[Human Self-Saving Alliance Xinyue: It is better to believe in our leader than in the gods. If humans really follow the arrangement of the gods, there will definitely be no good results.]
[Li Yuxuan from the City Guardian Department: Your leader sleeps every day and never shows up. It is better to believe in our deputy head of the Guardian Department. It is because of him that we humans can unite.]
[Bluebird of the Holy Alliance: Please don’t say that... God is doing this for the good of mankind...]
[God: There is a tentacle monster guarding the seaside, and it is impossible to cross. Su Mingan, I know you are reading this post, so I will tell you the information.]
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Su Mingan glanced at the person with the ID "God". His avatar was a daisy, and it should be a certain Su Lin.
He calculated that it was the early morning of the third day since the dungeon was opened. Three games had been released, so it should be no problem to finish six games twenty days ago.
"Click." He put the "Girls' Dream Project" CD into the game helmet, ready to experience this new game.
Before he could put on his helmet, there was a knock on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
There was a light knock on the door.
Su Mingan opened the door. Su Luoluo was standing at the door holding a pink dream patrol helmet.
The dim light in the room shone into her dim eyes. She seemed to want to ask something, but then hesitated and closed her mouth, as if she didn't dare to touch the topic.
The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds.
"It's me." Su Mingan said suddenly.
"......Ah?" Su Luoluo was stunned for a moment.
"It's me." Su Mingan repeated.
He knew what Su Luoluo wanted to ask, which was simply to confirm whether the first Dream Patrolman was him.
Hearing Su Mingan's affirmative answer, Su Luoluo's pupils shrank slightly and her whole body trembled.
Su Mingan thought she would find him strange, but in the end, she smiled.
"Ah...that's great." Su Luoluo said with a smile.
Su Mingan blinked.
"I was originally wondering, the famous No. 1 Dream Patrol actually fell in love with me, what should I do, will I be threatened by him? As it turns out, the No. 1 Dream Patrol is you, Xiao Yunduo, that's great." Su Luoluo said, "There won't be any misunderstandings or dangers between us, I can trust you as much as I want, so if it's you, that's great."
"......Yeah." Su Mingan responded.
"In this way, we can leave this small town quickly." Su Luoluo said.
"Um."
"By the way, I may have to trouble you again in the comment section today, please." Su Luoluo said.
Su Mingan was surprised that she changed the subject.
She didn't ask him how he did it, nor did she ask him why he had to hide it. She was just happy that he was the first dream patroller.
Su Wensheng is not an ordinary person. From the very beginning, Su Wensheng had the power to take her away from this small town. As a result, Su Wensheng let her suffer here and lived with her as if he knew nothing.
She had no complaints or doubts about this, and didn't even ask any questions.
"The comment section may be a bit ugly today, please." Su Luoluo said.
"Yeah." Su Mingan nodded.
Su Luoluo bears a lot of negative emotions every time she broadcasts live. So her comment area will be entrusted to Su Wensheng to manage to prevent the negative emotions from getting worse.
Su Mingan opened the anchor column of "Please Call Me Miss Demon King". Today, there were many new comments about Su Luoluo on the Internet. He took a look and saw that there were many kind comments. Many people were cheering for Su Luoluo and wished her to become a powerful dream patroller.
Among these blessing comments, some negative comments stand out.
[What do you mean by a real newcomer? He must be the result of operations.]
[New wine in old bottles. This can’t be her first time as a Dream Patrol anchor. It must be an old anchor who is despised by the whole network and has opened a second account.]
[Her family must be very rich to support her, otherwise why would she be favored by the No. 1 Dream Patrol family. ]
[She is just an ordinary dream patroller, and judging by her age, she is just a student. How could she be so powerful? Her skills are average, and she is not calm enough. How could those veterans and special forces lose to her? By selling out?]
[How much is it per night? ]
【After removing the makeup, you become a demon. 】
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Su Mingan clicked the delete button and deleted them one by one. In order to prevent negative emotions from spreading across the Internet, most anchors would delete negative comments on their own interfaces.
Every negative comment was extremely piercing, like a knife blade in his eyes. He was still a bystander, and these cold knives did not stab him, but what if Su Luoluo himself saw these comments?
She had done nothing wrong in this matter.
People only enjoy the thrill of blaming others and the satisfaction of verbally crushing public figures.
【Delete.】【Delete.】【Delete.】
"Click," "click," the mouse kept clicking, and the comments full of dirty words disappeared into the blank space.
Today, Su Luoluo's popularity has skyrocketed, and there are a lot of comments left. Su Mingan has been deleting for more than ten minutes but still hasn't deleted them all. He felt tired while doing this work - it is a world where negative emotions can destroy the world, but people are not afraid to vent their worst emotions, as if they didn't expect that their actions would make the frontline aliens stronger.
——Perhaps they thought of them, and also thought of the soldiers who died on the front line.
They have also long thought that on the other side of the distant Internet, there will be people crying or even breaking down because of their scolding.
But, they don't care.
"Click", "click", "click".
At this time, when Su Mingan deleted it, all the negative comments suddenly disappeared. It was as if an invisible big hand appeared on the screen interface and helped him erase all the negative comments.
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