My Player 2

Chapter 194 90

The rain is still falling like a waterfall from the sky.

In the dilapidated temple, "A Daoist friend's voice has brought back all the vicissitudes of life" sat in front of the campfire and took the initiative to speak:

"I have already told you my name, but I don't know how to address you. Is this the custom here?"

He wants to log off.

But the NPCs in the temple looked at him as if he were a monster, with vigilance, curiosity, and undisguised suspicion. In this situation, he couldn't close his eyes in peace.

Although he knew the names of these NPCs by scanning the information, he still had to talk to them in order to clear up the misunderstanding.

"I am Ding Junhu, the second in command of the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency. My friends in the martial arts world give me some face, so I will just call me Tiger."

The burly man carrying a big sword bowed.

But the two men and one woman under his command had no intention of introducing themselves.

"A word from you, fellow Taoist, has brought all the vicissitudes of life to me." He also bowed to the burly man, then turned around and looked at the woman who gave him the campfire.

The woman jumped back like a frightened cat, and seemed to feel that this was a bit rude, so she said:
"Since both of you are addressing me by single words, then you can just call me [Xue]."

Snow?
"A word from you, fellow Taoist, has brought me so much vicissitudes of life." His eyes shifted, his gaze quickly swept across her legs, then he shook his head, and suddenly lost interest.

The woman was wearing pants, so it shouldn't be the "ice cream" that other players were looking for.

After the few people introduced themselves, the atmosphere in the temple became a little better. The Tiger Escort Leader, who was carrying a big sword, took the initiative to talk to "A Taoist Fellow, All the Vicissitudes of Life":

"Since Brother Peng is from overseas, can you tell me about the current situation overseas? I heard that in overseas areas, all gods and Buddhas have fallen, Taoist monks are all crazy, and ghosts and monsters are everywhere. It has become a hell on earth."

"That's about right." "Fellow Daoist, all the vicissitudes of life" nodded.

"Most of the gods have become monsters. The few that have not been corrupted have fled to heaven to become running dogs. There is no peace anywhere."

"A world as peaceful as this one can be called a paradise."

"Oh..." [Xue], who was leaning against the wall, couldn't help but sigh.

She put down the hilt of the knife, bowed her hands and said:
"To be honest, although I was born in this world, I have been traveling in the outside world since I was young. Your description of the outside world... is correct."

"Ah... this world." Tiger also sighed and asked:

"I heard that the imperial court has made some big moves recently, and the imperial guards have been dispatched frequently. Even the Wulin Alliance, which has always been at odds with the imperial court, has become involved with the imperial court. They said they want to collect something in the hope of saving the world. Are you two here for this matter?"

"Save the world?" "A Daoist friend has experienced so much" shook his head: "I don't know. I am only here for the Penglai fairyland. I am not very interested in other things."

[Xue] also shook her head: "I came here to find my roots."

Seeing that these two guys who claimed to be outsiders seemed to have no interest in the court's actions, [Tiger] did not delve into the matter further.

This matter is not sensitive, it is just a rumor in the underworld. [Tiger] was just asking casually. It is very likely that the rumor was made up by some ordinary person from all walks of life.

However, with this brief exchange, the atmosphere in the dilapidated temple became much better.

The woman who called herself "Xue" saw that there didn't seem to be anything unusual with "A call from a fellow Taoist, all the vicissitudes of life", and she slowly moved back to the campfire.

She stared at the boy for a long time, and found that he had a shadow, and it seemed that he really had no bad intentions, so she took the initiative to speak:

"Little Brother Peng, why don't you... fall asleep when you perform these strange techniques?"

[Xue] mustered up her courage, placed her fingers on the tip of "A call from a fellow Taoist"'s nose, and felt his even, warm breath.

It seems that he is really a child.

[Xue] scratched her head in shame.

There was a reason why she was so afraid of boys who had used thaumaturgy.

When she was in the outside world before, she had seen many people who could use magic.

They called those useful magic "gifts from God" or "divine magic", which were very powerful things. However, those who used "divine magic" suddenly went crazy one day and began to slaughter people around them without reason.

Their madness was like an infectious disease, killing tens of thousands of lives.

This is [Snow]’s personal experience.

Since then, she has been avoiding these guys who use witchcraft.

I’m afraid that one day they will suddenly go crazy like those “magicians”.

……

Jinghai suburb, Happiness Sanatorium.

Qian Dapeng took off his helmet, poured a cup of hot water from the thermos, took out the blood pressure-lowering medicine from the bedside table, and swallowed it.

He got out of bed, went to the bathroom, did some warm-up exercises, and just as he walked out of the corridor, he was stopped by a nurse from the nursing home.

"Mr. Qian, are you free later? Doctor Zhao wants to talk to you."

"I'm busy!" Qian Dapeng looked stern and didn't give the nurse a good look.

He knew that the caregiver had complained again.

Doctor Zhao must have planned to use the excuse of an examination to find him, saying that the holographic helmet would cause great pressure inside the skull and was not suitable for the elderly, and advised him to pay attention to his health.

to be honest.

Just don’t let him play holographic games!

He was born in the 90s. He went to game halls when he was a child, went to black Internet cafes when he was older, played on a laptop in college, and after graduation he became a player on all platforms, with over 5 hours of gaming time.

When holographic games were just born in his middle age, he hid it from his wife and spent the money for a car to buy the most advanced holographic helmet of the time.

Although he is only 58 years old this year, he has been playing games for more than 50 years.

Not only that, he also calls himself a "family of gamers", and his good-for-nothing youngest son is a well-known game anchor on the entire Internet.

Want to persuade yourself not to play games?

no way!

Not to mention, this period of time is critical and determines whether one can change his job to [Immortal Cultivator].

Qian Dapeng put on a sour face, trying to make the caregiver give up.

He ignored the nurse and walked to the public area of ​​the nursing home. He saw a group of middle-aged women dancing, but he didn't pay any attention to them. Instead, he opened the door in the corner and walked to the public "game area".

"Hey! Garen is here to catch us! Where's the jungler? Where's the jungler?"

"The bottom lane keeps asking me to gank, how can I gank?"

There are several old computers here, and several white-haired old men are sitting in front of the computers, wearing reading glasses, holding the mouse, typing on the keyboard, playing old games that were discontinued decades ago.

Qian Dapeng didn't disturb them. Just like an old man watching chess in the park, he watched them play the game silently.

As he watched, he shook his head again and sighed deliberately.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

Alas, these old guys cannot accept new things, dare not try holographic games, and are still playing old games when they are old.

Unlike myself, I always keep a young mentality and even won the chance to play "Glory Expedition OL", a game that young people can't play even if they want to.

After watching these old guys who couldn't keep up with the times for two hours, Qian Dapeng returned to the room and put on his helmet again.

(End of this chapter)