I looked up and saw a short and fat man in a padded jacket waiting for something on the opposite side of the road.

I crossed the road quickly, and when the other party saw me coming, he asked tentatively, "Chen Liao?" ”

I nodded.

Mo Jianping: "Wang Jingluo said that for the sake of insurance, only you can be trusted here." ”

I was a little confused: "You said that, or did Wang Jingluo invite you here?" "This plagiarism storm is really far from being as simple as it seems.

Mo Jianping: "Get in the car and say, it's cold outside." ”

He turned on the air conditioner in the car to the fullest, and the moisture in it was cold and fogged on the glass. I found out that when I got into the car, there was no third person in the car, and it seemed that for the sake of secrecy, it was true that the less people knew about it, the better.

I got straight to the point and asked, "What the hell is plagiarism?" What is your purpose in looking for me? I'm just a gamer, so I can't help you much. ”

Mo Jianping: "It's not that I'm looking for you. ”

Me: "That's Wang Jingluo?" What kind of dumb puzzle are you guys playing? ”

Mo Jianping: "It's not him, I should say that the person who created this game is looking for you." ”

I almost laughed out loud: "Isn't it Wang Jingluo who created this game?" He was the producer of the game, eight years ago, and still is. ”

Mo Jianping: "Yes, the game was made by him, but we all think that a person from ten years ago is the real founder of this game." Because it was he who inspired the core technology of this game. ”

The next story I heard could not be described as "shocking".

Whenever such a plot is encountered in many cheating or film and television works, the author and director will deliberately keep it and leave it alone, passing it aside, to deliberately create some suspense and adjust the appetite of readers or audiences, but I Chen Liao is not such a person.

In Mo Jianping's description, he and Wang Jinglue have been old friends for 20 years. They were classmates when they were students, and college is also a major. Later, Wang Jingluo continued his studies, and he led the team to develop a game by himself, that is, "Wen Chibi", which was basically unplayed.

In his own words, the gameplay he designed was outdated, and the graphics did not have an advantage, so naturally it gradually became unpopular. Thanks to the fact that the investor was an enthusiast of old-fashioned games, he gave him a fool, and this was the opportunity for this game to be born.

In the next few years, Mo Jianping operated the game with extraordinary dedication, and as for the person who had been playing stand-alone for many years, he later learned that it was actually Wang Jingluo. The latter heard that his good friend when he was a student opened an online game, so he has been silently supporting it, at that time he only knew that the game was bleak, but the version was constantly updated. Little could he have imagined that he was actually the only player left in the game.

So these two brothers, one in order to support the dream of a good friend, insist on playing the game even if it is unbearable, and the other in order to stick to his dream and maintain the honor of the game producer, even if it is difficult, he must maintain the game for the only player. I never thought that this kind of mutual support would become meaningless mutual harm, wasting each other's time and energy. It wasn't until after Wang Jingluo graduated that the two chatted face-to-face that they realized what they had done over the years.

Next, Wang Jingluo planned to make a game, so he invited Mo Jianping to join him. And this game, of course, is the later "Book Title", but when it was created, it was poor and white, and nothing was determined from the name to the mode of the game. One night, Mo Jianping was writing a plan in the office building alone, working overtime until late at night, and on the way home, he saw an amazing scene.

In an alley deep in the road, he saw a man fighting against several people.

Me: "Fighting? What battles? Street ruffians? ”

Mo Jianping shook his head: "No, it's not a brawl, it's a real battle, if you want me to say, that man is like a person who came out of martial arts." ”

Me: "What? ”

Mo Jianping: "Yes, he can slap people to the wall with one palm." ”

Me: "Don't talk nonsense, how is this possible, maybe it's a movie or something." Besides, what about the people he slapped against the wall? Dead? ”

Mo Jianping: "I don't know, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared." ”

Hearing this, I almost threw up: "No, then what do you mean to say, this person who was shot to the wall will not see anyone alive or dead." So what is the basis for what you say? Is there monitoring? Did the surveillance at that place catch it? ”

Mo Jianping: "There is no surveillance in that place, it is very remote, and there are no other witnesses. ”

Me: "After a long time, I still can't prove what you said, forget it, I'll listen to the story, and then what." ”

Mo Jianping: "Then the man seemed to have defeated all the people who were fighting against him, and then he saw me and told me that I had to thank him, because those people actually came to kill me." ”

Me: "??? ”

At that time, Mo Jianping had already been shocked by that man's operation, but in our era of advocating science, someone blatantly violated the laws of physics and played such an unscientific operation. There was no reaction to what the man said, and in retrospect, the man never seemed to want his opponents to walk down the alley to be witnessed by a third person.

Then, the man followed Mo Jianping home without saying a word, and the latter didn't even dare to report to the police because the other party's force was really against the sky. Because what he just witnessed really cannot be explained by science, and it is not certain that the police, who are loaded with guns, must be his opponents.

Me: "And then?" You're going to take him home? ”

Mo Jianping: "If it's you, is there any other way?" ”

Me: "What does that man look like?" Do you still have an impression? ”

Mo Jianping: "How to say it, he looks very handsome, and he looks like a person with a story." ”

Me: "And later?" ”

Later, Mo Jianping asked the man what he wanted to do, what his identity was, and why he could send people flying? The man said, "It seems that he is right, you have never seen anyone like me." Then, he didn't explain his identity, but instead said some strange things, saying that your so-called reality is just a projection of something, and that the purpose of coming to Mo Jianping was to let him bring a letter.

Me: "Faith, what faith?" For whom? ”

Mo Jianping handed over a letter and said, "For you." ”

Me: "What? ”

Mo Jianping: "The man told me to send the letter to an e-sports player named Chen Liao on XX year XX month XX, and then he left, this person he said is not who are you?" ”

And it was very unfortunate that it was just after twelve o'clock today. And the letter clearly wrote the words "to Chen Liao".