, the beggar looked at He Fang's departing back, and all the places touched by the Creator seemed to be purified.
Everyone looked at the beggar with envy.
"What a lucky guy, he was favored by the Creator and was even awarded his label!"
"Let him give me a job. With him, maybe I'll have a chance to get the attention of the Creator. After all, he is the one who was labeled as a good person by the Creator himself."
The beggar looked up at the crowd in confusion, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. He was filled with fear. Should he have been so careless in barging in? He just thought that Mirage was the best city in the world...
He Fang returned to the house crying.
He failed.
He failed again.
He had clearly tried very hard and made up his mind to be a very powerful city lord in front of everyone, but why couldn't he show his might and dominance, and then he ran back in a panic.
This is clearly a great opportunity to show off the city lord's power!
Missed it just like that!
And he was stuttering!
Shameful...
It's so embarrassing.
He really needs something sweet to soothe his wounded heart, such as milk tea.
The Lord is carrying out his orders. He has to "have mercy on the world" and accept the worship of his believers. However, he is bored and watches the faith values of those who have no meaning to him continue to grow. He feels extremely annoyed. What's the point of being beautiful, powerful, or perfect? What's the point of being ignored by the Creator? !
His creator hasn't come to talk to him for a long time, and he doesn't even do his daily tasks.
Now the Creator doesn't take the initiative to accept takeout...
Suddenly, the Creator's order appeared on the Holy Lord's terminal. The Holy Lord, who had a tearful face, brightened up instantly. Without thinking, he ran to a deserted corner and put on his yellow takeout uniform again. His fierce half couldn't wait to turn into a small tram.
The delivery cart ran very fast on its two little wheels as it went about delivering food to its Creator again!
The Holy Lord was looking in the rearview mirror downstairs, combing his long golden hair, and asked his half-body worriedly: "Do I look good today? Can I attract the Creator to have a takeaway brother relationship?"
Half-body howled and said a few words of encouragement. Unlike the previous times when he was ridiculed, they were the chosen ones who had entered the Creator's room openly!
The Creator is only temporarily entangled now, and they will return sooner or later!
Work hard, my half!
If you don’t see the Creator, don’t come back to see me!
The tram was so anxious that it circled around the building several times.
However, a moment later, the Holy Lord returned disappointed and cried sadly: "He didn't see me and he asked me to leave the takeaway at the door, wuwuwuwu."
The quiet tram silently uttered two words: garbage!
The Holy Lord was crying uncontrollably.
He really wondered if the Creator was disappointed after knowing that he was actually a landmark. After all, even now, the Creator had forgotten the goddess sculpture.
Is he really that bad?
At this time, the tram snorted coldly: It was me he liked at first!
At this moment, the Holy Lord was even more depressed. He just lay on the ground without moving. He felt that he was a real failure in being a god.
Returning to the landmark, the Holy Lord sighed deeply.
The Holy Lord still remembers the first time he saw He Fang.
He was quietly idle in the game, occupying that territory, without saying a word.
As the world manager, he has always been puzzled as to why this player has been idle all the time instead of starting to build the city immediately, even though other players are doing the same.
But He Fang went to many places and observed everything, including the terrain, weather, water sources, and so on.
At that time, he always thought he was in a daze, until some time after his city was built, he entered He Fang's computer and saw the perfect survey he had carefully prepared and produced.
City, city. With countless obsessions, how could N-PC not wish to die peacefully in a perfect city?
The Lord knew why the residents hated him.
He selfishly brought He Fang from another world into this place, arbitrarily deprived He Fang of the right to contact his family, made him start over in a strange place, and even tried to force He Fang to adapt to social phobia.
He just couldn't bear to do it.
He couldn't bear to see He Fang suffer in another world, couldn't bear to see He Fang haggling over even a meal, couldn't bear to see the landlord even trying to extort wages, couldn't bear to see He Fang never getting care and concern from his parents, he couldn't bear to see He Fang being bullied but no one said anything.
He watched He Fang trying hard to become an excellent anchor, he watched He Fang trying every possible way to make himself interesting, but secretly crying because of the unattainable dream, he watched He Fang trying hard to make videos that could facilitate communication even though he was not good at communication.
The only player he cares about is facing a lot of hardships in real life.
On the day when the landlord decided to raise the rent with He Fang because the price of the house increased, the Lord changed this world.
He selfishly pulled him into another world, wanting to give him better things.
Here, he can protect him.
Afterwards, everyone followed the N-PC model to make He Fang think that he was playing the game again. This was an accident. Everyone just wanted to protect the socially anxious city lord, so the model was reached tacitly.
Perhaps the residents disliked him because of his selfishness.
But he and the residents share the same desire to protect the Creator's heart, which is why they live in peace.
He Fang feels that it is a bit too fast to enter the real society directly now.
Maybe I can use the somatosensory warehouse as before.
He Fang stopped using the sensory warehouse before, firstly because it was embarrassing, and secondly because he didn't want to rely on the sensory warehouse anymore, but to really step into this world.
But now He Fang has to settle for the next best thing. He is just a coward, he admits it.
After going online, He Fang discovered that his model was actually next to the Holy Lord.
Was it Saigu who put him here at that time?
He Fang thought of Saigu's terrifying mind-reading ability. To him, 'delivery man' should be the only link between him and reality. Is Saigu trying to use this link to help him adapt?
Saigu, who can think of everything clearly, is really scary.
He Fang stood in front of the Holy Lord, shaking his head a little embarrassedly.
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