"It's already 19, but I didn't expect to just rescue a group of people, but I got more play than cleaning up those who did a lot of evil."

Gu Fan thought for a while.

Regarding the hero, perhaps he got the positioning wrong from the beginning.

He always thinks that heroes are mainly to destroy evil, and the more they are destroyed, the higher the degree of play.

There's nothing wrong with that, it's just that he didn't do another point of heroism, saving the victims.

This kind of salvation is not about giving people living in poverty a sum of money to make a better life.

It is to enable those victims in the abyss to live freely.

"With great power comes great responsibility."

This is a line from a movie in Gu Fan's original world.

When he was a child, he took this sentence as the truth, imagining that one day he would become a hero like in the movies.

Eliminate evil and protect the people.

But as he grew older, when he saw that sentence again, he didn't even change his expression in the slightest.

This may be the price of some kind of growth, when being crushed by society, burdened with heavy pressure, everyone deserves to wear a mask of hypocrisy.

There is no longer the innocence that I had at the beginning.

In the first plane, because he has part of the memory of the original owner, he empathizes with the original owner's encounter, so he successfully plays an avenger.

But after coming to this world, all he thought about was to play it as a role-playing game, but he never delved into the core of the character.

Only by truly empathizing with this role positioning is the best play.

"Then let me be a hero of interest."

Gu Fan's eyes gradually brightened.

It's the kind of hero who hides behind the scenes, obscure.

Or the kind of hero who is active in the moment and famous.

He already has a decision.

A slightly cold aura suddenly appeared in Gu Fan's body, only to calm down in an instant.

"Now I'm facing Gilson, and I'm under no pressure."

He felt his body's ability to lift and fell asleep in the antique car.

By the time Gu Fan woke up again, it was noon the next day.

Pulling out a few luxuriously packed food hoses, he began his lunch.

"It's worthy of 20 hope points, and it's not the same grade as the original liquid."

Gu Fan ate it with relish.

Although it can't be compared to the dishes made by Gu Ling'er, it tastes good for this easy-to-carry high-energy food.

"Next, let's go to Uncle Chen's first and see if we can sell these things."

Gu Fan looked at the back seat of the car, the big bag of spars.

Compared with some other vendors, he trusted Uncle Chen more, and naturally he was happy to sell this big bag of spars to Uncle Chen, even if the price was lower, it didn't matter, it was better than any trouble.

Half an hour later, Gu Fan drove to the door of Uncle Chen's store.

"Closed?"

Gu Fan, who was sitting in the car, looked at the locked door and was a little puzzled.

In the past ten years, he has never found Uncle Chen resting in the memory of the original owner, especially at noon, it is impossible to close the door.

He stepped out of the car and took a look, and saw that some dust had accumulated in the doorway.

Stretching out his finger and smearing it on the dust, he saw that there was not a lot of dust, which had obviously not been cleaned up for a few days.

"Excuse me, uncle, are you called Gu Fan?"

A voice interrupted Gu Fan's reasoning.

I saw a little boy about 7 or 8 years old looking at him timidly in a wide coat.

"I am." Gu Fan nodded, and then asked, "Who did you learn my name from?" ”

After hearing Gu Fan's admission, the little boy immediately took out a small black box in surprise.

"The shopkeeper said that if you see your uncle come back, I will give you this box."

"Shopkeeper Grandpa?"

The little boy pointed to the shop next to him and said, "It's the owner of this shop." ”

Gu Fan nodded, stretched out his hand and was about to take the box, but the little boy hid the box behind him.

Seeing this, his eyes sharpened.

Seeing Gu Fan's eyes, the little boy was a little scared, but said stubbornly: "The shopkeeper said that if I give you the box, you will give me the hope order." ”

Gu Fan was speechless, he thought that the little boy was playing tricks on him, but he just wanted to be rewarded.

"How much do you want?" He asked.

"20..."The little boy looked at Gu Fan's eyes, and immediately changed his words: "10 o'clock, 10 o'clock, I've been waiting here for a few days." ”

"This card is for you."

Gu Fan took out a white hope card and handed it directly to the little boy.

After handing the box to Gu Fan, the little boy looked at the balance in the card.

"One...... One hundred hope points? ”

The little boy's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What? I think it's too much, so I'll give it back to my uncle. Gu Fan said with a smile.

"Huh? No more, no less. The little boy said hurriedly.

Then he felt that he had said the wrong thing, and turned and ran out.

As he ran, he said, "I mean thank you, uncle." ”

Gu Fan smiled.

100 points of hope is not too much but not too much, it is enough to keep a little boy full for weeks, but it does not attract the prying eyes of the bad guys because of too many hope points.

Back in the car, Gu Fan took out the box.

The pure black metal box, with a screen on top, as soon as Gu Fan's hand was put up, a password bar appeared on it.

It shows an 8-digit password field and a number of buttons from 1 to 9.

"What's the password?"

Gu Fan entered it a few times very casually, including the first meeting between him and Uncle Chen, as well as the last meeting, or some other important date numbers.

But they all show errors.

He didn't give up and carefully recalled the memories in his head, trying to find the key numbers.

Half an hour later.

Gu Fan put down the box and took a deep breath.

The 8-digit password column, if you want to be right, it will take the year of the monkey.

"Forget it, let's go back first."

He placed the box in the seat next to him and started the car.

"Huh?"

Gu Fan stopped the movement of his hand, and he found a line of numbers under the start bar of the car.