When he opened the thread, Roland found that there were more than twenty thousand replies in just one morning. The netizens' replies were all weird. Roland couldn't help but chuckle when he read them.
"Roland, you uneducated idiot. An angel is a eunuch who is in charge of reading the emperor's decree … Damn it, that fat ass and long legs. Fine, I admit that this birdman is indeed an angel in my mind. "
"Is this the angel of the Church of Life? Hmm, I think I can abandon the saint on the cross and bow down before the Goddess of Life. '
"Ah, I'm done."
"Upstairs, you need to nourish your kidneys. You're so weak at such a young age. I've been a sage four times, and I'm working on my fifth time. "
"Why are you guys so dirty? Can't anyone provide the facial data and measurements of this angel? I want to build a new number. "
"Wake up, girl. This game doesn't have a face-shaping system."
"There are girls playing this game? Even if it's only 10% pain, it should be enough to make girls flinch. '
"Upstairs, you have no common sense. Girls' pain level can reach up to six during menstrual cramps, not to mention childbirth. This game has one-tenth of the pain, so it shouldn't exceed three. To some extent, we men are not as resistant to pain as girls. Speaking of which, does an angel have menstrual cramps? "
"I don't care if she has menstrual cramps or not. This angel is my wife."
"Someone, wake up that idiot who's dreaming up there."
"I'm old and not interested in women anymore. However, the title of the author's thread is' Meeting the Angel '… I seem to hear a cute girl singing next to my ear. "
"Damn it, it's been more than ten years. Does anyone still remember it? Upstairs, you must be in your forties. "
"Upstairs, you've exposed yourself too."
"Wait … Why is' Meeting the Abe 'ringing in my ear?"
"Upstairs, you're spreading poison. I know what you're talking about, but I still couldn't help but search on Bilibili. Then, I, a thirty-three-year-old single dog, almost cried."
"Now that you mention it, I'll listen to it too!"
Just like that, there were at least a thousand posts discussing the contents of Meeting Abe.
Roland also knew that it wasn't anything good, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity and went to Bilibili for ten minutes. Then, as a 26-year-old single dog, he shut himself away for half an hour.
This group of idiotic, fat otakus had done a lot of harm to others. However, the main players of the game were probably this group of fat geeks. After all, they had been working for almost ten years. As long as they weren't doing too badly, most of them would be able to save up to fifty thousand yuan. The new generation, on the other hand, had either just started working or were still in school. It would be difficult for them to fork out fifty thousand yuan to buy an immersive game cabin.
However, it was also this group of idiotic netizens who tipped him nearly 30,000 yuan. Seeing this number, he was even more reluctant to go to work.
At ten in the evening, Roland entered the game again.
Beta was beside him as well.
"We should go." Roland looked at the thatched cottage not far away regretfully. In fact, he quite liked this place. "Let's follow the road to the big city."
Betta was a little disappointed. He actually quite liked playing with those children. Betta had a hard childhood. He was either in school or in tutoring classes. It wasn't until recently that he had time to play after the college entrance examination. That was why he liked crowded places.
The two of them went down the hill and crossed the bridge to the lake outside of town.
The children were still playing there and didn't notice Roland and Betta's arrival.
They should've left quietly, but Betta was reluctant.
But Betta looked at them reluctantly. In the end, he turned around and said, "Brother Roland, wait a moment. I'll talk to them."
Before Roland agreed, Betta had already run away.
Sighing softly, Roland leaned against the guardrail of the bridge and was lost in thought. It was very quiet, except for the sound of fish jumping out of the lake.
In such a situation, it was best to just leave, or he would be in for a hard time later.
As he expected, about ten minutes later, Betta returned. His eyes were red, and he was followed by a bunch of kids. Those kids were either wiping their tears or crying softly, all of them reluctant to part with him.
The two of them had been in town for a while. During this time, Betta played with the children, gave them spider legs to eat, and told them stories. It could be said that even the parents of those children might not have done as well as Betta.
Most of the time, the elders of poor families were out looking for food all day and couldn't take care of their children at all. They were almost always left to fend for themselves. Betta's appearance and his recent actions were undoubtedly the perfect image of a "big brother" for these children.
The children felt warmth from him and faintly saw him as a family member.
Now that their family was leaving, they were naturally sad.
"Let's go." Roland stood straight and waved at the children, turning around and leaving slowly.
Betta followed Roland and looked back every few steps.
The children stayed at the bridge and didn't follow them, but after the two of them walked away, a sad cry rang out.
Betta walked and stopped, almost wanting to run back several times.
But every time, Roland would very promptly say, "Don't just stand there, follow me."
The two of them gradually walked away, and the crying behind them gradually died down.
After a turn on the mountain road, Red Mountain Town was completely blocked by the woods.
Naturally, the crying was blocked too.
The two of them walked in silence, and Roland could hear Betta's occasional gasps behind them.
Was he wiping his tears?
So, he didn't look back but simply walked in silence.
The mountain road was rugged, but both of them were professionals, and it wasn't tiring for them to walk.
The forest was deep and quiet. Occasionally, weird bird cries echoed and drifted away, giving the feeling that they were far away from the mortal world.
The yellow mountain road stretched into the distance in the forest, and the trees were still shading them. After walking for half a day, the sun was already setting.
The forest darkened.
Roland cast a Ball of Light.
It was a level-zero trick that couldn't be used to attack, but it could be used for illumination.
At this moment, Betta suddenly caught up with him and said, "Brother Roland, wait!"
Betta didn't look sad anymore. Instead, he looked a little excited. He was quite good at adjusting himself.
"Huh? What's wrong?" asked Roland curiously.
"There's money to pick up!"
What? There's money to pick up? Roland didn't realize it for a moment.
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