Finally she had enough cats, Xiao Lan took her attention away from Shirley with difficulty, and put her back on Cheng Wenyi who was sitting opposite.
The opposite Cheng Wenyi seemed to be in a good mood, and didn't feel upset at all because of his lack of attention. This surprised Xiao Lan a little bit.
According to the character of Chengwen Zhangyang, this kind of thing being ignored by people must be stepping on his frying line, and now he is acting so calmly. This Chengwenyi is really not a simple guy.
Of course, this was because Xiao Lan couldn't imagine that the source of Wenyi's happiness was actually himself, Shirley, and the black-faced Luo. Naturally, she couldn't understand Cheng Wenyi's inner activities at this moment.
Xiao Lan restarted the topic: "Speaking of which, I met a person named He Rui before, and it seemed that he had accepted a commission from Samsara to test me."
"He Rui?" Cheng Wenyi recalled, but did not find the name in his memory, "Who is that?"
With so many people under his hand, it is impossible for him to name all his subordinates, not to mention a passerby who doesn't know which corner of the horn is coming out.
Xiao Lan: "It is said to be a news dealer."
Cheng Wenyi seemed to remember a little: "Well, he posted such a task. What happened to him? He died?"
Xiao Lan nodded.
It doesn't matter if the written text smiles a little: "If you want my benefit, you have to prove his value, don't you? It's just a newsman, it doesn't matter if you die, there are too many substitutes."
In the advent world, death is too common, and Written One really does not care about this trivial sacrifice.
Xiao Lan also didn't expect Cheng Wenyi to feel guilty about it. The game was inherently risky. If you want to benefit from it, you can't avoid the danger. Mentioning He Rui is just to continue the topic.
He leaned back on the back of the sofa and looked at Wen Yi: "You are really a tyrant."
Hearing the words "tyrant", Written shook his head: "Tyrant? Ha ha, the real tyrant is Xiao Chengyan, I can't even count as one or two of him."
"Even Samsara is just a loose organization compared to Wushe. Everyone of the group of Wushes is Xiao Chengyan's dead men. They can do anything for Xiao Chengyan's orders."
The topic finally came to Xiao Chengyan.
Xiao Lan had doubts in her eyes: "Tyrant? Xiao Chengyan?"
In Xiao Lan's memories, Xiao Chengyan had always been a serious and indifferent but conscientious father. They didn't spend much time together, but in Xiao Lan's mind his father and the word tyrant had nothing to do with him.
Written Article 1: "Entering the world of descent will liberate people’s nature. The originally suppressed self, the goal that only dared to pursue in secret, the deepest desire in my heart, will slowly emerge here. That’s why so many weird people come to the world, they It’s just that it’s no longer suppressed."
These words reminded Xiao Lan of Qi Ning and Wu Ting, as well as the players they saw on the road.
Compared with people in the real world, players really don't care about the opinions of others. Whether it is clothing or words and deeds, there are too many mavericks. Survival and strength are the most important here.
Even Xiao Lan herself, after entering the descent world, was actually constantly changing.
If it were before, he would not have such a persistent pursuit of strength and becoming stronger. He would also seek safety in work and life, and would not be as bold as in games.
"Xiao Chengyan is the same. He just doesn't need to pretend to be a normal person." Cheng Wenyi added, "Do you think you really know him?"
Xiao Lan was silent.
Xiao Chengyan is always very busy. Except for occasional getting along on holidays and birthdays, he and his father don't actually have much time to reunite. He almost has no idea about this father.
Xiao Lan asked her doubts: "What is the relationship between you?"
The saying of half an apprentice doesn't sound like a normal teacher-apprentice relationship. Adding to the fact that the article mentioned Xiao Chengyan's attitude, Xiao Lan always felt that there was something inside.
Cheng Wenyi showed the look of memories: "I was 17 when I first entered the world of Advent. The world of Advent was very different from now. All the dungeons have no level distinction, no novice field, and even players kill each other. Very common thing."
"Even if I have a background in reality, it's useless in the game."
Xiao Lan didn't expect the original Arrival World to be like this, chaotic, disorderly and dangerous. He even felt that the Arrival World at that time was like raising Gu.
Cheng Wenyi continued: "Later, Xiao Chengyan took the initiative to approach me and exchanged a condition that he could make me an advanced player within a year. This was also the source of inspiration for me to establish reincarnation."
"He did it too. He helped me find the skills, and arranged, arranged, trained, and practiced for me." Cheng Wenyi's bite gradually increased, with a bit of gnashing taste.
"Every combat training will hit me until I can't get up, whether it's in the game or in reality."
"In order for me to be able to eliminate the ice, after he gave me relevant information, he kicked me into the freezer; when the fire was eliminated, he threw me into the oven..."
"Even in order to let me learn to eliminate electricity faster, Xiao Chengyan threw me to electrotherapy for a month, saying that it was a personal experience!"
"When I was trained by Xiao Chengyan, I didn't know how many times I went to the ICU ward!"
Even now speaking, it is difficult for Cheng Wenyi to maintain his usual arrogance and reservedness. His hands scratched deep marks on the sofa, so hard that he almost scratched this tough layer of high-quality leather, which shows how unbearable this memory of Spartan education is.
It is no wonder that as soon as Cheng Wen established reincarnation, he immediately found Xiao Chengyan several troubles, but unfortunately he still couldn't do it.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Was his father so terrible
Could it be... You are still treated as a son
Cheng Wenyi took a deep breath and recovered his overly restless mood: "In short, within a year, I became a senior player."
"The condition that Xiao Chengyan put forward was for me to transfer a debt to you by various means. Since you were a minor at the time, it was transferred to your mother first." Cheng Wenyi said.
Xiao Lan frowned: "Why did he do this?"
Cheng Wen shook his head: "Xiao Chengyan never explained to me any reason, just said,'Since he is my son, I will give him a chance as a gift of the year.' I think you should know this better than I do. Sentence."
Opportunity, is it an opportunity to activate skills
But how did Xiao Chengyan know that his son would enter the descending world in the future, and what skills did he even possess
It is a pity that the tyrant did not give an explanation at all.
"By the way, Xiao Chengyan's conditions did not include taking care of your mother and child." Written lifted the glass at one end and took a sip, "Thunder and rain are all graces, and gifts from tyrants are not easy to receive. At that time, I thought, whoever is. It's really unlucky to be Xiao Chengyan's son."
Xiao Lan's fists were clenched, and then slowly let go.
At this moment, he really wanted to stand in front of Xiao Chengyan and ask him why he did this. He had ever thought about how difficult his wife and son's lives would be because of this "gift".
Luo on the side noticed his state and patted Xiao Lan's arm lightly with a soothing force.
Xiao Lan shook her head at Luo, indicating that she was okay.
He continued to turn to Cheng Wenyi: "Xiao Chengyan, where is he?"
Cheng Wen raised his eyes and faced Xiao Lan directly: "Dead."
Xiao Lan: "What?!"
The first person of such a powerful high-level player in the rumors, Xiao Chengyan, who even brought a lot of trouble to the world, is actually dead
Cheng Wenyi didn't answer directly. He stretched out his hand and took off his jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt.
Then, he pointed to a weird gray pattern on his shoulder and said to Xiao Lan: "This is the imprint left by Xiao Chengyan as a price for trouble. He said that unless he dies, I will never get rid of it."
"In the past few years, I have tried countless methods and could not remove it. But just a few months ago, on the day when the world suddenly went wrong, the brand became gray and dimmed. I guess it won’t take long. Will completely disappear."
"You know what it means." Cheng Wenyi pulled up his collar.
The mark that can't be shaken off unless death disappears, of course, because the person who left the mark is dead.
Written One: "Of course, he may not die if he is such annoying guy. After all, he has been a thousand years old. But so far, I have not found any evidence that he or the members of the Unamnesty are still alive."
Today, I also learned the true face of his father and the news of the death of the other party. The impact on Xiao Lan was a bit big. He tried to suppress the chaotic thoughts and forced himself to calm down.
"What did he do?" Xiao Lan asked.
"I know a little about this," said the text. "Xiao Chengyan leads the unforgivable and the rebellious to cooperate, ready to rebel and come to the world to completely defeat it."
"Rebellious?" Xiao Lan was puzzled. This was a completely unfamiliar name, he had never heard of it anywhere.
Cheng Wenyi explained: "Only a few people know about this existence, he is very strong, and no one knows who he is except Xiao Chengyan. He may be the first group of players to enter, NPC, or BOSS, and Or the monsters that came to the world to breed."
Cheng Wenyi looked at the scenery outside the window, but his eyes seemed to look at someone who did not exist: "Their cooperation should have failed in the end. Xiao Chengyan is dead, no mercy is wiped out, and the rebellious are also missing."
The topic was a bit heavy, and the room fell silent for a while.
Neither Xiao Lan nor Cheng Wenyi had spoken yet, each of them sorted out their thoughts and feelings.
After a while, Cheng Wenyi continued to speak: "We should have a chance to cooperate in the future."
Xiao Lan asked: "What do you mean?"
Cheng Wen glanced at him: "Xiao Chengyan once told me,'When a person is alive, how can life and death be manipulated by an existence that doesn't know what it is, and it is worthy?'"
"What about you? Would you be willing to be controlled by this unknown existence?"
Xiao Lan thought that if he had the combat power of Xiao Chengyan in the rumors, he would definitely not be reconciled to being manipulated by the world.
No, even if he doesn't have that kind of power, he will try to become strong and become-enough to resist.
Suddenly he found the reason why he desperately wanted to become stronger during this period of time.
"I'm not reconciled." Xiao Lan said, he didn't want to be controlled by an unknown being.
Cheng Wen laughed: "You are very similar to Xiao Chengyan, not just your appearance."
Knowing things related to Xiao Chengyan, Xiao Lan's mood became even more complicated. Xiao Chengyan is a powerful player, a skilled organizer, a firm rebel, and at the same time a failed father and husband.
He didn't even leave Xiao Lan a chance to ask why, he had already died in the struggle with the descending world.
Cheng Wenyi said softly: "Samsara, there is no contract player."
Contract means to be bound to the descent world and enjoy the privileges given by the descent world, but can no longer choose to leave.
There is no contract player in the entire reincarnation, and the meaning is self-evident.
In Samsara, people who rely more on the real world would rather give up some of the benefits in the game and risk working with their lives in exchange for the protection and care of their families.
These people are the seeds of resistance.
"Looking forward to your growth, maybe we can come up with an astonishing plan at that time." Cheng Wen held up the wine glass against Xiao Lan.
—
After Xiao Lan and Luo left.
Cheng Wenyi stood alone in front of the window, with the most beautiful night view in the city before him, but he didn't even catch him.
Although Cheng Wenyi hated Xiao Chengyan, both in his mouth and in his heart. However, Xiao Chengyan's teaching to him still gave him the shadow of Xiao Chengyan that could not be erased, whether it was acting style or thinking habits.
Cheng Wen drank the remaining wine in his glass: "Hehe, Xiao Chengyan, a proud and arrogant tyrant, but with the courage to overcome obstacles."
He couldn't help but fall into the memory.
The tall man and Xiao Lan are similar in appearance, but his body is stronger, the edges and corners of his face are more distinct, and his eyes are a bit more aggressive.
He stood on an unknown mountain cliff and looked at the gloomy sky: "Even if one day I will die, I will die on the way to battle with the descending world instead of being played by a cat like a mouse."
Cheng Wenyi in a white suit stood beside him: "Then why don't you let me participate in your plan?"
Xiao Chengyan turned his head and looked at him.
Suddenly he stretched out his hand and punched it towards the written word. That punch was as fast as lightning, with unmatched strength, and was not lost to any player who is known for his melee combat ability.
Written was unable to dodge, and was directly hit off the cliff by this punch.
In the rapid fall, Xiao Chengyan's voice came from afar: "Cooking is going to practice, weak chicken—"
Written essay one to end memories: "..."
Hey, he still hates this guy as expected.