The world is extremely quiet.
No one spoke, and the cold wind blew past my ears, like the sharp laughter of a cat.
——If every character in the game on your computer screen is a real person, you are just confused by "cognition" and fail to perceive their reality. You control them with keyboard and mouse again and again, push them to death again and again for a little reward, push them into the abyss of no return again and again for the death ending and plot branch, and watch them experience painful death coldly——
How would you feel if you found out one day that they were people living in another world?
The hundreds of cats you killed as a butcher were actually brave soldiers. The cat teammates you scolded as "how can you be so bad at playing" were actually living lives. But in order to make your game data look better, you let them be drowned in "catnip" and watched their souls float to the sky.
You are blinded by invisible hands.
Your ears are blocked by invisible hands.
You play games with a smile, you can't hear anyone crying, and you can't feel the heaviness of war.
——You can’t see that what’s between your fingers is human bones instead of a keyboard, and you can’t see that what’s in your palm is a bloody heart instead of a mouse.
In the square, some people collapsed and sat on the ground. Some closed their eyes and prayed, reciting eulogies over and over again. Some looked indifferent, thinking that the death in another world had nothing to do with them.
All kinds of living beings.
Xiao Jingsan put his hands on Su Mingan's shoulders, and a warm current flowed into Su Mingan's shoulders: "Angel, please speak, I can hear your voice now."
Su Mingan opened his mouth and indeed made a sound: "If the gods spread negative emotions like this, it will exacerbate the aliens."
Xiao Jingsan pinched his fingers harder, his mood was not calm:
"For humans, negative emotions are bad. But for gods, not necessarily."
"Emotions have enormous power. They are not just illusory things. In the eyes of higher-dimensional beings, emotions are real things that can be used, led, and stimulated. Just like the perspectives of humans and ants are different, higher-dimensional beings can see things that our naked eyes cannot see."
Su Mingan agreed with Xiao Jingsan's words. Minghui in the fifth world was almost destroyed because of the emotional power of "the dragon's malice", Su Lin in the seventh world became a god because of the "negative emotions" of half of the people, and Jiushen in the eighth world became an evil god because of "negative emotions". Emotions have always been the focus of the power system in the world game.
"Some worlds are born with scarce resources, which are not enough to support the reproduction of a race. However, they miraculously continue civilization from generation to generation. It is precisely because of people's burning emotions that they do things that are impossible under normal circumstances, such as collectively defying the survival instinct of living things and giving hope to the next generation. For example, breaking through the limits of the flesh and maintaining rationality over a long period of time." Xiao Jingsan said: "It is the root of all miracles, and negative emotions are the most acute."
Su Mingan said: "The gods are deliberately inflaming emotions."
"Yeah." Xiao Jingsan said.
The image on the sky gradually faded, and then a line of white words appeared:
[The organizer of this tower will now read out the rules of this tower. ]
A snow-white glow appeared in the sky.
"Angel—it's an angel—!" a player screamed loudly.
Su Ming'an looked up and saw the fluctuation of space coming from between the sky. Two men and one woman walked out slowly. They had snow-white wings on their bodies and their pupils were burning with golden color.
"My name is Biluo, the angel of judgment under the throne of God." The woman had flowing golden hair and a face as beautiful as a sculpture, solemn and dignified.
"My name is Light, the angel of order under the throne of God." The man on the left has fiery red hair and a smile as bright as the sun.
"My name is Angbu, the killing angel under the throne of God." The man on the right has dark hair and his pupils reflect the color of the night.
Many believers, religious men, priests, and holy alliance soldiers present shed tears of excitement and fell to their knees. Even the players were stunned by the scene and stared at the three angels.
In the silence, only Xiao Jingsan laughed softly, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.
"Three impostors."
His voice was so low that almost no one could hear it.
"Don't you think so, Li Mingyue? Now anyone can be an angel."
Li Mingyue looked away and said nothing. According to his status as a bishop, he should have knelt down respectfully in front of the three angels like other believers, but his back was straight, like a heretic.
"Are these three angels fake?" Su Mingan said.
"No, they are real, and the gods did send them here." Xiao Jingsan lowered his head and explained, "But in my eyes, they are just fakes."
Su Mingan immediately put forward a fact: "...You were once a real angel, right?"
Xiao Jingsan didn't say anything. He put his hands on Su Mingan's shoulders, with his fingers slightly clenched.
At this time, the angel Wright noticed the players' impudent looks, and they looked at him like an anime character. With a smile on his face, Wright said, "Before I read out the rules, I'll teach you how to respect an angel."
People suddenly felt a heavy pressure upon them, as if a sense of awe came from the depths of their souls, and they had to bend down and kneel on the ground.
Soon, only a few figures were left standing.
Among them, the most eye-catching was Queen Blanty of the Kingdom of Asante. She stood there blankly, unaffected by any pressure, which meant that she had no faith in the gods at all.
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