"How old are you? You won't be moved to tears just because of a few words, right, Flying Squirrel?”
Xi Xiang noticed Flying Squirrel's unconcealable emotions and laughed.
However, his smile was treacherous and made people tremble.
Flying Squirrel was a person who valued relationships and was a good person. In addition, he was not extreme or stubborn. Even if someone did not like him, they would not hate him.
At the very least, he had spent twelve years with Flying Squirrel in the game after being reborn in this world. He quite liked this kind old man.
"Hey, hey, hey, Zaratul, don't slander me like this. I'm not crying!”
Flying Squirrel's terrifying skeletal head hurriedly shook its head, refusing to admit that it had been agitated just now.
However, the short conversation with Xi Xiang warmed Flying Squirrel's heart.
Back then, when all the members of Anziurgon were present, everyone would laugh and chat like this.
At this time, Xi Xiang also slowly walked to the front of the huge throne and sat down. He took out a book and flipped through it.
Flying Squirrel peeked over and saw Xi Xiang holding a book titled Thus Spoke Zarathustra.
Flying Squirrel knew that this book was written by a German philosopher named Nietzsche about two hundred years ago.
The reason why he knew all this was not because Flying Squirrel was knowledgeable, but because Xi Xiang had been reading this book all this time, which made Flying Squirrel look it up on the Internet out of curiosity.
"Zaratul, are you going offline in a while, or are you planning to stay here until the server closes?”
Flying Squirrel's scarlet eyes were filled with hope as he asked carefully.
"I'll accompany you until the server closes. Anyway, it won't be long before we leave the server.”
Xi Xiang glanced at the countdown on his interface and said casually.
Hearing Xi Xiang's words, Flying Squirrel's heart was filled with joy. He was excited and tried hard to think of a topic to talk about.
"Just now, Hei Luo, Hei Luo came online, but he went offline again after a few minutes. You can see that he's very tired in real life.”
Flying Squirrel sighed. He understood why Hei Luo had logged off early.
As a fellow social animal, a screw in this 'cyberpunk' society, Flying Squirrel could empathize with Helo's exhaustion.
"By the way, Heiluo, Heiluo said that there might be Yggdrasills2. If there really is, Zaratul, do you want to come over and play?”
Flying Squirrel thought of something and quickly said.
Xi Xiang closed the book in his hand. He thought for a while and shook his head."I've never heard of a game called Yggdrasills2.”
Hearing this, Flying Squirrel was disappointed.
"Is that so? Then it seems like Heiluo got the fake news.”
Flying Squirrel trusted Xi Xiang's words.
He knew that Xi Xiang should be a person with a high social status in the real world. Since he said so, it must be true.
"Flying Squirrel, you don't have to be like this. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs.”
"…No matter what, we used to laugh and laugh together. We spent so many happy years in this game.”
"This feeling will be engraved in the bottom of our hearts. Occasionally, we will take it out and recall it. It is also the most important memory in our lives.”
Xi Xiang comforted Flying Squirrel.
He knew that Flying Squirrel wanted to rebuild Anzi Urgon in another game, but Xi Xiang knew that it was just a delusion.
It was impossible for a person to live in a game for their entire life, especially after they had a family. They had to put down their game time.
The members of Anziurgon had long been scattered all over the world. Just as Xi Xiang had said, they had become precious memories.
"Actually, I understand, Zaratul. It's just that there are times when you're unwilling to accept it.”
Flying Squirrel lowered his head and said bitterly.
Xi Xiang changed the topic.""I remember you complaining about your real job the last time we met. Are you still working there?”
" Yes, I'm still working. Zaratul, you know that the rate of employment is so high now. It's not easy to get a job. No matter how tired I am, I have to continue working.”
Flying Squirrel felt a headache when he heard Xi Xiang mention the real world.
One of the reasons why he cared so much about Anziurgon was to escape from reality.
"In that case, give me your contact information. I'll contact you after I go offline and help you change to a high-paying and easy job.”
Xi Xiang said lazily as he leaned against the huge throne.
"This…won't it be bad? Will it bring you trouble?”
Flying Squirrel was pleasantly surprised, and his voice trembled.
"It's no trouble. It's just a small matter. We've known each other for almost twelve years, so it's only right for us to help each other out.”
Xi Xiang waved his hand nonchalantly.
Flying Squirrel was extremely touched.
If it weren't for the fact that the environment was not right, he would have rushed over and hugged Xi Xiang's thigh, shouting,""…Big Boss, bring me!"
Flying Squirrel wasn't embarrassed or embarrassed because he had done this in the game before.
Flying Squirrel also sighed. As everyone had expected, Zaratul was also a big shot in reality.
In today's society, those who could easily do such a thing were those who truly held power.
Just like that, the two of them started chatting. When there were only five minutes left until the server closure countdown, both Xi Xiang and Flying Squirrel fell silent.
Flying Squirrel looked at the countdown in a daze. He was reluctant to part with it, but he also felt relieved.
He didn't feel too sad or lonely because this time, he had a friend who would accompany him to the end.
Xi Xiang flipped through the book in his hand again, but his attention was not on the book. He was only staring at the countdown, and his heart was very nervous.
This was the second world he had transmigrated to.
In the world known as the Sandbox Court, Xi Xiang had transmigrated to this place after 'dying' in the experiment known as the Third Stellar Particle Body.
He was still a baby, but this time, he was unlucky. He did not transmigrate to a rich family, but became a low-class figure in society.
What made Xi Xiang pleasantly surprised was that this time, he didn't start from scratch. The mysterious object called the 'Third Stellar Particle Body' had always been flowing in his blood.
Even though the 3rd Stellar Particle Body didn't give Xi Xiang any destructive power, it did give him an extraordinary physique and intelligence.
Although the overall social environment in this world after transmigration was too gloomy, he believed that he could easily become superior with this cheat.
With hope and hope for the future, Xi Xiang lived like this for more than ten years.
Even in this world where the hierarchy was extremely fixed, he had relied on his outstanding intelligence to complete the continuous jump in the hierarchy.
Xi Xiang had set a goal for himself. After he obtained enough power, he began to study the 'Third Stellar Particle Body' in his blood.
When he was in the laboratory, he had heard from his father that this thing was related to the third type of perpetual motion machine.
Coincidentally, the world he was in was facing an energy crisis.
As long as he developed the third type of perpetual motion machine, he would become the savior of mankind and completely rewrite the civilization of mankind. At the same time, he would obtain supreme prestige and power.
This was the goal that Xi Xiang had set for himself, to become the Emperor of mankind!
However, the appearance of Yggdrasills interrupted Xi Xiang's goal. He realized that he was now in the world of Overlord!
Xi Xiang had only watched the first season of this anime. Although he did not understand the content after that, he still knew the basic setting.
Under such circumstances, he naturally entered the game and joined Anzi Urgon. He was not stingy with spending money, and he was both decisive and willing.
At the same time, with his consciousness and body reaction speed that surpassed ordinary people, he became the world champion for five consecutive times, obtaining great prestige and benefits.
Xi Xiang even wondered if he could use real-life methods to directly modify the game data.
But in the end, this idea was still in vain.
In the social environment at that time, the first to release virtual reality games in response to the calls of governments around the world were the big corporations of various countries.
Even if Xi Xiang's intelligence was far superior to ordinary people, in this extremely rigid society, it would take at least five to ten years for him to reach that height.
But somehow, Xi Xiang felt that there was some sort of 'will' or 'reason' preventing him from doing so.
Therefore, he could not complete this goal within the twelve years of the game.
He even had a hunch that the numbers in the game were not game data, but his own strength!
In this game, his strength was just a number. Even if he changed it, it would be useless.
"Forget it. If I really tampered with the game data, perhaps transmigration won't happen again.”
"…Compared to the despair and heaviness of this world, the world of swords and magic is more interesting.”
"If I don't succeed in transmigrating this time, I'll just continue researching the 'third type of perpetual motion machine'.”
As Xi Xiang thought about this, the anxiety in his heart disappeared without a trace.
Regardless of whether he could transmigrate again this time, he had already laid out a backup plan for himself.
Besides this game, Xi Xiang had another big secret, which was related to the dark space where his consciousness was.
23:59:10、9——
Looking at the countdown on the screen, Flying Squirrel looked at Xi Xiang and said,""…Then Zaratul, shall we contact each other in real life later?”
"…Oh right, I've known you for so long, but I still don't know your real name.”
Flying Squirrel rubbed his big bald head and said in embarrassment.
"Xi Xiang!"
Xi Xiang said firmly.
At the same time, the number on the timer became 0:00:00.
"Hmm?"
Flying Squirrel realized that he was not forcefully kicked offline, and the timer continued to move forward.
" What's going on? Is there a server delay?'
Flying Squirrel hesitated.
At this moment, the expression on West Village's demonic face, which was formed by pitch-black flames, changed slightly.
He could clearly feel the power surging out of his body.
That power was roaring and going crazy. It was as if West Village could really grant all things aging and transform into one of the six great demons of Zoroastrianism!
At the same time, the 3rd Stellar Particle Body that had been flowing slowly in his body suddenly became restless and started to flow inside his body.
As the 3rd Stellar Particle Body surged forth, energy was produced from nothing!
Just as Xi Xiang was immersed in this sudden 'powerfulness', a respectful yet pure and seductive female voice sounded from the throne.
"…Do you have any instructions? Two Supreme Sovereigns!"
Xi Xiang came back to his senses and slowly looked to his side.
The beautiful pure white demon lowered her head, a faint smile on her lips.
This goddess-like beautiful sculpture finally came to life.
Xi Xiang rested a hand on his chin and stared at the pure white demon with interest for a long time. His tone changed, and he ordered in a low and dignified voice,
"…Come here and kneel before me, Ya-er Bei De!”
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