"According to your arrangement, we are urgently adjusting your son's mental state, but... it seems that there is no relief yet..." Faced with the middle-aged man's question, the researcher responded cautiously.

"There are no such situations for other players on the list." The middle-aged man suddenly sighed: "Why did my child become a lunatic after playing once..."

"According to the research, players who have experienced the dungeon world have generally experienced mental declines. Some of them are even accompanied by various mental illnesses." The researcher said:

"Related cases also appeared in the 69th player of the ranking list. After experiencing the third world dungeon and being cruelly tortured, he was in a trance, manic, and often depressed after returning. He immediately asked the Psychological Department of the United Corps and was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and accompanied by Stockholm syndrome... He has never ended again since then.

Ellebera, who was once ranked 123rd, suffered from Kotar Syndrome after her second world copy was broken by sulfuric acid. She believed that her own body and internal organs had changed and no longer existed. She claimed that her lungs and stomach had completely rotten, and that she had already died of ulceration in the whole body, even if she showed her her sound physical data proof. She believed that she had already died of sulfuric acid in the Sun floating city.

At the same time, Iris, who failed in the previous world, seemed to have a tendency to be mildly depressed, unwilling to show up, unwilling to communicate with others, and even unwilling to come out with her personal space. We judge that she may have lost the qualification to participate in the game again...

This kind of mental pressure is very common among players on the list.

We investigated the players who came to ask for help and found that they all had two traits. The first is that they are emotionally paranoid and easily fall into misunderstandings. The second is that they are tragic when they return and have not yet been relieved from the feeling of death...

The stronger the player's ability, the easier it is to weaken the spirit. If there is no timely adjustment and treatment, this situation will continue.

Previously, the department did not pay much attention to this aspect, nor did it take relevant measures for psychological treatment. It was not until more and more players seeking help that we realized that death is not that simple for a human being, and the eyes are closed and opened.

All organizations have decided to open a new psychological department to specifically treat players who have lost their fighting will and are on the verge of collapse to help them continue to fight..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not interested in listening to these things. Unlucky, what's bad, what's dead." The middle-aged man interrupted him and waved his hand, his expression seemed to be painful: "I just need my son to come over normally, don't let him go crazy like this anymore. Please do your best to treat my son."

"We will do our best." The researcher nodded immediately.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the door, and a young woman walked in.

The researcher was very good at looking at the winks and immediately stepped back, while the woman slowly approached the middle-aged man.

"Mizushima Kawaharu still has not returned." The woman said: "There is a big fuss in the ancient martial arts side. Their heir, Mizushima Kawaharu, seems to be about to have some problems."

"It doesn't matter if there is a small dispute over the ancient martial arts side." The middle-aged man said: "There is no one Mizushima Kawaharu. Even if she does not return after the end of the fifth world, she may have become another identity, so she doesn't have to pay attention to it - before the greater interests, these are nothing. This prosperous era requires us to unite, and what the alliance needs is not only reliable allies, but also suitable chess pieces."

A woman speaks without saying anything.

After becoming a player who is not out of the game, she accompanied the middle-aged to participate in secret meetings between various organizations, and saw them confronting each other with her own eyes and discussing fiercely on the conference table. After the relevant mechanisms of casual players were gradually improved, this group of people can return to their old careers, use their connections to build a network to gain points, and gain more benefits...

In the words of middle-aged people, it is "adventurous players are just chess pieces that earn points for them, and they are charges."

And those who retreat behind the scenes are the key players in controlling everything.

After all... Adventurous players walk on the blade and may lose everything at any time because of a copy. However, those who have mastered it can continue to accumulate capital without being afraid of losing everything in one step.

They are very safe.

For them, these adventurers who work hard to earn points are just brick movers working 996 on the line of life and death.

In addition to the top adventure players, those adventure players who roam in the middle and low ends and who may be emptied at any time and just think about the ending once or twice are the sources of their wealth.

In their opinion, [the positioning of the world] has not yet been able to make most people understand it.

While everyone is still arguing about who is the strongest adventure player and who can lead the world, these casual players with thousands of points are already much better than those on the line of life and death.

The topic of who is the strongest middle school second is meaningless to those of them who have long been mature and see through them.

When the progress bar appears and the future of human beings is bright, this group of people is more obsessed with holding their money bags tightly.

Both players are the people at the top of the pyramid to make the most profits. The others are just stepping stones and paving materials.

No matter what kind of world it is, there will only be a small number of people, making the most profits.

"Airand has written the guide?"

"Well, I've written it out. His Highness Edward has read it. Aiden seems to be very interested in it, so we gave him one."

"Give it, one more person, and one more hope." The man looked at his son howling fiercely in front of him and said in a plain tone: "As long as they don't suddenly become madmen and slow down the progress of the world, everything will be easy to say..."

...

On the screen, the joint group's issues are still ongoing, and the current issues are still on: [Why did the organizer hold such a game?].

"I can't be Wang Xingkong." Su Mingan said: "You can't, neither, nor anyone can. At least from the current situation, our future is very optimistic."

"...Is that true?" Noel smiled, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly he turned his sight.

Su Mingan also turned his head over at the same time, and his eyes firmly fixed on the screen.

What attracted their attention was a transfer of the live broadcast room's footage.

Wearing a white suit, the focus of the person who came from the light, was standing at this time.

In front of him, the green button representing "unlimited voice" shines.

"I think it's a game." The young man in white suit said with a smile: "He bet on a civilized, dangerous and desirable dimensional game."

The barrage surged like crazy:

[He spoke! He turned out to be able to speak!]

[I thought he would sit still until the end, but I didn't expect that he would start!]

【Here, it's still here...】

[Is it "desirable"? So the first player is... agreeing that world games are human opportunities?]

[The players on the list are all a group of madmen. It is normal for them to like this kind of game. Only madmen will resonate with the madmen organizer!]

"Is this your instructive?" Noel asked.

"It's very unexpected." Su Ming'an raised his eyebrows: "Ming's answer is similar to what I think."

On the screen, someone stood up, as if to refute Ming's point of view.

The camera shifted slightly, fixed on the woman holding the black knife tightly. Her long dark hair was not tied up, floating behind her like a waterfall. The fusan kimono embroidered with pink cherry blossoms highlighted her soft body lines, and her expression was as cold as frost.

"Do you think this is a game?" Mizushima Kawasawa said: "But there is no game that costs human life and death and the destiny of civilization?"

Faced with doubts like a knife-like tone of Mizushima Kawaso, Ming chuckled lightly, acting calmly.

"I remember my point of view was already expressed at the opening ceremony." He said: "Since you can't resist, you can do your best in the circle drawn by the organizer. Think of a despair mechanism that makes us desperate as a game, and use inspiring tasks to exchange points for ladders to take steps upwards, and players always have endless possibilities - isn't this the best way to motivate?"

"You know something, right?" Mizushima Kawaso clasped his black knife tightly, and his veins were exposed: "About the observer, about the hunter, about the sniper... about those people who are independent of the player's identity."

Ming smiled and looked at her, like a Gran gentleman who was patiently waiting for the lady to speak.

Everyone watched the two of them confronted each other, and countless eyes gathered here, and no one slapped the button to insert the conversation.

They are also looking forward to what kind of thoughts these two people who have always been silent can collide with.

"Those who have become special identities and have given up their player identities never come back after a dungeon, and are [assimilated] by the game." Mizushima Kawasawa looked at him, and his always determined gaze trembled slightly at this time: "...Can they still come back? After the world game is over, they still..."

"Bang bang."

Wilson knocked on the mallet:

"Miss Mizushimakawa, your remarks have nothing to do with the current issue. If you want to discuss [the impact of special identities on the world game], please discuss them in our later article 14."

"I just want to ask a question temporarily." Mizushima Kawaso said.

On the empty seat beside her, a bouquet of bright red roses lay quietly.

"…Mizushima Kawaharu, after you killed her." Mizushima Kawasama Kawasama looked at Akira: "She never returned to the main god space again. Do you know where she went?"

...

Noel withdrew his gaze.

"A boring question," he said, "Things can be understood with a little brain. Oh, this woman wasted our time on such occasions. It's so boring..."

"Mizushima Kawaharu has become an observer," said Su Mingan: "I have read people's summary on the forum. If you die in the world copy and do not return in time, you may have obtained the conditions for becoming a special identity. It seems that the same is true for Mizushima Kawaharu - she really wants to help her sister in this way."

He remembered the way Mizushima Kawaharu looked in the fifth world.

She lowered her head, knelt on her knees, begged for mercy in front of the whole world, shouted sorry, and stepped on her face into the mud, and everyone was laughing at her.

Under Hui Shuhang's pressure, she died as light as a feather.

Before that, she put down all her dignity and transformed from a willful and proud lady to a chess piece of a family that betrays her body.

...Perhaps after that, she felt real powerlessness and decided to use another way, not as a player, to find a way that suits her.

"Yes." Noel nodded: "It's probably true, it has nothing to do with us anyway. And now-my question is over."

He stretched out his hand and his movements were simple and straightforward.

"Now, Su Ming'an, I sincerely invite you to cooperate with me." He said:

"You are the number one player, the hope of human beings, you are the strongest and most qualified person to stand at the end.

You deviate from the original intention of playing the game... You seem to have lost the opportunity to better [evolution self].

This world game brings not a crisis, but a prey on the weak and an evolution.

Evolve people who are suitable for them, let them embrace high-dimensionality, eliminate people who are not suitable for them, let them self-destruct.

I hope you stand to the end, and for this I can provide you with all the support, including props, public opinion, and information before the world copy begins.

And there is only one obligation you need to fulfill-"

A pure comfort bloomed in his eyes, like fireworks exploded on an ice lake in an instant.

"It's embracing Gao Wei," he said.

Su Mingan's eyes shifted slightly.
To be continued...