"According to your arrangement, we are urgently adjusting your son's mental condition, but...it seems that there is no relief..." Facing the middle-aged man's question, the researcher responded cautiously.
"Other players at the top of the list have not experienced this situation." The middle-aged man suddenly sighed: "Why did my child become a lunatic after just one game..."
"According to research, players who have experienced the dungeon world generally experience a decline in mental state. What's more, they are even accompanied by various mental illnesses." The researcher said:
"A related case also appeared in the case of Larco, the 69th player on the ranking list. After experiencing the third world copy and being brutally tortured, after returning, he was in a trance, manic and often depressed. He immediately I sought help from the United Regiment's psychological department and was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, along with Stockholm syndrome... and I haven't had any problems since.
Alebella, who was once ranked 123rd on the rankings, suffered from Cotard Syndrome after her body was broken down by sulfuric acid in the second world copy. She believed that her own body and internal organs were damaged. She claimed that her lungs and intestines were completely rotten, and she believed that she had already died of ulcers all over her body. Even if her physical data showed that she was healthy, she thought that she would have died long ago. He had already died of sulfuric acid in the White Sun Floating City.
At the same time, Iris, who failed in the previous world, seems to have a tendency to be mildly depressed. She is unwilling to show up, communicate with others, and even leave 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 at the top of the list.
We surveyed the players who came for help and found that they all have two characteristics. The first is that he is emotionally paranoid and easily falls into misunderstandings. The second is that he died tragically when he returned and has not yet been able to recover from the feeling of death...
The stronger the player's ability, the easier it is for the spirit to weaken. If timely treatment is not provided, this situation will continue.
Previously, the department did not pay much attention to this aspect and did not take relevant measures for psychological treatment. It wasn't until more and more players asked for help that we realized that death for a human being is not as simple as closing and opening one's eyes.
Each organization has decided to open a new psychological department to treat players who have lost their will to fight and are on the verge of mental breakdown, to help them continue to fight..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not interested in hearing this, it's unlucky, it's ulcers, it's death." The middle-aged man interrupted him and waved his hand, his expression seemed to be in pain: "I just want my son to come back normally. Don’t let him go crazy like this again, please try your best to save my son.”
"We will do our best." The researcher nodded immediately.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and a young woman walked in.
The researcher knew how to wink and immediately retreated, while the woman slowly approached the middle-aged man.
"Mizushima Kawaharu still hasn't returned." The woman said, "There's a big fuss over Kotake. Their heir, Mizushima Kawaharu, seems to be about to have some problems."
"It doesn't matter about the little dispute over Kotake." The middle-aged man said: "There is one missing Mizushima Kawaharu. Even if she does not return after the end of the fifth world, she may have become another identity, don't pay attention to it—— In the face of greater interests, these are nothing at all. This prosperous age requires us to unite, and what the alliance needs is not only reliable allies, but also suitable chess pieces."
The woman said nothing.
After becoming a never-ending player, she accompanied the middle-aged man to participate in secret meetings between various organizations, and witnessed with her own eyes the intense discussions they had at the conference table. After the relevant mechanisms for casual players are gradually improved, this group of people can return to their old business, use their personal connections to build a net for earning points, and reap more benefits...
In the words of a middle-aged man, "Adventurer players are just pawns that earn points for them, they are the charge number."
And these people who retreat behind the scenes are the key hands in controlling everything.
After all...adventure players walk on a blade and may lose everything at any time due to a copy. But these casual players who have mastered the game can continue to accumulate capital without fear of losing everything in one step.
They are safe.
To them, these adventure players who work hard to earn points are just bricklayers working in 996 on the line of life and death.
In addition to the top group of adventure players, those adventure players who are wandering in the middle and low-end and may be wiped out at any time, who just want to end up once or twice, are the source of their wealth.
In their view, most people have not been able to understand it yet.
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 in their hands are already infinitely better than those who are on the line of life and death.
These middle school topics of who is the strongest have little meaning to those of them who have long since matured and seen through this.
When the progress bar appears and the future of mankind is bright, this group of people are more determined to tighten their money bags.
For both types of players, those at the top of the pyramid make the most profits. Others are just stepping stones and paving materials.
No matter what kind of world we are in, there will only be the smallest group of people who will make the most profit.
"Has Elland already written out the strategy?"
"Well, it's written down and His Highness Edward has read it. Aiden seems to be very interested in it too, so we also gave him a copy."
"Here, one more person brings more hope." The man looked at his son who was howling miserably in front of him and said in a calm tone: "As long as they don't suddenly become madmen and slow down the progress of the world, everything will be fine. Easy to say..."
…
On the screen, the issues of the joint group are still going on, and the current issue remains at: above.
"I won't be Wang Xingkong." Su Mingan said: "Neither can you, no one can. At least judging from the current situation, our future is very optimistic."
"...Is that so?" Noel smiled and seemed to want to say something else, but suddenly looked away.
Su Mingan also turned his head at the same moment, his eyes firmly fixed on the screen.
What caught their attention was a shift in the camera in the live broadcast room.
Wearing a white suit, he stood like a focal point in the light.
In front of him, the green button representing "unlimited right to speak" shined.
"I think it's a game." The young man in the white suit said with a smile: "A dangerous and desirable dimensional game in which the fate of a civilization is staked."
The barrage surged like crazy:
. Mizushima Kawakora looked at him, his usually determined eyes trembling slightly at this moment: "...Can they still come back?" After the world game is over, they can still..."
"Bang bang."
Wilson banged his gavel:
"Ms. Mizushimagawa, your remarks have nothing to do with the current issue. If you want to discuss it, please discuss it in our 14th issue later."
"I just wanted to ask a question temporarily." Mizushima Kawakora said.
On the empty seat next to her, a bouquet of bright red roses lay quietly.
"... Mizushima Kawaharu, after you killed her." Mizushima Kawaharu looked at Ming: "She never returned to the main god space. Do you know where she went?"
…
Noel looked back.
"It's a boring question." He said, "It's something you can figure out with a little thought. Ah, this woman actually wasted our time on such an occasion. It's really boring..."
"Mizushima Kawaharu has become an observer, right?" Su Ming'an said: "I have read people's conclusions on the forum. If you die in the world copy and do not return in time, you may have obtained the conditions for a special status. Look. The same goes for Raimizushimakawa Haru - she really wants to help her sister in this way."
He remembered Mizushima Kawaharu's appearance in the fifth world.
In front of herself, she lowered her head, knelt on her knees, begged for mercy in front of the whole world, shouted sorry, and trampled her face into the mud. 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 young lady into a chess piece of a wealthy family who sold her body.
...Perhaps after that, she felt the true powerlessness and decided to find a path that suited her in another way, not as a player.
"Yeah." Noel nodded: "That's probably it. It has nothing to do with us anyway. And now - I've finished asking my questions."
He stretched out his hand, his action simple and straightforward.
"Now, Su Mingan, I sincerely invite you to cooperate with me." He said:
"You are the number one player and the hope of mankind. You are currently the strongest and most qualified person to stand at the end.
You have deviated from the original intention of playing the game... and it seems that you have also lost a better opportunity.
This world game does not bring a crisis, it is just a fight between the weak and the strong, an evolution.
Evolve suitable people and let them embrace higher dimensions. Eliminate the unfit and let them self-destruct.
I hope you will stand until the end, and for this I can provide you with all the support, including props, public opinion, and information before the start of the world instance.
And there is only one obligation that you need to fulfill——"
A touch of pure comfort bloomed in his eyes. It was like fireworks exploding on the frozen lake in an instant.
“It’s about embracing Gao Wei,” he said.
Su Mingan's eyes shifted slightly.
Noel continued:
"The human self-rescue meeting is meaningless - you think so too, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't let your clone attend and come to the amusement park with me.
Humanity is already on the verge of destruction, and our future is bleak.
Even if we escape this game, what awaits us is still endless reincarnation. "
"Hold my hand and join the new world." Noel stretched out his hand and spread his fingers, waiting for him to hold it: "We have it all together, and we are all beings most suitable for evolution.
Forget about the crude human self-rescue organization of the United Regiment. Even at this juncture, they still cannot see the reality clearly, and they still want to fight to the death for that little bit of power.
The structure is relaxed and the horizons are enlarged.
Here, I have an opportunity suitable for your evolution.
We—" Noel smiled, with a clear light flowing in his eyes:
"——Possessing something extremely grand."
Su Mingan tilted his head.
He did not answer Noel's question directly, and then looked out the window.
"——What do you think I saw?" he said softly.
Noel was stunned for a moment and looked out the window.
Through a thin piece of glass, his eyes touched a dim sky.
A ray of skylight, like a light strip of light, spread down.
That was the last ray of light under the setting sun, and at this time, it gradually shifted as the Ferris wheel moved.
The first player sitting across from him was bathed in a blood-thick light, like a still color photo.
In the bright light, his eyes seemed to sparkle.
A slanted band of light slowly disappeared.
The Ferris wheel reached its highest point.
