"Mr. Qi, I really don't need to lie to you. This is the little game of raising cubs developed by our company. Usually, it is put into another game, and few people are willing to play it."
At this moment, in the private room of a cafe, sitting across from Xiu Jin, a middle-aged and fat man with a big belly wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling extremely helpless.
Korff's side went very smoothly. His speculation was in the right direction. The game downloaded for Xiu Jin was indeed a set game. The Xiaopo game company was about to close down. Of course Boss Wang agreed without hesitation.
At this time, Xiu Jin contacted Korff, who asked Boss Wang to meet Xiu Jin.
Then something went wrong, because the doomsday cub-raising game played by Boss Wang has several doll characters, and there is indeed a character named Bianbian, but the plot is completely different from that played by Xiu Jin.
The most important thing is that the game screen of raising cubs displayed by Boss Wang is just an ordinary animation scene. Looking at it from the screen, it looks good, but it is fake at first glance.
Xiu Jin himself knew very well that there was no difference between his precious daughter and a real person, and the pictures on the screen were also very real.
Xiu Jin and Korff both wore camouflage masks, so they couldn't see their original appearance. Boss Wang looked at the young man who called himself "Mr. Seven" with trepidation. Even if the other party wore a camouflage mask, his noble bearing was enough to show He is no ordinary man.
How can such a person be interested in a small game developed by his own company? I thought it was a good thing for a pie from the sky, but now people are dissatisfied with the game and claim that it is not this one at all.
Boss Wang had been secretly reminded by Korff earlier that he should be careful with his words, etc. Now Boss Wang is more and more convinced that "Mr. Seven" has a special status, and his attitude is more and more careful.
"If Mr. Qi still doesn't believe it, then I'll call the programmer who developed this game and ask him in person?"
"No." Without thinking about it, Xiu Jin refused.
He began to wonder in his heart - why does he firmly believe that the baby girl is just a character in the game
Just because he encountered it when he opened the game? Can you help your baby girl through various kryptonian means of the game and raise her to be fat
What if... What if the cub wasn't fake, but real? In some way, it exists on his personal terminal in the form of a game, so as to establish a connection with him, so that he can help her grow up healthily.
Thinking of this, Xiu Jin's breathing quietly became faster.
Thinking of the system, it's no wonder that when he threatened to replace it, the system didn't say a word. At that time, he felt that the system was afraid. Now that he thinks about it, it is clearly not afraid, but fearless. He knows that he can't replace him!
"Very good." A smile appeared on Xiu Jin's tense face, and he literally lifted the nervous Boss Wang on the other side with a smile, and then he heard Mr. Qi's cheerful voice, "My people in the acquisition agreement will be with me. Talk about it, it won't make you suffer, as for this cub raising game in your hands... delete the character called 'Bianbian'."
"Okay okay."
"I have other things to do. Let's take a step first." Xiu Jin stood up and walked out. After taking two steps, he turned back and patted Boss Wang's thick shoulder a few times. After a meaningful smile, he smiled. This leaves.
He had to thank the boss, otherwise the secret would not have been discovered.
Korff asked his subordinates to talk to Boss Wang, he quickly caught up with Xiu Jin, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness."
He wanted to ask Xiu Jin why his attitude changed so quickly.
"Say in the car."
After getting into the car, Xiu Jin stared into Korff's eyes and said with certainty, "My precious daughter is real."
Corfu: "?"
"She is not a data body composed of game codes, but a real person. She is on an apocalyptic planet covered by viruses, and she just let me connect with her through games. I must find her! Take her to me Bring it by your side!" Xiu Jin said decisively.
Korff: "Your Highness, calm down first."
"What's so calm about that?" Xiu Jin frowned, "Of course my precious daughter is going to be with me, and I want to spoil her as the most beautiful little princess."
Korff's brows twitched slightly, and then he said helplessly: "Your Highness, if you are talking about a real person living in another apocalyptic planet, then she naturally has her biological parents..."
"She was abandoned as soon as she was born, and I am her father!"
"Yes, you are her father in name, but what about Gene? If you bring her back and recognize her as a daughter, will the Emperor agree? Will your future wife be willing?"
Xiu Jin sneered: "I don't need others to recognize the baby's identity, she is mine, and I take care of her everything, and no one wants to bully her! As for my wife? If my future wife can't even accept it , why am I marrying her? Arranging flowers."
"..." Korff wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. His Highness the Seventh is still young. He has been doted on since he was a child, and he does things according to his preferences. He has identified his daughter in the game and is determined to take her by his side. Now he tells him about some obstacles that will arise. He is angry.
So Korff forcibly changed the subject: "If Bianbian is on another planet, do you know which galaxy it belongs to? Where are the coordinates?"
"… "
totally no idea.
But Xiu Jin also has a way, and this is going to launch the interrogation system!
What Xiu Jin never expected was that when he logged in to the game in front of Korff, several capital letters appeared on the screen: [Unable to log in]
?
After logging into the game countless times, this was the first time that Xiu Jin's emotions felt a bad premonition, and his eyebrows clenched unconsciously.
In the same situation, there is also Lord Jiusi on the beast star.
Nong Jiusi first notified the royal family and took the dying second prince back, but he himself did not leave for obvious reasons.
The meaning of [Unable to log in] and [You have been disconnected] are obviously different. Nong Jiusi immediately pointed his finger at the magician, thinking that the other party had the same thoughts as him, and the magician was proficient in mechanical techniques, maybe he did some tricks to the game , so that he can no longer log in here.
The magician's behavior is tantamount to pulling the scales out of the dragon family, making Jiusi's killing intent on the magician rise from 10% to 100% in an instant.
Without notifying Nongtang, he quietly unfolded the dragon's true body, concealed his breath, and swam above the clouds, looking for the magician's traces inch by inch.
At his speed, it would not take long to visit the entire beast star.
At this time, the magician in the swamp mountain randomly arranged it on the top of the mountain. There are some petite beasts living in the swamp mountain. The magician's behavior of occupying the magpie's nest made them very angry, but the anger returned to anger, they could only be like Like a bereaved dog huddled in the corner, staring wide-eyed at the terrifying human who killed their leader as soon as he shot.
The human conjured a lot of things out of thin air, one of which was a round transparent ball that floated off the ground and levitated. Then the human fell into the transparent ball and lay down. A small robot stood beside the ball, like a guard.
These alien beasts communicated in their own language, to the effect that when the human fell asleep, they took the opportunity to kill him and avenge the dead boss.
"..." The little robot raised its mechanical arm, and with a click, its arm turned into a cannon barrel, facing the place where the group of alien beasts was.
The alien beast that was stillborn in the revenge plan screamed and ran.
The little robot retracted its arm and quietly guarded the magician who was resting and recuperating in the transparent ball.
The magician had a dream, and he couldn't remember how long he had not dreamed.
He doesn't like dreaming, so even if he rests, he will use some special means to completely calm down his brain, and there will never be a dream.
At first, he didn't realize that he was dreaming, until a soft "Dad" made him realize that he was dreaming.
"Dad, I'm Bianbian, don't you know me?" The little girl in the princess dress stared at him with wide grape-like eyes, her long eyelashes twinkling, and she was holding an ugly and old one in her hand. gray bear, a little disturbed.
The magician frowned.
He ignored the little girl, raised his eyes and swept around, his eyes became cold, and the surrounding scene was his hometown, so he was more certain that this was a dream.
"Dad, so you look like this." Seeing that the magician didn't speak, he mustered up the courage to speak again. He was a little timid, thinking that Dad didn't like him, so he didn't speak when he saw her.
"Come here." Finally, the magician spoke, his voice was low and dull, revealing a gloomy rotten aura.
Bianbian ran over, looked at him eagerly, and said softly, "Dad, are you in a bad mood? Did something unhappy happen to you?"
The magician let out a sigh-like "um" from his nose.
"Don't be afraid, Dad, I'll accompany you." He gathered up his courage to hold the magician's hand, but the latter did not refuse, and let her small hand hold her own, and the soft touch came along the skin.
That is living life.
When interacting with the edge through the NR device, the contact with the edge is like an invisible film, and the most direct touch cannot be felt.
"Dad, where is this, is it your home?" he asked curiously.
"My boyhood home," said the magician after a moment of silence, "but it's gone now."
On the side, I am a little confused, and I am a little confused, and I am chagrined and swayed.
"Because, this is my dream." Her cute expression and innocent words made the magician's mouth twitch slightly, as if she was relieved of dreaming of her youth, "I'm dreaming."
I understood, and jumped up happily: "Then am I dreaming too? I know that I have dreams every day and night. Is it because I miss my dad so much, so I dream about my dad, and my dad misses me very much, so I just dream about me?"
You are just a virtual character in my dreams.
The magician didn't say these words, letting Bianbian make wild guesses, and his silent attitude made Bianbian acquiesce that his guess was correct.
Dad misses her too.
Bending his eyes happily, he looked like a crescent moon.
This is a small village with low and scattered houses, the air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, the sky is filled with black soot, like a fine black light rain, the town is too quiet, like a dead place.
"Dad, why don't they talk?" I saw some people standing outside some houses, some houses with open windows, and some people lying on the windows, all these people didn't speak, they just looked straight at the side holding the lead. Magician on the side.
Shaking his little head uncomfortably, he clenched his father's hand: "I don't like their curious eyes."
"Do you know what volcanoes are?" the magician suddenly asked her, with a very gentle voice.
Shaking his head.
The magician carefully told Bianbian what the volcano was in a metaphorical way. At this time, he became a gentle and loving madwoman: "It is a giant, with anger that can burn everything in its belly, and when it is not angry, , very obedient and obedient, just like you. When you are angry, you will spit out the anger hidden in your stomach. "
Hearing this, her face turned pale, but she didn't forget that the magician emphasized the anger in the giant's stomach.
The magician holding the side raised his hand and pointed to the mountain in the distance, "Did you see it? That's a volcano."
While watching in shock, the volcano was not far from their place. From what the magician had just described, in her eyes, the silent volcano turned into a giant looking down at her from a height. She was a little scared and whispered. Said: "Dad, is it angry?"
"Not now." The magician curled his lips coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a lot of people suddenly running out of the house. There was a bearded grandfather with a cane in his hand standing at a high place, and those people ran towards him. of.
The magician pulled aside and walked aside, the little girl was inexplicably nervous: "Dad, can't they see us?"
Obviously, she could still feel staring at them before.
The magician was silent again, and after a while he said, "Since it's a dream, I naturally have the right to make others invisible to us."
"Dad is amazing."
Is it great
The mockery in the magician's eyes flashed.
"Village chief, it's almost time for the mountain god to get angry next time." A man stood aside from the others, and shouted at the village chief with blood-red eyes, "My son died last time! He died! How many more people do you have to die for? Agree! The wizard Azhan said that the reason why the mountain god is no longer quiet is because of Vigor, who brought bad luck. As long as he is dedicated to the mountain god and calms the mountain god's anger, no one will die."
When the words fell, the people behind him all roared with him: "Dedicate Vigor to the mountain god!"
The old village chief's beard on his chest trembled and he finally found his own voice in the crowd. He was like a corpse about to step into a coffin, and he said sadly: "Everyone, have you forgotten, if Not Viger's father, all of us will not live now. His father died to save us, and you swore to raise his children together, forget it."
The first man was unmoved and said viciously: "We have raised him for fourteen years, fed him and clothed him, because his mountain god is angry, and every time he will die, what is wrong with dedicating him to the mountain god to quell his anger now? If we hadn't raised him, he would have died a long time ago, and now we just want him back!"
"Yes, it's just coming back!" The people behind agreed, with a louder voice, the usual amiable faces changed, and they were covered with strange and twisted viciousness.
The village chief lowered his hand holding the crutch feebly. He looked at the man in the lead and said slowly, "Rodden, you still remember that you were stopped by the bandits a year ago. Who broke in and rescued you? That ten A three-year-old boy was slashed ten times in order to save you, just because you are his uncle."
"Eddie, that year your wife had a difficult childbirth. Who ran the doctor for more than ten kilometers to save your wife and son?"
"Reyafdo, you have been infected with an infectious disease for a year. The doctor is unwilling to save you, and we dare not approach you. Who has been taking care of you without sleep until you recover?"
…
"It's Viger, you are the uncle he shouted from childhood until he grew up. Do you only remember that he brought bad luck, but forget how he treated you?"
The crowd froze for a while, and after a while, Rodeen, headed by him, became more determined: "The village chief, since he regards us as his family, he should take the initiative to dedicate to the mountain god for us, so that all of us will no longer suffer from the wrath of the mountain god."
"Yes! He should take the initiative to sacrifice!"
A woman stood up, her hair was messed up, her face was yellow and skinny, and she held a knife in her hand: "My husband died because of the anger of the mountain god, and he ran a step slower because of a wound on his leg. Damn it? I watched him die in front of me little by little, his eyes couldn't close no matter what, he didn't want to die like this!"
"My child was hit in the head by a rock and he was so smart he can't even talk now. If it hadn't been for Viger's bad luck, I wouldn't have lost my husband and my child wouldn't have turned into a Fool!"
After she finished speaking, she took a breath, then pressed the knife to her throat, and described madness: "Village Chief, if you do not agree to dedicate Vigor to the mountain god, I will die in front of you now!"
The village chief did not speak, and looked at his villagers, the last trace of vitality in his cloudy eyes disappeared.
"Grandpa the village chief," suddenly, a low voice of a young man sounded behind him, and the village chief turned his head abruptly, "Why are you here? Go back!"
Under the eyes of many cannibals, the young man walked to the village chief.
"Dad," his eyes filled with tears, he was so sad that he couldn't breathe, "that brother looks like you..."
The magician touched her head and smiled: "Because... that's me before."
The young magician looked at the familiar uncles, and was about to speak, but his former favorite Uncle Rodeen sternly said, "Since he showed up on his own initiative, hurry up and tie him up, don't let him run away!"
He wanted to say he wouldn't run.
But he didn't want to say it, he stood there like a puppet, the corners of his mouth raised little by little, and a smile gathered in his chest, making him laugh.
The wind roared, and the sky mourned.
The village chief was pushed away, and someone rushed at him with a rope.
The black light rain drifted over densely, wrapping around him like a curse.
"Bastards, let go of my dad and don't hurt my dad!"
The magician looked at all this with a smile, waiting for the intended ending, he would soon be thrown into the volcano, and the molten lava would melt his flesh, bones, consciousness... everything about him.
However, his hand was suddenly empty, and he saw the small figure rushing up to him, opening his hands, and protecting him in front of the young magician.
She pushed those people away while crying, and didn't care if she was pushed down and fell in pain, she got up and continued, trying to use her weak body to fight against them and rescue her young father.
The shrill cry of the child resounded through the sky.
The magician watched quietly.
Why do you have such a dream
Seeing that Dad was about to be pulled away by those bad guys, he bit someone's wrist and said vaguely, "You want to kill Dad, I, I will bite you!"
The crowd suddenly stopped.
The little girl pushed, and the one she was biting fell heavily to the ground, the wound on her wrist quickly turned black and spread, the man began to twitch abnormally, then stood up and bit the person next to him.
Screams and screams erupted. These people couldn't care less about tying up the young magician, and they fled one after another. They were thrown to the ground by others, biting their throat bones, and blood spilled on the ground.
The unexpected change made the magician slowly frown. He stepped forward, without even glancing at the young magician next to him, and turned the little girl with his back to him.
"Dad," with tears in his eyes, he choked, "I-I bit someone..."
The magician's pupils suddenly shrink——
The little girl's black eyes showed the unique grayish white of zombies. She threw herself into the magician's arms and cried sadly.
In the transparent ball on the swamp mountain, the magician who was lying quietly turned over and sat up.