This villain, please exercise some restraint.

A Kun was silent. He looked at the former "Wei Ye" tribe leader who was badly cheated by him, and thought about it for a rare moment - whether what he had done was a little too excessive.

At this moment, a figure couldn't help but emerge in his mind.

If it was Shi Si, that existence... he shouldn't have had such similar thoughts, right?

I don’t know if Shi Si really regards him as a friend after going through all that.

A Kun shook his head and suddenly realized that he had been subconsciously guessing Shi Si's psychology since he didn't know when.

Why is this happening? He couldn't quite explain it, but he also vaguely understood it.

Perhaps the failure at the Wan Gu Tower due to excessive carelessness left a deep impression on him, so much so that... he was always thinking about... turning the tables.

This comes from A Kun's... unique desire to win.

Finally, he came back to his senses from his thoughts and looked at the embarrassed boy in front of him.

He pulled his lips into a smile and directly stated the cold reality, "In fact, I have never considered you a friend, and as for a brother, that is even more impossible."

"I don't need brothers, let alone friends. Those...will only become stumbling blocks on my path to becoming stronger."

Bai Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then after hearing these words, he looked at the wolf-tailed boy in front of him in disbelief.

He tried to find some subtle traces of lying on the face of A Kun in front of him, but the result was bound to disappoint him.

Looking around, Bai Xiaofeng suddenly felt that everything was so strange, and even mixed with an unspeakable horror.

And the person in front of him, whom he once regarded as a "brother", is the source of terror.

His life had been quite smooth sailing until he played this game - a wealthy family, a gentle and kind mother, a calm and reliable father, and except for the occasional lack of family companionship, everything around him was showing kindness to him.

He thought it was the same in the game.

"Wei Ye" gave him such an illusion, and at the same time, in a sense, made up for his spiritual loneliness.

But now, everything doesn't seem to be what he thought.

Even the person he has always regarded as a "brother" has this attitude, so...what about the others?

Could it be... Could it be that I am the only fool who gives away my emotions and hopes recklessly?

Bai Xiaofeng suddenly fell to the ground. He felt as if something invisible and intangible was collapsing, but he was powerless to stop it.

The wolf-tailed boy glanced at Bai Xiaofeng who was sitting on the ground. He didn't say anything else. He just put the white headphones he had just taken off back into his ears and left without looking back.

Reality is boring enough. If you can't do whatever you want in the game and have to insist on implementing the so-called "love and peace", then such a life... is too boring.

……

Star Dou Forest, deep inside.

Compared to the outskirts of the Star Forest, the trees here are undoubtedly more lush, and the light here is also dimmer under the obstruction of the heavy trees.

But the familiar smell of "blood" made the man in sunglasses and black uniform subconsciously cover his nose.

A long, long time ago, he was not disgusted by the taste of blood, nor was he as sensitive as he is now.

But now, even in a game, he couldn't help feeling slightly nauseous when he smelled the smell.

He raised his head and saw a slender figure with a slightly mottled red color through the gaps in the sunlight between the leaves of the dense forest.

The flamboyant fiery red hair was casually spread out, and for a moment, it seemed to blend into the clothes and the blood on the ground.

The last Shadow Leopard King was stabbed in the throat with a single sword. The red-haired boy turned around with the sword in his hand.

His face was also stained with blood, perhaps from the killed leopards, or perhaps from his own. The claw marks that seemed to be quite deep, left by the sharp claws, had mercilessly pierced through the boy's entire cheek, and were still oozing blood.

This made him look like... a ghost that just walked out of hell.

"You came."

The young man put away his sword, as if he was not surprised by the arrival of the man in black uniform. His voice was low and soft, but in this place, in this environment, with this voice, the man's hand trembled slightly.

Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of the young master in front of you? Or are you afraid... of going back?

He felt that the two things could not be explained, and perhaps both were the source of his panic or fear.

Perhaps, what scares him the most... is that his "God-given" ability cannot be used.

But he still tried his best to maintain his outward composure, and was expecting, hoping, and praying that the person in front of him didn't notice.

That’s right, after that inexplicable awakening, his ability strangely showed a “sealed” state.

After the initial panic, he calmed himself down and chose to cover up and conceal the truth every time he accompanied the young master in playing games.

He felt that his acting skills were very good. Every time, he worked with the young master to quickly kill those players before they could use their abilities. Even if there were some that slipped through the net, he would take advantage of the young master's inattention and do his best to deliver a fatal blow.

After all, dead men tell no secrets.

Players who died temporarily were often still in fear and tried their best to avoid the "big Buddha" of the young master.

However, even so, every time when facing the young master, Qingxu couldn't help feeling a little guilty and a little afraid, and all of this might just be because he really lost the so-called "backup plan" he originally had, the so-called... ability that prevents people from using their abilities.

In short, he knew that he had lost his most irreplaceable trump card as the young master's most reliable assistant, and he was very worried that one day he would have to return to his original job.

Although he understood that even if his abilities were still there, as long as the young master one day lost interest in the game, then returning to his original job would be inevitable for him.

Because people like them are just dogs accompanying the young master to have fun. Once the young master is no longer in the mood to have fun, then... the dog can only be forced to return to his... dark cage.

The man in black uniform lowered his head, and like other dogs, he obediently followed the master's next orders and was willing to go through fire and water for them.

In his heart, the young master is indeed a moody person. Maybe the young master is working with others in the last second, but in the next second, when his emotions come out, he will kill someone.

Young Master, I heard that you can do whatever you want in real life, and in the game, this style of doing whatever you want is undoubtedly magnified.

But even so, at this moment, even until the last second before the young master lost interest in this game, he would cling to the young master's thigh tightly, not because it was nice to lean against a big tree for shade, but simply because - he didn't want to go back to the "cage" so early.

In other words, he wanted to experience for a longer time what it was like to be a human being.