Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Seeing Miss Jasmine moving so slowly, Ryan did indeed have a mischievous thought. In the past, he was always beaten up by Jasmine, but in this area, he could keep up with the speed of a top assassin like Jasmine.

He quickly pinched Jasmine's soft, elven ears.

Jasmine used to forbid him from touching her ears, saying it was a matter of an elf's dignity.

Ryan couldn't keep up with Jasmine's speed, so he couldn't touch her.

Now, my wish has finally come true.

The half-elf's ears were indeed soft and sticky, just as he had imagined, like holding a piece of cotton candy.

Ryan touched her and then withdrew his hand, leaving Jasmine looking completely astonished.

Only later did she slowly realize that her ear had been touched.

Jasmine never expected that in just a few days, Ryan's speed would be so fast that even a top assassin like her couldn't react in time.

After the initial surprise came resentment.

She glared angrily at Ryan.

Ryan was satisfied; he had finally touched the elf's ear. He looked up, but then suddenly caught sight of a grayish-white object in the corner.

That was a stranger in gray.

“You…” Ryan’s mouth was a little dry. “You haven’t left yet? What are you still doing here?”

“Hmm, I want to see if you drink that wine.” The gray-clad stranger nodded. “However, I did see something even more interesting.”

Since death hasn't gone away...

Why was Miss Jasmine able to come back?

She has no right to face death; she should be driven away by instinctive fear.

Even Melanie, who is also a witch, has beautifully disappeared.

Ryan lowered his head and finally noticed that the half-elf lady's shoulders were trembling, her eyes were trembling, her whole body was trembling, and her face was pale.

She bit her lip so hard that you could even see tiny drops of blood.

Besides anger, fear also flickered in his amber eyes.

She is afraid.

She was instinctively afraid of death, which she did not know where it might be.

I felt a deep, visceral fear.

But she still returned, towards death.

The wind was dead, the sunlight was dead, time was dead, and space was dead. Only the half-elf girl in front of Ryan, trembling with fear, was the only warm existence in this desolate world. Ryan could feel her slightly damp breath, full of the vitality of summer.

"This time he's really gone."

The gray-clad stranger nodded at Ryan:

"maybe,

You really could kill me.

Chapter 123 Ryan's Worst Summer

This year has been the best summer for girls without a hood since they came of age.

That year, she found a job in Daohua Town, the curse of withering was banished, and she threw all the seeds into the rice paddies, earning enough food to last five years.

They settled in the town because, in the entire region, only Daohua Town had fertile land, and the grain market was in high demand. Even the terrifying diseased bear was driven away by their united efforts.

The day before yesterday, while walking through the fields of Daohua Town, all the villagers suddenly stopped what they were doing, embraced each other, and cheered. It turned out that their lord, Ryan, had returned in triumph from Graydead City.

She said she was very happy, and it felt like a golden age for humanity.

...

This year has been the worst summer since Ryan came of age.

That year, he was sent to the godforsaken, desolate Wuguang Territory. The stupid players were like cockroaches, impossible to get rid of no matter how much he tried to persuade them to quit. He also attracted a large group of overly devoted fans, and any casual remark he made would be analyzed in thousands of words. His father had just cut off his dog food (a euphemism for being fed by his girlfriend).

None of the newly recruited troublemakers under my command are obedient, and none of them have even reached 200 pounds yet. All the investments have been lost, and they've contracted gray death disease, eating grain but not gaining weight.

Today, while I was having lunch at the canteen in Daohua Town, all the villagers suddenly stopped what they were doing, cried, and ran away. It turned out that the Witch of Death had descended upon Daohua Town.

He said he was very sad, and had the feeling that humanity was doomed.

To make matters worse, he had just made Miss Jasmine cry.

"You haven't left yet. What are you still doing here?"

---As soon as he said those words, Ryan regretted it.

These words were spoken to the gray-clad stranger, but Jasmine could not see the gray-clad stranger.

After the gray-clad stranger finally left, Miss Jasmine knelt on the ground as if all the air had been sucked out of her body. Her face was still pale, her shoulders were still trembling slightly, and her eyes were faintly glistening with tears.

What should we do?

Ryan knew he was doomed this time.

Looking back, it was indeed quite a tense situation. A girl defied her instinct for life and death, risking some unknown danger to come back and save him, only for Ryan to open his mouth with, "What are you still doing here..."

Buhou.

Or perhaps we should continue with the same old trick.

Ryan's mind raced, conjuring up the idea of ​​saying, "You've really disappointed me," just like last time. But looking at Jasmine's current state, he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

“Miss Jasmine, you’ve misunderstood…” Ryan thought to himself as he explained earnestly.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he knew he was doomed.

Jasmine looked up and glared fiercely at Ryan.

Time seemed to flow at half its normal pace in the cafeteria, but Ryan's pace remained the same, equivalent to speaking at twice his usual speed.

Playing audio at double speed is quite bizarre.

Whose little Ryan is talking?

Jasmine glared angrily at Ryan, believing he was deliberately teasing her by speaking so quickly. The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.

"You...are...too...bad...".

Whose little sloth is talking?

If he couldn't hold back at this moment, he would go to hell. Ryan could only try his best to hold on. Miss Jasmine's time flow was slowed down by half, which made her speak at an extremely slow pace, with each tone drawn out.

If they were dwarfs, they would have burst out laughing right now, because they have a low threshold for laughter.

Fortunately, Ryan has a high threshold for laughter.

He had no choice but to slow down his speech and explain to Jasmine word by word:

"Just... died... just now."

After finishing the sentence, one sentence at a time, Ryan felt completely exhausted.

I think you really want to die.

Jasmine remained expressionless. Ryan, longing for her day and night, believed that his persistent thoughts would eventually lead to his death.

"Don't touch the gaps around the table." Speaking slowly was too much effort, so Ryan switched to writing. "The space there is dead; anything that touches it will break."

Jasmine tried touching the gap in the space with her chopsticks, and sure enough, the chopsticks broke instantly.

She immediately frowned, confirming that what Ryan said was true.

"Time has also been slowed down."

Ryan wrote, "You hit me at full speed."

He will continue his experiments.

I've never heard of such a despicable request.

Miss Jasmine was more than happy to oblige. A flash of cold light appeared in her hand as she slashed diagonally towards Ryan's neck with incredible speed, using her hand as a knife. The speed was so fast that even the wind couldn't react; but in Ryan's eyes, the Shadow Assassin's hand blade, though fast, was not unstoppable.

He used chopsticks as a sword, flicked them forward lightly, deflecting the direction of the hand strike and reflecting the force back.

With the micro-acceleration enabled, everything feels effortless and carefree.

Jasmine refused to believe it and launched several more attacks, moving so fast that she left afterimages.

Ryan parried each attack, and in a moment of leisure, he even flicked his blond hair with one hand, a smooth and elegant gesture, and flashed a mocking expression.

Jasmine frowned. She hadn't expected Ryan to actually realize what was going on. Was he abandoning his parents at home while he was doing so well outside?

“My latency is 10ms, yours is 20ms,” Hook Ryan sneered inwardly. “Sis, what makes you think you can play with me?”

He was sitting in the cafeteria, which was like sitting in the server room.

Last time in the bathroom, Ryan was punched six times in a second by Jasmine.

But as long as he's in this half-dead space, Ryan can keep up with the Shadow Assassin's speed.

This boost to his combat power is not just like adding wings to a tiger, it's like adding wings to a tiger.

Awesome.

From now on, let's turn this cafeteria into Ryan Lumin's boss room. Ryan will be the cafeteria swordsman from now on!

With the added boost of delayed divine power, the Cafeteria Sword Saint is indeed formidable.

In the cafeteria, Ryan was punched three times by Jasmine in just one second.

Ryan clutched his stomach. His frail physique made him too slow. Even with speed hacks, he couldn't keep up with those who used pure strength. Assassins were still Ryan's natural counter.

“...usually...” Ryan commented indignantly, thinking that one day he would have to be faster than Jasmine.

Jasmine sighed. She really didn't understand why Ryan would still pull out a hand to act tough after being beaten up. Seeing his pained yet pretentious expression, the half-elf girl found it amusing. Her mood seemed to improve, and her previously dejected ears perked up again.

Although it still can't compare to Jasmine, who specializes in speed, it's enough to deal with most players.

Ryan wondered if the players would be affected by this world.

A sudden commotion arose outside the cafeteria. Ryan's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was thinking of the players, they appeared.

Have you heard?

"Some players' accounts were deleted at noon."

"It's said that he said he was going to give Eden a good review, and as a result, his account was banned."

"You didn't know? This incident caused quite a stir; it even trended on the community forum. All the hard work he put into building his account is gone. I heard that the player almost died from overworking and had to be rushed to the hospital. The media has reported on it."

"It all depends on what kind of compensation the authorities will offer."

"Malicious account deletion, this incident is likely to escalate significantly!"

Chapter 124 Player: The Sudden Spinning Top

This is a good thing.

Ryan was overjoyed.

Accounts are the most sensitive thing for players. If a scandal of malicious account deletion breaks out right after the closed beta, Eden's hard-won reputation will plummet to rock bottom again.

When others delete their accounts, they at least get a minute; when Eden deletes an account, it's just a matter of excuses.

As long as the account owner persists in posting protests, the game will be overwhelmed by angry players.

To handle these kinds of situations well, the first step is to contact the account owner, apologize, and reach a private settlement.

But Ryan doesn't need reconciliation. Instead, he wants to encourage the account owner, 'She sewed it up but didn't give it to me,' to not back down and to fight the authorities to the end.

Ryan was already thinking about how to use a secondary account to contact this guy privately and provoke him relentlessly.

While feeling joyful, Ryan was also startled.

He noticed the players' discussion, saying that he was 'hospitalized after nearly dying suddenly'.

If this sudden death was just a coincidence, then so be it.

But if the sudden death was caused by bumping into the 'Gray Stranger's' shoulder in the game, then the situation is even more serious. This means that the primordial curse in Eden can directly affect the Earth world, and may even determine life and death.