When Mu Yuanfei walked out of the door, he never thought that he was bumping into someone.

The man was tall, big, big enough to block out the light in the hallway, and the shadow alone could overwhelm Mu Kitefei. Mu Yuanfei couldn't see him clearly, because his whole body was tightly wrapped in a cloth with black dark lines, and he also wore a huge cloak like a black hole, which embraced his face in the darkness without revealing anything.

"I'm sorry."

The sound was made by Mu Yuanfei.

The man in front of him did not reply, he stopped there, like a bell.

He seemed to be looking at Mu Yuanfei.

Mu Yuanfei politely leaked some apologetic smiles, and followed past the person to where she wanted to go.

She was gone, but the man in the hallway stood there as petrified, and for a long time he could only hear him whispering, "Like." ”

"It's so similar."

As he finished speaking, he grinned, revealing his blood-stained fangs, and burst into a sinister grin.

"His smile is so ugly."

Mu Yuanfei held a transparent glass and placed it on the door, her ears were pressed against it.

"Truth be told, his smile is even more ugly."

Lovender leaned back on the upholstery sofa and was flipping through a book.

“…… Anyway, why do you have a book to read? ”

"Well, the old horse put it in my luggage. One set, this is the last one, I haven't finished reading it yet. ”

"Gan, is it a novel? Why don't I have it, I also want a novel to read. ”

Mu Kite flew over and snatched the book away with some indignation.

She wanted Kangkang to be a good thing.

"What is "About the Unspeakable Reason and the Seven Unspeakable Mysterious Travelers"? There is also a comment - 'Awesome praise is on sale☆', is this really so good-looking? ”

"Let's see what happens." Lovend took the book back, "Everyone's tastes are different. What I like you may not like. ”

"Okay."

"By the way, are you here for something?"

"Forehead ......"

As soon as Mu Yuanfei entered the door, he didn't immediately finish what he said he was going to do, but took the glass to eavesdrop on the movement of the person outside the door. But nothing was heard except for the unsettling laughter. The original good draft and psychological construction have been forgotten a lot.

Fortunately, she didn't come over to "confess" on a whim, and after thinking about the wording a little, she made things clear in a few words.

She came here firstly to find him Lovend to see if he could help her pack things, and secondly about the game dungeon.

Luckily, first, Lovend does seem to have a bit of research on that part scattered all over the place, and second, Lovend also has something to say about the game copy.

"I remember something." Lovend tried to spell that thing, "You used to 'play games' with yourself a lot. ”

"Huh? How so? ”

"It's literally 'playing a game.'"

Lovend spoke unhurriedly, and the work in his hands was unhurried. In fact, when he saw the box of parts, he already had a bottom in his heart, as for whether it was or not, he still had to rely on spelling it out to know.

"Sometimes you make your own games to play, and there aren't many of them. I remember one of them was a fighting class, which you designed with Hilarily, and there was a gladiatorial arena in it, which was divided into several modes, solo clearance, team farming, infinite brawl, free creation, well-did you see a part that looked like a screw, had a flower on its head, or a star? Forget it, help me pick them out. ”

He paused, thinking about the splicing of the parts in front of him. Mu Yuanfei helped him take out the parts he requested, classified them according to their length, and stacked them neatly in front of the table next to him. Looking at the parts lined up in front of him, the thread of thoughts in the depths of Lovend's heart was suddenly touched, and he fell into the whirlpool of memories for a while.

This thought comes and goes as fast as it comes. Then he continued.

"The game was so well received when it was made - in the base - your homemade mini-games were all circulated within us. Gloria is a big fan of the game, and one of her favorite things to do is work with Marcellus to design topographic maps and stumble each other. Excuse me, help me find a hollow round gear about 3mm in size, I just saw that it was still in this corner...... That's right, that's it, thank you. ”

Lovend gently snapped the tiny part where it should be, and then began his one-sided narrative.

"However, you're not interested in this, I mean the combat part of this fighting game, you prefer the plot, originally the plot of this game is the main body, and the combat is just a spice in it, who would have thought that Hillarie's combat system is really well designed...... Therefore, the plot and combat are separated, and the plot story has set up a separate mode, followed by the combat system for Hilarily, derived from the 'infinite brawl' and 'single player' just mentioned. ”

"Uh-huh." Mu Yuanfei smiled, "In this way, I am not a very good 'storyteller'." ”

"That's not the case...... You didn't have that experience before. Lovend paused for a moment, "Actually, I don't really understand how you created those worlds before, as if you take out a bunch of data and accumulate it, and a ball that symbolizes the world appears, and then you put it there, and it naturally starts to develop internally...... After all, does that pile of data you pulled out already contain your construction of the world's plot? ”

"Well, I don't know what you said." Mu Yuanfei spread his hands, "I've 'forgotten'." ”

"When you think of 'forgetting', when you enter these game worlds, you will do 'forgetting' processing."

"Huh? What is 'forgetting processing'? ”

"It's forgetting. Because you said that you can't go in with the memory that you are the founder of this game world, it is too boring to play, and what will happen has been predicted in advance, which greatly reduces the fun of the game, so every time you go to play, you will 'empty' your memory and go in for nothing. That's what you say, that's fun. ”

"Oh~"

Mu Yuanfei replied thoughtfully, rubbing a small object out of nowhere.

"There is also 'substitution', which is the replacement of the original memory with a false memory. It seems to be being used by you for something, eh...... In a world where there is a need to 'cross', that is, you will think that you are a person from that world, and then once you travel to another world, and then try to return to the original world, but in fact, the world you think is not the world you want to go back to at all, probably so, I don't know very well, after all, these are all made by you, just for your own amusement when you are bored. No one else has ever been in but you. ”

Suddenly, hearing this, Mu Yuanfei's movements on his hands froze.

It turned out, it turned out.

I see.