The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 115 Fist of Freedom
On the road of exploration, a person will always be unable to do what he can. Information needs to be communicated in order to flow like a river and be full of vitality.

Entering the spiritual space, Mo Zhen's consciousness gathered on the scarf full of blood, trying to transmit information through it.

【crooked?Moses Moses?hello?Is there anyone?This is Mr. Xu's broadcast, please answer if you receive it, please reply if you receive it...]

A moment later, a middle-aged man's sense of fatigue came from the hot-blooded scarf.

【It's Xiao Xu, why are you sleeping at this hour?I'm busy right now, but if you have something to tell me...]

At this moment, Inspector Han is ushering in the biggest turning point in his life.

He has received the official job transfer notice from the [Bureau of True Knowledge], and he will be transferred from the [Bureau of Order and Order] to enter the [Bureau of True Knowledge] to become a part of the most mysterious organization in Tianlong Shang Kingdom.

Now he is dealing with the handover task of the existing work, transferring his authority to the next one.

In addition, he has to explain to his family why he disappeared in the future.

Everything about the [Zhenzhi Bureau] is a secret that cannot be revealed to ordinary people. I can only lie with my family that I am going to perform some top-secret work, and I will not come back for a long time.

In a sense, Han Mingzhe has followed in the footsteps of his former boss and disappeared from everyone's sight. With the restrictions in the secrecy regulations, after he formally joined the [Zhenzhi Bureau], it may be difficult to get along with him. The outside world got in touch.

However, this matter came to an end, which may still be a good result for him.

The truth he discovers affects him more deeply than the consequences of touching it.

All cognition is subverted.

His three views have been completely distorted by the strong impact of the truth.

Han Mingzhe had doubts about his own life and the meaning of existence.

On the other side, Mo Zhen didn't know about it.

After receiving Lao Han's thought transmission, he immediately became excited, just like a child playing with a novelty toy, a kind of purest happiness emerged from his heart.

[Branded Token] Sure enough, as the introduction said, it has the ability to communicate across time and space.

Without beating around the bush as a riddler, Mo Zhen sent out his idea straightforwardly like announcing good news.

【Hee hee, let me tell you a miraculous thing, I am not sleeping right now! 】

Soon, he seemed to realize something, and a slightly surprised idea came from the hot-blooded hood.

【Ah, so your level has reached level five... soon. 】

Even though he was physically and mentally exhausted, Lao Han was still touched by Mo Zhen's progress in the game.

You must know that Lao Han still has a bit of a foundation in thinking that he is in the game.

As a detective with many years of experience in investigating cases, whether it is interpersonal communication, judging the situation, combat investigation, or on-the-spot decision-making, he is superior to ordinary people who live an ordinary life.

In terms of [ability], he has a lot of basic advantages.

But even so, it took him three or four months to get used to it, before he slowly reached level five.

Now there is a guy with a level of one, and after two days, he tells himself that he has reached a level of five.

This……

This reminded Lao Han of the old Tianlong saying.

[There are people beyond people, there is a sky beyond the sky]

Feeling the joy expressed by the other party, Lao Han couldn't help but feel more depressed.

The self who knows the truth of this world is suffering from the torment of the soul, while the other party who knows nothing can enjoy the joy of ignorance.

When Lao Han was immersed in cynical and pathetic emotions, Mo Zhen confirmed his conjecture through the message sent by the other party.

It really is a level...

But Mozhen didn't continue to ask what would happen after the higher level.

Because he hasn't encountered those things yet, talking about them will destroy the freshness of his personal experience.

It's like being told the contents of a Christmas gift in advance before unwrapping it, the joy of novelty will be greatly reduced.

As soon as the subject changed, Mozhen brought up another matter.

[Oh, by the way, have you encountered other players intruding in single-player scenarios before? 】

Soon, a tired thought came from the turban that was no longer bloody.

【Other players messing in?How is it possible, there is only one player in the single-player script, you probably met a special NPC, okay, Master Xu, you can now be on your own, brother, I have a lot of business work recently, go to work first, and develop later Don’t forget us old buddies...]

Cut off from the spiritual connection, the middle-aged man looked up at the sky covered by the ceiling.

As a man who knows the dark and true face of this world, Han Mingzhe sincerely envies Mo Zhen who can play freely.

Ignorance is a kind of happiness.

The world is in an exchange balance of giving and receiving all the time.

Knowing the truth sometimes comes at a heavy price.

Feeling the heavy feeling that kept accumulating in his heart, Han Mingzhe knew that he needed to be enlightened, otherwise his heart would completely collapse sooner or later.

"See Dr. Docter one last time..."

Like an insomniac who relies on sleeping pills, Han Mingzhe often goes to this psychiatrist named Curt for psychological diagnosis and treatment.

Looking at his haggard face on the glass window, Han Mingzhe thought to himself mockingly.

Maybe... I'm really going crazy.

As the other party's connection was interrupted, Mo Zhen also withdrew from the mental space.

Naturally, he would not care if he was heartless, he had invisibly brought a middle-aged man one step closer to collapse.

After experiencing the Jingwu dungeon, every cell in Mozhen's body is now full of artistic inspiration.

Such abundant artistic energy naturally needs to be fully released.

Taking a deep breath, Mozhen once again started his journey of flying keys to ask questions.

A shocking work was soon born under Mo Zhen's berserk keyboard.

……

In Yuanhe 2143, Heaven and Man came to the world of Zhenwu.

Under the attack of the mechanical artillery spaceship, the warriors rose up to resist.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the two sides fought back and forth, but in the end the warrior side was still defeated and was ruled by the power of heaven and man.

In the following time, the World Government was established, and the Celestial Beings became the rulers of the world.

Afterwards, Heaven and Man promulgated the ban on martial arts, and the human beings in this world gradually forgot the power they possessed...

233 years of the new calendar.

A social animal who doesn't believe in love accidentally gets a martial arts cheat book and starts a journey to explore the ultimate martial arts...

……

For some reason, every word of this absurd work called "Fist of Freedom" reveals a real texture under Mo Zhen's key.

After finishing this soul-forged work of seeking Tao, Mozhen felt that his spirit was extremely empty.

My body seemed to have become an empty bottle of ink, and my mind went blank...

……

In Shanghai, at the gate of the Security Bureau, a young man named She Chu is on his way to the psychological clinic...

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Chapter 13 of the second volume has been rewritten, and the content has been changed.

In the future, I will publish the two-in-one 4K chapter, and the 2K chapter will be a bit troublesome.

(End of this chapter)