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The consequence of the players' rash actions was heavy losses. One camp was completely wiped out and forever became one of the thousands of codes under the Lord God.
No one knew where the system had gone. The mid- and lower-tier players were left to fend for themselves, some even going into hiding. The top players were scrambling to their limits, holding roundtable conference after roundtable. The audience in the book world no longer cared about the interactions between the star players; they were all focused on discussing that ghostly system:
"I think it's just the black technology left by the American empire."
"It's definitely not the United States. I think it's a prehistoric civilization, like the Maya or Sanxingdui. This system is a curse on humanity. If it's not something else, all of humanity should be on high alert."
"Could it be that the Lord God has inserted some ancient myth into this instance? How terrifying! In front of higher-dimensional beings, what are humans? Today, these celebrities are being dragged into this instance to be tortured. Will it be just us ordinary people tomorrow?"
"Who understands? I thought it was a comedy variety show at first, but now I don't dare to watch it alone."
【Hahahahahahahaha I can’t do it anymore】
The audience in the livestream, who knew everything, were almost dying of laughter. They thought the people inside were stupid and funny, and they mocked them mercilessly. The mother system couldn't laugh at all. She had miscalculated. She hadn't expected these stupid players to be so reckless and mess up the dungeon world. On the contrary, Wen Shu and Yu Wan had no worries about food and clothing in prison. The dungeon world was unique, and the prisoners didn't have to work. It was a stark contrast to the dire situation outside.
There is no impact at all!
Jiang Wu has now completely become a bootlicker, looking for Wen Shu every day. He is completely different from the backbone of the team before. His followers are dropping every day, and many people are calling him and Wen Shu stupid pigs. In short, this person is completely useless. The mother system really wants to call Yu Wan out and scold him, but when she saw the revenue data in the background, she didn't take action after all.
In that case...
The mother system, determined, summoned a staff member to operate the keyboard, revealing its final trump card. Seeing Yu Wan enjoying herself so comfortably in prison, she couldn't help but teach him a lesson: "How about this, we'll go for a face-slapping trick later. First, expose the host, then shock those who look down on her." That should work, right? A face-slapping trick is always a popular plot point, and it also highlights the host's strong female character.
"That's too dangerous." Yu Wan disagreed: "How can we let anyone know the host's vest?"
[That's why I want to slap them in the face, and make those who originally looked down on the host kneel down and admit their mistakes.] The mother system said this as usual, and her voice was filled with a hint of mockery: [Don't you care about the host very much? You don't even know such a popular element? Slapping them in the face and gaining followers is the most satisfying thing. You can see it in any live broadcast room.]
"Oh." Yu Wan seemed to be lost in thought. "You were bullied, but you didn't even dare to fight back. You can only hope that others will regret it?"
The mother system was speechless again.
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Jiang Wu walked down the street, letting the rain soak his hoodie and drip onto his dejected face. He hadn't seen the system in days, and he was lost in a frenzy of confusion. He was constantly being bumped into by frantic, red-eyed players, and he stumbled over a cat.
"Is this the only way for everyone..." The young man muttered to himself, walked around the cat and continued forward. A few drops of rain ran across his tall nose, making his temperament even more melancholy. At this moment, he paused and looked up. A man in a transparent purple robe stood in front of him, looking at him strangely.
"You are...?" Jiang Wu didn't want to say too much, but the man directly said his name and showed an even more bizarre smile: "You really look a lot like the Lord God."
"What...? Lord God?" The boy pointed at himself, his expression clearly not understanding the meaning. The purple-robed man smiled, but no one passing by noticed him. "Forget it, the Lord God isn't a good person, but he's a good father. I believe you, Young Lord God, will understand him."
"Father?" Jiang Wu had a look of disbelief on his face, but he vaguely understood something in his heart.
"Let's go." The man's tone was unquestionable. He pulled the boy over. The next moment, a vortex of light appeared on the spot, taking the two of them to another scene.
This was a massive, futuristic building, clearly a different place from the dungeon. The man disappeared as Jiang Wu entered. He swallowed and pushed open the mist-shrouded door in the center. A figure was already waiting for him inside. Turning at the sound, he revealed a middle-aged face that bore a striking resemblance to the boy. "I'm here."
Jiang Wu was still wearing ordinary sportswear, his hair soaked by the rain, and his dirty, worn sneakers. He looked in stark contrast to the elegant man in a Western-style wizard costume. He suppressed his fear and chuckled, "Excuse me, why did you ask me to come here...?"
"Is your mother's name Isa? She died of illness when you were ten?" The man's answer was irrelevant, but it made the boy's pupils widen. "How...how did you know?"
"I'm the one who's wronged your mother." The Lord God sighed and picked up a photo frame on the crystal table. Inside was an old photo of him and a young woman holding a child. Jiang Wu's eyes widened. He remembered that his mother had also taken out a similar photo before she died. "Are you... the father?"
The Lord God nodded, a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "Sorry, child."
"So...?" Jiang Wu took a few steps back when he suddenly saw his father. The Lord God sighed and told the love story with Isa when he was young. Later, because of the Lord God's family's prejudice against humans, the Lord God had to reluctantly leave the mother and son on a dark night. He married another female Lord God under the arrangement of the family and gave birth to his second son a year later. Fortunately, the female Lord God had died of illness now, and he had consolidated his position in the family. He could finally take his son back openly.
The man's melancholy green eyes became moist. He was really not a good father.
"But..." Jiang Wu recalled the scene when his mother had to work three jobs a day to make a living when he was a child. He still couldn't say the word "father". The Lord God saw his son's hesitation and blamed himself. He called a few servants and signaled to take his son to take a bath and change clothes first.
Jiang Wu followed reluctantly.
"So... the Lord God is his father? He's not just some ordinary good-for-nothing kid?"
"Our Jiang Wu is actually a little princess!!! With such a powerful background?"
"Ah? It's the "rely on dad" style again. Jiang Wu really had a reason for ordering his teammates that way. After watching for so long, it turns out he's the prince. What the hell are the other players doing?"
"If you want to watch that kind of melodrama, go ahead and watch it. Our Jiang Wu is just a little princess, so what? Is she stronger than you? If you don't agree, just hold it in."
"Some people cut off their third leg before stealing women's words and then call themselves princesses. How despicable."
【What! ! ! 】
When this explosive information came out, the audience in the live broadcast room was speechless. Isn't this male protagonist's golden finger too big and too thick? This is actually his real son.
Now, let alone other ordinary players, even Wen Shu might not be able to defeat him. His strength and bloodline are there, and one can't help but worry about Wen Shu.
After all, the experience of all major anime and TV series tells audiences that protagonists who rely on their fathers are the most powerful, and hard work pales in comparison to bloodline. Those who oppose the protagonist often suffer a tragic end. To make matters worse, Jiang Wu is the Lord God's biological son, and no one can change that. Blood is thicker than water, and the Lord God might even be particularly fond of this long-lost son. Now, Yu Wan would have to be a deity to defeat this father and son.
The originally jubilant reality barrage has begun to show a pessimistic trend.
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