Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"What's going on?" Qiu Ping asked, "I seem to have had a dream... Am I still in the dream?"

The world plane invaded by the Game House usually has two endings after the player completes the game.

If the world consciousness and the world's main NPCs are not seriously harmed, they will continue to live according to their original life trajectories to maintain the normal operation of the world and provide a steady stream of nutrients to the game house.

However, if the main NPCs or even the world consciousness in these worlds are severely damaged, then in order to prevent the order of the entire world from collapsing, after the players leave, the consciousness of all NPCs will be sealed, and they will all be immersed in a cyclical and meaningless dream.

As the main character of the "Parents' Love Story", Qiu Ping should have been destroyed after pleading guilty and going to death, but Shen Xingyi's fragment "Xu Er" preserved his consciousness.

Perhaps it was because Qiu Ping was Xu Er's only relative, or perhaps it was the instinct of Shen Xingyi's soul telling him that keeping Qiu Ping would be a good thing for him.

In short, Qiu Ping "woken up" again.

"I also hope... this is a dream." Qu Anran grabbed his ankle and said with difficulty, "Uncle... you stepped on me."

"Sorry." Qiu Ping moved his feet, looked down at the players lying on the ground, and murmured, "It seems that this is a very meaningless dream, but it is very interesting..."

Before coming here, he was studying a classic criminal case in his study. He didn't know how long he had been studying it. It could have been a day, or it could have been a year. In short, he was studying various documents over and over again.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he suddenly felt a little sleepy, and when he opened his eyes again, he came here.

"Be careful--!" Qu Anran suddenly stretched out his hand and forcefully dragged Qiu Ping's legs towards him.

Qiu Ping was pulled unexpectedly by him and his body bent forward involuntarily, thus narrowly avoiding a strangely shaped arrow that was flying towards his head.

He touched the back of his head and found a trace of red blood on the palm of his hand.

He twisted his fingers, slowly raised his head, and looked at the person who attacked him with cold eyes.

He was a weird-looking skinny man holding a crossbow. He made a dissatisfied "tsk" sound and then hung the second arrow.

The next second, his head was easily crushed off by someone from behind, making a crisp cracking sound.

"You're welcome." Shen Xingyi used the corpse in his hand to block a deadly venom attack, and then knocked down several players who rushed towards him.

"Hide..." Qu Anran's shoulder, which had just shown signs of healing, cracked again. He reminded Qiu Ping in a somewhat exhausted manner, "Don't just stand here like an idiot. While Boss Shen and the others are at the front, find some cover to hide."

He didn't understand why a middle-aged man with elegant temperament and gentle manners would suddenly jump out among a bunch of mighty and domineering NPCs, but since he was summoned to this world by Boss Shen, they should be responsible for his life.

"Thank you." Qiu Ping said.

He bent down, carried Qu Anran on his shoulders, and rushed with him to an overturned bouquet arch not far away.

More and more players fell to the ground, and the human head silkworm pupae drooped softly on the ground like burst balloons, and were trampled into mud by the greedy and excited players.

Some of the players who were electrocuted were still unconscious, while others woke up but were unable to control their bodies and could only watch as the group of hungry wolves rushed towards them.

The blue light on the foreheads of the players in the blasphemous camp shone brightly, as if reminding the killer of their whereabouts.

The NPCs from the other world discovered that new enemies had appeared behind them, so they came to support and help Shen Xingyi resist the invasion of these defected players.

The army of dead players not far away was still approaching them in a mighty manner. They had no sense of pain, only the instinct to invade. Even if only a head was left after being chopped off, they were still rolling and charging forward.

"We are like pork dripping with fat all over the ground." Qu Anran tried to cover the blue light on his forehead, but the light penetrated his palm.

Soon, some players noticed these two fish that had escaped the net, so they gave up on the tricky Shen Xingyi and rushed towards Qu Anran when he was unprepared.

He held some strange potions in his hand and threw them towards Qu Anran and the others while running.

The potion shattered on the ground, emitting a pungent and acrid smell. After just a little breath, Qu Anran felt a pain in his lungs as if they were being stirred by steel wire.

“Run, run, run, run, run—” His face changed drastically, and he covered his mouth and nose and shouted in a muffled voice, “You go left and I go right, don’t stand together!”

"boom."

Qiu Ping raised his hand and shot the enemy less than ten meters away from him with an old-fashioned pistol.

"This is self-defense," he explained, also covering his nose.

He was a meat shield player who had spent hundreds of thousands of points to enhance his defense. His attack power was not high, and he could only kill people with the help of props. However, his health bar was very thick, and neither swords, guns, axes or spears could penetrate his body. Even if he was swallowed by monsters, he could survive in their highly corrosive stomach acid.

This allowed him to safely survive countless dangerous dungeons.

He touched his stomach where Qiu Ping had hit him, and smiled disdainfully: "What a mob! Blasphemy seems to be really finished. You even brought out this old-fashioned rubbish to embarrass yourself... I'll skin you alive and take points from you. If you know what's best for you, come out and die..."

"Uh, is it really okay?" Qu Anran didn't know how to evaluate this guy, so he could only kindly remind him, "But your stomach is bleeding..."

The player was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to feel the warmth and wetness in his abdomen. He lowered his head in disbelief and found that the tiny bullet had penetrated his internal organs and hit his vitals.

Qiu Ping raised his hand and fired another shot steadily.

Thus, this player who had increased his defense points to the extreme slowly fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

"I don't have many bullets left." Qiu Ping said calmly, "Young man, can you briefly explain the current situation to me?"

Qu Anran touched his nose, at a loss for words for a moment. He glanced inadvertently at Qiu Ping's clothes and saw the words "Prosecutor General" embroidered on the front of his lapel.

He seemed to understand something, and slowly looked down at his arms - even when he was escaping in a desperate situation, Qiu Ping still did not abandon the book of criminal law under his arms.

Qu Anran's throat rolled, he took a deep breath, and said with great certainty: "We are a group of kind and righteous people, working diligently for black-hearted bosses every day just to make a living. But this damn black-hearted capitalist not only deducts our wages in order to exploit our labor, but also does not give us rest time. Many workers have died tragically on the job because of this."

The more he spoke, the more empathy he felt. His eyes became filled with grief and resentment. He raised his bloodied shoulder to show Qiu Ping, "I was forced to work for this factory when I was less than 18 years old. The black-hearted boss also hired a bunch of bad guys to kill my father... We were miserable and wanted to fight back and escape the oppression of this black-hearted factory. But the black-hearted boss hired a bunch of lawless thugs to kill us!"

Qiu Ping's originally calm eyes became solemn. He turned his head and looked at the violent scene of players killing each other. The corners of his already serious lips were tightly pursed together.

"How can this be possible?" He said in a deep voice, "How can this be possible."

He suddenly raised his arm and hit a player who was trying to attack Qu Anran.

The player was hit right between the eyebrows by the bullet and fell to the ground without even struggling.

Qu Anran whistled, his eyes full of shock and admiration.

He has seen many series of escapes by this group of players. The players who have survived to the present have some items for resurrection, and very few players will be killed by a single blow like he is now.

"What kind of gun is this? Let me see it?" Qu Anran said excitedly.

"No, you're still a child, you can't play with such dangerous things." Qiu Ping paused, but handed the gun to Qu Anran, "This time is an exception."

Qu Anran noticed that when the man handed him the gun, he subconsciously pointed the muzzle of the gun towards him and pointed the handle of the gun towards him.

"The safety latch is on. Be careful and don't point the gun at yourself." Qiu Ping rolled up his sleeves and lowered his head to search the ground for a suitable weapon.

"Don't worry, uncle. I'm an adult now." Qu Anran turned the gun in his hand beautifully, then raised his hand, aimed at a player and pulled the trigger.

His shooting posture was skillful and handsome, and the bullet hit the player's spine right in the back.

Qu Anran blew at the muzzle of the gun and gave Qiu Ping a sly smile.

However, something strange happened.

The player who was hit by him was unharmed. He touched his back, turned around with a gloomy face, and looked towards the place where the two were hiding.

"..." Qu Anran looked at the gun in his hand in disbelief, and boldly aimed at the muzzle.

Qiu Ping was so scared that he reached out to grab the gun from his hand and shot the enemy again in the chest.

This time, the man was not so lucky. He fell to the ground dejectedly, holding his heart.

"It's impossible for a person to be unlucky forever." Qu Anran said with a smile, "Unless that person is called Qu Anran.

"That's because Chief Prosecutor Qiu has the power of judgment and is a natural nemesis of sinners." The Holy Father System approached the two in the melee and looked at Qiu Ping breathlessly, "Mr. Qiu, there are too many enemies. We can't continue to be in a stalemate like this. We need your help."

"Do you know me?" Qiu Ping looked at the strange shape of the Holy Father System and asked, "What can I do?"

"Can you use the power of judgment to help us contain the group of players from the hostile forces?" The Holy Father System glanced behind him. Because of the addition of the defecting players, the NPC was forced to deal with two forces and soon became unable to support it.

Those dead players are about to break through the defense line and rush into their defense circle.

Once their defense is broken, all the players here will not be able to escape.

"Sorry, I only have two bullets left." Qiu Ping said, "If you need me, I can at least take on ten more enemies."

"Ten." The Holy Father System shook its head slightly. "There are tens of thousands of enemies here, and the number is still increasing."

Qu Anran raised his head, and countless human head silkworm pupae were reflected in his eyes.

Before anyone knew it, densely packed human-headed silkworm pupae appeared in the sky again.

The Holy Father System suspected that 0477 was broadcasting live everything that was happening on the Blasphemous Battlefield in order to suppress their morale and win the support of external players.

They are currently losing ground, and the legendary god-level player Shen Xingyi also seems mediocre. Apart from relying on the help of NPCs, he has no effective way to control Game House. This has caused outside players to lose confidence in them, and even gave rise to resentment and the intention of taking advantage of their misfortune.

Therefore, many people chose to stand on team 0477.

"We need to fight a good turnaround and win back the lost people's hearts." The Holy Father System said, "Are you willing to help us?"

Qiu Ping did not reply to him immediately, but looked up at Shen Xingyi in the distance. He was fighting bloody battles at the moment, and there was no clean place on his body, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood and flesh over and over again.

He eliminated the enemies that pounced in front of him one by one, but there were more enemies behind them. He was trapped in a crazy encirclement, like a cheetah with its claws and fangs clamped in the swamp.

——0477 gave the order that the system would grant three wishes to any player who got Shen Xingyi’s head for free, which almost drove this group of players crazy.

"He looks different from what I remember," Qiu Ping said. "I still like the way he looked in the ditch."

"But you recognized him at first sight, didn't you?" The Holy Father System smiled, "You are a good uncle."

"I'm not." Qiu Ping shook his head. "A good uncle would not let him lose his parents at such a young age, nor would he let him be coveted and bullied in front of me."

"..." The Holy Father System didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only look at him with a gentle and helpless look, "You are stuck in a dead end and you still refuse to forgive yourself."

"Really?" Qiu Ping didn't comment. He shook the gun in his hand and handed it back to Qu Anran. "Thank you, young man. You told a wonderful story just now. This is my thank you gift to you. You just saved my life."

Qu Anran took the gun, looked up and carefully examined the man whom he had just come into contact with for less than half an hour.

"This is an interesting dream." Qiu Ping said to himself, "When I wake up, maybe I can write it down in my diary."

He opened his thick criminal law book, the pages of which moved without wind and each one was shining.

Accompanied by the dazzling golden light, the characters between the pages of the book swirled upwards like a spectacular tornado.

Those tiny words seemed to have a thousand-ton weight at this moment. They turned into golden bullets, leaping into the sky and the earth.

Qiu Ping's body began to fade away and merged into the criminal law book.

"Now, in the name of the Attorney General, I will make the final judgment on you."

"Come with me and sink into the endless dream of atonement."

The players' offensive suddenly stopped, and they were horrified to find those golden bullets. They were unstoppable, penetrating all obstructions and chasing after them.

The bullet seemed to have the power to track the players, and no matter how high or low the players went, they were still unable to escape.

Once they were hit in the middle of their eyebrows by these bullets, they would instantly collapse to the ground and could not be awakened no matter what.

They will not die, but will only fall into a nightmare from which they cannot wake up. The dream will repeat the evil things they have done in an endless loop, torturing their conscience and tormenting their souls.

Soon, all the living players were eliminated.

The NPCs from the other world lost their interference and once again resisted the attack of the dead players.

Then, as they continued their attack, the remaining bullets hit the bodies of the zombies. The dead players who were hit let out a howl that sounded like crying and laughing, then turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated in the wind.

The entire battlefield was cleared.

The Holy Father System picked up the criminal law book that fell on the ground, opened it, and found that it was blank.

Shen Xingyi pinched his tired finger bones and looked in the direction of 0477.

"Anything else?" he asked patiently. "We can still play."

0477 was flying in the air, staring at him in silence. After a long while, he spoke: "You made me realize that I made a big mistake."

Shen Xingyi tilted his head and looked at it with a somewhat confused expression.

"One of your NPCs has the power to wipe out all my combat power, so why are you so...weak?"

Shen Xingyi nodded, as if agreeing with its point of view: "Because I like to eat gigolos, Liangliang is still the best in our family."

0477 ignored his nonsense. For the first time, its unchanging mechanical voice was tinged with a layer of despair and trembling: "...You are, you are stalling for time, attracting my attention--"

It raised its hand and pointed angrily at the blood-stained ring on Shen Xingyi's chest. Its voice was sharp and piercing: "0478 is not on you at all... That ring, that ring is a trick you used to mislead me! Where is he?! Where did he go?!"

Shen Xingyi wiped the blood off his cheek. He looked at 0477's timid appearance and smiled softly, "You should upgrade your intelligent system module, brother-in-law. You are too slow to realize it now."