First Player

  Chapter 879 Chapter eight hundred and seventy-seven·【Don’t%#梦旅…不要%#梦…旅行￥+$】

   "Huh?" Su Mingan became alert: "What organization are you from?"

  Dare to say disrespectful words to the gods, the player who plays the Persian cat cannot be an ordinary person.

  He already understood that in the old world today, there are four largest organizations:

  [Holy Allies (Abbreviation: MM)]: Lawful and evil. He is an extreme believer in gods and supports the church of gods.

  [Human Self-Saving Alliance (abbreviation: HE)]: Neutral and good. It was Su Ming'an's forces that rebelled against the gods.

  [Urban Guardian Department (abbreviation: GAD)]: Lawful and good. Government organizations that protect the people will take the initiative to deal with weird incidents.

  [The Holy See of the Old Gods (abbreviation: LM)]: Chaos and evil. It is said that it is an evil organization that supports alien species. There are horrible stories of alien species massacring cities and villages, and their actions are extremely cruel.

  …

   Su Mingan didn't quite understand the difference between these forces. In short, the twenty-six countries and thirty-two independent cities exist around these four major forces, and their intertwined roots are like winding old trees and vines, which are not clear at all.

  Anyway, just a quick note—

  Holy Allies love the gods.

   Human Self-Salvation Alliance hates gods.

  The Ministry of Urban Protection is a good person who saves everyone equally.

   The Holy See of the Old Gods is big bad, hates everyone equally.

   "Are you asking about my power?" The Persian cat squinted: "I am independent. I am only loyal to my country."

  It speaks proudly, as if the "Kingdom" is an extremely noble thing to it.

   "Oh." Su Mingan understood. They are stragglers with no power behind them.

"I have collected some interesting information. I think that 'games' may be a means of attacking the world by the gods. The more we advance the progress of the game, the more He may be able to control our world." Persian cat intends to take information Seduce him: "I can continue chatting with you, would you mind adding a dream patrol friend?"

  Su Mingan said with a blank expression, "mind."

  Persian cat is silent.

   Just in time, the big troops escorted the little girl to the destination. All cats have obtained a certain amount of dream patrol spirit points according to their respective contributions, and the game is over this time. The Persian cat can no longer harass Su Mingan.

  The ending cg of the game appeared, and the little girl walked slowly into the church surrounded by cute cats. She stood under the colored windows of the church, waving and smiling.

"It's so beautiful here. I've finally arrived here." Standing in front of the magnificent church arches, she said with a smile, "Muppet cats, your eyes are beautiful. Orange cats, your figure is very cute. Ying short, you hairy The fluffy ones are very lovable—cats! Your looks are really lovable, and you really are cats representing justice.”

   People watch this game ending cg. They are all cats now. No one dresses like a person when they are in CG.

   "Thank you for escorting me here." The little girl said loudly: "I believe that I will have a happy, bright and beautiful tomorrow. And you, righteous cats, you will also be happy—I wish you all."

  The door of the church slowly closed, this time the game is over.

  …

  【This dream tour has ended】

  【Game: "The Cat and Her"】

  【Comment: "A cute cat, defeated the hateful humans, and escorted the innocent and poor little girl to escape from the clutches of humans."】

  【Defeat humans: 0】

  【Number of times imprisoned: 0】

  【Number of deaths: 0】

  【You delay human time: 67 minutes and 23 seconds】

  【Total Dream Patrol Spirit Points: 10 points】

  …

  The ending cg gradually fades away, and all the scenes dissipate.

  Su Mingan took off the dream patrol helmet and returned to reality.

   There is nothing special about the playing experience of "The Cat and Her", and there is no information. It's like a generic **** game - but is it?

  He looked at the time, it was eleven o'clock in the evening. The second chapter of "Lou Yue Kingdom" will start in an hour. At that time, as the "No. 1 Dream Watcher", he will bring Su Luoluo together on a dream tour.

  San value is 50 points, which doesn't look very healthy. But he did not have symptoms of hallucinations or auditory hallucinations, and even the voice in his ear did not reappear.

  Su Mingan waited for twelve o'clock.

  …

  Asante Kingdom, the capital, the royal family.

  At night in the city, under the smog, heavy industrial pollution buried the color of the sky.

  In the castle in the center of the capital, a bright and gorgeous room.

  A woman sat up slowly from the bed.

  She took off the dream patrol helmet, revealing a head of gorgeous blond hair and emerald eyes. She stretched out her hand, put the exquisite crown on the table on her head, and walked towards the door. The snow-white dress was dragged on the scarlet carpet, and she stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, but she walked out of the general-like temperament.

   Pushing open the door, a maid was waiting at the door, bowing and putting on a bright red cloak for her.

   "Today, General Chebman publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with you. He believes that your disrespect to the gods will bring disaster to the kingdom." The maid said softly.

   "Dissatisfied? Then call him dissatisfied. It is I who choose the courtiers, not the courtiers choose the king. If I am not ruthless, I will be crushed by the gears of history." The woman laughed. She is one of the twenty-six kingdoms, Queen Brandy of Asante Kingdom. Is a strong leader, loyal to his class.

  She felt threatened—everyone feared and believed in the gods, and the power of the gods had already surpassed the power of the king. Recently even the Coalition government has said it wants to obey the gods.

"Benevolence is based on the stability of the kingdom, but now the believers of the Church of Gods use terror. Anyone who has the slightest suspicion is burned to death in the name of 'heretic trial'. The gods... have no control over this, even a word The oracle didn't even issue it, and he doesn't seem to take pity on his lamb." Brandy said: "He doesn't love human beings, I have already seen that."

   "The gods don't care," said the maid.

   "Of course, God doesn't care how many ants die on the ground. So if human beings want to save themselves, someone must stand up." Brandy wanted a parchment map. Looking at the distribution of countries in the mainland, determination and ruthlessness appeared on her beautiful face, but she did not appear threatening: "I won't allow it—my country is ruined by these religious lunatics. Recently, even in the royal city, There's a cardinal calling himself 'Borris' and killing innocent people - and I want these religious lunatics to pay."

   "The Human Self-Saving Alliance has received your previous invitation. The response over there is that their leader is still asleep, and the deputy leader and several people cannot reach a consensus, so they cannot respond to your alliance invitation." The maid bowed her head in a respectful voice.

"It doesn't matter, I don't believe in these forces. Although the Human Self-Salvation Alliance claims to resist the gods, their leader's whereabouts are uncertain, and he is not sure what kind of person he is. Since he can't form an alliance, forget it." Brandy said: "Bai Sha, I In the dream patrol just now, I met a powerful dream tourer."

  The maid listened quietly.

"She chose an orange cat. Although her voice is very low, I can tell that she must be a very attractive girl. She is timid, quiet, and not talkative, and her personality is like a stream in winter." Brandy Think back to that feeling of attraction: "She should be a fit."

   "You have to be careful, you can't do anything to the Dream Watcher casually." The maid whispered: "You have killed too many children before, and you have already aroused suspicion."

   "I've already remembered her smell." Brandy put down the map, with haze in his eyes: "I'll meet her again."

  …

   Twelve o'clock in the evening.

  Su Mingan put on the dream patrol helmet, intending to enter the second chapter of "Lou Yueguo".

  But after waiting for a while on the friend interface, he didn't see Su Luoluo online. He called, but Su Luoluo didn't answer.

…What happened?

  Su Mingan waited for a while, but Su Luoluo still didn't go online. He pushed open the door and went to her home.

   After walking about 300 meters away, several dilapidated residential buildings appeared in front of me, like apartment buildings from 2000s. Su Luoluo's house lived on the third floor. After stepping on the faded stairs, Su Mingan stopped in front of her house.

  Su Mingan was about to knock on the door. Suddenly I heard a middle-aged woman's cry from inside the door, the voice was as loud as a gong, and the tone was hysterical:

   "Su Hongwei! If I hadn't returned home in time, you would have been overwhelmed! I'm still alive, you can't wait to bring the woman home, you're going to die, aren't you!"

   There was a breaking sound, the sound of a middle-aged woman angrily smashing the furniture.

  Su Mingan's hand hovered in front of the door, momentarily wondering whether to knock on the door... Su Luoluo's parents were having family conflicts, no wonder she didn't go online in time.

  Suddenly, with a bang, the door was knocked open in front of Su Mingan. A young woman with exquisite makeup walked out carrying a bag, followed by a middle-aged obese man.

   Su Mingan backed away somewhat at a loss, and the two of them didn't pay attention to him.

  A middle-aged woman in an apron came out of the room "deng deng deng", she was the one who was yelling just now. She pointed at the man and the young woman and shouted:

   "Su Hongwei! I was really blind to follow you back then! I'm not dead yet, you dare to bring your lover home!"

  The man ignored his wife at all, grabbed the young woman's hand, and kept fawning:

"Hey, Yuanyuan, don't worry about what my wife scolds, don't leave, my wife is already terminally ill, and she has few days to live. First you have feelings with me, and in the future, this house will be ours, and she will be gone. We'll get married right away! It's not easy for you to live in this world, and with my help you can feel warmer."

  The middle-aged wife was trembling with anger, her fists clenched and then loosened. Her face has been tormented by cancer like skin and bones, and her youthful beauty has long been lost. Hungry and full by life in troubled times.

  —but what could she do?

  There is no cure for cancer, and she will not live long. Even if you get divorced, you are only fulfilling your husband. Now he openly took his lover with him, as if he was urging her to die, but she could only watch.

   "I'm so—!"

  The wife was so angry that she scratched at the man with both hands like claws. The man was scratched with bloodstains all over his face, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He backhanded a loud slap, knocking his wife to the ground.

   "What are you doing! If it weren't for my house, how could you survive these few years! You wouldn't be able to live long, so why waste money!" the man exploded.

   This loud slap pierced his wife's soul. With the bright red slap on her face, she slid on the ground in a daze, with her back against the cold wall.

   After a while, she covered her cheeks and cried loudly.

  The young woman saw this scene and shook her head to the man: "I don't want to tear up with a woman who doesn't have much life, you and your wife can live a good life, we have no fate."

  She stomped downstairs and left, leaving only the crying middle-aged wife and the angry man.

  —There is also a girl squatting behind the couch indoors, holding her head.

  The girl's dull purple pupils were dull, as if she was used to seeing the conflicts between her parents. Like a puppet without a soul, huddled behind the sofa, motionless.

"—I don't know what you have to scold!" The man yelled at his wife on the ground: "After you die, the family will lose a laborer who picks up resources. What should I do? I can't just find a new one in advance. Object? Do you really hope that your daughter will starve every day in the future? Do you really hope that there will be no one guarding the house in the future, and the homeless and thieves will come to the door every day? I’m looking for a lover now, isn’t it because of this family? "

  The woman was crying hysterically, and she just cursed:

   "Sin! I was blind to follow you! I got this cancer because of a sin in my previous life! God, what sin did I do!"

"Is it just my fault!" The man was annoyed, pointing at Su Luoluo behind the sofa and yelling: "This oil bottle is dreaming at home every day, and he didn't dream of a name, what a great anchor! Let her get married as soon as possible, and at least she will have more labor to pick up resources, but she refuses! If I didn't take care of this oily bottle, why would I be in such a difficult situation? I'm not for this family!"

  The woman was startled, and then her face became even more angry.

"For this family?" She jumped up from the ground, flinging her teeth and claws at the man: "Su! It's because you gambled all the bread at home! You hang out with those drunks in the city every day! As long as you have the ability , I can take my old lady out of this broken city, my old lady will not do this!"

   She cried and cursed, scratching more **** marks on the man's face:

"Why isn't you the one suffering from cancer! Why isn't you the one who is going to die! Die gambler, you are really inhuman! If my mother is still alive, you dare to bring Xiaosan to the bed! After this, when my mother dies—you still What the **** can you do!"

   "Crazy woman! Blame me for what you are doing, you blame the gods—blame him for not being able to bless you!"

  They fought each other, their heads were bloodied, they were obviously husband and wife, but they looked like enemies.

  Their scolding was so loud that it resounded throughout the dilapidated apartment building, and the doors of the neighbors' houses were closed, as if they had long been used to the noise of this family.

  Su Mingan stared blankly at the direction of the room. The girl quietly huddled behind the sofa, with her head slightly lowered, and her muscles tensed.

   She does not speak, watches, harmless and silent.

  —Like a quiet Ragdoll.

  (end of this chapter)