Yan Mingguang let go of Yan Wei.
The prompt sound appears, the dungeon has expired, and now it's time to choose again.
Regarding this choice, they actually discovered the trap in the last time they went upstairs—if they choose to go out of the building, the building will do everything they can to make the player unable to get out before going out of the building. Such as formatting or forcing a copy. Choosing this is tantamount to asking for a dead end.
On this point, he had told Lin Qing and the others before this, not to choose, but there is no need to worry about it.
As for Yan Wei himself, he chose to exchange points for items in the product without hesitation, and used almost all the points he got this time to exchange for a Pandora's Box without even looking at it.
A pitch-black box appeared in front of him and slowly fell into his open palm. Yan Wei lightly touched the black ring with the other hand, and another small black box appeared, lying safely side by side with the magic box exchanged this time.
He said: "Although you are a player, you are still Lou's subsidiary consciousness in the final analysis. Lou will not let you exchange Pandora's Box out of fairness."
"Um."
"I'm thinking..." Yan Wei raised his eyes again, met Shang Yan Mingguang's gaze directly, and said word by word, "Lou is a supernatural existence that has been slowly condensed from the emotions emitted by everyone for countless years. Now I make a wish to destroy it. After a few years, the emotions of thousands of people will burst out again. Will there be a new building again? Also... If I make a wish to destroy the building, it may not be useful. Are you Things born out of Lou can’t escape the rules of Lou, so isn’t Pandora’s Box a product of it?”
In the dungeon, goose feathers and snow fell one after another, and it piled up in Yan Wei's palm in a short time, leaving a thin layer of white on the two cold boxes.
When Yan Wei climbed to the summit for the first time, he would leave behind the bet that he would choose again with Yan Mingguang, firstly because he had no other choice, but also because he vaguely had such an idea in his heart.
Yan Mingguang just said, "I'll be with you."
Regardless of life or death.
Yan Wei raised the corners of his mouth, slightly curved his eyebrows, and smiled at Yan Mingguang.
He said: "When Lin Qing was dying, I saw the coin and forgot why I thought of putting Lin Qing's soul on Lin Zhen's body, trying to keep them separate and co-exist in the same body. When I got the last remaining memory from the coin, I realized that I didn't think of it then. Or rather, the method popped up in my head because I thought about it before—if I How about integrating you with Lou?"
As long as you keep Lin Zhen and Lin's emotional consciousness separate, keep good thoughts and evil thoughts separate, and then let Yan Mingguang completely take the lead and merge with the same building...
Could Yan Mingguang be the maker of the rules here
If they can change the rules, what does it matter if the building is destroyed or not? At that time, Yan Mingguang only needs to formulate rules for the freedom to come and go inside and outside the building for a moment, and this square inch of land will not become their cage.
It's just that the consciousness was divided by him when it was in its infancy, and a Yan Mingguang was cut out. After so many years, Lou's remaining consciousness is constantly absorbing evil thoughts, but Yan Mingguang exists in it in the form of a player, maintaining a balance with the evil thoughts, and no one can really move anyone.
But if he uses the moon wheel to melt Yan Mingguang back, Yan Mingguang may not have time to absorb the good thoughts wandering in the world inside the building, and he will be swallowed by evil thoughts.
So he needs to ensure that Yan Mingguang will not have any accidents. With that time, he can make up the gap between the evil thoughts over the years, absorb those good emotions, completely defeat the evil thoughts, and swallow the energy of the evil thoughts, and completely reconcile with the evil thoughts. The building is integrated.
Only in this way can he achieve what he wants—Yan Mingguang is Lou, and Lou is Yan Mingguang's state.
Yan Mingguang looked at him, with thousands of emotions hidden in his deep pool-like black eyes. He seemed to have a lot to say, but the last thing he uttered was the sentence: "What do you want to do, I will accompany you."
He is not without ideas, nor is he without ideas.
It's just that he only has Yan Wei in his eyes.
Yan Wei raised his hand and slowly opened the first Pandora's Box.
The magic box emits a pitch-black light. It is obviously a small space inside, but it seems to contain countless abysses, with no bottom or end.
Yan Wei's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said solemnly: "I make a wish... Lou complements my one-half immortality skill."
After Yan Mingguang listened carefully, he seemed to have guessed what Yan Wei was going to do. His eyes moved slightly, he didn't say anything, he just lowered his head slowly and kissed Yan Wei's mouth lightly.
Yan Wei immediately hugged his neck.
His lips were a little cold in the snow, and they touched Yan Mingguang's equally cold lips.
It seems like a short moment, and it seems like a long time. Yan Wei closed his eyes, and in such an immortal time, he thought, after all, his skill was bestowed by Lou. Back then, when he hadn't discovered that immature consciousness, did that consciousness unconsciously see him, and quietly give him a talisman that would allow him to go on safely
A gift that was given in the dimness of the immature consciousness many years ago has finally reached the consciousness itself now.
At this moment, the wish of Pandora's Box was fulfilled, and the skills of immortality were completed, from the restricted half to complete immortality.
The moment he and Yan Mingguang let go, he opened the second Pandora's Box. He said: "I make a wish... to give my immortal skills to this person in front of me."
The moon wheel rose into the air, the feeling of immortality was stripped from Yan Wei's body and rushed into Yan Mingguang's body.
At this moment, the whole dungeon began to tremble—he had already used up Pandora's box and made the choice to climb to the top.
The moon wheel was turning faster and faster, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang hugged each other almost cheek to cheek, and they were all ready for this moment.
"You won't die now. No matter how strong the maliciousness and Lou itself are, there is nothing they can do to you. You can take your time. I will integrate you with Lou now. I can't help you on the next road. But what you need Thousands of thousands of good intentions will definitely have my share."
He will continue to enter the dungeon continuously, and send his own goodwill and positive emotions into the dungeon, and send it to Yan Mingguang who needs to absorb countless goodwill.
Even if his emotions, among thousands of players, may be insignificant.
"Yan Mingguang," he said in a low voice, "I will accompany you. I will wait for you to succeed in one copy after another, and wait for you to pick me up."
Yan Mingguang chuckled in his ear.
"Okay." The man said, there was no indifferent coldness, no calmness without well-being, but it was moistened with warmth and wrapped in the spring breeze.
The moon shone brightly, the dungeon began to shatter, and Yan Mingguang disappeared before Yan Wei's eyes.
Yan Mingguang went to the battlefield alone with that complete immortality skill.
Then he will accompany the other party through the dungeon in another way.
Yan Wei can already enter and exit any dungeon above the 90th floor in the building, and can also return to the world inside the building to rest temporarily. But he did not choose to return to the world inside the building. He would not waste every minute or second, but at the moment the top-level dungeon was shattered, he directly chose to enter a ninety-level dungeon.
He didn't even choose a multiplayer copy, but chose a single-player copy—the more people, the more burdensome and slower the speed.
What he wants is to constantly provide his goodwill and those positive emotions in these copies, for Yan Mingguang who has already integrated into the building to absorb.
This time, he didn't want to choose either option.
He just wanted to go up the tower to look at the sun and the sea and the moon with Yan Mingguang.
Copy outside.
Countless players watched this happen.
Not only did they see the end of the top dungeon, but they also saw all the causes and effects about Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei's final choice.
That is the great ingenuity and goodness that many people have never seen in their lifetime, and it is also the end point that many people hope for together. They are up and down in this restrained world, everyone no longer cares how they got in or how long they have been in, they just want to survive, no matter what the cost.
But in this world, there are always people who are different.
Someone is always ahead of the curve.
Xu Miaomiao rubbed her nose, and before she could speak, she heard Ding Xiao beside her say, "Little girl, shall we enter the dungeon?"
She smiled: "Sister Ding still understands me."
She raised her hand, chose a ninety-story dungeon that was about to start, and signed her name without hesitation.
On the other hand, Xiang Ying thought to himself—"If he was in this copy, he wouldn't let Song Chengan die in battle. Nothing is more suitable for this matter than him who is familiar with Buddhism." As soon as this thought came up, He changed his mind again - "When will I be the one who thinks about this kind of thing?"
He sighed: "I finally understand why so many people followed him in back then."
Many people don't want to do great good, just because they don't dare to think about it, and they are powerless to think about it. Either there are people who are full of evil but still have some kind thoughts, or there are all living beings who only have a little bit of kindness in their hearts.
But when someone is already standing in front, these slight traces are not just slight traces.
He said to Xue Wan, who was already full of mixed feelings: "Child, I obviously won this bet. But I don't want your life. Why don't you accompany me, walk into the dungeon, and contribute some kindness? But you If you have more evil thoughts, stay in the world inside the building."
What responded to him was an invitation letter thrown by Xue Wan.
In the distance, Ning Yi still had a cold face, and signed the new invitation letter expressionlessly.
On the outside of the world inside the building, Gao Ming carefully wrote his name on the invitation letter with each stroke.
…
One invitation letter after another was raised, and one name after another was signed.
Usually, I was afraid of avoiding it, delaying time, or trying my best to avoid copies, but at this moment, one after another was opened.
Yan Wei didn't know that he had gone through several dungeons.
He wandered through the dungeons above the ninetieth floor, entering one after another tirelessly, never returning to the world inside the building to rest for a moment. If he takes a short rest, he can stay in the dungeon for a moment longer, and can walk one more dungeon.
He never even chose a multiplayer instance.
He must maintain goodwill in the dungeon, constantly convey positive emotions, try to enter as many dungeons as possible in the shortest time, and provide assistance to Yan Mingguang. Too many people will only slow down his speed. He didn't stop, and he never saw other players.
Is the world in Yan Mingguang's eyes also like this? I have never seen Fengyue outside, and what I see before my eyes are all those boring things.
Even though he was alone, Yan Wei didn't think it was boring. As long as he regards the world in these dungeons as a real world, the npcs in front of him are all living people. Such a person's dungeons have entered a lot, but gradually feel that they are much more interesting than those dungeons in which they are intriguing with players.
Yan Wei entered a dungeon like this, and immediately entered the next dungeon the moment a dungeon came out, and so on.
The copy this time is by a lake as vast as the sea. People living nearby said that there is a water ghost here, which does not appear at night, but only emerges at sunrise. In order to break through the situation and enter the next instance as soon as possible, Yan Wei sat on the shore early in the morning, waiting leisurely.
The sky was just getting bright, and the warm sun in the east slowly rose from a corner, and the brilliant warm light spread from the top of the mountain to the sparkling water surface almost in parallel, creating a golden wave.
Yan Wei's senses spread out, and he already felt that a water surface began to shake, and something dirty was about to emerge.
suddenly—
The sand gull flying across the lake still maintained the posture of spreading its wings, but did not move a bit. The sluggish surface of the water has solidified even the water patterns. The water ghost who is about to emerge may not know it. No.
Listening to the footsteps behind him, Yan Wei felt that someone was ignoring all the rules at this moment when time and space were frozen, and sat down slowly beside him.
He smiled: "It's faster than I thought."
"I'm here to pick you up."
He turned his head to look, and the rising sun outlined the profile of Yan Mingguang's side face, coating the whole body of this person with a layer of warm gold.
- Bright as day.
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