Who dares to hinder my slashing?

If there is, then the other party will also be killed by me.

Explode, there's nothing to say at all, it's all unreal, the distortion in the head is shit, what else is there to say.

Plumping up the character at all times, almost all words and deeds are this goal.

Although I know that after the killing is completed, I will definitely have a gap between myself and the character, just like the theater watcher mode.

But now, I still identify the role of Yuan Changwen as myself.

is still for the role of Yuan Changwen, crazy planning, weighing and thinking, etc.

The character has to die, I can't stand this ridiculous state, the twist in my head is a piece of shit.

Is there something wrong with writing and directing the scenes, and then pretending to be real and continuing to make plans to avoid such horrific scenes?

The pull of emotions made it all seem very real, and the fear that came made me think I was already in the middle of that horrible scene.

Perhaps, it is this immersive experience that brings the best and most authentic feedback.

However, unreal is unreal, and even if you deprive the whole world of authenticity, the authenticity of your whole life, you have to move on.

Even if the killing is stupid, even if I will become mentally retarded later, even if the killing is done will only ruin my life, it is not a reason to stop.

Not being able to enjoy a well-planned dream is still just a compromise.

I'm not going to stop, not because I'm cheering it on, it's because I don't want to stop at all.

It's like a pile of shit chasing me, and I don't need any inspirational blood, so I will naturally stay away from this pile of shit.

And I knew I could.

Because there is no me at all, falsehood cannot hurt truth at all.

I didn't think of shit as shit, as if it was my life and my preciousness, and I tried all my strength to protect it.

It's ridiculous to think about.

I have never asked my words and deeds, and I have never seen the absurdity in them?

Luckily, there was a period of time when I was in a certain amount of moderation before the very early days.

It was only later, struck by a huge amount of fear, that I had to grab a survival tool in the midst of the stormy seas.

Those distortions in the mind, disguised as stormy waves, disguised as survival tools, are really nonsense.

There are too many things to divert attention and, alas, there is no use for anything other than procrastination.

Without association, without distortion, "I don't know" is a natural state.

And the pull of emotions has made all this unrecognizable, including the existence of the character and the attributes of the character.

What can be done with a let go has turned into a tug-of-war with emotions.

In fact, I don't think it's me who is chopping, and I don't think that the current ease and flow is because of so many chapters of slashing.

If the elements of the picture are always presented as "I am shrouded in fear, and no matter how I kill, I am shrouded in fear", why not?

So, the credit for all this is not me at all, it's just the picture elements that are presented in this way.

The sense of ease with the stream, the joy of wanting to dance, and the distorted self-written and self-directed scenes in my mind at the moment are just the presentation of picture elements.

It has nothing to do with me.

It's not my success, it's not my efforts, it's just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Why not be grateful?

I'm very grateful for the visual elements for being able to represent these things, not personally.

The words and deeds of the other party are the presentation of graphic elements, and no one will thank the NPC, but the game maker deserves to be thanked.

The mind can't control anything, and it's easy to see what the elements of the picture want to present.

It is not difficult to show that "my thinking remains the same, but no matter how hard I try, I can't make the slightest progress, and I am still trembling in fear".

Even, the picture elements show that "my mind completely forgets about the thing of killing, and I am still in the role of the plump character", which is also a breeze.

Although the character of Yuan Changwen has nothing to do with reality, although my emotions and thoughts at the moment are all elements of the picture.

But who would refuse to have a sweet dream?

It's not because gratitude can bring more fullness to the character, or because gratitude can be recognized by others, it's just that you have to be grateful.

That kind of emotion appeared inexplicably, and even, it seems that there is a world war, and I will be grateful.

It doesn't matter if others like my gratitude, whether they agree with my gratitude.

It seems that if I don't have any feelings for my former alma mater, I am a person who does not know how to be grateful, and I am a person who will be despised by others.

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This kind of gratitude rises directly to the level of the whole picture element, and has nothing to do with what it is.

I don't have the slightest affection for my alma mater, but I'm still grateful for the visual elements to be able to present them.

I suddenly realized that what kind of state it was to retire after success was not a scheming or anything like that, but I no longer thought that I had anything to do with these successes.

It's just the presentation of picture elements.

Thinking, which is only a part of it, is in a position to judge?

After the absence of emotional tugging, there seems to be no reason not to be grateful.

Again, gratitude is not gratitude, and it is natural for the other party to do some kind deeds and the other party to do some so-called good deeds.

The other party can only do this, just as I can only do this.

In other words, if someone else does something good for me, I don't thank the other person, because that's the only thing someone else can do.

It sounds a bit unkind, maybe this is the so-called ruthlessness of cultivation.

However, deep down in my heart, I am full of gratitude, but it has nothing to do with the role.

No matter what the character does, it is worth being grateful for, because this is the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Even though the characters can't hurt the real, and even though the characters don't care what they do, I'm grateful that the graphics elements present them.

For the first time, I felt that my heart was full of gratitude, and this word that had been used rotten was the first time to bloom with the light of possession.

It's really a gift, all of which are gifts from the elements of the picture.

Infinitely distort the limitations of one's own behavior, so that there is the existence of the mind, that is, the emergence of me.

An immersive experience that allowed me to be completely tied to the character.

It's not over yet, perhaps, this is just the beginning.

Bathing in the grace of God?

It turns out that it can really cleanse the heart.

It's just that there is no such thing as a "god", or that I am a god.

For the elements of the picture, it is easy to present anything, and there is no need to care about any theory at all.

Because theories are originally organized according to the content presented by the elements of the picture, how can the theory control the presentation of the elements of the picture?

The narrowness of thinking, the high walls cast by thinking, are a kind of isolation.

Those so-called summaries are completely denying "I don't know".

And the direction of "I don't know" turned out to be a warm state bathed in divine grace.

This was not expected at all. (https:)

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