【Human Self-Saving Alliance Xinyue: Believing in gods is not as good as believing in our leader. If human beings really go all the way according to the arrangement of the gods, I can be sure that there will be absolutely no good results. 】

  【Li Yuxuan from the City Guardian Department: Why do you believe in your leader? Your alliance leader sleeps every day, without even showing your face. It's better to believe in the deputy head of our guardian department. It is because of him that we human beings can be united. 】

  【Holy Allied Army Blue Bird: Please don’t say that... Lord God is for the good of mankind...】

  【God: There are tentacle monsters guarding the beach, and they cannot cross. Su Ming'an, I know you're reading this post, as long as you see it, I'll tell you the information. 】

  …

  Su Mingan glanced at the person whose ID is "God", whose head is a daisy, it should be a certain Su Lin.

  He did the math, and it was the early morning of the third day the dungeon was opened. Three games have been released, and it should be no problem to finish playing six games twenty days ago.

   "Click." He put the "Girl's Dream Project" disc into the game helmet, ready to experience this new game. Every chapter of "Lou Yue Kingdom" starts at zero o'clock, so the third chapter has to wait until tomorrow at zero o'clock.

  Before he put on his helmet, there was a knock on the door.

   "Boom boom."

  The knock on the door was very soft.

  Su Mingan opened the door. Lolo Su was standing at the door holding the pink dream patrol helmet.

  The dim light in the room shone in her dim eyes. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something, but then closed her mouth hesitantly, as if she didn't dare to touch the topic.

  The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds.

   "It's me." Su Mingan said suddenly.

   "...Huh?" Su Luoluo froze for a moment.

   "It's me." Su Mingan repeated.

  He knew what Su Luoluo wanted to ask, it was nothing more than to confirm whether the number one dream watcher was him.

  Hearing Su Mingan's affirmative answer, Su Luoluo's pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body trembled.

  Su Mingan thought she would find him strange, but in the end, she smiled.

   "Ah...that's really great." Su Luoluo said with a smile.

  Su Mingan blinked.

"I was still thinking that the famous No. 1 Dream Watcher actually took a fancy to me, so what should I do? Will I be threatened by him. In the end, the No. 1 Dream Watcher is you, Xiao Yunduo. Alright." Su Luoluo said: "There will be no misunderstanding or danger between us, I can trust you to my heart's content, so if it's you, that's really great."

   "...um." Su Mingan responded.

   "In this way, we can leave this small town soon." Lolo Su said.

"Um."

   "By the way, today's comment section may trouble you again, please." Su Luoluo said.

  Su Mingan was surprised, she actually changed the subject.

   Didn't ask him how he did it, didn't ask him why he wanted to hide it, she was actually just happy because "the number one dream watcher is him".

  Obviously, if Su Wensheng was not an ordinary person, Su Wensheng had the power to take her out of this small town from the very beginning. As a result, Su Wensheng allowed her to suffer here and lived with her as if he didn't know anything.

  She didn't have any complaints or doubts about it, and she didn't even ask.

   "Today's comment area may be a bit ugly, please." Su Luoluo said.

   "Yes." Su Mingan nodded.

  Dream Tour anchors generally entrust others to manage their comment areas. As the anchor of Entertainment Dream Tour, Su Luoluo will bear a lot of negative emotions every time she broadcasts live. In this case, she can't bear any more pain, so her comment area will be entrusted to Su Wensheng to manage.

  Su Mingan opened the anchor column of "Please Call Me Miss Demon King". Today, there are many new comments about Su Luoluo on the Internet. At a glance, he can see that there are many kind comments. Many people are cheering and encouraging Su Luoluo, saying that she must be different if she can be spotted by the number one dream patroller, and wish her to become a powerful dream patroller.

  Among these blessing comments, some rat **** comments are dazzling.

  【What real newcomer? It must have worked. 】

  【New wine in an old bottle, it can't be the first time for her to be a Dream Tour anchor, it must be some old anchor who was cast aside by the whole network came to open a trumpet. 】

  【Her family must be rich enough to give her a list, otherwise why would she be spotted by the number one dream patroller. 】

  【She is an ordinary dream watcher, she is just a student depending on her age. Where did such a big deal come from. Her skills are average, and she is not calm enough. Why did those veterans and special forces lose to her? By selling? 】

  【How much is a night? 】

  【Remove makeup, you will be a monster. 】

  …

  Su Mingan clicked the delete button to delete one by one. In order to prevent negative emotions from running rampant on the Internet, most anchors will delete negative comments on their interface.

  Every negative comment was extremely harsh, and it caught his eyes like a blade. He was still a bystander, these cold knives did not stab him, but what if Su Luoluo saw these comments?

   In this matter, she has done nothing wrong at all.

  People only enjoy the thrill of blaming others, the satisfaction of verbally crushing public figures.

【delete. 】【delete. 】【delete. 】

   "Click" "click", the mouse kept clicking, and comments full of dirty words disappeared into the blank space.

   Today Su Luoluo's popularity has skyrocketed, and there are also a lot of comments left. Su Mingan deleted it for more than ten minutes without deleting it completely. As he was doing this work, he felt tired for a while—it is a world where negative emotions will destroy the world, but people are not afraid to vent their worst emotions, as if they never thought that what they did would make the frontline mutants stronger.

  —Maybe they thought about it, and they also thought about those soldiers who died on the front line.

  They have already thought of the far end of the Internet, where some people will cry or even collapse because of their scolding.

   But, too far from them,

   It seems to have nothing to do with them.

   "click", "click", "click".

   At this time, when Su Mingan deleted it, he suddenly found that all these negative comments suddenly disappeared.

  It seemed that an invisible big hand appeared on the interface of the screen, helping him erase all the negative comments.

  At this time, a reminder popped up on the computer screen: [There is no need to do such hard work, Wen Sheng. I'll help you. You want to delete negative comments right, I did it for you. 】

   "Who are you?" Su Mingan moved the mouse and found that all the negative comments had indeed been deleted, as if someone had helped him.

  【I control the whole world, including the Internet. 】The text on the interface flickers.

   "Oh, it's you." Su Mingan was speechless. This **** is really pervasive, even if you delete a comment, it will appear: "You really like me."

  【…Yeah, I miss you. 】

  After this sentence is displayed, the interface on the screen disappears automatically, and the computer returns to normal.

  Su Mingan thought about these few words of the gods. He couldn't help but look sideways at the room next to Su Luoluo.

  ...Who did the gods become by his side?

  From the bright moon? Xiao Jingsan? Lolo Su?

   Logically speaking, the object played by a **** will definitely make people think that this person is a god.

  Su Mingan's eyes flickered, and he put on the dream patrol helmet.

  The third game, "Girl's Dream Project", starts.

  …

  In this world, a dark place.

   Mizushimagawa Sora was wearing a coat and came to the front of the black mist alone.

  This is the front line of human beings' struggle against the black mist. On one side is the thick black mist that devours life, and on the other side is the outpost of human beings. When part of the dream patrol game is broken through, the black mist will automatically retreat a large distance, allowing the human army to advance and take back its homeland.

   Mizushimagawa entered the black mist. The headquarters of the old Holy See is in the black fog, and the anti-human elements of the old Holy See have mastered the skills of surviving in the black fog.

  Xiao Ying, the deputy leader of the old Holy See, met her. She was a young man with white hair and blue eyes, with a wooden sign hanging on his waist.

   "I heard that you really want to find the position of the No. 1 Dream Watcher." Mizushima Kawasora said, "I can take you to find it."

  Xiao Ying was startled, then smiled and said: "I am indeed looking for her. Strange traveler, what reward do you want?"

  Mizushima Kawasora said: "I want to see your prophecy stele. I heard that the fate of everyone is written on the stele?"

   "Okay, follow me." Xiao Ying turned around and walked deep into the black mist.

  …

  In this world, by the sea.

  In a fishing village that has nothing to do with the world, old man Wang is gathering his fishing nets.

  Fishing at night is more dangerous. But for the sake of the fat boy who was born in the family, old man Wang, as an ordinary fisherman, can only take risks to earn a little more.

  He collected today's fish into the bucket, and suddenly found that there were some purple-black tentacles mixed in the fishing net.

   "...What is this? Sea fish have such organs?" Old man Wang said to himself, pinching these tentacles, they were slippery, and he wondered if they could be eaten.

  He drove the boat back to the fishing village. I simply washed my face and fell asleep under the quilt.

  The night was very dark. In the early hours of the morning, Old Man Wang suddenly developed a high fever and started talking nonsense.

   "Gift, nourishment, fish food... ah ah... lost, devoured... tentacles..."

  The woman next to the pillow was startled, and immediately sat up with the child in her arms: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

   "Lost, devoured..."

  Old man Wang suddenly turned towards the direction of the sea, started yelling, and even tore his own face, looking extremely terrifying. The woman was frightened and rushed out immediately. After a while, several big men from the village rushed in and helped tie up the mad old man Wang.

  The village chief with a white beard came walking on crutches, and frowned at Old Man Wang: "What's going on?"

   "Village chief, it is estimated that old man Wang caught cold when he went out to sea at night and had a fever. Call the orphan girl to come and take a look." The big man beside him said.

  The village chief nodded. After a while, the villagers walked over with a slender girl in their arms. The girl has long pure black hair, a pair of emerald green eyes, and a medicine basket in her hand. The girl checked the condition of Old Man Wang.

   "I said a long time ago that this village is very close to the sea and I want you to move it. Although I don't know the danger of the sea, it is obviously a symptom caused by going deep into the sea." The girl said.

   "It's hard to leave our homeland, and the gods sent an oracle asking us to stay here, how can we leave." People sighed.

   "Do you believe in gods just like that? Don't you think about your own safety?" the girl said.

   "Don't talk nonsense! What the Lord God said must be right!" A villager scolded her.

  The girl shook her head and began to choose herbs.

at this time,

  —The sound of a huge wind and waves came from the seashore.

   "Boom—!" A monster with tentacles resembling a sacred tree appeared on the sea surface. The huge tentacles flattened the house, and most of the villagers were crushed to death.

  The girl was also crushed by the house, and after a while, she got up from the broken tiles.

   "Why did you kill them!" The girl saw that most of the villagers were dead, and yelled at the tentacle monster.

   "Are you still not giving up? This is my warning to you." The tentacle monster said: "Asagayan—no matter where you are, as long as you dare to look for him, you will keep losing and witnessing death."

   "Give up? I haven't seen him yet." The girl said coldly: "The cycle of karma, I vow to cut off fate."

   "Those who defy the gods are stupid." The tentacle monster smiled noncommittally and sank into the sea.

  The girl wiped the blood from her face and stood up.

  At this time, she suddenly saw a huge ship sailing towards the sea in the distance. In the haze, there were four figures standing on the deck.

  The navigation lights on the sea pass through the sea breeze, like two dim yellow swords.

   "Wow-wow-"

  She stared blankly at the giant wheel, her pupils flickering.

  The sea breeze blows her black hair, and the cross pendant on her chest dances with the wind.