"Am I dead? Why does everything feel so real?"

Ye Yong looked at the huge ball of light in front of him in confusion. It seemed to provide light to the platform like the sun, but the platform was surrounded by extremely dark darkness, and the deep darkness seemed to be staring at him.

"Hehe, I count, one, two, three, tsk, this time, three newcomers survived, not bad, not bad."

After hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but look up, but saw a familiar face.

Isn’t he the weapons merchant he met before - Jiaoyue?

"What are you doing? Is there anything wrong?" At this time, Jiaoyue was sitting by the table and chairs, drinking red wine and eating bacon.

"You bastard, you are so leisurely. Where are you when we fight to the death?"

After seeing this scene, the portrait couldn't help but walk forward and question it.

"Hey, hey, newcomer, you don't know anything, you are not qualified to question me, a veteran player."

"Yes, yes, this may be just a game. This place may be built by the gods and the devils, gathering us, and getting tired of the boring life people."

"Yes, we are actually all pitiful people in front of the Lord God."

Jiaoyue smiled bitterly and shook her head, stood up and walked towards the room.

"Everyone has his own room, and no one can enter without the owner's consent."

Before leaving, he glanced at the three of them and continued to remind him: "If you don't understand, ask the Lord God. Just close your eyes and communicate with your consciousness. Create a woman by yourself and cherish this hard-earned peace."

When Jiaoyue finished speaking, she looked at the portrait and Ye Yong with a strange and inexplicable look, meaning: You know (?_?)

"Hmph, men are not good things, idiots are idiots!"

After hearing his words, Ji Lan looked at the excited and inexplicable two people. She didn't understand what it meant. After giving the two a blank look, she ran angrily to a room.

With a loud "bang", the sound of closing the door woke the two people who were closed. They smiled a little awkwardly, and then continued to close their eyes.

This is a very wonderful feeling. When the portrait closes her eyes, she feels like she is integrated into a light ball. A screen similar to a computer program control platform appears in front of him. The four major categories are listed in it, including technology, magic legend, auxiliary, and entertainment. In addition, there are six attributes of individuals, intelligence, mental power, cell vitality, neural reaction speed, and immunity. What remains is the reward energy point and the side plot obtained in the dungeon.

The portrait saw that his six attributes were intelligence: 103, mental power 117, cell vitality 150, nerve reaction speed 137, muscle strength 164, and immunity 110. It seems that many places just now have increased their health through blood-colored surrounds.

He received a total of 5,310 reward points and a D-level side plot reward. After redeeming the skill of shooting skills with Jiaoyue, melee mastery, and blood-colored surround, he deducted 1,000 reward points and D-level side plot rewards. The side plot seemed more precious, so he did not get it again.

The portrait did not immediately redeem the reward points. He planned to discuss it with Jiaoyue tomorrow to maximize the existing resources and strengthen himself.

"Make a woman yourself..."

"Zi Ran, can you make Zi Ran?"

The Lord God seemed to be able to perceive the idea of ​​the portrait. The entertainment category among the four categories was instantly opened, and then an option suddenly magnified in the portrait's mind, and said in a cold and majestic voice.

"The first time I made human creatures for free, I will spend 500 reward points each time. Please simulate the type you want in your mind: gender, appearance, height, age, skin color..."

The portrait was slowly immersed in his memory. That year, he was still a young student, with a slight love and ignorant ambiguity. What he remembered most was her beautiful long hair, her smile, and her voice...

It turns out that boring life is because there is no such thing as her...

It turns out that the reason why I fell into the darkness was because I lost her company...

"So, as long as you are by my side, I will never fall into depravity..."

A teardrop was left at the corner of the closed eyes of the portrait, and then fell to the ground and disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, a girl in a white dress with long braids and waist appeared in front of him. She was about twelve or twelve years old, with snow-white skin and vermilion lips. This girl was clearly a shadow that she would never forget in her memory, Ziran.

Her existence shines on the portraits that lack maternal love like light, and every smile she makes him yearn for.

He hoped to meet her every moment, in order to be able to spend a while, the portrait ran in the streets every time, in order to find her figure.

It was she who pulled back the humble and cowardly self from the past, and it was also the first time she made the portrait feel the true happiness in life.

But why?

Why did the harm caused by people's public opinion have been so deep that the lively and cheerful girl gradually became silent.

"Don't interfere with my life anymore..."

Ziran said this. In the end, the portrait could only watch her from a distance, but in the end she could not even satisfy this small wish.

He fell into the game world, and was suffering and cried again and again on the quiet night in the middle of the night...

Every night he climbed over the walls of his home and rushed around the streets, becoming a lone man running alone in the darkness.

"So, as long as you are by my side, I will not fall into depravity..."

The portrait looked at her in her memory and smiled, and tears couldn't be stopped from the corners of his eyes.

He pulled Ziran toward a room...

Ye Yong, with his eyes closed, quickly exchanged what he needed and exchanged 2830 reward points for Gaussian sniper rifle with 1,000 points, 1,000 points, and 1,000 points, Death Demon Eye with 1.

Ye Yong's consciousness came to the entertainment category, and he trembled and opened a certain option...

"younger brother……"

When the portrait woke up, it was already 9.00 am the next morning. When he regained consciousness, his arm touched something extremely soft.

"Uh, stop making trouble, let me sleep for a while..."

The girl's voice came from the pillow, and the portrait couldn't help but be stunned.

The memories in the portrait's mind kept turning, and he suddenly lifted the cover of the quilt, and sure enough, there was a girl lying next to him.

"Zi Ran, is it really you?"

The portrait looked at the confused girl and couldn't help but sigh and remained silent.

Yes, with Ziran's talent, she is probably in a certain university now, right?

The portrait smiled bitterly in her heart, looked at the fragile girl beside her, and finally couldn't help but hold her into her arms.
Chapter completed!