"What, what do you mean?"

"It means ......"

Lovend touched the soft little head, and secretly thought in his heart that it was fortunate that there was no hair, otherwise with this soft touch, he would have to bald this little thing. Thinking so, he involuntarily inserted his fingers into his hair, well, TOEFL TOEFL, still very dense.

"Hey."

The will looked at his sudden movements, knowing that he was in a state of mind but didn't know where to run. It stretched out its little short hand and punched Lovender in the chest: "So, what is it? ”

In fact, that punch was very intimidating, at most a ball of cotton gently scratched his chest, but the will could rely on this "scratch" to transmit a sufficient amount of pain to Lovend. Therefore, this blow can be described as enough to choke.

"Hmm...... You bad boy......" Lovend snorted, "it hurts......"

"The pain is right~ Hmph! Let's see if you dare to get distracted next time! ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, the little ones don't dare anymore." Lovend hurriedly brought the topic back to the so-called simulation degree of the Ten Saints Game, "To put it simply, in the game, the realism of the world is still relatively high, very close to a world with a complete civilization. However, our abilities are always limited, and this small game world is just a corner of the world. Outside of the game world, there is still an endless desert. Therefore, even if someone with data does not want to participate in the game and intends to defect, they will not live long. Hunger, water shortages, disasters all make it 'destroyed'. ”

"So ......"

"Therefore, in this simulation world, there are not only those who have data, but also the data of the data-makers, such as their families, friends, colleagues, etc., who are not participants in the game, in order to enrich the world, and we call them 'helpers'. Menarlyev's sister, Hilarili, was one such helper. ”

As he spoke, Lovend took out a box of cookies from a drawer, opened the lid and let Will hold it and eat it. "In addition, each data person has a very detailed background setting, here, there may be class, there may be rich and poor, there may be strong and weak. As a result, there are many ways in which one datamaker can 'destroy' another, not just by doing it directly. ”

"Not limited to 'personal and direct destruction'? For example? ”

"Why don't you take a guess?"

It's like a student who is suddenly selected to answer a question in class, and his will suddenly becomes tense. It stretched out its little short hand, held its head and thought for a while, and said, "For example, a data person born into a wealthy family can buy a murderer to eliminate another data person?" ”

Lovend smiled. "Almost."

"Isn't that the end predestined from the beginning?" Will raised his little short hand still stained with cookie crumbs, a little indignant, "As long as you get a good card as soon as you are born, isn't it destined to be a success?" ”

"yes. You have a point, and the gods have thought of it. Therefore, he also set up an 'awakening' link for all data holders. ”

"Awakening?"

"Yes, Awakening. After entering the game world, the data people do not know that they are data people, and they will live according to the rules of life arranged for them by the world, until the day of 'awakening' comes. ”

Lovend also picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth. "When they wake up, they will gain the original abilities of the data writer, and know that all of this is fake, and their ultimate goal is to win the game, not to live this life in peace with those so-called family and friends. Of course, the number of collaborators in the world is far greater than that of the data, so those who awaken to the data must hide themselves from detection and then find the right opportunity to take out their competitors. If...... That competitor hadn't woken up yet, and that was wonderful for them. ”

"Is that so?"

The will is a little sudden sadness.

"Lovend, the data person after awakening sounds so ruthless."

"That can't be helped, because that's what they were born for. If someone else dies, then they are 'destroyed'. ”

He closed the cookie lid.

"Alright, Will. Do you have any questions? ”

"Hmm...... I would like to ask, what is the original ability of the data person? ”

"The original ability? That's a lot of variety, some are several times more powerful than ordinary people, some can stop time for 3 minutes, and some can manipulate water, I remember, just now in the Ten Saints game, Menarliev almost died at the hands of this person who can manipulate water data, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, so he awakened his ability and successfully killed that person. ”

"What are Menarlyev's abilities?"

"Huh? To put it simply, it's just a cannon. ”

"Hit? What the? ”

"His hands can be transformed into the weapon he wants, hot or cold, for five minutes, provided that he is very familiar with the weapon he wants to change next, or if his left hand touches it."

Lovend stood up. "Menarliev's favorite thing to use is a bazooka or a grenade launcher, oh, and Gatling, he prefers to take out his opponent neatly."

"Uh...... I ......"

"Okay, I've got something to do. I'll talk about any questions when I get back. ”

Lovend put his will in his chair.

"By the way, help me to urge Comrade Menarliev, who has been dormant in his room for almost a week, and warn him for me that if I do not receive the 'World Seed' on the twelfth day, I will 'destroy' him. He worked hard to defeat ninety-eight data people and became a winner, didn't he just want to spend twelve days and be cleared by us without leaving anything, right? If that's what he intended, then why didn't he simply 'destroy' the other data in the game in the first place? Wouldn't that be a hassle-free? ”

"And what if he's done? Will it stay? ”

"When I'm done......," Lowender pondered, "congratulations to him—he was honorably 'destroyed' after his contribution." ”

"Huh?" Three question marks popped up on the head of the will, "Isn't this 'destroyed' horizontally and vertically?" If I were Menarliev, I would be dead left and right, and I would still write a head?"

"You can't say that. Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. See how you choose? ”

Lovend touched the will's head.

"Don't look at me like that, it's a god's rule, I'm just a tool to enforce it."

"Hmph."

“…… There's a little bird in the garden, don't you want to go and see it? ”

"Hmph."

“…… I haven't seen any creature-making moves on your part lately, so that little bird—"

"Hmph."

"That's suspicious! There are creatures in the base that you didn't make, and there's no sign of a creature outside...... This, this is something worthy of a first-level warning, I'll report it to the gods right away! ”

"The kite? I got it. ”

The will didn't tell the truth, it lied. "I tried to do it secretly, but I didn't tell you. Don't be so nervous, right? Even if it's an alien creature......"

"You don't understand! It's the alien creatures that are terrifying! Do you know ......?"

Lovend stopped talking.

"Forget it, I still have something to do, I'll go first. Do you remember to help me inform Menarlyev. ”

He hurried away, as if to flee, or to avoid something.

"He must have something to hide from you."

A small voice came from around the corner.

It's the kite.

The will looks at it.

"So, what do you know?"