The glow hourglass sat quietly in front of the window, a pile of unfinished spells on the table in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His eyes were fixed on the sea of ice outside the window, and his heart still echoed with what the young man said that day.

"These AIs, they are no different from humans except they have no physical body, they cry, they laugh, they have love and friendship in their hearts, although their memories can be modified, but the personality, thoughts and feelings that exist in their souls will not be erased by anything."

Yes, they're no different from humans.

Human beings were created by nature, and they were created by man.

They are all living beings, and the difference is only in the virtual and the real.

No, it's not true to say that it's the difference between virtual and real.

Because their day-to-day routine may seem like a perfectly working cog in the eyes of human beings, but for them, that is their reality.

"Any life with feelings is worthy of awe, no...... It should be that any life is worthy of awe, even if they live in a virtual world. The glow hourglass put down the brush that was preparing.

Now he is not suitable for such a thing.

Thinking about these things, the glow hourglass remembered what Gardenia had said to him.

"Don't be stupid, this is a game, Cranberry is a person, and the Holy Maiden is an NPC, which is more important, I can still tell which is more important, you don't put the cart before the horse."

Put the cart before the horse?

At this moment, in the heart of Glow Hourglass, he has a new definition of the word, and also a new definition of the relationship between players and NPCs in this world.

That's right, Cranberry is a person, and the Holy Maiden is an NPC, so which is more important?

Obviously, it is naturally the saint's side that is more important.

Why?

In fact, the first sentence of Gardenia's original words can already solve this problem very well.

Because here, it's the game world.

In this game world, there is a very special rule, so special that the glow hourglass feels a little unfair.

That's right, the rule is that the player can be resurrected when they die, but the NPC is really dead when they die.

After all, this is a virtual game space for us, but for those NPCs, this is all they have.

Therefore, this rule actually has no sense of disobedience, and it is even very much in line with the world.

After all, games are for real-life people.

So, since this is the case, it can also be explained at the same time.

The player's life is lowly and insignificant in this world.

And the life of an NPC is precious and needs to be cherished.

Yes, it is precisely because of this rule that the value of life can be so thoroughly divided.

It's incredible.

It is clearly a decree created for the benefit of mankind, but it has made human life low.

"I think it's time to get down to business." The glow hourglass drove the blank rune paper on the table to the edge of the table, and then pulled out a few rune papers that had never been exposed.

The awakening of the value of the lives of the two just now made the glow hourglass realize a little.

As long as the player is willing, there is no boss that cannot be taken.

The reason for this lies in the fact that the player can be resurrected indefinitely.

They can work around the clock on a target until that target falls.

If, in the process, the player dies and falls down, then go and level up again.

Moreover, the players are a huge group, and the power of the group is immeasurable.

After all, the player is the one who takes the lead in a game.

Without foot traffic, even the best shopping malls have to close.

"First of all, I need to move myself up." The brush in Glow Hourglass's hand clenched, and his goal was clear, "At least, it must be better than Gardenia's group." ”

He knew that he would never be able to defeat the Eternal Night Threshold Song in terms of training, and for this kind of core player, if he had to fight her one day, he could only rely on the characteristics of his class to outwit her, rather than attack.

After all, the Spellcaster profession is a profession with infinite possibilities.

On his body, an unexpected light may shine at any time.

Silver-blue ink drew a madness on the paper, and the glow hourglass was now being made, a special spell he had never thought he would make before.

It was a kind of charm that was more supportive, and for the character of the glow hourglass, he didn't really want to be an auxiliary character, so he never thought about these things.

Moreover, the amount of mana and ink consumed by this spell was by no means comparable to that of ordinary spells, and for the glow hourglass, it was somewhat more than worth the loss.

But now, he saw a clear fact.

If he really needs to expand his strength, what he needs is to master all the spells, not to give up selectively because of his preferences.

We can't do anything like this anymore.

If he still lived a half-hearted life like before, then he would never be able to protect the safety of the saint.

Although the saint does not need him to protect it.

But there is always nothing wrong with going in that direction.

After all...... Who can predict the limits of a player's strength?

There are too many people who have been able to kill gods throughout the ages.

And in the game, someone has already done something like this.

Therefore, no matter how strong the Holy Maiden is, no matter how close she is to the level of the world boss, she will still be defeated by the persistent players.

"Knock knock." There was another knock on the door.

After yesterday's incident, the glow hourglass was no longer sure who was standing outside the door.

Cranberries? Or is it Gardenia?

At that time, the glow hourglass didn't think much about it when he lived in this house, so he didn't install such a thing as a cat's eye.

Now, however, he desperately wants a cat's eye.

Ever since the announcement of the system and Gardenia's visit that day, he began to feel that his sense of security was fading bit by bit.

Eventually, he mustered up the courage to ask the question.

"Who?"

It was a phrase he would never say before.

"It's me, Cranberry, or do you think someone else else will come?"

The little girl's sweet voice permeated every crack of the wooden door and flowed into the quiet room.

"Whew-" Glow Hourglass breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, just push the door in." ”

With the familiar 'squeak' sound, a little girl jumped in.

"Uncle Hourglass, what's wrong with you today, are you not well?" Cranberry looked at the glow hourglass, whose face was a little wrong compared to usual, and said with concern.

"Cranberry, let me ask you a question." Glow Hourglass said as she looked down at Cranberry.

"What?" Cranberries also looked at it.

"What do you think is the difference between the saint and us?" He asked solemnly.

"The difference? She is a holy sister, and we are her people. Cranberry said with a smile.

"What else?"

"Other than that? So what else could there be? “

Cranberry looked at the glow hourglass with a pair of big innocent eyes, and her eyelids flickered.