Section 262

I am poor because I have never met a young man who wants to support me. 〗

In addition to those who are fascinated by Yuan Buwei's appearance, those players who focus on the game itself are also very interested in Yuan Buwei.

According to their understanding, such a person with extraordinary status, amazing strength, and who has changed the world pattern by himself, is either the final boss or the destined protagonist in the game. If such an important NPC is favored enough, there will definitely be amazing rewards.

In this way, without Yuan Buwei doing anything, there are tool people who try every means to approach him, compete to please him enthusiastically, and want to win his favor.

Yuan Buwei naturally accepted them one by one.

Eating the various snacks offered by the tool people, accepting the various treasures they found without hesitation, Yuan Buwei dispatched various tasks to exploit the tool people in a few words, but the tool people were happy with it, and they smiled brilliantly.

Their thoughts are too good to be seen.

It's nothing more than # a few snacks/treasures that not only increase the favorability but also get the task. There may be rich rewards in the future. I am really smart, hehe # and so on.

A true game designer does not laugh without saying anything.

—— Tools people may think they are making a lot of money, but they never lose money.

As time goes by, players have a deeper understanding of Qiongyuan Star and have developed various ways to play. Exploring the outer space is just one of them. Some people accept tasks assigned by the Jinling tribe and other tribes, work for them, and obtain some special resources as rewards. Some people try to join the sect and practice the way of raising swords in the way of sword spirits. Some people live in this extremely real "game world" as life players, learning various life skills to support themselves... In short, they have become regular workers.

In reality, there are many people who work for five minutes and rest for an hour. However, in the game world that they think is virtual, these people do not feel tired even if they work 24 hours a day. They are still enthusiastic and energetic.

When they get the wages for their work, they have an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

—— So happy, it's the peak of life.

—— This game is too addictive!

The natives of Qiongyuan Star are also very satisfied. Whether they are human or alien, they have only heartfelt respect for Yuan Buwei who planned everything behind the scenes.

It is really difficult for everyone to understand where Yuan Buwei found such a group of people who are not afraid of hardship, fatigue, or death. They don't even need much remuneration. As long as they teach them a trick or give them a few pieces of ore, and say a few nice words to praise them, they will be satisfied. They dare to rush forward when they encounter any danger, and they look very happy.

This bizarre reaction made everyone have a sense of awe for Yuan Buwei. It is indeed the mysterious Sword of No Life!

Among all the people, I am afraid that only Ye Miaomiao can guess what is going on, and the screen is full of 666 in her heart.

After testing several players, Ye Miaomiao found that the world they were in was the Blue Star before she crossed over. She was still struggling whether to recognize this group of "fellow villagers". Yan Qixuan had guessed the identity of Ye Miaomiao's traveler through the "Sea of ​​Gold" and other things, and took the initiative to find her.

Ye Miaomiao did not deny it, and admitted her identity at once, but shook her head and said: "... But I have no relatives for a long time, and it seems that it doesn't matter whether I can go back or not. On the contrary, on Qiongyuan Star... Unconsciously, I seem to have a lot of ties that are difficult to give up."

At this point, she smiled and sighed, and a faint wave of waves rippled in her eyes.

As early as after becoming a god in the way of swordsmanship, Ye Miaomiao gained freedom, and she has also made many friends over the years.

And the black sesame-filled beauty whom she had treated as a naive person...

In Ye Miaomiao's heart, he was more like a strict teacher. How angry and aggrieved she was when she was exploited, so now she would be ten times more grateful.

If there was no exploitation and coercion from the sword master, with her own salty fish nature, she would never be able to cultivate to the realm of spiritual enlightenment and transform into a human form again. Then she would probably only exist as a sword for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, Ye Miaomiao couldn't help but recall the scene she saw when she passed the spiritual calamity -

Even Yuan Buwei didn't know that when she broke through the spiritual enlightenment, Ye Miaomiao had another memory.

That seemed to be another direction of fate.

In another trajectory, another sword master was taciturn, focusing on restoring his cultivation and improving his swordsmanship, and never had any extra expectations for her sword spirit. But she was moved day by day in his company. She made every effort to control the sword for this person, forced herself to adapt to the bloody battle, and became more and more like the sword spirit of this world.

The two of them went through the trough together, defeated the strong enemies together, and became closer and closer, with a tacit understanding. She thought they were in sync with each other, but was thrown into the sword burning furnace without mercy...

It was not until then that Ye Miaomiao realized that from the beginning to the end, she was just a useful sword in the eyes of the other party.

- If this is true, Ye Miaomiao does not blame him.

In the final analysis, it was her fault that caused Yue Chen to lose all his cultivation and almost die in the first place. No matter how much she paid in the future, she should make up for it, and she could not unilaterally regard it as a favor and hold it hostage. Repay the favor. In the end, she paid the price with her life and lost everything for Yue Chen's kendo.

If everything ends here, in Ye Miaomiao's view, the two of them don't owe each other anything.

However, at the moment when the swordsmanship reached the gods, Ye Miaomiao knew more of the truth - she knew very well that the turn of fate was because a person who should not be reborn unexpectedly returned to this time node and took advantage of it in advance. Take her jade necklace and leave without any regrets.

If he did not hesitate to put her into the Sword Burning Furnace in his previous life, it was because Yue Chen only regarded her as his sword spirit and could deal with her at will.

So in this life, after knowing her identity as a time traveler and knowing the truth about her as a human being, that person could still take her necklace and leave immediately after rebirth, leaving behind only a lost soul. ‌body.

Obviously, he has not considered at all whether an ordinary girl who has traveled through time and became the spirit of the divine sword without a golden finger can survive in this world after the death of the sword master...

For Ye Miaomiao, this was really too heartless.

——Ye Miaomiao couldn't accept it.

If it weren't for the arrival of the current sword master, she could imagine that she would never end well after Yue Chen left.

When she first learned the truth, she was emotionally unstable. Angry, unwilling, resentful, wanting to question and retaliate, but couldn't even find a target to question or retaliate against.

She knew very well that even though she saw the same body in front of her, there were two completely different souls inside.

One seems to be affectionate towards her and treats her as if she is half-intimate, but he doesn’t hesitate to let her go when it’s time to give her up. In fact, he has always regarded her as a tool; the other seems to be ruthless and treats her like a tool, but he happens to be in the end. Gave her precious freedom and human dignity.

——He saved her anyway.

——This made her cherish and appreciate it very much.

Then, she was surrounded by Yuan Buwei again.

Constructing the "Sea of ​​Gold", cultivating more natal spirit swords, cultivating and evaluating new sword spirits... In such busyness, the unwillingness, resentment, and anger of the past have gradually faded away. She saw more scenery, made more friends, and saw the scenery above the pinnacle of swordsmanship. This was something that the little sword spirit who was limited to the divine sword could not do.

When Ye Miaomiao realized that there were still too many interesting things in the world waiting for her to explore, she no longer had the intention to dwell on the past and grudges.

Otherwise, first of all, I would be sorry that she had worked so hard and conscientiously for so long under the pressure of the Great Demon King, and gained the realm of spirituality and freedom.

With this in mind, she faced Yan Qixuan, the younger generation, and warned: "Now that you have come, make peace with it. Instead of thinking about whether you have a chance to go back, you might as well learn from me and cultivate it into a divine sword, and cultivate yourself to become a god." . This way, you don’t have to worry about it anymore.”

Yan Qixuan was speechless for a while: ...It seems that cultivating the spiritual realm is as simple as buying a cabbage in the wet market.

...the old Versailles.

While the two were talking, a secret wave suddenly swept across the entire Qiongyuan Star. It was clearly silent, but all living creatures were awakened by the instinctive sense of crisis!

At this moment, they only felt as if there was a higher-dimensional life form far beyond their imagination, sweeping the world with spiritual consciousness and seeing everyone clearly.

——That is a kind of leap in life level.

Ye Miaomiao, who has reached the state of spiritual connection, can best understand that feeling. She suddenly looked towards the direction of the North Territory, her pupils trembled: "It's him..."

Above the sky, day and night have changed. A vast starry sky has replaced the clear sky just now. Above the deep black night, there are stars blooming with brilliance.

Starlight shines on the cold peak of Jianfeng, and the snow that never melts all year round is like broken silver covering the ground. §This § work § is written by § thinking § rabbit § in § online § reading § reading § friends § organizing § up § uploading §

A figure stood in the snow, bathed in the starlight, and his clothes and hair were flying.

In order to withdraw his attention from the sand sculpture players, he swept over Ye Miaomiao and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Sure enough, the tool workers all enjoy the fun of working and are very happy. ”

...If the original destiny trajectory was followed, would these tool men still be able to work so happily? Will Ye Miaomiao and Yan Qixuan still have a chance to discuss whether they can go home? Can the painting style of this world still be so pleasant?

...From this aspect, he has indeed changed the fate of many people.

It seems that blessings come naturally to the soul. At this moment, the problem that has always been unsolvable in the past suddenly has an answer, not because the smile on his lips is getting bigger and bigger.

"...This is my way."

——Whether it is to reestablish order or eliminate chaos, whether it is variables and vitality, or whether it is to tamper with the rules, break them and then build them up again... none of this matters.

——The important thing is that he is willing to move forward along this path, so that the destiny of every world and every living thing will have new choices because of his arrival.

"...Why don't we just call it the "Yi" way?"

Volume 8 Rebellious Party

Chapter 217 Rebellious Party 1

In the deep and boundless universe, a shadow passed through the sea of ​​stars. The smooth and cold iron-gray ship body was like a big fish, emitting a metallic cold light.

Looking out from the cabin, large and small stars kept passing by, and the brilliance was blurred and mysterious.

"Bang!!!"

A sudden collision sounded in the cabin, and a figure was thrown to the ground fiercely. The back of the head made a dull collision with the ground, and at the same time, there was the sound of metal chains falling on the floor.

"Cough cough cough."

The young man in prison clothes fell heavily to the ground, curled up into a ball, and only a painful low cough came from his throat. The special metal shackles wrapped around his hands and feet clattered with his movements.

His brows were tightly knitted, and his bloodless face showed obvious weakness. He kept coughing violently from his throat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It seemed that he had completely lost the ability to resist.

But the assailant did not give up. Instead, he went one step further and kicked him mercilessly, warning him fiercely:

"Behave yourself! Do you think you are still the invincible and beloved commander of the empire?!"

"--You are now just a prisoner who will be escorted to the exile planet. You are a criminal who betrayed the glory of the empire. Why are you showing me such a displeasure!"

Seeing the young man bowed by his kick