Hearing the call, Su Mingan was slightly stunned.
He looked up and saw a tall and thin figure with a long sword on his back, holding a bouquet of jasmine flowers and looking at him.
Under the stone pavilion, the young man in ancient costume blends in with the environment and looks particularly harmonious.
Su Mingan recognized this person.
In the White Sand Paradise of the Sixth World, this is the only relaxing existence in that extremely dangerous and depressing world.
"Brother, you look so tired." Mo Yan said, "Brother, you should take care to rest and get more sleep. I, I feel so sorry for you..."
The smile on his face did not change, and he was still so servile and heartwarming.
"Why... are you here?" Su Mingan remembered the list of contestants. Mo Yan was definitely not among the top 100 contestants.
"Brother, I'm here to give you flowers." Mo Yan smiled and handed him the jasmine in his hand: "You said that if I make it into a wreath and put it on my head, it can restore my sanity, right?"
Su Mingan glanced at his SAN value, which was a stable 65 points and had never dropped.
"What brings you here?" he asked.
"Me? I felt sorry for my brother. I thought that he hadn't contacted me for a long time and wondered if he had forgotten me. So I used special props and came to see him. He looked really tired." Mo Yan said.
Mo Yan tore the jasmine flowers in his hands, ripped off the petals one by one, strung them together with branches, and made a simple wreath.
"Look." He stretched out his hand and put the wreath on Su Mingan's head: "Brother, take a look, is it back to SAN? I specially used 12 flowers, very standard."
Su Mingan ignored the wreath and walked straight out.
"Brother, where are you going now? You are going to the first tribe, right?" Mo Yan followed him.
"right."
"Brother, what is he going to do in the First Tribe?" Mo Yan raised the sword in his hand: "——I know! Brother must be going to beat up the young patriarch, seize power, and become the Hundred Gods!"
Su Mingan ignored Mo Yan.
"Brother, are you in a bad mood?" Mo Yan came closer.
"No."
"I see... Big Brother, was he influenced by some of the topics on the forum?" Mo Yan said, "I saw someone say that if there was no Big Brother, humanity would be more united on the surface."
“…”
"They say that a lot of internal friction is centered around Big Brother." Mo Yan said, "If there is no such extraordinary ability, many similar camps will split and oppose each other to avoid internal friction - and Big Brother, your existence has not reduced internal friction at all."
Su Mingan paused.
"Edward and the others want to kill you - they are essentially creating internal friction." Mo Yan said: "When humans begin to fear themselves as fellow humans, this is the beginning of internal friction. Without Big Brother, humans would not have so much internal friction - Big Brother, your existence is a mistake."
"...You entered the dungeon just to tell me this?" Su Mingan said.
“Ha, hahahaha…” Mo Yan scratched his head: “I’m saying this because I think what they said is wrong…”
"What's wrong with that?" Su Mingan said, "Human beings have rich thoughts."
He felt the dampness on his body getting heavier.
When he touched his face, his hands felt wet.
"Brother, you have to keep going." Mo Yan suddenly said, "Just like playing the second interlude, keep going clearly and thoroughly."
“…”
"Brother, you know, when you save people, you are in danger. You have the knowledge and ability to understand what you are doing and realize what the consequences will be. So you should accept any outcome calmly," said Mo Yan.
“…”
"The performer played a piano piece for the dying old man, allowing the old man to see all the scenery he wanted to see. The performer saved the old man...but who can save the performer?" Mo Yan said.
…
Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly.
Brilliant colorful spots of light flicker in the field of vision.
The rainbow light, representing abundant rain and bountiful harvests, caused a slight tingling sensation when it fell on the body, which meant it was removing diseases from their bodies and was a symbol of good luck and health.
He walked a little tiredly, Mo Yan chattering in his ear, saying all kinds of unclear words.
Finally, Mo Yan reached out and held his right hand tightly.
Next to him, Yueyue floated over and held his left hand tightly.
Their hands conveyed warmth, as if to give him support.
"...We will always be with Big Brother." Mo Yan said.
"You are never alone." Yueyue said
…
[World of the Lord]
"——Is this true? This is no joke!"
In the office of the World Society, Carters confirmed again.
Opposite him, in the video screen, sat a middle-aged man with gray hair.
"Edward is now in the ward on the top floor. A team of experts has been set up." The middle-aged man said, "He became like this right after returning. It may be affected by death. After all, before he died, he was pierced through the body by tentacles and sank into the black mud... It may be the residual effect of the special state of 'alienation'."
"Is this alienation so exaggerated that people would collapse even after returning?"
The middle-aged man said: "His emotions fluctuate greatly and his mental state is not good. This unique state of 'alienation' will stimulate his pain from a physiological level, disrupt his five senses, and cause a mental breakdown.
Just like the mentally ill patients who came back from White Sands Paradise, many of them are still crazy now. This is a long-lasting and even permanent effect. "
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