I am a god in the secret world

All the people in this factory were under control, and Bai Cha went downstairs and left.

Pity.

Bai Cha was thinking about whether he should go to the high school to take a look, maybe there might be some chemistry experiment products there.

But nothing that a middle school student can touch is particularly dangerous, so just make it yourself... Bai Cha is more worried that he might kill himself first.

Some professional university laboratories should have them, but there was no decent university in this city. She was young and did not have her ID card or household registration booklet with her, so she could not buy a ticket and had to give up.

When Bai Cha started planning where to get some poison or simply see if there was any snake venom for sale, Meng Lingze had already come to him.

This guy is very fast.

Baicha hasn't even had time to go out.

She is now sitting on the side of the road, holding a roasted sweet potato in her hand.

This happened when she was wandering around a small hospital. The old man felt sorry for her and sent her home.

Baicha was really hungry, so after taking it, he squatted on the side of the road and started eating.

When Meng Lingze arrived, Bai Cha looked up at him, then patted the edge of the flower bed beside her.

This person also sat down directly.

"You said you wandered around the dungeon for a long time. What do you mean?"

"You've been in the game for so long and you don't know that many of the NPCs you mentioned were brought in from reality?"

Bai Cha ate as she talked, she no longer looked like a young girl, but rather mature and numb.

Of course Meng Lingze knew this, but he didn't want to ask this.

He wanted to know which copy Baicha was in.

But he didn't know how to ask for a moment, but Bai Cha next to him had already spoken.

"I was in a campus dungeon before. You should know what I went through. Of course, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not. I was trapped there for many, many years, repeating what happened over and over again, playing myself over and over again."

Bai Cha chuckled with sarcasm on her face, then turned to look at Meng Lingze.

"Brother, do you know how uncomfortable that feels? Besides, there's always a player who plays you, but they don't act like you at all."

Tears welled up in her eyes again, but she still didn't let them fall. Instead, she turned around and took a bite of the sweet potato to calm herself down.

"But the last time, there was a person who acted very similarly. He didn't look like you, but he was really gentle like you. Moreover, he was really angry and distressed about what happened to me. I thought that if you were really there, you would be the same as him, so I assisted him and destroyed the copy."

Meng Lingze pursed his lips when he heard this, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I thought I would be free, but later I realized that I was just escaping the nightmare that had trapped me for so many years. I started to act as an NPC in other dungeons, not necessarily in what I looked like or what role I played, until... the system assigned me a new task."

She looked at Meng Lingze quietly, with affection in her eyes and a quiet and beautiful smile.

"It said, come to this copy, I can see you."

Meng Lingze didn't look at her, but looked away.

"So what mission did it give you?" His voice still seemed cold, but some of the emotions contained in it had changed.

"It said, give me two choices, either kill you or prevent you from becoming a god."

This is the most truthful thing Bai Cha has ever said, without any lies. "But actually, for me, I never had a choice."

Bai Cha reached out and gently grabbed his sleeve, and finally grabbed his good left hand.

"Brother, I don't want you to die, nor do I want you to become a god. Are those gods really gods? You know what they are better than I do. Can you become one of them, then develop your own followers and let more people follow your path?"

Meng Lingze finally looked at Bai Cha, clenched his teeth, and still said nothing, but his breathing was very unstable.

"Compared to those things, I hope you can live well in reality and live the way you wanted. Didn't you say before that you loved music the most? You said you wanted to be a musician, you wanted to write songs, and you wanted everyone to hear your music."

Bai Cha's face was full of sincerity.

And sincerity is the last thing she can offer.

If Meng Lingze is still unwilling to accept it after all this, then she will start to fight hard.

"You once said that you would write songs for me. You also said that if I became a painter in the future, we would be able to shine together in the field of art. Isn't that what you most wanted to be?"

Meng Lingze was a little excited and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Bai Cha.

"I know you want to say that more than a decade has passed in reality and everything has changed. You want to say that your life has changed since the moment your parents died and you were burdened with debt. Or, you want to say that you still blame me in your heart, blaming me for choosing death with them, right?"

Bai Cha's voice was even more excited than his.

Meng Lingze was suddenly speechless.

"Brother, are you blaming us or yourself?"

Meng Lingze looked away again, his chest rising and falling slightly, showing his emotional fluctuations at this moment.

"Are you blaming us for abandoning you, or are you just looking for an excuse to escape reality and blame us for all your sufferings and your inability to realize your dreams in life?"

"If you couldn't do it before, have you really been unable to pick up your dream again over the years? Is it because you can't pick it up, or do you feel that you are unworthy? Why do you feel that you are unworthy? Because you feel that you are resenting us, and you don't dare to face yourself at all. Do you still want to replace Him in this state? No matter which path you choose, you will not succeed in this state. Do you understand?"

Meng Ling suddenly shook off her hand, stood up, and strode away.

Bai Cha let out a long sigh and continued to chew the sweet potato he had not finished.

My hands were a little sticky after eating, and just at that moment a tissue was handed to me.

I saw an old man next to me crying with tears in his eyes.

"You said it very well, little girl. People should not give up their dreams! Only by sticking to their dreams can life be successful. Thank you! I will quit my job now!"

As he said that, he stuffed the tissue over to me and left.

White tea: "..."

Look at how aware other people are.

I hope Meng Lingze also has this awareness.

After dinner, Bai Cha touched her pocket and felt a little melancholy. She originally wanted to buy a knife.

Forget it, let’s go pick up bottles and see if there’s any glass or something.

You still have to be prepared to fight hard.

I'll set a flag first, and try to make 10 more chapters before the end, if I can save them up ()