This villain, please exercise some restraint.

"Shi Si, they all thought you were a player who would come back to life, but I'm not sure, and I don't dare to be sure, whether you are a player, an NPC, or something else."

"I'm worried. You're an NPC with only one life. An NPC may seem like just a string of data, but the feeling you give me is not as simple as an NPC."

"It's so real, so real that I always feel that... you are also a person with flesh and blood and your own thoughts."

"So even if you hurt me, I just wanted to teach you a lesson. I never wanted to take your life."

"Because I am a player, and players are the immortal existence of this game. But... Shi Si, if I don't find you today... and you disappear forever at my hands... am I considered a murderer?"

The healing medicine taken out from the space backpack was used on the wounds and rotten flesh as if it were experience points; the holy medicine for healing was poured into the mouth of the white-haired boy, but it was useless, completely useless.

An Xu's hands were shaking - the magic medicine that usually worked instantly on players with just a touch of it now lost its effect and became like ordinary water.

"You're not a player."

"You really are... not a real player."

An Xu sat on the ground in a daze. He felt something wet flowing from the corner of his eyes, but he had no time to care.

"My love, do you want to kill him? Or, you are not aware of this and this is just your... no, our unintentional mistake?"

His inquiry was doomed to receive no response.

"sorry--"

An Xu couldn't describe what he felt inside, he just felt - very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wanted to... leave this game forever.

He killed an NPC, which was harmless, but only he knew that he seemed to have really... killed someone.

In his eyes, Shi Si... was never an NPC who acted according to a set routine.

The surroundings were quiet and deserted. An Xu stared at the broken body of the white-haired boy, unable to recover for a long time.

"I'm stupid, really."

"I've already treated you as a living person, so even if I'm killed by you once in the game, it won't be a big loss, right?"

"Why do I keep striving to... live? After all... dead or alive, I will... live."

An Xu thought a lot and for a long time.

The white-haired boy's body was cold, colder than ice, and it went all the way to his heart.

"…sorry……"

He didn't know how many times he had apologized, but An Xu knew that a belated apology was too cheap.

"Shi Si, do you also have a set goal like those NPCs? For example... killing me? If killing me can free you from the constraints of this goal, I really should... set you free."

"If possible, I really hope... you can live a good life, free from all kinds of shackles... live as you please."

An Xu raised her head and looked at the brilliant red sunset glow in the sky. It was very beautiful, like a romantic scene that would appear in a girls' comic.

It's just too inappropriate now.

A golden feather floated in the air, then turned into powder, slowly condensing into a solid shadow of the same golden color. Then, the solid shadow turned into a physical entity, turned around, and his eyes were full of worry.

An Xu looked over and was stunned after just one glance.

Because it is dazzling, too dazzling.

The young man with brilliant golden hair standing there seemed to be the focus of attention, the brightest sun, and the most irresistible existence.

An Xu didn’t say anything, but he saw it and called out—“World”.

The blond young man also looked over, at An Xu, with a hint of self-mockery at the corners of his lips.

"I won't let him get away."

he whispered.

An Xu didn't hear clearly. He didn't know what the sudden appearance of such an existence meant.

"If a complete person has his or her own independent thoughts in both the brain and body, and the brain wants freedom, and then the brain abandons everything, abandons the body, and pursues the so-called freedom, then... can this person still be called a complete person?"

The "world" seemed to be asking questions, but he himself gave the answers.

"The answer is of course no. The body that was left behind is nothing more than a walking corpse. He can only keep replacing new heads, trying to piece himself together into a complete 'person', but it is not a perfect match. It will never be a perfect match, until... the body finds the original head."

"That's great. Now I'm a complete person again."

"From now on, it will be the same as before: the body is born, the head is born, the body dies, the head dies, because they are all parts of the human body and have never been separate individuals."

An Xu listened quietly. In his hand, he still held the miraculous healing medicine that was passed down by word of mouth among players. However, this medicine could not save the life of this white-haired boy who did not belong to the player group.

He is an alien, with the appearance of a player, the fate of an NPC, and a weak body... It seems that what is lying on the ground is a collection of weaknesses.

"Please stop saying irrelevant things. If you are just passing by, please leave me alone. I haven't been so sad for an unknown reason in a long time."

An Xu looked ahead and said with lifeless eyes.

The blond young man smiled sadly, then squatted down and reached out to touch the empty eye socket of the white-haired boy.

"You seem very sad too. May I ask...what are you sad about?"

An Xu turned his head and looked at this extremely dazzling young man. The young man's fingertips gently stroked the "face" of the body lying on the ground, whose original features were almost invisible, as if he was touching something precious.

But the emotions in those eyes seemed too complicated, so complicated that... An Xu couldn't understand them.

Shi Si...Do you know this guy?

"world"--

An Xu suddenly thought, isn’t “The World” also one of the characters in the Tarot cards?

So... what exactly is his ability? And why is he here at this time? Could it be that the "world" came to save Shi Si?

Thinking of this, An Xu looked at the blond young man with a little hope.

"Are you sad? Actually, I'm not sad. On the contrary, at this moment, I feel very happy and blessed."

An Xu looked puzzled. He was already doubting whether the setting of "the world" was a madman.

Otherwise, how could he say such nonsense?

The World tilted its head slightly, looked at An Xu, and smiled, "It's just because I'm not generous. On the contrary, my heart is very small, extremely small."

"So...any harm done to me, I will return it accurately..."

An Xu was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said his guess, "So, you are here--"

"Those who are destined to be punished will eventually be punished, and those who are destined to die will eventually die—"

The World looked at An Xu, still smiling, "I am here to witness his...death."

For a moment, An Xu seemed to feel as if he was frozen in place.

"By the way, come and see my most capable and devout subordinate."

An Xu felt a little dizzy.

But he seemed to know who the subordinates that "the world" was referring to were, because in addition to those who were already dead, in addition to the player called An Xu, in addition to "the world", there seemed to be another existence, it seemed... there was another power of existence in his body.

"Lover...lover."

An Xu uttered the word with difficulty, and then his consciousness was forced into a dark void.