In the dark room, a few beams of moonlight slowly came in through the window. Fall on the table and sprinkle on the floor, leaving a piece of the color of the night next to the bed.

Xiao Yusheng opened his eyes in a daze, he was a little dazed. It's as if the shadow just now took something away. He searched hard, but there was only a blank space that could not be connected, but it could not be described.

The clock placed at the head of the bed seemed to be frozen by the moonlight, and he stepped into the field of that light, detached it and replaced it with a battery. Put it back and you can hear the ticking sound in this silent room again.

He couldn't be sure that something was right, and he always felt that he had just done something very important, and he kept touching the memory called 'just now' but he was just asleep.

Was it really just a dream?

He didn't think so. Frustrated for a moment, he decided to pick up his phone and seek an answer from someone familiar to him.

The lock screen of the mobile phone was skillfully opened by him, and a long English message was placed in front of him, which was sent by an American. Titled: Brave your nightmare with me!

Dear Yusheng Shaw. I know you've probably forgotten everything by the time you read this email. Perhaps, it shouldn't bother you like that.

But you know, it's a decision you made together when I was still acquainted. If you don't want to hate me, but you hate yourself, don't read on.

My name is Nick Teribo. Lives in Texas, USA. The family has their own farm, and every time they leave the house, they can see the endless golden wheat fields, especially in the early morning, which is as dazzling as the rising sun.

I heard that Chinese always like to live in a one-story house, we Americans are not like this, our houses are generally two-storey, and there is a small attic that hides secrets.

Of course, it's not just me who is hiding the secret, but my brother as well.

My brother's name is Bia Terebo. He looks weak and weak, and he doesn't meet his parents' expectations at all. On the contrary, I am strong and strong.

My brother, who is three years older than me, is always amiable. He often dragged me to lie in the wheat field on summer nights and count the stars, and lie in the autumn harvest season to bask in the midday sun.

When I went to school, I found that the atmosphere at school was not as good as my brother said. The people of Texas themselves are known for their folk toughness.

It was because I was bullied by a few people at school that I understood why the old man on the other end of my family was always wielding a baseball bat to find trouble.

I cried so much when I came home that day, and my parents said they were going to get revenge on those children. The elder brother who was sitting on the sofa put down the textbook in his hand, and he said it flatly.

"Why don't you let Nick get it back himself?"

My heart moved, and I looked at my brother blankly and forgot to cry.

My brother smiled at me with confidence, "Nick Terebo." You have to remember. The person who can bully you is never someone else, but you standing in front of me. ”

His words went deep into my heart, and from that day on, I began to slowly be conquered by my brother's words.

When they arrived at school the next day, the men kept their promise the day before and came to look for trouble. I was still feeling weak in my heart, but remembering my brother's words, I mustered up courage.

I yelled at them, learning from my father's swearing. We scuffled together, and a few hard punches were punched in the chest, and in addition to the somewhat suffocating pain, it also ignited the will to resist in my chest.

I, who was a head stronger than them, raised my fist and hit a thin monkey hard, and he immediately fell to the ground and cracked his mouth and cried.

The other children screamed in fear, but none of them dared to step forward at the sight of the thin monkey with swollen faces.

From a very early age, it was not uncommon for such fights between children to have contradictions. The parent of the skinny monkey ran over and looked for fault with a fierce face.

Of course, Mom and Dad won't let them mess around, and when they were about to start, my brother, who was hiding upstairs and studying seriously, went downstairs impatiently.

His thin figure was not proportional to the other party's parents, and the momentum emanating from his body actually suppressed the scene that was about to get out of control.

At that time, he choked on the other party with just one sentence, and I still remember it vividly.

"My brother has singled out so many children with his strength, and you have the ability to let your children try it too."

The other party's face changed, and the momentum of our family rose so that they couldn't raise their heads a little. In the end, I still paid some medical bills, but I could see the other party's deflated performance, and my parents didn't care about losing so much money.

Instead, it rewarded me and my brother.

On that day, I stepped into my brother's room for the first time.

His room was a mess, full of reference materials and all kinds of books.

I couldn't help but ask my brother, who seemed to be struggling at the table.

"Why do you study so hard?"

My brother put on an impatient attitude, turned around and touched my head and said.

"No, I didn't study hard. I'm just looking at some interesting stories. ”

At that time, I didn't realize it, but I just understood it ignorantly. We are innocent, chasing stars and making foolish times. In his world, it's just a story that relaxes him.

And he's working hard to write a story with himself as the main character.

I admire his wisdom, yearn for his maturity, and look forward to people like him. My teacher always told me that there is no perfect person in the world, but in my opinion he is the most perfect person.

Three years ago, my brother and I once again came across a game called 'My Plane'. When we entered the game, we dressed like wild men.

There, we met you.

You look a little naïve, and you are even confused with some truths that I understand. But it was my brother who was the first to leave you.

In the exploration and adventure of this strange world, you depend on us for your life, and taste the ups and downs along the way. You're smarter than me. My brother used to say I was a stupid brain, and you know a little bit about it. I often can't get involved in your conversations because I don't understand the subtle meaning of those words.

Gradually, I thought my brother cared more about you and started to lose his temper and eat your jealousy. One night you found me, and you asked me if I didn't understand that my brother cared less about me.

I nodded my head to get an answer.

You look up at the starry sky just like him.

"My life isn't as warm as you think. You come home with three family members who are all about you every day. When I got home, all I heard was what I had learned in school today and how many points I had scored on the exam. It's a pity that I don't have a brother like you to enlighten. Biaso also took care of me out of kindness. ”

"So, why don't you talk to your mom and dad when you get home? Every night at the dinner table, Mom and Dad always talk about something that doesn't go well or is happy, and even my brother doesn't refuse. I asked with concern.

However, you shake your head, "That's too extravagant for me." Sometimes, just talking about interesting things happening at school will immediately change the topic to studying. I don't know what else is left of my world besides studying. ”

"Is it hard to study over there? You're only in junior high school, right? ”

"Hmm. My classmates have been making up classes for a week. It is said that school ends at four o'clock every day from Monday to Friday, and tutoring and homework at half past five until eleven o'clock. Saturdays and Sundays are full-day tuition. In the most recent test, there has been an increase in all subjects, and there are almost 10 places in the top grades. ”

I exclaimed, innocently asking you.

"Then he must be very high, right?"

You seem to smile sarcastically at that person, "There are one hundred and eighty people in the whole grade, and he has just reached a hundred and a hundred in this test." Parents also felt that the money was well spent, and when I inquired about the amount of money, it cost 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. ”

"Then he must be stupid." I felt helpless about the man.

But you say, "He's smart." Knowing how to deal with people, except for the problem of grades, the teacher likes him very much. ”

"......I see, it's his parents who are laughing at you."

"Are Chinese parents like this?" I'm starting to dislike the Chinese.

"The education system is like this, and parents are forced to be helpless." After all, everywhere you look at the results. ”

I began to realize the unfairness of the world, and in the spirit of curiosity, I continued to ask him.

"What do you think is the proudest thing about your country?"

You thought about it for a while, and it seemed difficult to answer. In the end, four advantages were spat out.

"The military is strong, there are many special delicacies, the country has a long history, and the city is safe."

"Isn't that enough?" I think it's already very good.

"Of course! Because they are national merits. Not a social merit. ”

"What about social merit?"

You keep your mouth shut. I understand that this question is no longer a difficult question, but that it is impossible to answer at all.

After a moment of silence, you startled me by suddenly speaking.

"At least in my eyes. My life, where I am. It's full of programming, going to and from school day after day, just standing at a relatively different time to see the same scenery. The annual event, except for sitting in the same place on the main path, has a painless change in reality, and it is still the same tone. ”

I suddenly feel sorry for you, but I'm afraid of hurting you. I want to know what you crave. You say without thinking that you desire purity and freedom.

When I got back to reality, I told my brother the same question. My brother seemed to be lost in thought, and he answered them for me one by one.

He said he had a lot of Asian students at his school. Many of them were sent by Jackie Chan because of their superstitious belief in foreign education. There is also a part of it that is for real learning, and there is also a part of it for gilding.

To be honest, my brother couldn't understand the Asian obsession with the horror of children, at least very few of his classmates from the Americas or Europe who were bothered by it.

What struck him the most strange thing was that it was just a small test, and an Asian student with a high score in the test actually looked arrogant. However, after all, this is Texas, and many locals can't get used to seeing this kind of look, and after beating him, he actually cried and sued the teacher.

In addition, he asked a Chinese student with whom he was close to him. There are many people who study well on their side, and any student from a prestigious school can explain many difficult problems in a head-to-head manner. However, as long as there is a certain level of culture in society, the starting level of the two is not much different.

What makes him even more puzzled is the ghost gate called the college entrance examination. The Chinese student said he had seen with his own eyes a girl who jumped off a building and committed suicide because she had failed an exam. It seems that this level called the college entrance examination is something that can determine a person's life.

My brother didn't know what to make, so he just said it silently.

"Giving up your life because you are evading your responsibilities....... I suddenly couldn't blame her. ”

I could feel my brother's mixed feelings, but he still had to answer them for me. He seemed to know something when it came to the ranking of grades.

"Do Asian parents think that their children are unique and peerless geniuses? I don't deny the argument that '99 percent perspiration plus 1 percent talent'. But everyone's talents are different, and the path they are taking is also different. ”

When I asked my brother what he thought was good about the country, he suddenly smiled. He said to me, "What I like about my life with yours is the beauty of this country."

And in society, my brother just expressed his personal opinion. He believes that there is no good or bad in any kind of society, and if we insist on saying it, there will be no advantages in society, and there will be no possibility of better development.

For the purity and freedom you desire, he gave a stern evaluation.

Order always brings peace, and freedom always brings joy. But order is necessary, and freedom is arbitrary. So the order will only continue to oppress freedom until the extreme.

Obviously, my brother is also a liberal, and he doesn't deny that this is an 'over-liberal view'.

Later in the game, the elder brother does not interfere with the actions of the Eternal Eye. Sure enough, in the end, the Eternal Eye began to oppress, squeezing freedom and trying to unify the whole world. And the Dawn Emblem representing freedom appeared, but the Dawn Emblem wanted to make everyone equal, and also to distribute all those powerful things. Of course, the great powers are not happy, because in this world they are strong, they have self-interest, so they united and started a crusade.

Unfortunately, the idea of the Emblem of Dawn was supported only by those who lived in this world, and those who were enthusiastic players objected to him.

The Emblem of Dawn, which is single-minded in its desire to achieve its ideals, is thus overwhelmed by millions of players.

My brother got the results he expected, and he sent the official advice to everyone to follow their hearts.

After being adopted, players began to make no secret of their jealous and brutal side.

Brother, he finally realized. Whether it is order or freedom, when it reaches the extreme, it is a disaster. People only deserve to feel a little freedom in a frame. Even if they feel unfree, there's nothing they can do.

Just because people are greedy!

You and your brother stop paying attention to the changes in the world and start studying the wonders of the world. Eventually, you use your knowledge to help your brother create the parasite.

And what exactly a parasite is was only known two years ago......

It was also at that time that you had seen through the creatures called humans. And I hate it because there are so many human beings.

I'm sorry to start talking about this now, so be prepared.

Since my brother had the parasite, he used its power to easily get into a prestigious university. During this time, he wanted to participate in the army, and after three months of study, the officer sent a message that he was a good fit to be a killer. He alone knocked down all the officers who had brought him from a squad, and the other officers who rushed to help were without exception.

Probably thinking of him as a genius, a government official came and told him that there was a school called 'New World' in a certain place that was not marked on the map of the world, and told him to try it there.

Half a year later, he returned at the age of eighteen. I look at him like a refreshing eggplant. I asked him what the hell was going on.

He said that those who could stay in that place and complete two-thirds of the graduation credits were already elites from the outside world. There are no people who are diligently treated as laborers or just to stay, in short, there are all kinds of people there.

He won several first places in the European school district and wanted to meet the principal. The mysterious headmaster not only showed up, but also gave him two words as 'stubborn' as an evaluation.

When my brother returned, he told me that I could become a god in this world with the power of parasites, because parasites are the power of gods. I didn't quite understand, but my brother patiently explained it to me.

We began to try, and in the end what you see as annihilation is the merger of the two of us.

Trapped in the cage of annihilation, I found my brother becoming more and more obsessed with this power. In reality, he also became crazy, I can't say what kind of madness, but I can be sure that my nose can smell a dangerous breath.

That day, I secretly hid in the forest to peek at you and the peach orchard out of the desert. The two of you said something, and then hugged and kissed each other. I'll come to you when she's gone.

I asked, "....... you with her?"

After the virtual shell, your voice did not fluctuate, "She successfully deceived all of us, I just rewarded her a little." ”

"What do you mean?" I don't know why.

"Nothing. What are you looking for from me? "You changed the subject.

I also think it's appropriate to get down to business first. I confess to you my uneasiness about my brother. You expressed your understanding, and at the same time you said something that you had come up with a long time ago.

Of course I know it's brutal. But what Annihilation wants is to control the world, to treat everyone as lower creatures, and he knows what this world came into being.

There is still some bit of integrity in you, so in order to put an end to this, you tricked all the guild masters into declaring war on annihilation. Unfortunately, you failed. But in the end, you used the parasite to interfere with annihilation.

My brother and I were separated, and when I came back to reality, I saw a message from you.

You told me to restrain my brother immediately, or something terrible would happen.

Trust me, I didn't even take anything. rushed out of school and ran to the station, called my parents and didn't answer them. It's been two hours since I got home in a hurry.

It was autumn and winter, and there were already a few stars blinking in the sky. In a panic, I pushed open the door of the house, and it was as dark as an endless abyss.

I walked down the stairs with my fingers out of sight, and the tip of my nose smelled at the tip of my nose. When I came to the door of my brother's house, it was open. Swallow a mouthful of saliva into your stomach and sneak in.

Oh my God!!

No wonder I can smell that, my mom and dad........ Killed by this devil!

He held a sharp steel knife in his hand, and red blood was still dripping from the blade. Falling in a pool of blood, a bright red flower bloomed.

I immediately retracted my head, and my head was full of blood spilling from my father's mouth and his face was pale. Tremblingly, I took out the mobile phone in my pocket, and wanted to call you, but my palms were shaking!

Because just now the tips of Mom's fingers were still trembling, and she was still trying to touch the devil's feet!

Ha~Hu~Ha~Hu~........

I tried my best to keep the sound of my deep breaths to a minimum, and no matter how panicked I was at my fingertips, I clicked on the call with you. Fortunately, I brought this headset before, and I slowly plugged it in, hoping that you would answer the phone.

When you connect and ask a question, the devil moves.

He stood in the shadows, the knife in his hand, his eyes glowing.

"My dear brother. Don't hide. I already know you're behind. ”

I don't know if this is a radical general, but I desperately want to escape, because my brain is occupied by fear. I immediately stood up and ran downstairs.

The ghostly figure behind him appeared in just a dozen seconds!

He grabbed my clothes with one hand, and the cold blade stiffened my spine.

"Why did you kill your parents?" I bite the syllables out with all my might.

His cold voice told me, "Adults will take everything away from us when they find out about our world." So they must die! ”

"But that's our ......."

"It's just human."

It was as if Satan had come upon him, and he could utter such dehumanizing words.

I knew that if I didn't do something, this crazy devil would kill me too. I don't want to die yet! I'm scared!

I strengthened the little faith that kept swaying in my heart, turned my head, and a light flashed, and my eyes were cut by the blade!

Blood came out of my eyes, and my left eye was pitch black! It really hurts! He really wants to kill me!

Fortunately, I had already turned around, and you yelled in my ear, pulling my consciousness back. With a slam kick, I slid down the stairs, and was able to get up and continue to escape, except for a little skin on my back.

You told me to run to the kitchen, and all I had left in my head was your command. Coming to the corner of the kitchen, the devil approached step by step with a knife in his hand.

You asked me to prepare two glass bottles, and I took out two of Dad's most cherished red wines. The moment he made his move, my body came to the fore. Except for a slash in the chest that began to bleed, one of the wine bottles smashed on the stove as you commanded him to scare him.

I didn't have time to rejoice, and you ordered me to run upstairs and hide under the bed. I yelled at you that you were trying to kill me. But the body listened to you, and you hid in the house.

The devil was right behind me, and when he bent down and stabbed the knife, you told me to get out. At that moment, he probably felt a surprise, the knife was retracted, and I jumped up at the right time, and I heard a click in my ear, and the bottle fell on his head and smashed him into a daze.

You told me to close the door at once, go get a knife, open the stove and jump out of the nearest window. I did it all, and in the end, you made me block the door.

I held the knife in my hand and asked you loudly.

"Are you trying to get me to scare him with a knife? I think it's the right to block the window on the other side where I'm jumping, right? ”

You calmly replied to me, "You were asked to turn on the stove just to burn down the house, and you can jump out so quickly, presumably the window is so close." The fire had sealed the window, and it was hard for him to run to the other side and jump out when he went to observe. I still have alcohol on my body, and it's hard to get caught in a fire. ”

"Then you let me guard the door......."

"Because jumping out of the window on the building will definitely die, so he has to go out through the front door."

You're a soothsayer, and it didn't take long for you to say that. The door I blocked began to pound violently, and you exclaimed, worthy of him. It took only thirty seconds to find the fastest and only exit from such a desperate situation.

He slammed the door with all his might, and the madness that lost his mind eventually pushed me some distance. I turned my head and saw that five fingers of one hand were already attached to the crack in the door.

I pressed hard, but he still wouldn't give up.

The purpose of asking me to take the knife is to cut off his last hope of survival. But I was afraid, my hands could not be self-sufficient. The knife is even about to start killing me.

In the end, it was your loud shout that shocked me into a blank head. Somehow I cut off the devil's finger.

The house was filled with his wails, and I did everything I could to get out of this place.

I was rolling in the wheat field and felt a sharp pain in my feet, only to realize that my foot had broken as it left under the bed. But I have to run out, I'm going to run away.

I came to the familiar church and interfered with the memory of the priest and many people with the power of parasites. Later, when someone came to check the population, I also used parasites to fool around.

The next day with a cast on his foot. I was lying in an orphanage, and this time you contacted me.

I wonder why my brother is like this.

You reveal the most unforgiving reality.

That world is meant to show another self and vent the pain in your heart. And the parasites you have created are nothing more than a little cleverness, clever use of a part of the system, and guide everyone's wisdom to help you solve the problem. And with that comes the negative emotions of the crowd.

All of this negative emotion is a child, who wants to protect the world from adults, so they create a lie that an eighteen-year-old can't touch the game.

However, my brother was eighteen years old when he died.

Nowadays, I often follow my brother's example and give some truth to many children in orphanages. The dean is an old nun, and as long as she completes her daily prayers, she will always smile knowingly and give you the freedom you desire.

But....... For this freedom, I lost the most important thing in my life in exchange. If that's the price, I'd rather give up that freedom.

That's the way it is. I should thank you for saving me. May the Lord bless you. You're hungry too, don't worry, I'll add you up. There is nothing wrong with what you do.

Finally, you told me something. You say that will change everything for you as well. You say, there's another electronic locker in your room. The password above is TX109. Derived from the letter T of our last name and the letter X of your last name, the day we first met was January 09.

Therefore, TX109........

To be continued........