After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

On this day, as soon as Su Nianwei got his clothes back from Mingxiufang, he received news from the plane trading system.

What makes Su Nianwei feel very strange is that the other party seems to be only interested in the story and ignores the food and medicines she put on the transaction list.

She talked with the other party and discovered something very interesting. According to the other party, the technology of their plane has reached a highly developed level, and people no longer need to compete for resources. The existing resources are enough to enable them to live a prosperous life.

And they only need to enter the holographic game world to kill time every day.

Mo Qinglan, the person who sent the message, is a game designer, but because of the lack of a good story, he cannot make a game that people like.

So after he got the system, he decisively used the newbie opportunity to contact Su Nianwei after being recommended.

Su Nianwei felt that this was a bit strange, but since it was their first conversation, she couldn't say much and only asked him what kind of story he wanted.

Mo Qinglan didn't know what the story behind Su Nianwei's interface was. Firstly, he chose her plane because she was still labeled as a "little cute newbie". He felt that he should be able to afford the price of the transaction. Secondly, he also There is no other choice.

The two looked at each other unclearly, and the atmosphere fell into awkwardness for a while. Su Nianwei then thought about it. Since he was making games, she might as well ask him what stories were needed to make games. It would be easier for her to choose.

Although stories are not specific things, they can be considered as part of culture. This kind of thing is the most troublesome. If it is not handled well, it can easily be judged as harmful by the system.

The two discussed it for a while and felt that there was no other way. Mo Qinglan picked some games that had been rated highly by players on the ranking list and told her the background of the game.

After talking for three or four times, Su Nianwei felt that the sense of disobedience was getting stronger, so she kept listening and continued listening.

Mo Qinglan told her about the top ten games on the rankings, and while talking, he praised the greatness of the designers. Su Nianwei felt that she could not empathize with him, and she even felt inexplicably disgusted with this game plane. But personal emotions are trivial, and the high technology revealed in the other person's language made her somewhat interested.

After listening to Mo Qinglan's narration, Su Nianwei realized something was wrong. At first she thought this was just a parallel world plane, but that the other party had reached an "ideal" state. But judging from what he described, although they have the same yellow skin, black hair, and black eyes, and even call themselves the Chinese clan, that plane has no history, the plants are exhausted, and humans rely on nutrient solution to survive.

No matter how much Mo Qinglan preached that nutrient solution was healthy and convenient, Su Nianwei didn't like it. In her opinion, if a nation has no history, it is the same as extinction. The Chinese clan, which has been inherited for thousands of years and is still vigorous and full of hope, relies on civilization for its existence. In Mo Qinglan's narrative, the so-called "peace" and "beauty" are just wasting time in games.

This is definitely not what a normal plane should look like! This state reminded Su Nianwei of a word - entertaining yourself to death. She did not deny the pleasure brought by entertainment. She even played games occasionally, but this state made her feel a little scary.

She gave Mo Qinglan a few perfunctory words, agreed to help him check if there were any good stories suitable for him, and then cut off contact.

After cutting off contact, Su Nianwei did not go find him a story, but moved a chair to the balcony to bask in the sun. What she had just come across had a great impact on her world view, and even made her feel cold all over. She needed to slow down. Su Nianwei couldn't imagine what it would be like in a world without food or plants, only games and nutrient solutions. She was a little envious when they first came into contact, but now, she just feels lucky.

She gradually felt that things were beyond her expectations, but she couldn't find anyone trustworthy to talk to. This invisible pressure made her a little scared and at a loss.

She suddenly thought of Kan Shang. Firstly, Kan Shang has experienced the apocalypse and has seen more things and can consider more aspects. Secondly, it is impossible for Su Nianwei to tell Luoluo about this matter.

Even if Luoluo knew about it, he might not be able to understand her, but Kan Shang was different. He once had the same world background as Su Nianwei. Not only could he understand her, but he might also have some unexpected opinions.

Su Nianwei didn't know if Kan Shang would be impatient with her, but she still told him everything about today and then sent him a voice message.

After telling the story, Su Nianwei felt better. She covered her face with a book and closed her eyes to rest. The sunshine in late summer and early autumn was still a bit strong, but she just wanted to get more sun at the moment. The sun gradually moved to the west and was no longer scorching, and she slowly fell asleep.

Here, Kan Shang explained his itinerary and went to another main city alone. He was lucky. He met a level three zombie on the road. He used space to kill it and absorbed its crystal core. Although he was still stuck at level three, he recovered most of his strength. Even if he met a level four zombie, he Level zombies or people with super powers can also fight them.

The temperature is gradually rising, and two red suns are making waves in the sky, creating a burst of heat. Since the end of the world, everything has become weird. For example, the sun is glowing with blood, and the temperature has reached an astonishing fifty degrees. Kan Shang knows that the temperature will continue to rise. Feeling the burning pain on his body, he no longer persisted and hid in the space.

Soaked the previously fried rice in water to make a bowl of rice paste, and scooped out some vegetables. These things looked inconspicuous, but to him they were the ultimate delicacy. It was a rare time to relax like this, so he planned to stay in the space until the afternoon. Until he saw the news about Su Nianwei.