Chapter 204 Chapter 201 · "Salvation" (both ordered plus more)

   "My dear Marjorie, long time no see."

   Just as Marjorie was observing her surroundings, an enthusiastic female voice came from beside her.

  The visitor is a beautiful woman with a good face and a water snake body, like a blooming rose.

   "Anna." Marjorie pressed her cheeks and parted.

  Ana is a friend she met after entering the world game, a lively and beautiful Italian woman.

   After entering the world game, the age difference does not seem to be that important. She knows that Anna is a young woman in her twenties, and she is thirty years behind.

   They formed a year-long friendship.

The convenient means of    simultaneous interpretation makes face-to-face communication extremely easy.

  Sometimes, age and nationality will not become a generation gap between two people, but only because of the prejudice and stereotypes of the world.

   "Long time no see, Marjorie, I didn't expect us to meet here." Anna took a seat beside her.

   "Yeah... long time no see, I think about two world copies."

  Marjorie smiled.

   The two watched the flow of people coming and going.

  The seats of the players are not front and rear, but a giant round table. Anyone can choose to sit in an arc of the round table, and there is no difference in order.

   And the podium is located between the round tables.

  All players can see the people on the podium as soon as they look up. At the same time, players can also choose to tap the button in front of them at any time to stand up to speak and express their own opinions, and there will be no one-sentence phenomenon.

   At the moment when Anna was seated, the round table that originally had 120 chairs had already filled many people one after another, and there were even more busy recorders and service staff.

  Among them, Marjorie saw a rather special person.

  She was sitting at the round table near the corner, wearing pajamas and holding a stuffed teddy bear. It's a sleepy, like a little girl who hasn't woken up yet.

   The little girl looked very harmless, her eyes were innocent, and some girls in uniform asked her if she wanted dessert in a soft voice. The scene looked very warm.

   Anyone who knows this little girl knows the horror of this loli.

   She is currently ranked twenty-ninth in the world's Flaming Lolita Bonnie.

  Bonnie is extremely sharp, and will report back.

   She is an immature child. And children, in such a world, some will look extremely scary.

   Young children are not fully grown and lack empathy.

   After being suddenly pulled into the world game, without the guidance of adults and elders, in the face of such a cruel world, once he grows crooked, he will be like a sociopath, with no sympathy for his compatriots.

   People have also called for the establishment of an organization similar to guiding children to be kind, but they have not received a response.

  So, bear children like Bonnie became a very scary part of the players.

  Marjorie averted her eyes and looked at the person next to Bonnie—this is also a well-known existence in the World Forum.

   That is a young man who is mindful and has words.

   He was wearing a snow-white priest's uniform, with a pair of emerald-green, lake-like eyes, a melancholy temperament, and a light expression, like an angel who was reading a eulogy.

   His eyes were gloomy, and his expression was sympathetic. He was not always making gestures on his chest, like a devout believer.

   But Marjorie knew that this was definitely not a kind and benevolent person.

   This is the 72nd player on the world list, Engel, whose occupation is Dark Priest, that is, Dark Priest, similar to the profession of executioner.

   He was a pagan living madly and passionately.

   He can smile and lend a helping hand to the weak, like a holy father walking in the world. He can call on the masses to unite, he can recite hymns for the dead, and he does everything like a good man.

   However, he is paranoid and stubborn, and can independently determine whether a person can be "saved" according to his own dogma, and then, as the spokesman of the gods, "judgment" the lives of others at will.

   was judged by him as a kind person, regarded him as a god, as long as he asked for help, he would lend a helping hand.

   Those who were judged as evil by him, regarded him as a ghost, for fear that he would be cut down by this lunatic if he didn't pay attention.

In the    world game, there are not many such lunatics, but there are definitely not many. People are often plagued by a variety of mental illnesses.

  People compared Engel with Su Mingan, saying that fortunately the first player was not Engel.

   The same thing is that both of them look unreliable and go crazy from time to time. And they all have their own theories.

   But fortunately, Su Mingan seems to be becoming more and more reliable and more acceptable to people. His lighthouse theory is not entirely illogical, and it makes sense for the positioning of others.

   As for Engel, in the eyes of people, he is just pure nonsense, like a guy who just ran out of a mental hospital, using all kinds of weird trial excuses as the reason for his murder.

  【In the eyes of the majority, the minority who are different from them are lunatics. But in the eyes of a few, the same is true. 】

   This is what Engel once said.

  Engel once said that it is necessary to "discussion" with the first player. But he felt a little pity, because the first player was becoming more and more strange.

   It will become "normal" when he becomes like him.

   He once spoke on the forum to correct the thoughts of the first player and let Su Mingan understand that those who are useless should not be kept and need a "trial".

  ... For this kind of person, Marjorie really doesn't want to approach him, she can't understand his thoughts.

  If the top 100 people in the world were not invited, she really wanted to persuade the alliance to exclude these strange guys alone, lest they suddenly go crazy in front of the whole world at such an important meeting.

   And just as Marjorie looked around, there was a small exclamation from the gate of the east gate.

   "He's here, it's really him..."

   "This is the first time I've seen a real person live. It used to be in live broadcasts."

   "He's really beautiful, like a sculpture, his face is like being kissed by an angel."

   "Perhaps God took a lot of care in shaping him."

   "What a pity... Why does he always have that student from the Dragon Kingdom on him? He should be the most eye-catching existence, I really think so."

  Marjorie noticed these voices, she had a premonition in her heart, and looked away.

   walked in was a young man with blond hair and a beautiful face. He is well-shaped, with firm facial features, his eyes are as blue as the sky and the sea, his cheeks are almost glowing white under the light, and his lips have a faint red line, which is very in line with Westerners' highest aesthetic standards for young men.

He was wearing a delicate black haute couture suit, as if he had long been accustomed to such important social occasions. When he walked in, his pace was steady and his posture was graceful, like a modern aristocrat who was used to going in and out of high-end places. Prince Charming Fantasy.

  …if this guy hadn’t lost so badly in the fourth world.

   Marjorie thought slightly maliciously.

   Maybe the prince fell off the white horse and the hero fell into the quagmire. Such scenes are particularly eye-catching. After this young man from Granville, who was hailed as the successor to the first player, lost an overwhelming tragic loss to the student of the Dragon Kingdom, everyone was laughing at him.

   At that time, the World Forum was filled with cynical jokes from various countries, every word and every word, all of which were poking people's lungs, mocking the young man named Edward from the perspective of various cultures, both openly and secretly.

   In the World Forum at that time, stepping on the highs and holding the lows, you can really get a lot of interesting jokes after a walk around.

   And now, the once-failed youth seems to be adapting well.

   When he walked in, he still had the attitude of a prince, and he also behaved politely when facing several players who came to greet him.

  …until a discordant voice interjected.

   "Oh, let me see who this is..."

   A middle-aged man with dark brown curly hair, yawning and dripping into the room, his legs seemed to be unable to straighten, and he limped when he walked.

   When he saw Edward, who was admired by all the stars, he laughed directly, and his laughter was loud:

"Ah, isn't this Gran's hope, Mr. Edward? I didn't expect to get up after losing so badly. Is it because the owner of the dog has poured some ecstasy? The nonsense you put on the World Forum, I still think about it from time to time...compared to your tragic death on the banishment table."

   He took a hard drink of vodka and smiled brightly.

  The people who were seated looked sideways, and Edward also darkened slightly.

   "This is the future self-rescue conference of mankind, Mr. Igor." Edward responded, and there was no fluctuation in Tian Lan's eyes: "If you have any personal opinions, you can communicate with me in private."

   "Haha!" Igor laughed twice, and the whole person looked like a roaring bear:

"You mean—don't everyone know you're just a joke? It's okay, we all know, dear Edward Three, if you want to talk to me privately, I'll be there too. I just didn't expect you to still be there. To appear so brightly, as if nothing had happened, as expected of the chosen one..."

   He said, because of his naturally loud voice, the voice spread throughout the suddenly quiet conference room in an instant, and even the sound of hitting the keyboard behind him stopped slightly.

"Aha, by the way, and you, Engel, are you still mentally ill? Why don't you try your trial here? Let's see if we are the angels of salvation in your eyes..." Igor turned head, and shouted at Engel who was smiling beside him.

   Looking at this guy who was drinking and shouting, Edward was shocked and angry.

He has been in and out of various high-end occasions. Naturally, he has never seen such a madman who starts yelling and swearing in the conference room. All words seem to have no effect in front of such a rude guy. This kind of loud voice The guy will only use his high-pitched bass to overwhelm the pack, regardless of the occasion.

   And he couldn't tear off the tight suit and go up to fight. Igor is like a large animal that suddenly broke into the banquet hall. No one can stop him. The means of civilization are completely useless for this kind of inaudible guy.

   And at this moment when it fell into a short silence, the uniformed personnel of the United Regiment standing beside him immediately spoke:

  "Sir." The uniformed staff said, "Excuse me, please don't drink in the conference room, please put your alcohol in the backpack."

   (end of this chapter)