"Those guys, relying on the fact that they can retain some incomplete memories, willfully change them and even interfere with our 'personality'..."
"Think about it. What if your family was originally happy, but there was a 'sober person' who retained some memories of the last time. He remembered that you once shined brightly, so when you were a child, he deliberately posted a lot of bad comments about your mother on the Internet, causing your mother to become depressed... From then on, your family was broken."
"Well, isn't this called 'a personality changed by a sober person'?"
"What's even more terrifying is that the group of guys have learned to stick together. Even if each awake person can only retain a little memory, once they stick together and share memories with each other...how much memory can they retain in total?"
"So what you mean is to kill those who are awake?" Su Mingan said.
"That's not the case." Wu Yi said, "There are bad people, and there are good people. The awake ones can prevent the universe from solidifying, just like catfish in running water."
"Then how are you going to treat them?" Su Mingan said.
Wuyi smiled and looked at you:
"This time, there should be no chance. The ending is already determined."
"Next time, give it a try."
Su Mingan was silent for a while, then said, "Since there is no chance this time, what are you doing here?"
"This time is over for you, but for many people, life is still long." Wu Yi shrugged: "I am about to hold a ceremony, do you want to join me?"
"Okay." Su Mingan agreed.
…
"Huh..." Isa blew on the painting, and she finally finished painting her lover's face.
Her lover is handsome and has a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes.
At this time, a tall blond young man walked in: "Su Mingan and Nuoer went to chase the owner of the castle, I came to get the painting."
"Okay." Isa handed him the painting.
Hui Bai looked at the person in the painting and was stunned.
After a long while, he looked at Isa and suddenly asked, "What's your full name? This isn't your full name."
"Isabelle," said the beautiful Princess Isa.
"My name is Isabel."
…
"clang--!"
A bell rang and everyone gathered in the banquet hall.
At this time, only Huibai, Antetolia, Blake, Edith and Yingsu were left.
Wu Yi appeared in the banquet hall holding the corpse, jumped onto his seat, and waved his hand: "Okay! Then I declare that the MVP of this game is you, Su Mingan. As a demon, you have killed quite a few people!"
"Where is Noel?" Ying Su asked.
"Anyway! Now let's start our main event - you guys just wait a moment." Wu Yi completely ignored him. He placed the corpse in his arms in the middle of the hall and took out a pen.
"That's his lover," said Blake.
"Everyone says so. But we may be wrong. Not all feelings are necessarily love," said Edith.
Wu Yi held the pen high, and the tip of the pen painted complex patterns, aiming at the heart of the corpse.
He lowered his eyelids and whispered softly in the corpse's ear:
"elder sister."
"We have been apart for too long, and finally we can meet again..."
The tip of the pen pierced the corpse, but no blood flowed out. Instead, the bright red lines of the pen tip flowed into the body. Gradually, the pale corpse gradually became rosy, the withered limbs gradually became full, and the girl slowly opened her eyes.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and called out, "Wu Yi?"
Wuyi hugged her.
He lowered his head and couldn't stop muttering:
"It's me. I'm right here."
"There will no longer be knights who take human lives lightly. I have punished the bad guys. There will no longer be slums where people are hungry and cold. I have saved many children..."
"But, sister, you know what? The slums are gone. Many high-rise buildings have been built there. It's been a long time."
"Even though my life was written by that bastard in a flash of inspiration, even if it is fake, I still love you, sister. This is the whole meaning of my struggle until now..."
“Life is fake, the past is fake, memories are fake, but my love is real.”
"You..." The girl looked at him: "What did you go through?"
Although she didn't know the situation clearly yet, seeing Wu Yi's expression, she knew a lot must have happened.
Wuyi looked at everyone, then looked back and said:
"I remember three times that Rovasha was reset. In the first one, I participated in the zeroth disciple game, trying to find a way to revive you, but I was useless and died in the poison gas level. Before I died, I could only put on your old clothes..."
"The second time, I met Su Ming'an, the protagonist of the second Disciple Game. At first, I thought he was your enemy who wanted to kill you. I finally met him, but he was different from what I thought, so I hesitated and didn't attack him..."
"For the third time, I finally got on the thread of the Wheel of Fortune after many twists and turns. This ancient castle is a stronghold isolated from the outside world. Here, those people can no longer tamper with our destiny. I finally resurrected you..."
Su Mingan stood behind the curtain and heard everything clearly. All the doubts in his heart were resolved.
——This is not the fourteenth copy of the first world game, but still the eleventh copy of the four hundred millionth world game, Luo Vasha.
This is a story written by... Wu Yi.
The story reproduces the fourteenth copy of the first world game. Hui Bai, Antetolia, Ying Su and others were all copied by Wu Yi.
Wuyi got in touch with the Wheel of Fortune, so some people from the Wheel of Fortune wrote this story with him, including Isa, White Tombstone and others.
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