Where is this?

The little boy was in a building with a big "tencent" sign, and when he saw this, what was the strange bird with a red scarf around his neck and his feet standing upright? Why don't you have feathers on your body, a black back, and a white belly.

The little boy walked aimlessly, and the people in the building were very busy, all of them looked hurried, holding a small square or a larger flat brick in their hands, and the kind that could be released and closed, and the dark screen suddenly lit up, which scared the little boy.

The people here didn't seem to be able to see him or hear what he was saying, and the little boy was a little frustrated.

Walking and walking, the little boy walked to the door of a studio, as if there was a force in the dark calling the little boy to come here, the door said "Tianmei Studio", through the door, the people inside were discussing what parameter settings, cheating krypton points, target groups, planning activities and the like, and some people shouted: Have the illustrations provided by the outsourced illustrator been handed in?

The little boy continued to walk deeper

The Glory of Kings project team, these seven big words are in sight.

Glory of Kings?

The little boy reacted to these four words, he felt very familiar with the glory of kings, and a voice in the back of his head kept prompting him.

When I came to the area of the Honor of Kings project team, I saw two strange dolls at the door, the shape was similar to the strange bird I saw just now, but the appearance changed, a bit like Xiao Kun and himself.

Continuing inside, there was a portrait printed on the wallcovering, and the little boy looked at a few of the images that seemed very familiar, but he could only remember his own name, and nothing else.

"Who am I? Where I came from, and where I am going? ”

The little boy asked himself and Xiao Kun this question more than once, but unfortunately they didn't know what the answer was.

Perhaps the answer will be available in the near future.

One of the individuals in the project team sat in front of a rectangular table with some Q dolls on their table, and the sharp-eyed boy spotted his Q version of himself.

"Is this me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

……

There was no response, and the little boy forgot that the people here could not hear his words and could not see his own people, and the unspeakable loneliness struck and enveloped the little boy's whole body.

"Is it only Xiao Kun who can accompany you?"

The little boy calmed down for a moment and continued to look around.

A group of people sat around, and the little boy counted them, and there were ten of them.

What are they doing?

The little boy was intrigued, and when he walked in, he saw that each of them was holding a square with a graphic display on it, and inside it were small people who could move.

There were voices from inside the cube box,

first blood

Double Kill

Trible Kill

Ultra Kill

Panta Kill

Lewd development don't wave

Steady, we can win

……

People are chattering: "Test, test, let's see if there are any bugs in this version, if there is no test for a week, we will send the experience server, let the majority of players help us test it, and if there is no problem, we will officially release it." ”

The little boy seemed to see himself in the cube box, which made him curious, but no one would answer for him.

Inside an office

"There is a serious imbalance in the various positions of the version these days, so let's do something about it."

"Wu Zetian is too strong, it's better to weaken it."

The sound of a fierce quarrel kept coming, and the little boy walked in curiously.

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate, Wu Zetian is a symbol of our krypton, the price is clearly marked at 2000RMB, who will return the krypton gold after it is cut."

An excited voice sounded: "Why don't we cut Miyamoto." ”

"Okay, that's it."

"It's our tradition to cut Miyamoto from generation to generation, right, if it's a tradition, we have to continue it."

The little boy walked around this building a lot in a day, and every time he found someone talking about the glory of kings or holding a strange cube box horizontally, and the way he put his hands on it violently, a little bit of light emitted from the top of his head, with colorful colors, with pitch black, gray colors, these points of light floated upwards for a while, and then disappeared into the void.

"Xiao Kun, am I dreaming again?"

A pet that looked like a small whale next to the little boy nodded at the big head.

"Xiao Kun, let me tell you, the dream I had today is amazing, that world has a strange iron box, and people can come and go freely while sitting in it. There are also strange cube boxes, where you can hear other people's voices from thousands of miles away, and ......"

The little boy kept talking about what he had seen and heard in his dream, and unconsciously hugged Xiao Kun, who was twice as big as him.

It's so lonely, as I just said, where did I go, who am I?

The little boy only remembered that his name was Zhuang Zhou, and since the first moment he opened his eyes in this world, Xiao Kun appeared beside him, accompanying him inseparably, and protecting himself from fighting those dark monsters.

In the dark forest at night, when darkness hit, Zhuang Xiaozhou only felt that the emptiness and loneliness were more intense than during the day.

"Good night, little kun."

"Huh~"

Zhuang Xiaozhou could only continue to fall asleep and relieve his loneliness by dreaming.

In his dreams, he could see many strange worlds, and on one occasion, he had a dream in which he turned into a butterfly, which made him think about a question for a long time.

"Is the butterfly me, or am I the butterfly?"

"Is it the butterfly that dreams of me and becomes me, or whether I dream of becoming a butterfly,"

"Did I encounter this world in a dream, or was the world my dream in the first place?"

Zhuang Xiaozhou opened his eyes again, is he in a dream now? Maybe.

He was in a huge academy, and everything seemed to have just been built, and many of the buildings were empty.

"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi is far away. ……”

Reading aloud came out of a house, which made Zhuang Xiaozhou interested, walked into the room and sat down, is this a classroom?

An old man with a long white beard on the stage was writing beside him, exactly what the seven guys in the audience who looked to be about the same size as him were reading.

"If you don't teach, sex is migration. The way of teaching is to be specialized. ”

Four men and three women, seven little ones continued to read.

"Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will be cut off. ”

These words seemed to make sense, Zhuang Xiaozhou was interested, and he also read them together.

The old master's ears moving on the podium moved like the sound of the 8th person reading?

How is this possible, in addition to what he thought was seven little guys in the classroom, could he have Alzheimer's? When the time comes, you can find Bian Que and ask him to check his body properly.

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