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How does Xiao Hao feel now?

Although many people don't have Xiao Hao's bizarre experience, at some point, they can also feel this emotion.

It can be described as: I often feel out of place with you because I am not perverted enough.

He's at odds with those merfolk right now.

Poseidon is such a touching picture of tears, but Xiao Hao has some kind of urge to kill fish.

I even want to make a plate of chopped pepper fish heads.

Belch...

Chop the fish tail with pepper.

The Colosseum...

The camera equipment around the stage was being taken down one after another, and according to Poseidon, they still had editing work to do.

It's outrageous.

After waiting for the Colosseum, Xiao Hao still had a feeling of trance.

It's outrageous...

It's really outrageous...

I know, I know that he is going to participate in the war of the aliens.

I don't know, I thought he was going to a night club.

Under Xiao Hao's stiff face, Poseidon sent Xiao Hao away.

At this point, it was already the middle of the night.

Back at the realistic Pacific Altar, the team members were waiting for Xiao Hao in the villa.

"The battle of the aliens has been completed?"

"Xiao Hao, how was the fight?"

“......”

The team members gathered around, and Xiao Hao had a headache.

There was a battle between the aliens, and the game would pop up relevant prompts, and it was normal for the players to know it.

What should he say?

Did he go to a fight, or did he go to a nightclub?

You know, those videos will be exposed sooner or later!

Xiao Hao rubbed his tired temples: "Don't ask, you'll know in a few days." ”

Teammates behave as usual.

But this kind of normality is the biggest abnormality.

The sky was full of crimson auroras, and Xiao Hao wasn't sure if they had been brainwashed.

Numerous ships and fleets also surround the altar, as if escorting the Pacific Altar.

So many countries come together, without any contradictions, basically impossible, but they really happen in the real world.

After all, the worst scenario was expected.

Xiao Hao didn't say anything, and didn't even reveal a little bit of information to his teammates.

Now, it's not time to wake people up.

The Divine War has not yet begun.

As long as the battle has not started, Xiao Hao must maintain the status quo as much as possible.

How long can it be delayed.

The longer the delay, the better Xiao Hao's chances of winning.

The team members did not talk to Xiao Hao about the problems of ordinary people.

Clearly...

Ordinary people are almost brainwashed, so many countries coexist peacefully, and no one sees the problem.

Xiao Hao didn't know why the crimson aurora had no effect on him.

Maybe it's because in the guild war, Xiao Hao has already seen this kind of aurora in the eternal night.

But...

Guild battles, not just one person participates.

The player of the wolf country who cleared the customs, as well as Jizhi and Qingfeng, have also seen it.

But now, Ji Zhi and Qingfeng did not ask Xiao Hao about this question, as if they were also affected by the crimson aurora.

At this time, Xiao Hao didn't know that as early as the game, the Thunder God Dragon had already shrouded the red aurora over his safe house.

Shenlong doesn't do things that don't make sense.

Even, the red aurora has appeared more than once.

It was only then that Xiao Hao knew the meaning of red...

He should have known!

It's just that the brainwashing of the gods is pervasive, and the subconscious mind is affected by the gods all the time.

In fact, since the closed beta period, the brainwashing of the gods has already begun.

From the moment the player opens the game panel and steps out of the safe house, he has been suffering from the invasion of the mind of the gods.

Red game panels, dark red earth...

Xiao Hao thought that the first time he stepped out of the safe house during the internal testing period, the cold feeling flowed from the soles of his feet to his heart, which was the result of emotions...

But is it really because of the influence of emotions such as fear and worry that I feel this way?

Or is the dark red earth itself a form of erosion?

Xiao Hao still remembers the last day of tower defense gameplay.

The safe house slaughtered countless crazy monsters.

The blood of these monsters flowed all over the sea, and the crazy attitude of dying had a great impact on Xiao Hao's spirit...

Not to mention, in the guild war, the crimson aurora in the sky is exactly the same as the current real world.

Xiao Hao himself is okay, he hasn't been to the copy of aggravating mental erosion a few times.

What about other players?

It's hard to imagine what they've been brainwashed into.

He has always had a doubt in his heart, that is, how did the gods do it by brainwashing those intelligent races and brainwashing everyone.

Now, Xiao Hao understands.

Red pollution.

Whether it's the red game panel, the otherworldly dark red land, or now the crimson aurora.

It's all brainwashing.

This kind of brainwashing is everywhere, and there is no way to avoid it.

In ancient times, how the ancestors avoided this kind of brainwashing, and how they woke up all mankind, Xiao Hao did not know.

He can only lay out as soon as he wants, as much as he can, and as soon as possible ...

The layer of mask on the face will eventually be unveiled one day.

The villas on the Pacific Altar are very spacious, and each team member has their own room.

Xiao Hao lay on the bed tiredly, and the moonlight was sprinkled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The little sea hare rarely did not make a fuss, and stayed quietly by Xiao Hao's side.

Suddenly, Xiao Hao's mind received the thoughts and voices of other monsters.

This voice was very unfamiliar, and Xiao Hao was a little vigilant.

"Xiao Hao, don't worry, you're not alone."

Xiao Hao didn't reply.

"I'm a warlord who remembers, so I'm here to tell you."

Monsters generally have the ability to convey meaning by mind, but players can only communicate with bound guardians.

Xiao Hao nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

Remembering the generals, Xiao Hao quickly thought of which one he was.

According to the timbre to match, the one conveyed in Xiao Hao's mind was the evil god sacrifice.

When the country was in war, Xiao Hao heard the sound of its chanting incantation.

Xiao Hao was not surprised at all that he was able to avoid the brainwashing of the gods by knowing that he was connected with the evil gods.

The name of the evil god is a hostile force to those gods.

After a while, other thoughts came to Xiao Hao's mind.

The voice was a little unfamiliar, but also a little familiar.

Xiao Hao quickly remembered who it was.

Wu Ting's Golden Crow Phoenix.

"Xiao Hao, the three pillars of the empire are all sober, don't worry about doing what you want to do."

"Also, the people of the dragon scales and the dragon pool, don't worry, we have a way."

What is the way, Jin Wufeng didn't tell Xiao Hao.

But the pillars of the empire are all related to divine beasts, and it is normal for them to avoid brainwashing.

Xiao Hao didn't blame them for not telling him, and was even a little happy.

Originally, he thought that he was the only one who had prepared a prevention plan, and it turned out that others had already prepared.

Moreover, the team members are also very witty, and when they meet, everyone's tone is very tight, and nothing is revealed.

Now that the live broadcast has resumed, and it is another interracial war, the eyes of the gods must have been cast here, and saying the wrong word may attract the vigilance of the gods.

Xiao Hao lay on his side, looking at the gaze in front of the floor-to-ceiling window faintly, his eyelids gradually heavily, and he slowly fell asleep.

Only the little nudike behind him couldn't sleep, and his snow-white fluffy little face was wrinkled...