381.grass! So are the urban legends about reincarnation in another world true?？
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Brother Zhongzhong grinned and said：
“We staff also need to participate in game testing. After all, our development team produces the game. How can a qualified developer not play the game he made?？
Of course, my identity must be kept secret in the game..
Please understand this.”
“Yeah, yeah, I can understand, of course I can understand this kind of thing.”
Uncle Yang nodded..
The lady next to him with a graceful figure but a haggard face did not pay attention to the men's conversation. Her eyes were all on her son. This is Beef Bowl's wife. The two have been divorced, but looking at their looks, you can tell that because They got back together again about their son..
“Afeng's helmet”
On the way to the work area where the operation and maintenance team is located, Beef Bo couldn't help but ask：
“There are only three days, right?.”
“It doesn't matter, the hardware team delivered the specially made helmet yesterday. It's in the box next to you..”
Brother Zhongzhong who was driving said without looking back.：
“I'll give it to Feng to use when I get back soon. Don't worry, the hardware team has already adjusted it, at least that's what 'they' said..
If you're lucky, you'll be able to see your son soon.
Of course, it has to be 'over there'.
Speaking of which, Mr. Yang, can you really accept your son recovering in such an 'unnatural' way?？
Even if he can really wake up in Transia, his situation in the real world will still remain in this bad state.
This shouldn't be considered a 'cure', right?？”
“cure? You are too optimistic.”
Uncle Yang, who was sitting in the back row, hugged the box containing the helmet tightly and said in a hoarse voice.：
“I have long given up hope of recovery. Now I just hope that Feng can enjoy another part of his life, even in a false world..
As long as he can get out of this situation where life is worse than death, I can do anything he wants.”
“Then you must serve the 'Future of Transia' well..”
Brother Zhongzhong said meaningfully：
“Alpha doesn't want anything from you, they ahem, we just need to finish this test as planned, that's all.”
“but i don't understand.”
Beef Bowl raised his head and asked doubtfully：
“What exactly are you trying to do by spending so much manpower and material resources to create such a realistic virtual reality? For money?？
unlike！
I have collected information on the forum and studied your company's strategies. You are not trying to make money at all..
Otherwise, just with this supporting technology, even if you just sell a little bit of it, you can build a business empire that can influence the world pattern overnight..”
“Do you want to hear the real answer?？”
Brother Zhongzhong swung the steering wheel and looked at Yang Qishan in the back seat through the rearview mirror. After noticing the change in the other person's expression, he showed a smile and said softly：
“The real answer is that I don't know. Don't look at me with that look, Lao Yang. I'm just the local person in charge of the 'Operation and Maintenance Group'..
I'm not a member of the development team. I don't know what the higher-level decision-making group plans to do, but what is certain is that at this stage, we have no interest in interfering with the real world..
By the way, having said that, I have to ask you a question on behalf of the development team members. Please answer it truthfully..”
“Well, you ask.”
“Do you think Transia, I mean, in terms of your gaming experience, do you think the world you're in is realistic enough?？
What else needs improvement?？”
“Well, would you try to change the general environment of the real world because of some grumbles and complaints about reality?？”
“No, I wouldn't, and neither would anyone with any sense..”
“Well, that's my answer. I won't try to turn the whole world around just because of a little flaw, so that it runs in the most perfect way in my imagination..”
“But that's false! You know, Transia is just a programmed world, and you just need a 'logout' button to get out of there..”
“It's true! If Feng can start his life over there, then my wife and I will do our best to ensure its existence..
We will do whatever it takes to protect our children.
In my eyes it is real！
it must also be true！”
——
Yang Qingfeng vaguely sensed a beam of light lighting up in front of his eyes..
This feeling is difficult to describe. After all, his entire state is also in a rather indescribable situation. The poor young man's last memory still remains in the scene when a fierce wave swept him from the deck into the sea..
He could vaguely remember seeing his desperate mother crying and trying to jump down and catch him in the water..
His memory since then has been a mess, as if all his wisdom has left him, and he can no longer understand what happened to the world and himself..
Like an eternal silence infinitely close to death.
However, a ray of light lit up.
Right before his eyes, all the confusion and chaos seemed to be dispersed, and his confused soul took the initiative to follow the beam of light out of the waves and ocean that troubled him..
He seemed to have walked into the light, and seemed to be walking in the sea of reflected stars..
He raised his head and could see the stars lighting up the dark nebula, but before he could take a closer look, an attraction from below dragged him around and was roughly poured into a pair of newly formed in body.
But he didn't wake up immediately.
His situation is very special.
Other players have completed registration before entering the game. The game ID is fixed and the identity information is complete, but Afeng is different. He has not filled out the test application, so he can only ask him to fill it in before waking up..
Just like a database can only grant permissions after entering information.
“Game ID? What the hell is this? What am I dreaming about again?？”
Afeng looked blankly at the forms that appeared in front of him. He quickly realized that he had to fill them out before he could proceed to the next step..
My mind is still a little hazy, so I can fill it in based on the first thought that comes to my mind..
Since it’s related to games, then it’s related to games.
So ten seconds later, the guy with the ID name "Pants-Removal Demon" really opened his eyes in the midnight secret room. What came into view was an incredibly handsome, strangely pale eye with blood-colored pupils..
“Hello, my warrior.”
Murphy looked at the confused soul in front of him. He grinned a subtle and gentle smile, stretched out his hand to the wide-eyed young man in front of him, and whispered：
“Welcome to Transia.”
“ah？”
Afeng's first reaction was to round his eyes.
Damn it！
I have traveled through this？
So at that time, after I was sucked into the sea, my account was "cancelled" in the real world and I opened a new account in another world.？
Damn it！
So are the ghostly stories about reincarnation in other worlds in urban legends all true?？
But the guy in front of me looks strange, so is this a legendary vampire? Also, can anyone explain to me what happened?？
With such doubts, Afeng reached out and held Murphy's cold hand, and then moved his rusty body and climbed up with difficulty..
He looked around and before he could take a serious look, he heard an exclamation.
“Son！”
When Fireworks Beef Bowl saw Ah Feng standing up, he was so excited that he rushed forward with tears and hugged his son..
However, the player's body is protected by psychic energy and cannot be directly contacted at the special initial save point of the midnight chamber. Therefore, Uncle Yang could only hit the "air wall" with his head. It was very funny that he almost fell down and was caught by the quick eyesight and quick hands of the cat brother next to him. helped him up.
“dad? And Brother Mu? Why are you here too?？”
Ah Feng was shocked at this moment.
Still not understanding the situation, he screamed：
“you! Have you also traveled through time? Damn it, the entire family has been reincarnated into a different world? That's okay too？”
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