Brooke was determined, and naturally it was impossible to listen to Hall's persuasion again. The reason why he said it so ugly was to gag Hale's mouth. Now that Hall has offered to stop meddling, Brooke certainly has no problem.

Of course, he had to listen to Hall's story before he could do it.

Brooke thinks he has heard countless great truths since he was a child, but these things have not changed his life. Now the story that Hall is about to tell will not make any difference.

"It's been ten seconds." Brooke looked at his watch and said to Hall, who was still in the works.

"Have you ever played a computer game?" Hall finally begins his story, which is a bit of a novelty.

"Of course, who hasn't played it?" Brooke replied without hesitation.

"I once bought a game on Steam, and I can't remember the name. It's probably a game of recruiting troops and conquering the world. ”

Seeing Brooke's suspicious gaze at him, Hall reluctantly explained: "The profession of a doctor is very stressful, isn't it normal to play games?" How? Can't doctors play games? ”

Brooke said sorry and motioned for Hall to continue.

If Hall was talking about some kind of life truth, he didn't bother to talk about it. Surprisingly, though, Hall's story was actually a game, which made Brooke a little intrigued.

Men, no matter how old or young, always have a natural hobby for games.

"When I first started playing, I was very serious about scrolling through the map, doing the main quest, and then picking up some scraps and going to the store to exchange money. Even if it's just to get yourself a better weapon, you'll be happy for days. ”

Hall recalls those happy moments. A smile on his face.

"It's a hard game to play. There are no flashy magic or ultimate, and every battle must be solved one after another. But every time a new soldier was recruited. Or to move up the next level, the sense of happiness and pride is simply indescribable. ”

Brooke was intrigued by Hall's story though. But he wondered: Why did Hall say this?

Hall said, the smile on his face suddenly disappearing.

"Later, when I was checking the guide, I accidentally saw the cheat cheats, but I remembered it at a glance.

With cheat mode turned on, initially I just wanted to add some money to myself and get a better mount; But later, I felt that weapons, armor, and armor could be replaced; Later, I felt that the soldier's experience level up was too slow, so I might as well save some time

In short, money is no longer an issue, and soldiers are no longer an issue. I don't need to care about skill in battle. You don't need to care about the political landscape in the game.

In the shortest possible time, I recruited an army that swept the world, and I was invincible from then on. ”

Speaking of this, Hall couldn't help but sigh: "But what can it be? The game has become no fun at all. ”

Hearing this, Brooke's eyebrows jumped.

"And then?"

"After learning the hard way, I turned off the cheat mode and began to work hard again to fight monsters and upgrade, picking up scraps and selling them in the store. Alas, how can there be such a small amount of money? Never mind. Let's turn on the cheat mode. ”

As he spoke, Hall shook his head a little depressed.

"Don't I know what's wrong? No, of course I do. But I couldn't change my mindset because from the moment I started cheating mode. I've ruined this game. ”

Hale looked up at Brooke, who was standing opposite.

"So, Brooke. You don't have to worry about what is right and wrong that I discuss with you. I'm just telling you from my experience with those few days of gaming: there are some things once they start. Don't expect to get out of it, you'll just get deeper and deeper. ”

Hall walked over. He patted Brooke on the shoulder.

"You think going from 0 to 1 doesn't seem to change much. But trust me. Going from 1 to 100 is much easier and faster than you think. ”

Seeing that Brooke didn't say a word, Hall lit a cigarette and took a soft puff.

"My game is ruined. It doesn't matter, it's just a game. But what about your life? ”

"My life," Brooke smiled wryly.

Brooke saw a lot of figures, all of them the ones he had killed.

Some are survivors who resist during the capture, some are children with broken legs who are useless to the manor, some are survivors who try to escape from the manor, and some are people who want to harm themselves

They stood in front of them in rows, sneering at themselves with blood on their lips.

Hall is right, going from 0 to 1 may seem like nothing, but going from 1 to 100 is easier than you think. But what Hall didn't know was that the sins in his hands were no longer zero, and the person who was about to die was not one.

In fact, the reason why Brooke has been in poor spirits recently is not entirely because of his own status. He did suffer from a disease, and that was the aftermath of murder. This is generally the result of psychological effects and high concentrations of adrenaline after killing.

In fact, like depression, the sequelae of homicide are also a type of mental illness.

For the vast majority of people, killing is a painful thing. No one is born cruel and can kill casually without remorse. Before the disaster, Brooke had not killed a single chicken. After the catastrophe, not counting the zombies, the survivors who died in his hands were too many to count on both hands.

Every night, as long as he closes his eyes, the scenes of those murders will continue to reappear in front of Brooke's eyes. Even when I fell asleep, those images were still played out in my dreams.

Killing someone may not be a difficult thing to do under certain circumstances, but the real horror is after the killing. If there is no one to guide and enlighten him, it is very likely that he will be like Brooke, and he will go crazy and suffer from sequelae.

Brooke felt a little regretful, if only Hall had said these things to himself earlier. Then you might consider his suggestion and stick to the number zero.

It's a pity that it's too late. There is no longer a chance to save.

Brooke pushed the door open and called out to Alexia, telling her to report that the director was awake. Alexia hesitated for a moment before walking towards the gate.

Brooke left the door and sat back on his hospital bed.

"Finished with the story?" Brooke asked, looking up at Hall beside him.

"It's over." Seeing that Brooke was still bent on going his own way, Hall replied a little weakly, "Don't worry, I will do what I say." I'm not going to talk about it again, and I'm not going to tell anyone else. ”

Hall sighed and walked towards the door disappointed.

"Do whatever you want."

"Hall"

Brooke called out to the departing uncle.

"Thank you, thank you for trying to stop me. But my life has been ruined, and I can't get out of it anymore. ”

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry to everyone, Lao Nan has been keeping four thousand words a day recently, but I've been very busy with work recently and I have to go on a business trip. Time and energy are all taken up by work, in order to ensure that there will be no interruption, temporarily change to a daily shift. As long as the work is not busy, there will be two smaller outbursts from time to time.

As a non-professional writer, how to balance reality and dreams, work and interests is indeed a difficult thing. When the time is right, the old difficulty will revert to two shifts a day. Sorry again, I hope you understand!