When he opened his eyes again, Armand seemed to have gone back in time to the time before the accident.

In other words, it is not accurate to define the world Armand is in now as the world before the accident. It is as if he has arrived in another parallel time and space. Everything seems to be the same as the world he lived in before, but each place is different. However, they seem to be not much different.

There is still the Bureau of Heresy, games, and his most important brother, Georgia.

Armand was glad that he was here - because his brother was still alive and well here, and had not been captured and tortured to death by Mu Sicheng.

Because there is no such thing as a huge heretic smuggling line in this world, and the monkey thieves who are making Area 3 suffer so much, Armand has confirmed this repeatedly within a month after waking up, but every time he confirms it, he becomes more excited.

Thinking of this, Armand let out a long breath as if he was relieved, but at the same time, he felt as if he was escaping from something. There was a strange, lingering feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Everything was peaceful again within his walls, and this time no one came to disturb his peace.

Armand doesn't understand why he appeared in this world after his death, nor does he understand whether this is a real world or a perfect illusion in the afterlife hell used to lure the undead to live here?

Armand touched his throat which had been ripped open by Mu Sicheng, and felt as if he was favored by a non-existent god, allowing him to rewind the game of his [life] and have the opportunity to create a more perfect [future line].

But is this "future" that he doesn't know whether is real or imaginary really the future for him?

If even death has lost its value, and everything can be re-read, and his mistakes and sins are all washed away, what is the meaning of his existence?

Armand didn't know the answer either, he was too young.

Young people are not good at thinking about life, especially young people like Armand who have spent most of their energy in their short twenty years of life fighting a thief.

But in this time and space where "thieves" do not exist, everything seems so absurd.

Armand suddenly felt that this world was just like what that bad guy had said contemptuously: "It's just a game, what's so great about it."

Armand could never understand why Mu Sicheng always separated himself from the real world, looked down on everyone, and treated everything as a toy.

After playing around, it was obviously this guy who did the evil, but he lay alone on the wasteland looking at the sky and said to him, Armand, it's not fun to play games without friends.

I don't want to go on, Mu Sicheng covered his eyes with his elbows and said softly. At that moment, Armand felt like he was about to cry.

He was the one who chose the game, he was the one who refused to stop playing, and in the end, it seemed that he was also the saddest person.

Armand took a deep breath and pulled himself back to his senses. No matter what kind of world or game this was, he knew the only thing he could do now was to protect Georgia.

He would never let Georgia go through that horrible experience again.

Armand combed his half-long hair that was scattered on his shoulders, and pinned a small winged emblem symbolizing the Golden Dawn Guild behind one ear - otherwise Georgia would say he was careless if she saw it.

Armand doesn't like to tie his hair up neatly like his brother. He thinks it's too tight. He prefers to let his hair down casually, so Georgia asks him to take good care of himself.

He was going to practice in the pool - it was the only thing he could do right now.

Georgia forbade him to play games in the small TV area, saying that the games there could not be exited at any time and were unsafe. So from the time Armand woke up until now, he had never been to the small TV area and did not know the situation there.

Armand's knowledge of the game was very limited, and he spent most of his time after waking up playing in the pool with others.

If he hadn't secretly signed up for the Golden Dawn Guild's team without Georgia's knowledge some time ago, Georgia would probably have let him live like this for the rest of his life - Georgia was always like this, she would put him in the safest place.

But Armand has already signed up, and his ability is pretty good in Golden Dawn. After all, he was the vice-captain.

Even though Georgia was angry, he had to put him into the official team - even though Armand was his younger brother, he could not violate the guild rules and kick out a member who had already registered.

However, although Georgia did this, she is obviously not ready to reconcile with Armand, and the two are still in a cold war.

So when Armand walked out of the dormitory and saw Georgia standing in front of his door, he was obviously stunned.

"Armand, I dreamed about you." Georgia seemed to be recalling this unpleasant dream. "I don't remember the details clearly, but I dreamed that you died with someone to protect me."

Armand's hands clenched suddenly, he lowered his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Georgia reached out and patted Armand's head through his long hair, and stroked the side of Armand's eye with her thumb: "--Sometimes I really hope you never grow up."

"But you have indeed grown up." Georgia's eyes fell on Armand's shoulder, where a butterfly was gently flapping its wings. "Your skill has changed from a bow and arrow like me to a butterfly, which means that the core of your desire has changed, but every time I ask you, you never tell me why."

"Ever since we were little, I've been able to guess what you were thinking. We can even dream the same things. You've always been proud of the telepathy between us."

"But now, even if I seem to see your dreams, I don't know what you are thinking. You have a secret, Armand."

Armand opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Georgia looked at the obedient and beautiful butterfly and lowered her eyes: "Maybe I can't keep you trapped in a safe place any longer."

"A butterfly cannot survive in a place that is too narrow."

Armand looked up in surprise.

Georgia looked him in the eye and said, "Today the team will be touring the small TV area to show this year's team to the players who support us. If you are sure you want to participate in the league, take it seriously and pack up and come over."

After saying that, Georgia turned and left, leaving Armand in a daze. He touched his hair that was messed up by Georgia and smiled with red eyes.

"Okay, Captain!" Armand answered loudly.

The butterfly on his shoulder fluttered gently.

Small TV area.

Bai Liu and his group, who were training midfield, rested by the central hall. Because of Tang Er's play, no one dared to disturb them. Everyone looked at these five lunatics who had played thirteen games in two days in fear.

Bai Liu squinted his eyes and pushed his sweaty hair back with his fingers. Mu Sicheng sat next to him, lowered his head and panted.

Tang Er folded his arms and scolded the two men: "You're already saying you can't hold on after three games, but didn't you hold on for ten games yesterday?"

"It's because I played ten games in a row yesterday, and my body is starting to ache today." Bai Liu argued seriously, "It's too intense, Captain Tang. I can't stand it sitting in the office like this."

Mu Sicheng exhaled a breath of hot air: "I can still hold on, but the other two who didn't stop probably can't hold on anymore."

Tang Erda was startled and turned to look at Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke, who were pale and out of breath. He subconsciously held this group of people to future standards, but he didn't expect that Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi, who were slightly weaker in body, really couldn't withstand this kind of training intensity.

But both of them had strong personalities and never stopped, just gritted their teeth and persevered.

Mu Sicheng said, "The games you picked are all about killing monsters quickly. They don't require puzzles at all. Some of them are games you've completed before. Of course you can play fast, but it's hard for us to keep up."

"Let's combine Lao and Yi, Captain Tang." Bai Liu said with a smile.

Tang Er paused for a moment, then said, "Rest for half an hour."

Bai Liu turned and looked at Liu Jiayi. "Are your matches close to the limit for league registration?"

Liu Jiayi opened the system panel to confirm and replied to Bai Liu: "Yes, there are still two more times."

"If you sign up for the league in the name of our guild, that means you have officially withdrawn from the King's Guild, right?" Bai Liu asked.

Liu Jiayi was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Bai Liu looked at her: "Don't you regret it?"

Liu Jiayi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Have you given me a chance to regret it? Asking me at this time is hindsight."

"That's not the case." Bai Liutian admitted shamelessly. He asked with a smile, "Have you ever regretted it?"

"Yes." Liu Jiayi admitted without hesitation, but she paused for a moment, lowered her head and pinched her fingertips, and said softly, "...But, you said outside the Heretic Management Bureau that you would not use the Red Heart method. At that time, I felt a little less regretful..."

Before she finished her words, there was a commotion ahead, and a crowd immediately gathered in one direction.

Bai Liu and his group stood up and stepped back. Tang Er was the tallest, with his sight higher than the crowd. He looked far away and said with a frown, "A team from the guild is out on patrol."

"Such a big fight, which guild is it?" Mu Sicheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "The top three, right?"

Tang Erda turned his head to look at Bai Liu and said in a deep voice: "Golden Dawn."

Bai Liu also raised the corner of his eyebrow, and he glanced sideways at the Golden Dawn team that was approaching the central hall.

Golden Dawn brought many members out for inspection. They separated the spectators in an orderly manner, keeping a distance between them, so that the team members could walk in the center of the team and be clearly seen by everyone.

Among the spectators there were many fans of Golden Dawn, or players who wanted to bet on Golden Dawn. They observed this year's teams greedily and carefully, and when they saw two almost identical faces walking in front of the teams with dejected expressions, they could not help but burst into louder cheers.

"…Who is this new member? Georgia's brother?!"

"A double combination! This year's doubles competition will be worth watching!"

"Golden Dawn has been kept so secret that it's only just been released now. Is it a killer move or something? What is its skill?"

"Tsk, this face will cause a frenzy when he goes on stage. Will he get a free-from-death medal just by relying on his looks like Georgia?"

…

The players' discussion became louder and louder, instantly drawing all the attention away from Bai Liu and the others.

There were also many players who were originally unhappy with Bai Liu and his team, but did not dare to say anything. The arrival of Golden Dawn was like finding a big backstage for them. From time to time, they would look at Bai Liu and his team with contempt, and snort in a weird tone:

"This is a regular team, but there are inferior people... It's still incomparable to the teams from the big guilds."

"Look at their rookie team, wow."

Of course, this low-level player didn't dare to mock Bai Liu and the others directly, because Tang Erda was standing nearby. Only when he was tired of living would he offend this person.

Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to the whispers, he had been ridiculed all the way here and didn't care much about them. But this made Mu Sicheng angry. He was already very angry because of being suppressed and criticized by Tang Er in training for the past few days, and now this whisper jumped on his head.

Mu Sicheng rolled up his sleeves with a gloomy look, ready to catch these troublesome players and beat them up even from a distance!

When this low-level player saw Mu Sicheng coming over, he didn't expect that such a team member who was going to participate in the competition would be so reckless as to argue with them, a low-level ordinary player. After being caught by Mu Sicheng, he was scared to the point of almost crying. It was only after Bai Liu intervened that Mu Sicheng let go of the low-level player who kept begging for mercy after he felt relieved.

After the player ran away, Mu Sicheng was still unhappy.

He and Bai Liu were now standing in the inner circle of players welcoming the Golden Dawn Team. If he turned around, he could see the Golden Dawn Team that these low-level players were using to pull him down. Mu Sicheng looked over unconvinced, ready to see who the newcomer who was being praised to the sky by these idiots was.

Bai Liu and Tang Erda also stood inside the circle.

At the front of the slowly advancing team was a man with a waist-length brown ponytail, brown eyes, and an extremely eye-catching appearance. On both sides of his ponytail were two shining gold wing badges. He was wearing a very neatly groomed silver-white ceremonial uniform and long boots outlined with gold thread. At first glance, he had a kind of noble and inviolable air.

Behind Georgia to the right was a team member who looked almost exactly like him.

He seemed to be slightly shorter than the leader Georgia, with darker brown eyes. His shoulder-length hair was pinned back with a golden wing badge, revealing a softer profile. On his right shoulder was a motionless butterfly, like a decoration.

At this moment, he was walking forward without looking around, with no emotion on his face. Although he looked very young, he had the majesty of someone who had led a team for a long time.

It really looks like a big old-fashioned person and a small old-fashioned person.

Mu Sicheng looked at Armand who was slowly approaching him, narrowed his eyes maliciously, and fixed his gaze on the wing badge behind Armand's ear.

Mu Sicheng's right hand moved the fingers as if it was itchy, and slowly changed its shape, from a human hand to a monkey's paw——

——He hasn't stolen anything for a long time.

The moment Armand passed by Mu Sicheng, the butterfly on his right shoulder suddenly flapped its wings a few times, and at that moment, Mu Sicheng stretched out his monkey paw without hesitation and reached behind Armand's ear.

Armand turned his head quickly to avoid it, but the other fragile badges were still maliciously picked off by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Mu Sicheng with his fingernails.

Armand's long brown hair spread out slowly, and when he turned his head, half of the lower half of his face was covered, revealing only a pair of dazed dark brown eyes.

The shining badge fell to the ground with a crisp "ding" sound.

Mu Sicheng bent down and used his monkey paw to pick up Armand's badge, then casually rotated it twice on his nails. He raised his eyes and looked at Armand with a wicked smile: "Is this the alertness of the Golden Dawn's ace rookie? I see."

Mu Sicheng's provocative face was clearly reflected in Armand's dark eyes, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

The butterfly on his shoulder began to flap its wings rapidly, and a strong wind came from nowhere, blowing wildly between Mu Sicheng and Armand, blowing Mu Sicheng so hard that he could not help but cover his face and step back, blowing the onlookers on both sides into flight in fear, and also messing up Armand's long hair that he had just trimmed.

Standing in the eye of the wind, Armand calmly took back his badge from the hand of Mu Sicheng who was blown to the ground, put it behind his head again, and turned around and left without looking back in the messy background blown by the wind.

The hurricane is coming again.

The author has something to say:

Although these two people seem to be really gay, they are really friends! Not a couple! There is no couple line! They are lifelong enemies!