"What do you mean to suddenly understand?" Duan Mo couldn't understand Doudou's statement, "It's not a martial arts novel, is it possible that you can suddenly understand?"

"Uh-huh," Doudou nodded hurriedly, "that's the feeling, whenever I pick up a gun, my body naturally knows what to do." ”

“…… Are you the same?" Duan Mo turned his head to look at Drunken Meng, "You don't look like a person who often touches a gun." ”

"No, I'm a shooting club instructor in the real world." Drunken Dream said calmly: "Most of the guns in the game are some world-famous guns, and I have been in contact with them for a long time."

"Coach?" Duan Mo hurriedly looked at the drunken dream again, his well-proportioned figure and unsmiling personality did look like a coach. But Drunken Dream is the first time to mention things in the real world......

"Why do you suddenly ask these things and want to go back?" Zuimeng delicately rolled up the bacon on his plate and gently put it in his mouth.

"Well, not really." Duan Mo replied honestly, he was probably the most reluctant person to return to the real world among the people here, and he knew very well that when the game was over, he would become the poor boy who had nothing. Instead of living like a dog, it is better to die in a fight.

"I just...... I want to get to know each other. Duan Mo forcibly explained.

"We've been together for so long, and you only now remember to get to know each other?" Drunken dreams are obviously not convinced.

"Now I inquire clearly, if I go out in the future, I will go to you," Duan Mo smiled hippie, and played guerrilla with Drunken Dream - after all, he couldn't tell her about the letter he had received from Ye Xing. Once spoken, the first question Drunken Dream asks is definitely "Who is Ye Xing" instead of "Why be careful of Doudou".

After lunch was over very normally, Duan Mo locked himself in the bedroom again.

Since entering the game, Duan Mo has accumulated countless questions in his mind-

Who created this game?

What was the purpose of the people who created this game?

As a game administrator, why does Liu Ye seem so affectionate to himself?

Is the member of the QUN organization, called Hua Shixiang, the same player as them? Aren't they forcibly pulled into the game world?

Who is Ye Xing? Why does she in the game world seem to be diametrically opposed to Ye Xing at the beginning?

What is wrong with Doudou that Ye Xing should write a letter to tell himself?

The questions made Duan Mo extremely headache, so he simply took a large piece of paper, recorded them one by one, and then fell into deep thought for these lines.

Regarding the first three questions, Duan Mo felt that he had no way to do it completely. The only way he can communicate with the "official" - he calls the creator of the game world - is Liu Ye, but Liu Ye is a one-way connection with himself, and he has only met Liu Ye twice so far in the game: once at the beginning of the game, Liu Ye met Duan Mo as a player, and the other was during the night visit at midnight that day.

But Duan Mo faintly felt that Liu Ye must be monitoring her every move at all times, maybe she was hiding somewhere at the moment and secretly laughing at herself.

Duan Mo closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling his head big for a while.

The game official represented by Liu Ye is the god of this world, they make rules, modify the rules, and completely control the life and death of more than a million players, even a game administrator like Liu Ye can casually take out bug-level props like "Chronolos's Hourglass", not to mention the big bosses behind Liu Ye - Duan Mo even doubted that the big people Liu Ye said were human beings.

Because all the players in this game know that with human technology, it is impossible to create such a real world, let alone forcibly bring millions of people into this game! However, although this game world is extremely real, it is not absolutely perfect - Duan Mo still remembers that he had encountered an open enemy, Nuomi. Imperfection means that this is an artificially created space......

Could it be that those creators are humans and aliens? Immortal? Prehistoric supercivilization?

Duan Mo pondered countless possibilities, each of which seemed to be extremely exaggerated, but it was very likely.

"But what good is it for them to do so?"

Duan Mo crossed out the first question and began to ponder the second one.

He clearly remembers that when he first entered the game, there were 1.5 million players in the entire game world, but under the strict rules of the game, they were quickly eliminated to 1 million, and now, it seems that there are less than 500,000 people left in the entire game. What kind of purpose does such a game that is almost like Gu cultivation want to achieve?

Duan Mo's previous guess was that these players were like gladiators in the Colosseum in ancient Rome, and the games they played were just a show for those creators to watch. But he gradually dispelled this idea - no matter how crazy the Colosseum is, it will not organize a fight of 1.5 million people, not to mention that in the past month, there have been players playing games almost every moment, even if the players are not tired, those spectators should be tired, right?

So if it's not for the sake of viewing, what is it for?

It's definitely not just about killing players, because it's too slow.

It's also impossible to torture the player, otherwise why wouldn't the official directly go to the Ten Tortures of the Manchu Dynasty?

Then there is only one possibility left.

Duan Mo scribbled two words on the paper with a black marker, "Raising Gu".

Third, why does Liu Ye attach great importance to himself?

Duan Mo has also played a lot of online games on weekdays, but he has never seen the existence of a game administrator. It stands to reason that the administrator's job is to maintain the normal operation of the game and debug the bugs in the game.

Duan Mo tried hard to attribute the reason to his outstanding appearance and charm, but after many efforts, he really couldn't deceive himself - Liu Ye definitely had other reasons or purposes.

It's just that Liu Ye is tight-lipped about Duan Mo, and Duan Mo knows that Liu Ye is compared to himself, just like Huang Rong is compared to Guo Jing, there is really more than one rank in the middle, if the little witch doesn't say it, he has no way at all.

Drunken Dream, Doudou, Chunxia and Genji and others were completely unaware of the existence of Willow Leaf, and Duan Mo had no way to discuss with them, so far, there were only two players who knew about the existence of Willow Leaf, that is, Duan Mo and Hua Shixiang.

Duan Mo pondered, and turned to study the common denominator between himself and Hua Shixiang - what kind of traits would people with who would be taken care of by Liu Ye?

Hua Shixiang is elegant and kind on the outside, but in fact he is ruthless, calm and wise; Duan Mo looks stupid on the outside, but he is actually stupid, and there is really nothing in common between the two......

"Alas," Duan Mo let out a long sigh and fell on his back on the bed, extremely depressed. "It's even harder to speculate on what these people think than to ascend to the sky!"

These messy things, Duan Mo has been thinking about since the day he entered the game, and he has always thought that there is no result now. Although Duan Mo was extremely happy and heartless on weekdays, he was actually more anxious than anyone else - this feeling of not knowing anything about the truth made him like a duckweed, floating aimlessly in the vast sea, and one day a big wave hit, he didn't even know why he died.