Chapter 393 How to Own Five Buildings
[System prompt: Player Yuan Guang is equipped with the identity of "Monster Book: The Painter Who Hates Myself"]
The mist spread from the soles of Yuan Guang's feet as he ran. He roared and cried, and the utility knife in his hand turned into a pixel-like brush, swiping hard at those who were falling.
[System prompt: Player Yuan Guang uses identity skills (layer drawing)]
"Stay alive!!!"
"There is hope if you survive!!"
The fog swept across the field like an explosion, a pixel-like gray layer, caught at a speed invisible to the naked eye below all the fallers, all the trance fallers in this strange, cotton-like image The layer fell and bounced, and then landed firmly.
There were no casualties.
Realizing this, Yuan Guang slumped on the ground dumbfounded, and in the next second, he rushed forward with his head lowered, grabbed the collar of one of them, and faced him without hesitation. fist.
In tears, he beat the surviving NPC while roaring: "Why die! Ah!"
"When you die, you have nothing left!"
Yuan Guang burst into tears, and he choked: "You are dead, but we are still alive, we will be very sad."
"Because you're gone..."
Year after year, he sacrificed to those who died, but Yuan Guang never despaired, because he knew that everyone left was trying to persevere, persevering until the day he couldn't persevere, and then said to him apologetically, Xiao Yuan, I can't stand it anymore.
They don't really die, they just can't stand it, they need rest, they die in hope.
[Xiao Yuan, I will take a break for a while, and I will be resurrected when you win! 】
[Hey, I can't do it anymore, I'm so tired, you go first, and then give me a resurrection armor! 】
[President Yuan, I'll leave it to you next! 】
Uncle Wang knelt in front of him, raised his head slowly, a smile appeared on his face full of tears, he patted Yuan Guang's shoulder: "Why do you feel like you are going to cry? What are you crying, don't cry."
"I'm just going to our cemetery to rest for a while. I know Xiao Yuan is there, and one day—"
"Everyone will come out of the cemetery."
"Those of us who are tired in the middle just temporarily deposit death there, sleep there, and then the next day, when the sun rises and the sun shines on our community, our group of immortals will wake up!"
Everyone died in the game, and when they were dragged to jump down from the edge of the building in reality, they turned to look at Yuan Guang, who was standing far away. There were no tears, no crying, no despair on their faces. The smile is waving at Yuan Guang:
"Goodbye, Xiao Yuan."
[We believe that Xiao Yuan will lead us to win that day. 】
[It's hard work Xiao Yuan, let's temporarily keep our death. 】
There were still people jumping down in the building. Yuan Guang looked up and ran forward with Shi Qian in slow motion. He clenched his teeth and waved his brush. Hot tears flowed wildly.
"Don't die!!!" he roared hoarsely and tremblingly, "Don't die in this despair!!"
"Stick to it!!"
Everything in front of me began to blur.
Yuan Guang still remembered that when they participated in the league for the first time, at that time, everyone was still there, going around the registration interface of the system panel, thinking hard about the team's participating name.
Some people joked that our unlucky guild might as well be called a cemetery, right?
After obtaining the unanimous approval of everyone laughing, someone asked what the cemetery was called.
Uncle Wang scratched his head and turned to look at him: "Xiao Yuan, what do you think of Sunshine Cemetery?"
"...It's too earthy, uncle." Before Yuan Guang could answer, someone was already complaining.
"Sunshine does seem to be a bit dirty, but it's not enough, isn't it fashionable?" Uncle Wang thought for a second or two and asked seriously, "Is it better for the team to have a sharper name..."
Uncle Wang looked at Yuan Guang: "Xiao Yuan, do you know the existence of light that is more aggressive than sunlight, what is it?"
Yuan Guang was startled: "...Laser?"
"The laser cemetery is also a bit strange..." Uncle Wang fell into a whirlpool of thought.
Someone next to me suggested: "What is the English word for laser?"
Yuan Guang slowly recalled and said the word: "Laser."
"La-Se-er?" Uncle Wang repeated Yuan Guang's words slowly with an accent, and he laughed out loud, "That's good, the name is foreign! That's it!"
Yuan Guang was running in the night when people fell, the layers spread out on top of his head, his teeth clenched tightly against the weight of everyone who fell on the layer, and the veins on his neck jumped with force. But he still didn't step back.
His eyes looked at a certain point in the air, and the voice he shouted was heart-piercing, as if the chest cavity and the soul uttered from Yuan Guang's slender body at the same time:
"Laser is the most aggressive form of existence of light!"
"We, as long as we live, as long as we exist, we will never lose to the sun!!!"
Ornamental pool.
The people at Russell Cemetery stared at Yuan Guang, who was sweating and tearing together on the big screen. They knew that what Yuan Guang said just now was shouting to them.
They stood up slowly, someone took a deep breath, raised a loudspeaker and shouted at Yuan Guang on the big screen:
"Russell Cemetery, must win!"
"Russell Cemetery, Number One!"
"Chairman, come on!"
"We believe in the president!!"
"We will try our best to last until the last second!"
They roared until the muscles on their faces were shaking, as if hoping that the sound could pass through the screen's barrier and reach Yuan Guang's side to support the heavy layers with him.
"In the game, I'm the first to see a tactician who cheers for members who can't hear it at all." Charles, who was sitting on the side, held his jaw and looked at all this with interest, "But in the viewing pool, It's the first time I've seen a team member who can't hear it at all."
"Russell Cemetery, a magical guild."
Wang Shun watched with mixed feelings at the scene where all the members on the opposite side stood up to cheer Yuan Guang, and then glanced at the report data on the system panel.
...Russell's pool approval rate is rising, and it's still falling.
The audience is very realistic, being at a disadvantage is being at a disadvantage, and it doesn't change because of how many people struggle with it, and the audience never sympathizes with the weak.
But... Wang Shun took another look at the members of the Russell Cemetery who were roaring furiously.
Nor are they struggling to gain sympathy from others.
Even if reality is collapsing, even if the game is not in their favor, they are not struggling to please others and become stars, they are just ordinary people who are trying to survive.
- They struggled and lived miserably for themselves, for the "people" who had placed their hopes in them and lived in the cemetery.
Shi Qian stepped forward and helped Yuan Guang against the layer with his shoulders. Yuan Guang's legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground. Then, Shi Qian, who was gnashing his teeth against the layer, helped him up. One by one those who fell on it rose up and hugged them tightly.
"Will be fine."
"Everything will pass."
"One day..." Yuan Guang's face was covered in mud and his hands were cut. He hugged the young man who jumped down after seeing the moon, raised his head, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "Even if Live in a cemetery for a while, but one day we'll be alive to see the sun shine in."
The man leaned on Yuan Guang's shoulder and hugged Yuan Guang back slowly and dazedly. Tears flowed unconsciously: "Really?"
Yuan Guang closed his eyes, he hugged the man tightly: "Really."
"Me and all my friends believe so."
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