Chapter 1 The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop

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Recent...... It's boring.

That's right, since Xiao Xia turned into that white projectile last month, I swore that I held -ing's transparent hands and howled: "We must guard Xiao Xia and wait for the day when Xiao Xia returns!" ”

However, people are always inert, aren't they......

In the beginning, I rushed to the second phase of Tomson Mansion like a wild horse after work every day, and then kicked open the conjoined villa under the name of the old cow that I requisitioned, and looked at the transparent spirit that was wandering around the hall worriedly and yelled: "Who! Did Natsu wake up?! ”

It's a pity that at this time, the transparent spirit just waved his hand helplessly, indicating that there was no change, and then continued to exert his strength on the white projectile on the computer table.

"What are you doing?" I wondered as I asked the spirit who kept pushing his palms flat.

"Don't you see me doing my work!" -ing replied impatiently, "I'm going to inject demonic power into Xiao Xia's body so that she can wake up!" ”

"Fagong?"

"Hmm...... Isn't it all like this on TV, the martial arts master has peerless internal strength, as long as he raises his hand like this, and then the person who is used by him coughs up a mouthful of blood, and then slowly wakes up! -ing's eyes lit up: "Didn't Xiao Xia pass on the demon power to me, then I will be equivalent to a martial arts master who has carried the power of a Jiazi, then this skill will definitely ......"

This unlucky child who was poisoned by TVB's bloody martial arts drama!

"Anyway...... Do you know how to inject demonic power? I asked curiously.

“…… I don't know. -ing looked like it was a matter of course.

"So what's the point of you doing this?" I was amazed.

“…… Depend on! Why don't you come?! "The spirits are about to start to run wild, and they are about to turn into fierce spirits.

I immediately wisely chose to shut up.

To be honest, the first time I watched the scene of this transparent spirit sweating and fighting against the sleeping white projectile, it really moved me so much that I almost cried.

But the second time I watched it, I was more indifferent, I simply turned over and sat on the dusty computer desk, which was three inches thick, and watched with interest as I was busy with work.

The third time I saw this scene, I yawned and consciously ran to my free computer to start playing games online.

And then......

Well, no then. For spirits whose lives are close to infinity and have no concept of time at all, it may not matter if I continue to do one thing 24 hours a day, but I am just a small customer service! In addition to caring about Xiaoxia, I also have to go to work, I also have to play games, and I have to go shopping in a small street or something once in a while. So, after about a month, I found that it was really pointless to clock in to work on time every day to see if Xiaoxia woke up, because the progress of things was always the same and there was no progress, so I was very lazy by nature and chose to give up wisely.

Anyway, it's the same result every day, so wouldn't it be nice to go once a month? Anyway, we can't help much, that-ing is full of energy, so it's up to him to toss! Doesn't it mean that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment? Wouldn't it be better to have a surprise and not get up to hope!

I might as well go once in a while, and then I saw that Xiao Xia had changed back, and then gave me a big surprise! Wouldn't that be better? I thought.

So my life went back to the same regular life.

Go to work on time every day, go home to play games, and occasionally ask three or five pig friends and dog friends to come out for a meal or something, how comfortable!

I've completely forgotten about that inexplicable spirit behind me. Although some time ago, I also fantasized about whether I could get that white figure out and taste what it was like to be Superman.

"What are you doing?" -ing kept her hands in a posture of pushing "Fa Gong" flat, and turned her head to look at me with bated breath and a painful and tangled face.

I exhaled slowly, "...... I'm lucky to summon that white figure! ”

Thinking back to the state of mind when I fought with that Asura Black Wing that day, I was quite confident in how to summon the White Shadow.

Well...... Almost......

I roared and slammed my fist into the computer in front of me!

Unfortunately, the expected white shadow did not rush out and wrap around my arm as quickly as I expected, providing me with an earth-shattering power that could only be broken quickly.

So the next moment I could only grin and hold my almost broken hand, jumping and howling miserably.

"Idiot!" The wraith with the face of an idiot gave me such a conclusion.

That's why I fully accepted the fact that as long as I didn't come into contact with those strange supernatural events, the spirit behind it wouldn't come out at all, and it was needless to try to summon it to make me superhuman.

So I simply chose to put it to the back burner.

For me, who didn't have any future plans at all, what happened after three days had nothing to do with me, so I simply chose to forget about these annoying things and return to my normal customer service career.

Such a life is normal and boring.

But isn't there a wise man who said that, life is originally a group of boring people gathering in a boring world to do a boring thing.

So I enjoyed this state of life because I didn't have big ambitions.

However, things in this world are so wonderful and strange, and when I have begun to get used to returning to that simple and uneventful life, the accident inadvertently bumps into me.

This day, as usual, is the last Friday of the month, and it is also the day when I am ready to go after work to see if there is any progress in the "work" of the brainless wraith-ing. I had already packed my backpack early in the morning, stared at the beating second hand of the wall clock on the wall of the customer service center lobby, and silently counted in my heart: "...... Six, five, four, three, two, one......"

"Get off work!" I jumped up and cheered.

"Overtime!" Uncle pushed open the door and snapped.

I kept that excited posture, staring at my uncle who was rushing in.

"Where are you going?!" Uncle said in a bad tone.

“…… I went to get a glass of water and prepared to continue working overtime. I looked unchanged and quietly unloaded my backpack.

My uncle glared at me majestically, snorted in his nose, ignored me, turned his head to all the staff in the customer service center and said, "Brothers, I'm sorry to inform you...... Everyone has to work overtime together this weekend. No way, the reception department can't stand it, and now everyone goes with me to the reception center on the first floor to do the reception of visiting customers! ”

There was a rush of busyness, and everyone ran to the customer service reception center on the first floor.

There was no need for my uncle to say anything, everyone understood the meaning of this order.

For game companies, the customer service reception provided for online game players has always been such as hotlines, faxes, official E-mils, forum Q&A, etc., and try to provide users with remote solution services, so as to avoid users coming to the door as much as possible. But if there is really a situation where a large number of users come to visit in person, there is only one result.

Something is wrong!

Everyone tacitly ran to the customer service reception center. I was in the middle, a little lamenting that my weekend had gone to waste, but there was a hint of curiosity in my heart.

How many years have passed, how can there be a large number of users coming to complain en masse?

I can't help but think of the first day of training on my job, when my uncle took a certain game company that runs "Shocking" as an example, that company was directly smashed by impulsive players because of the improper handling of user visits.

"If you encounter a large-scale door-to-door complaint from a user, it will be listed as the highest level of red alert in the center!!" Uncle's roar that day is still in my ears. I once heard a gossip from a small gossip that my uncle had worked as a customer service in the company where the door and front desk were smashed, and at that time my uncle was just a small customer service like me. So in that out-of-control player door-to-door trouble, the poor uncle was pushed to the front line by his boss to do player communication without any righteousness, and was almost beaten by the out-of-control player.

Am I going to witness a new moment in history when a new player storms the customer service center today? I thought about it narrowly, and then denied my illusions, anyway, our company is also a listed company, according to common sense, it is impossible to make those copycat small game companies low-level operational mistakes, and the probability of leading players to make trouble collectively is really minimal.

It's probably just the uncle of the cup bow snake shadow who is making a fuss about himself!

Not only me, but also the other agents who ran to the customer service center together thought the same.

However, when we opened the door of the customer service reception center, we finally understood why my uncle was so angry.

The reception center was crowded with people.