Chapter 486 Ding, the host gets "Wish with Heart" and obtains key fragments x 3
NPCs have no warmth.
NPCs have no emotions.
NPC, can play any role.
The right protector pressed his forehead against Ye Xingzhou's, feeling his body temperature, but he didn't know what to say.
"Now, do you know what immortality is?"
Ye Xingzhou could hear every word the Right Protector said very clearly.
Ye Xingzhou couldn't believe what he heard.
But I have to believe it.
Even from the beginning, Ye Xingzhou knew that he was a player.
Even though Ye Xingzhou had already encountered the heads of the first six players.
However, this most obvious identity given to Ye Xingzhou is only limited to the superficial title of "player".
because.
Ye Xingzhou took it seriously from the beginning.
Take this place, take this world.
Take it seriously.
Therefore, the known answer becomes unknown when ignored.
What Ye Xingzhou was searching for blindly was answered at the very beginning.
It was him, he took it seriously...
At this moment, it seems like a lifetime ago.
Immortal.
It's data.
It is the most basic data that runs the computer and constitutes every game character.
Ye Xingzhou should have known this from the very beginning.
Why can his eyes see the immortality of the parasite in the human body?
Because this is a game, this living world is being assimilated into the game by the invaded data.
The dead and the parasitic ones are all being assimilated.
Invading data deprives us of human emotions.
Whether happy or sad.
Everyone in this world, all people with different personalities, every person with breathing, warmth, and complex human emotions, has been deprived of their personality and gradually evolved into NPCs.
Fixed roles, fixed actions, fixed daily routine.
This world begins with the invasion and assimilation of data into the way of heaven.
It's already collapsed.
This place is constantly being invaded by outsiders and assimilated into the game.
All Ye Xingzhou could see were people who had been assimilated.
From the very beginning, Ye Xingzhou was completely wrong.
How should he accept this answer now?
He walked for such a long time, but when he looked back, he found that he had left the answer on the road.
Everything is in vain.
Living people have become data.
The world has become a game.
And he completed the task and returned home.
However, every vivid face Ye Xingzhou has seen in this world.
Everyone is the protagonist of his or her own life, with a unique personality and an unrepeatable life.
But it is assimilated by data.
Assimilated into an NPC who is nameless and wandering around the edge.
So, how is he going to get home?
here.
How could it be...a game world?
How could it be a game world!!!
They are all living people!
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.
A powerful energy accumulated in the dantian and surged like a surging wave.
The last layer of the cultivation barrier is being broken.
The right protector turned a blind eye and just played with Ye Xingzhou's hair.
Ye Xingzhou was trying to break free from the stillness.
Right now.
The feeling of powerlessness that washed over his body made him more aware of the horror of the game's manipulation.
Every moment of stillness is the pause button of the game.
Once the pause button was pressed, everyone was stuck in that moment.
Only when the protagonist presses continue again can everyone regain control of their bodies.
Therefore, starting from the Zhiyang Sect, even if they are restricted by heaven, everyone is still fighting for survival.
Although, there is still a glimmer of hope.
As long as it is suppressed for thousands or hundreds of years.
For the people, it means reproduction and prosperity from generation to generation.
From the time one starts to speak and take his first steps to the time when he grows old, it is a complete life of his own.
This is the meaning of the existence of the world of immortal cultivation, and this is the Taoist heart that the cultivators uphold.
As long as there is life, there is a way to live.
But now.
The power of mortals is as weak as that of ants, how can they struggle?
Ye Xingzhou was almost in despair.
What's the point of him going home?
The blood dripped down like a string of broken beads.
The right protector raised his eyes, ignoring the strong light, and looked at the snow and wind outside the barrier.
Ren Wangzhu's face became paler and paler.
They all said nothing, quietly waiting for an opportunity.
Until the storm stirs.
The clouds dispersed and the vortex opened.
At the end of the vortex is the bustling modern world.
At the entrance of this passage stands a cold skull.
The seventh player is only one step away from returning home.
Ren Wangzhu suddenly jumped up and pulled out the dagger that was stuck in his abdomen.
He pressed down the right protector and swung the dagger again and again.
The blood from the abdomen mixed with the blood of the right protector.
Blood gushed out.
The right protector didn't struggle at all, he just glanced sideways.
He glanced sideways at Ye Xingzhou lying on the ground, his face splattered with blood, and his eyes curved.
Ren Wangzhu's hands trembled, he suppressed his tears, and stabbed with the knife again and again.
His technique was clumsy and completely disorganized.
The last blow pierced the right protector's neck.
The right protector just looked at Ye Xingzhou like this.
Blood dyed Ren Wangzhu's face red. Ren Wangzhu was stunned for a moment and the dagger fell out of his hand.
"I... killed someone."
After a moment of stunned silence, he gasped for breath, and his red, frozen hands began to grope in the snow again.
Until his frozen fingers grasped the dagger again.
He turned his head to look at Ye Xingzhou, his whole body trembling violently.
Two tears slid down his face.
"Brother, I wasn't the one who killed Senior Sister Yue."
"It was the Right Protector who killed him with the Demonic Bone. I wasn't the one who made the bet with him."
"Senior Brother."
Ren Wangzhu sobbed, his voice trembling, and the pain in his abdomen made him curl up tightly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Ren Wangzhu cried two tears of blood.
"Brother, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I'm sorry..."
The cracked lips moved and blood flowed out.
He looked at the tall buildings outside the vortex and cried out in grief.
“How was this game created?”
"The game was released for closed beta testing. I was selected as the first player to be tested on the experience server. I used your body to die in the endless abyss."
So when Ye Xingzhou saw the right protector, he sensed a familiar aura because.
They all come from the same world.
"I'm so scared...Brother."
"I don't know why I was resurrected. When I woke up, I shared a body with six other people."
"They often beat me and devoured my soul. I couldn't take control of my body and was asleep most of the time."
Ren Wangzhu curled up his body.
"All I know is that when I woke up, they had disappeared, leaving only the Right Guardian and me."
"He was asleep at the time, so I used my body first."
His soul was devoured too weakly, and after possessing a body, he lost his memory and was unaware of the existence of the Right Protector.
It was not until the evil energy of the right protector rushed into his body that Ren Wangzhu remembered everything in bits and pieces.
"Senior Brother."
Ren Wangzhu wiped away a tear.
"Brother, brother."
"I want to go home, I really want to go home."
“But I can’t go back.”
"I killed someone..."
"I was also assimilated..."
Ren Wangzhu covered his abdomen with his hands, and his lips were no longer bloody.
"elder brother."
"Brother, my name is Yun Qingfan. I'm a freshman in the Computer Science Department of University A, Class of 2001. I live on the fifth floor of Unit 3, Building 7, Luoshan Community, City B."
He quickly spoke out a string of addresses, slowly raised the dagger, pointed it at his throat, looked deeply at Ye Xingzhou, and his voice choked for a moment.
"Can you please go home for me..."
"You go home for me."
He squeezed his eyes shut, the dagger at his throat.
[Ding, the host obtains 'Wish with Heart' and obtains 3 key fragments]
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