[High-dimensional creatures invade, humans are regarded as a bet on Russian roulette. Everyone involved in the world game will think of a question - will the rules of this world still be as we are familiar with?]

【The answer is yes, and no.】

[......The lighthouse that leads the human beings to be traced above the sea and the existence that always stands under the lightest, such an existence is not that easy to be.]

【When watching countless gazes, all behaviors will be infinitely magnified.】

[However, in this world, someone needs to stand up.]

[Whether it is because of "no struggle, there will be no hope" or "fight to the end for the struggle".]

[They did not cross the river, but they actually crossed the river.]

[In such a confused group, in such a way that we need a spotlight before everyone’s crisis.]

[And in the spotlight, one person is needed.]

[And this person happens to be the number one player.]

[And the first player is Su Ming'an.]

[We have various titles for him, the first player, Ming An'an, Su Shen, Ming An Ge, Su Lighthouse...]

[But after all these titles, there is a judgment we have on them.]

[This judgment will determine our position and attitude, and will also determine whether we can become "light chasers" in the literal sense.]

【People who speak in their opinion, you think— 】

Su Mingan looked at the lines of words that were thicker than the lines, and every word in his words looked like a heavy hammer.

And when he saw the last line of questioning, he slightly looked away.

[——Is he Su Ming'an or the number one player?]

...

"——Architectural vision! The sunny floating city! The ticket to enter the city will be 10 points, perfectly recreating the scene of the white city, without any crisis! Players who have not experienced it, come and try it!"

"The tour group is ready to start! The Belt and Road Initiative, the Belt and Road Initiative have tour guides! The tour guide has a strength of more than 700 and has experienced at least three worlds. Whiteboard players who want to end up are welcome to join!"

"It is best to recruit live broadcast room administrators, casual players, just deal with the oatmeal brother and inappropriate remarks, and discuss the treatment in detail..."

Under the simulated weather of the main god space, the sky is clear and the atmosphere is clear.

With the help of the new mechanism structure of the imaginary scene, many scenes that exist in people's fantasy have been structured.

And around the busiest square, there are many people who are browsing advertisements on the channel.

Dai Yong is one of them, and Zhai Xing is an insurance salesman. When he arrived at World Games, he found that he was indeed not suitable for fighting, so he quickly retreated behind the scenes and returned to his old career.

For example, become a forum navy.

For example, help secondary professional players promote props.

For example, becoming a cereal brother... this golden basin is washing hands.

Dai Yong thinks he is a person who is out of low-level fun and has professional ethics! Even though he has indeed worked in part-time jobs related to cereal on Zhai Xing, he doesn't want to continue cereal in such a game now... It's not very good to say it.

Others take risks when they fight to death, you make movies, others work hard to make iron, and you cereal.

...This is too inappropriate.

So, after contacting a large "travel group" agency, he chose to become a marketer who solicited customers.

And just then, he saw a player suspected of being a fat sheep walking by.

He quickly got up.

"Hello, do you want to know? We have a tour group responsible for leading whiteboard players. There are agreements and systematic witnesses. Whether you choose to become a tour guide or a tourist, you can benefit from it..."

His introduction stopped slightly.

Because he suddenly discovered that the fat sheep he found randomly from the crowd seemed to look very unusual.

... Very good looking.

Very unusually beautiful.

The fat sheep's blonde hair seemed to be dyed by sunlight, and her eyes were filled with water like white pearls. Even her eyelashes were almost transparent under the sky light. When a pair of eyes filled with sunlight looked over, the waves contained in it reminded the smile of an angel.

He seemed to have survived the night, but the dark circles left behind did not appear abrupt, but with a hint of gloomy beauty, he looked like a decadent artist who existed in the forwarding photos of QQ space.

...What a beautiful foreigner.

Slim and pale, beautiful boy style.

Since entering the World Games, Dai Yong has become accustomed to the situation where there are all kinds of foreigners around him. After work, he still likes to find Longguo service area to live in. He always stays with foreigners. He always feels that the cultural differences are quite big.

But now, he seems to have met an extremely beautiful foreigner.

“Travel group?”

The other party actually spoke, and it seemed that he was very interested in this matter.

Dai Yong, who is very professional, immediately continued: "Ah... it is an organization where advanced players bring whiteboard players to participate in the game... Generally, one Belt one, one Belt two, one Belt two, one Belt two requires more powerful players, and the cost will be higher. We will use the agreement paper produced by the main god store to ensure the fairness of the transactions between the two parties. The fees obtained by advanced players will be taken from the subsequent points obtained by whiteboard players..."

"Oh..." The beautiful boy responded:

“Personable organizations, mutual progress?”

"Yes." Dai Yong wiped his sweat-I don't know what happened, but when he stood in front of this foreigner, he felt a lot of pressure for no reason:

"We also thought that this time, many whiteboard players might want to get out again, and they thought of such a mode. After all, even if the middle points are cleared, the use of the high-end players' [safe] can also reduce the high casualty rate of whiteboard players who just got out. Take the lead first and then be strong!"

The beautiful boy nodded slightly.

Dai Yong wanted to pull the other party into the group - it seemed that this was not easy. Those who do marketing just couldn't let any potential customer go.

But before he could speak further, the other party spoke again:

"So, do you include those players on the list?"

"Uh, what did you say?"

"Tour guide." The beautiful boy looked at him: "The stronger players on the list will take whiteboard players, this is the safest way to do it. They often have the spare time."

"This..." Dai Yong smiled: "Actually, we also have contacts with Geod, the 73rd-ranked player on the list, and he is the first tour guide in our tour group at this time."

"The first tour guide." The beautiful boy smiled a little: "I thought he was the first player."

"Haha...you're really joking. How can the first player be patient to bring whiteboard players..."

"So." The beautiful boy smiled: "I don't like this mechanism very much."

"Uh...ah?" Dai Yong was stunned.

"I hate this game too." said the beautiful boy: "I don't like the masters of all extreme wills. This world of forcing people to complete tasks is very troubled... The ranking system is even more so. The old world's definition of "greatness" has completely overturned, and the so-called peak players in the top few also have traits that I can't appreciate at all."

Dai Yong silently wiped his sweat - don’t say it out loud if you hate it!

Moreover, on the street, I suddenly said so much to a salesman... Dai Yong really thought there was something wrong with this foreigner.

He knew that the number one player had many supporters, and even if he didn't like him enthusiastically, he would have a little favor. After staying in this square with a huge traffic for a while, many bad eyes were already cast.

Not to mention, this fat sheep directly fired the map cannon and bombed all the top players in the previous few, and now all the mines that were not stepped on were going to explode.

"Travel group..." The beautiful boy seemed to have not noticed these gazes and suddenly nodded: "Very good, I like it very much."

There was a real smile on his face.

Then, he flew over Dai Yong directly and walked over as if he had not passed this conversation.

He ignored the eyes next to him.

He was still thinking about the story he just made up.

He is Beris Ciossezcu, Romanian.

Originally from the birthplace of vampire legend, his parents were devout and gentle Christians. Although their families were not rich, their parents still insisted on helping the poor and always had compassion for poor people.

He likes all kinds of folk myths and legends, loves art, but never thought that one day he would be suddenly involved in this world where freedom and art were completely restricted.

A very small number of people have become the core of the world. People who were originally great in the scientific research and art world are nameless. All art and entertainment must be followed by those few, and no one cares about it.

As a pure artist, although he hates such a world, he is still moved and shocked by some stories with great artistic beauty, which makes him feel like he is being separated.

Of course, he had a good impression of the players on the list, especially after knowing the behavior of the madman in the Dragon Kingdom who claimed to be a "artist" and called Su-style.

...What kind of artist is she? Just a self-destructive star-chasing girl. Her behavior is in a sense no different from that of a girl who can't pay off the loan for star-chasing loans. At most, she has a "voluntary" name.

He felt angry when he saw her figure still active in the forum.

He looked at his backpack, and a prop that looked like four-pointed stars was lying quietly in the backpack lattice.

When his fingers were shifting, he saw a clear description on it:

[Number Transmitter·Only Props: Special Identity Props obtained in the Fifth World Minghui can be designated to enter the same dungeon world without knowing the number in advance.]

He likes to tell stories, and when he used to give alms to those poor people, he likes to tell strange legends about his hometown.

And now, perhaps he can carefully prepare an artistic story that can influence the players on the list, beautiful, wonderful, and imaginative, and resonate.

"What should I say?" he whispered: "Really, when I see him, how beautiful should I say a story that can influence him..."
To be continued...