"Xiao Liu, why hasn't the plan for this stage play been done yet! Hurry up, do you know that Mr. Wang is in a hurry! ”

"Xiao Liu, take a look at these artists you contacted, what kind of crooked melons and cracked dates are, can you find someone who is popular!"

"Xiao Liu, I have an extra class today, and the choreographer and teacher said that there is a problem with the lighting of the stage, you go and contact the person in charge."

"Xiao Liu, the garment factory said that the workers are on strike, and our costumes are estimated to be affected, so you can find a way to find me a new venue as soon as possible."

"Xiao Liu, let you urge the screenwriter to change the script, is it okay?"

"Xiao Liu."

At half past two in the morning, the only room in the residential building that was still lit in the middle of the night, a thin middle-aged man with two dark circles under his eyes sat at the computer desk and typed the keyboard tiredly.

He is now staying up late to change the plan that the leader wants.

The bad news is that this is the fifth version he has changed, and he has been ruthlessly beaten back the first few times.

The good news is that this is his last job for the day, oh no, I should say the last job left yesterday.

As the last line of the plan was finished, Liu Yang let out a long breath, and it was finally finished, he looked at the watch next to him, it was almost three o'clock.

There were already countless signs of tiredness from his body, and Liu Yang stood up from the computer desk, as if he felt dizzy because he had stood up too violently, or because he had been sitting for hours before.

Liu Yang hurriedly held on to the table lamp next to him, and it took a while to recover.

After simply brushing his teeth and washing his face, Liu Yang turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

However, he was already very tired, but he couldn't sleep, anxiety filled his mind, worries about the future, anxiety about work, and boredom in the face of leaders, all of which made him toss and turn in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

And this is already a "habit" for Liu Yang, who often has to stay up until four or five o'clock before he can barely fall asleep, and then he has to get up at seven o'clock to go to the company.

Speaking of which.

When did you become like this?

Liu Yang, who couldn't sleep in bed, couldn't help but recall that twenty or thirty years ago, he was still a fledgling, with a passion for society and the future, and with great ambitions in his heart, he plunged into the showbiz as a dream-chasing young man, wanting to cultivate excellent actors and become a great director in his own hands.

However, the reality is that after so many years, although he is not idle and has become the so-called assistant director, in fact, this position has no right to direct, but he has to undertake all kinds of dirty work, which is called accumulating experience for him.

I don't know if the experience has been accumulated, but he has suffered from severe anxiety as a result.

Thinking of this, Liu Yang sighed again in the dark room.

When will you get out of it?

Yourself is not.

Really not suitable for this line of work?

I really want to quit.

Just when Liu Yang fell into the same deep night inner struggle as before, a "ding dong" suddenly rang from the mobile phone next to him, which was a new message prompt tone.

As an assistant director, even if he sleeps at night, Liu Yang does not dare to put his mobile phone on silent, for fear of missing any instructions from the director or other producer leaders.

After all, there were, he finally fell asleep, only to be woken up by the sound of the phone at three or four o'clock, and then went to pick up the leader who was already drunk at KTV.

What kind of work is it this time?

Liu Yang thought so in his heart, sighed, picked up his phone, unlocked the screen, he habitually went to look at social software, but there was no new news on it.

So.

"Huh?"

Liu Yang made a strange sound, and soon became surprised, because this news came from a game account that he had forgotten for a long time, to be precise, he had put it in the corner, and it had almost twenty or thirty years.

The email in the mailbox now is from the game account he bound to the beginning.

Is that

"Falling"

Liu Yang rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully several times before he was sure that this was "Falling", not the "Falling 2" mobile game that is very popular now.

Twenty or thirty years ago, the game cheated the corpse?

After Liu Yang clicked in with curiosity, he found that it was true, and now there is a new DLC (expansion pack) for the original "Falling".

DLC is quite common in single-player games, and is equivalent to additional supplementary content, just like a side or a side story.

But a game that has been dead for twenty or thirty years can still launch DLC, Liu Yang has heard of it for the first time.

It is this sense of strangeness that makes Liu Yang, who is a social animal who is so busy every day that he has long stopped playing games, take a second look at the new expansion - "Reunion"

Strangely, the expansion doesn't have an introduction, and some, it's just a video.

It's just a kind of nostalgia to just look at it, anyway, I can't sleep now, Liu Yang clicked on the video.

He thought that it would be a propaganda film in a unified format, but as the picture opened, Liu Yang was stunned for a moment.

Because

"Lord Yangshen, long time no see."

The first sentence at the beginning made Liu Yang stunned, and some memories that were forgotten in the deep corners of his mind along with the game account were gradually awakened along with the game characters that appeared in the picture.

"It's been a long time since our world was saved by Lord Yoshami, and we have lived up to Lord Yogami's expectations, and everyone has worked together to rebuild our home, and in a world without turbidity, we have ushered in happiness and peace, the only thing that is a little regrettable is that it would be nice if you could be here."

"But I know that Lord Yangshen also has his own affairs, his own world, and his own dreams, and continues to struggle in places we don't know."

"I sent the message this time to report the current situation to Lord Yangshen, although there are indeed some new and thorny crises. But I and everyone should be able to get through it smoothly, of course, if Yojin-sama can come back and command us again."

"It's so fast, that's pretty much it. That's right! Lord Yangshen must pay attention to his body and rest, don't continue to stay up late, and don't die when you encounter problems! ”

"What? Ask me how I know, hmm. After all, in our world, Lord Yang Shen is also a difficult choice, often hesitating for a long time because of a choice, presumably in your world, it must be such a person, right? ”

"But I know from everyone that this is because you have a strong sense of responsibility, and you are afraid of causing trouble to others because of your mistakes, so you are very cautious and have high requirements for yourself every time."

"Whew! Before I knew it, I said so much in one breath, and that was the final concluding remarks."

"Good night, Lord Yangjin."

The video is not long, only a little more than a minute, but Liu Yang was in a trance, as if he was touched, something deep in his heart.

Twenty or thirty years ago, he was not a social animal, he was a second-year young man who could play the ID of "Yang God", he especially liked to develop games, and liked the feeling of cultivating characters, and at that time, "Falling" was undoubtedly very attractive to him.

Because unlike other cultivated characters, "Falling" is completely random, that is, each player's world is different, and the cultivated characters are also "unique" to themselves.

This is also why, Liu Yang didn't play the current "Falling 2" anymore, on the one hand, he is busy with work, and on the other hand, he doesn't like to rely on "drawing cards", everyone has the same character.

He will choose to work as a director, because he likes the feeling of training.

It's a pity that the gap between reality and fiction is very cruel.

From memory to reality.

Originally

Someone else cares about me

After changing from a young man to a social animal, Liu Yang receives the most every day is a variety of tasks and requirements from leaders, not to mention others, even himself, it seems that he no longer cares about himself, and some only have work left.

Now I see that the characters who have been injected and cultivated by myself in the past have reappeared in front of me and sent sincere greetings, even as if these virtual characters really have some secret connection with themselves, knowing that he is anxious and can't sleep after staying up late every day, so he tells himself to pay attention to his body and sleep well.

As a social animal, reason told Liu Yang that this is just the marketing of a game company, a means to sell feelings, and it is estimated that some high-end intelligent AI-generated video was used, after all, the game is fake, how can it be that the characters in the game can really send messages to themselves.

But, how to say it

Liu Yang got up from the bed, turned on the computer, clicked into the game that he hadn't opened for a long time, and pre-downloaded the latest DLC installation package.

He admits that he took the bait.

After all, in reality, no one has ever cared about him, and sometimes, he is occasionally immersed in some virtual fantasies, isn't it?

Of course.

Liu Yang asked the computer to download it by himself, but he quickly climbed back into bed and did not choose to play immediately.

After all, didn't "Lily" tell herself that she had to rest well and couldn't stay up late.

"Good night."

In the dark room, Liu Yang muttered quietly, as if to convey the sound to something farther.

And the miraculous thing is that this time, his mind is unprecedentedly calm, and the anxiety that once hindered him is gone.

This sleep.

He slept soundly.

Liu Yang is not alone.

There were tens of thousands of "Falling" players, and Liao Ji sent such a "unique" email to everyone.

is the same as Liao Ji thought, after twenty or thirty years, things are no longer human.

The former players now have social animals like Liu Yang who are busy and nervous at work, parents who have married and had children, lawyers who have become social elites, and first-class chief doctors in the industry.

Of course, there are also writers who are scolded by readers every day, and there are still squatting at home who have achieved nothing.

Yes.

People who have passed away because of accidents and accidents.

The remastered version of "Falling 1" launched by Sen Meng did not make a big splash, and this niche game, which once only had tens of thousands of players, really did not need too much attention from the public.

Retrieving the players' saves is the first step, which is a bit difficult in Lanxing, so Liao Ji chose to divide the soldiers into two ways.

Anno continued to stay in Blue Star, and he returned to the world of "Falling" with the help of the "cloak" that had been repaired by the elves, and Liao Ji and Rena began their journey on the Starry Sky World Tree together.

It's similar to the one in the original Succubus Diary.

They traveled to alternate worlds on the Mother World Tree, from other players' worlds, to bring seeds from the sub-world tree to their worlds, and to work with Anno of Blue Star to establish new connections to these worlds.

In this way, there is a way to let the former players of Blue Star return to their world, that is, the window of "landing" in the game.

All that's left is how to get players to come back.

As Liao Ji said before, "Falling" is a development game, players who can clear the game, more or less, Liao Ji believes that everyone must have invested a lot of feelings.

This affection for the world, for the cultivation of the character, may have faded a lot after twenty or thirty years, become blurred, or even forgotten.

What Liao Ji needs to do is to have a little more thrust and more touch.

Calling the "Mother of Turbidity" Polika and joining the team, Liao Ji used Polika's ability to recreate the power of the "Spirit of the Old Days" in other worlds.

The characters who used to be the "saviors" of the past have been recreated, although this is not a resurrection, but only a brief summoning, but it is enough.

Whether it's for Liao Ji, or for these spirits of the old days.

Tell these spirits of the old days the truth about the "players", and with the help of the player information collected by Anno, let them see the "true" appearance of the savior on the blue star.

The purpose of this is to make the video that Liu Yang saw earlier, which is also the most "deserved" way of reunion that Liao Ji can think of.

Liao Ji thought that this would be a little difficult, and he and Rena needed to do a lot of psychological work on these "old spirits".

To his surprise, the vast majority of the spirits of the old days, the characters under the former players, did not express much violent reaction to such a truth, on the contrary, many of the spirits of the old days still cared more about the players in the other world.

Even if.

These players have faded from the aura of "savior" and become, and they seem to be ordinary people.

No.

Some players, such as street fighters, unemployed vagrants, squatting at home, etc., are not even as good as ordinary people, and they are a complete waste of firewood.

Why can they infinitely tolerate players and love players infinitely, no matter what the players really look like in reality, as if in the eyes of these characters, the player will always be the only one, the savior.

Liao Ji, as a "player", may indeed not understand it very well.

But Rena's words after that made Liao Ji understand.

"If there is a leader on the Blue Star who can forget to sleep and eat, can ignore himself, can not embezzle a penny, not even want a salary, and does not be corrupted by fame and fortune, and really fights for the country and his people wholeheartedly, wouldn't you be like this?"

The player is indeed such a character.

At least that's the case for the players in "Falling", and that's enough for the characters to ignore all the other shortcomings of the players.

Fortunately, the number of players in "Fallen 1" is not large, tens of thousands of players correspond to tens of thousands of worlds to go to, and Liao Ji and Rena can barely cope with it.

If it were an order of magnitude more, this plan might not be implemented.

But even so, it was still a process of growing up for months, which meant that they would have to continue to hold out for a few more months under the offensive of the "Source Master".

However, whether it's Rena, Anno, or Sxiutia who stays in their own world, Jiuyu, and Zero. There are also many old spirits who have been summoned to resist the invasion of the "source", and they have not complained in the slightest.

Because what Liao Ji is doing is the meaning of their struggle.

He wants to reconnect the player with the world, which is also a process of mutual redemption.

Once as a "savior" player, saved their world, and now they also hope to help, or anxiety and insomnia of social animals, or decadent and dark squatting at home, or being scolded every day by the street writer, become the light in the world of "players", even if it is only in memory, after being occasionally remembered, they can get some kind of motivation and courage to move forward.

Finally.

As the curtain came down on the 9465th world, the list of "Falling" players that Anno handed over to him was finally all over, and an invitation to the "Falling" DLC was issued.

The reason why there are tens of thousands of players, but in the end, it will be 9465 is because it subtracts the deceased players, as well as those worlds that have been completely destroyed by the "source" to the point that they cannot be restored.

Liao Ji has done his best.

For the rest, whether the player is willing to return and help himself, to start the final battle with the "Source Master" for control of the World Tree, these things

It can only be handed over to the "fetters".

(End of chapter)