"Since you have doubts about our identity, and we cannot provide irrefutable evidence to prove our identity", the solemn and gentle voice paused, and continued, "Well, let's make everything simpler, our identity is the principal, and you, as Mr. 302, are the principal, how about it?"

At Mo Yuan's feet, the calm and dark sea, like the curtain of the theater, is still constantly showing, and he, as Mr. 302, in the dead of night, through the anonymous network, reached a deal with a strange client.

At first, Mo Yuan was very disgusted in his heart, as if he was standing in the dock, in front of him were seven judges, trying him for the crimes he had committed in the past, and the image of the fireflies on the sea under his feet was indisputable evidence.

But now, for Mo Yuan, those images are no longer evidence of a crime, but the embodiment of his value as Mr. 302 - a trustee - to perfectly complete the tasks assigned by the client, no matter how small or large, easy or difficult.

The matters delivered by the client are constantly appearing and disappearing on the "screen" under his feet, as if he is looking back on his journey as Mr. 302.

"If you go all the way like this, the end point is the coffee shop where you met Mr. Wu Tian", Mo Yuan couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when he thought of the last commission in this dream.

There are still many fogs in the real world that have not been dispelled, whether Wu Xin, who has known each other for a short time, is he okay now, the sophisticated and mysterious Xiao Feng and the kind-looking Wang Cheng, what is their real purpose, whether it is a national political party or a group faction, what are their plans for the human experience system, and how can a system for human beings experience different experiences be involved with the bustling interests.

"It's better to say that the coffee shop where I met Mr. Wu Tian is the starting point of everything. Mo Yuan thought so, looking at the seven black human figures not far away, "And where are they sacred, aliens? Do the aliens who can cross the vast universe and come to Earth need to entrust me to do something for them in such a tortuous way?"

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Feng: "Why didn't this guy reply for a long time, what was he in a daze, it seems that I have to remind him who he is talking to, how can he be so rude." As he spoke, the wings that had been calmly retracted suddenly unfolded.

Chi: "Are you going to do something meaningless again?"

The wings were instantly retracted again.

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A solemn and gentle voice asked, "How are you thinking about it?"

"I know, you know my experience as Mr. 302 very well, after all, ......", Mo Yuan's gaze turned to the image that was constantly playing back at his feet, "You have very good technology, you have successfully broken the limitations of the human experience system, and you can obtain information about other people's dreams, and therefore, you seem to trust Mr. 302 more and can successfully complete your commission"

"You're only talking about part of the reason, but of course, for that part alone, it's exactly what you say. A solemn and gentle voice replied.

"However, before I learn about your commission, I have a question. Mo Yuan said.

"Speak. ”

"Entrusting and being entrusted, in fact, is a transaction, and as both parties to the transaction, I complete the corresponding tasks for you at the same time, what can you give me?" Mo Yuan asked, "Is there money in the virtual world?" This is meaningful to Mr. 302 in the past, but it is meaningless to me now. Given your current practice of hiding your identity, I believe that you will not want to be involved in real world money transactions, and of course, I am not interested in this kind of money. ”

"We don't show people in this way for the purpose of hiding our identity, of course, that's an afterword," replied in a solemn and gentle voice, "and first answer your most important question, what can we give you." ”

Mo Yuan didn't have any special expectations, just out of the most basic human curiosity, he looked in the direction where the solemn and gentle voice came from—the one in the middle of the seven black humanoids, waiting for his answer.

After a moment of silence, a solemn and gentle voice said slowly, "We can ask your partner, codenamed 'Redear', to return to you again. ”

"Red ......" Mo Yuan suddenly felt breathless and unable to speak, as if someone was pinching his neck, Mo Yuan used all his strength to unscrew the hands holding his neck, and suddenly a mirror appeared in front of him, just about to reflect the expression on Mo Yuan's face, Mo Yuan stretched out his hand to cover the mirror in front of him, and lowered his head in a panic, he didn't want to see his expression at this time, and he didn't want others to see his expression......

"But, she's dead!" Mo Yuan lowered his head, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Yes. ”