The world suddenly became pale.

The pouring pale pigment is like a pouring rain, hitting the empty sky and savagely.

"Hey! Wood!"

"Hey! What about you, you are a love idiot."

A love idiot?

The four replies composed of black and white lines were like blood bubbles that broke deep in their bodies, rolling and emerging.

"Oh, sure enough, every time the number of resurrections is zero, if you die, you will overdraw in the form of your life."

A strange girl, a girl I don't know.

Very beautiful, although only half of his face was exposed.

"What did you say?"

I can't understand her words or what she explains.

I don’t understand why I open my mouth, which comes from my voice, is like squeezed out from my flesh and blood, and at the ends of each nerve ending, the dimensionality reduction of 120hz reaches a frame as slowly as the dimensionality reduction of 120hz.

"who I am?"

I'll forget myself.

There is such an incredible thing.

"It doesn't matter. Even if the memory disappears, even if you forget the meaning of being born as a human being, as long as it is you, you can definitely do it."

[System restarting--]

"My name is Xia Zuo?"

After reading the system information clearly, I forced myself to hold back the deepest part of my heart, as if I was waking up with myself.

How can I describe this throbbing that scares me and I have to describe it in detail?

Just like the white light on the ground, which reflects my furry, slender shadow like an evil ghost.

I heard my breathing rhythm before my dying.

I asked her, watching her twin ponytails fly, and her red hair band tied with her twin ponytails.

"Can you ask you a question?"

"What?"

She bent down 70 degrees, as if she was doing her best, trying to express her kindness to be close to her.

But because of some rules, the posture seems particularly distorted, which makes life hurt strangely.

"Why do I have to complete this task?"

"And these things in the system backpack."

"Are you a Shikigami summoned by the Summoning Stone?"

"Is it mine, or who else?"

It seemed that because I could not bear it anymore, the questions I asked were a bit presumptuous.

She fell into deep thought.

The surrounding buildings are outlined by black and white lines.

I don’t know which painter, which programmer cut corners, or simply who is a rough dream of a mentally ill.

Huh? Why did I make such an inference? Where is the basis?

Thinking of this, the sky quickly turned red, indicating that the pendulum hand that was twilight was accurately pointed to 18 o'clock.

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"I shouldn't be a game drag."

"Not only the low salary, you have to endure the physiological destruction caused by painless holography."

"It's even more painful than NPC!"

I was so arrogant that I couldn't find a job after just graduating. In order to avoid starvation, I had to walk along the streets of office workers with numb faces and walk into Penguin Games.

Maybe I grew up playing games. I easily passed the game. In the 20 million bee pupa registration competitions around the world, I won the favor of the interviewer, successfully signed a contract, and became one of the 500,000 internal players in Penguin V World.

The above thoughts are my complaints all day long.

Lie without any grace, no matter where you are, the magic city technology street is filled with people.
Chapter completed!