I'm a god in the infinite game

inside the warehouse.

Kneeling on the ground, hugging his head and curling up into a ball, Mu Ke mumbled to himself quickly with loose eyes: "Forget it, forget it for me, forget it all!"

Around Mu Ke, there are more than a dozen used fountain pens scattered in a mess, and a large number of shredded paper filled with words.

The handwriting on these scraps of paper was very neat and fluent at the beginning, but later became messy, as if the person who wrote these words could barely maintain a clear mind at first, but then lost his mind and could only draw randomly .

On the front of each piece of paper were some grotesque forms, and on the back were many distorted patterns of clown masks hysterically drawn.

These tables are comparison tables, and the contents of the tables are very strange.

What is a comparison table? It is to distinguish the difference between two seemingly similar things by comparing them in the form of a table, such as comparing the difference between bananas and plantains, kiwi fruit and kiwi fruit.

The comparison tables written by Mu Ke are not comparing things, but two people.

What he compared was the difference between [Bai Liu] and [Bai Liu].

Mu Ke's comparison table is very detailed. From appearance, life, and background, he wrote down everything that happened to Bai Liu and Bai Liu like a chronicle, and then compared them one by one.

Mu Ke muttered to himself: "It's different, Bai Liu and Bai Liu are different."

"Bai Liu saved me..." Mu Ke scratched his hair, his eyes stared straight, "but Bai Liu also saved me."

"Bai Liu is just an ordinary employee who was once bullied by me. He won't do so many things that hurt others like Bai Liu..."

Various details and memories kept flashing back in Mu Ke's brain.

Bai Liu smiled at the manipulative Zhang Puppet to die, deceived Mu Sicheng's soul at the most critical moment of the game, took advantage of Liu Jiayi's weakness to let her join the team, and embraced the bruised and bruised Tang Erda without a trace of emotion in his eyes. Whisper [I'm sorry for everything that happened to you].

[Give me your soul, let me atone for those Bai Liu. 】

Bai Liu raised his chin emotionlessly, looked down at Mu Ke, and said softly:

[If you are so useless all the time, I will abandon you. 】

[I don't want worthless followers, Mu Ke. 】

Bai Liu would do things that hurt others. He didn't do it at first because he was an ordinary person trapped in an ordinary job, without identity and ability.

But if Bai Liu and Bai Liu were given the same identity, status, capital and ability...

Mu Ke bowed his waist in pain, panting: "...What is the difference between them?!"

The lazy smiling Bai Liu in Daniel's memory and the sloppy smiling Bai Liu in Mu Ke's memory gradually merged together.

Can't! !

Mu Ke's heart beat wildly twice, and he coughed.

The clown guy fanatically believed in Bai Liu, even if that kind of crazy belief only appeared in his memory, it was about to drive Mu Ke crazy.

Mu Ke's memory was eclipsed by the impact of the clown's frantic and colorful memories. Mu Ke gradually forgot his parents, school, and people who had intersected with him from childhood to adulthood. Everything was distorted into what Daniel remembered.

Mu Ke felt that he was being swallowed by Daniel's memory.

His parents had become Daniel's aloof father, the school had become a vast shooting range, and the people who had socialized had changed from hypocritical and polite peers in the mall to the enemy party who beat him.

Mu Ke felt that his existence was being squeezed out bit by bit by Daniel.

Memory gradually turns Mu Ke into another Daniel, and the only thing Mu Ke can keep in his memory is Bai Liu.

If Bai Liu is Bai Liu, then what is the difference between Mu Ke and Clown who have the same memory?

Mu Ke's heart was beating rapidly, he covered his arrhythmic heart and gasped for breath, his lips were purple, a feeling similar to colic forced Mu Ke to wake up again.

He frantically rummaged through the forms on the ground, trying to find the difference between Bai Liu and Bai Liu.

"It's different, it's not the same at all." Mu Ke took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he convinced himself to himself, "Bai Liu, Bai Liu has short hair, and Bai Liu has long hair, they are different in appearance .”

"Muke." Bai Liu knocked on the door again, his tone was still calm, but his tone changed from the first discussion to an order, "Don't make me say it a third time, open the door."

Mu Ke's shoulders trembled, he subconsciously obeyed Bai Liu's order, staggered to his feet, and opened the door.

Outside the door, the long-haired Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke with no expression on his face: "Do you still know me?"

Mu Ke stared blankly at Bai Liu's long hair, and the hand that opened the door trembled uncontrollably.

In an instant, all the memories that could not be forgotten were jumbled together.

Mu Ke knelt down on the ground slowly, covering his twisted and ferocious face, the pain caused by the rapid beating of the heart forced Mu Ke to bend over, panting heavily, his breathing was so rapid that he was about to retch.

Bai Liu calmly glanced at Mu Ke who was curled up on the ground, walked into the warehouse, closed the door, then squatted down on one knee, picked up a few pieces of shredded paper on the ground and looked down.

"So you're trying to distinguish me from Bai Liu." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "...It's come to this point, the rest of the memory has been swallowed up, only my existence is left."

Bai Liu casually found an abandoned step in the warehouse and sat down. He clasped his hands in front of him, and leaned forward to help Mu Ke who had fallen on the ground.

Mu Ke looked up at Bai Liu in a trance, and couldn't help showing that clown-like crazy smile on his face, his expression was twitching like a convulsion, but the next second Mu Ke raised his hand in panic to cover it , there was a weeping sound in the exit voice: "Don't look at me like this! This is not me!"

"Is it because your memory is so good that you have no way to forget the memory the other party instilled in you?" Bai Liu asked calmly without being affected by Mu Ke's emotions.

Mu Ke lowered his head like a child who did something wrong: "Yes."

Bai Liu lowered her eyes: "I can indeed find a way to erase this memory for you, but if it's just erased, you will be frightened when you meet a clown again, right?"

"After all, even if it is erased, you have been defeated by his memory, and you have escaped his memory."

Mu Ke's shoulders trembled, he bit his lower lip tightly, and said nothing.

"Why was it swallowed up by the clown's memory?" Bai Liu asked, "Does Mu Ke have no meaning for his own existence?"

Mu Ke still didn't speak.

Bai Liu continued: "People have the meaning of their own existence, know what they are, and know why they live, so it is difficult to be erased by another person's existence."

"No matter how strongly that person's existence affects you, and how similar he looks to you, he is not the same person as you."

Bai Liu handed the shredded papers full of comparison tables to Mu Ke who was hanging his head, and said flatly, "It's like me and Bai Liu."

Mu Ke raised his head in astonishment.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke: "Does Mu Ke have no meaning for his own existence? Friends, relatives, lovers, careers, material things?"

Mu Ke hesitated for a long time, and slowly lowered his shoulders, he was not so nervous, and narrated in a trance:

"Because of the disease, I have no friends since I was a child. They are afraid of hurting me. It is very dangerous to make friends with me. My parents have always treated me well and tried their best to treat me. Meet all my needs, but because the doctor said very early on that I probably won't live long..."

Mu Ke was silent for a while and said, "So they looked at me as if they were waiting for me to die."

"I have never liked anyone. I feel that they can live for a long time, and I am a person in two worlds."

Mu Ke slowly clenched his fists: "...I'm very jealous of these healthy people who can live for a long time, so I can't like them."

"Materials and career..." Mu Ke paused, "Everyone is very kind to the dying, so they gave it to me without hesitation."

Mu Ke was silent for a long time, tears rolled down from his red eyes, he raised his hand to wipe it, and suddenly wept and laughed:

"...People who foretell their own death from birth seem to have no meaning for their existence."

Bai Liu leaned on the steps, dragged her jaw and half closed her eyes: "If you use stocks as a comparison, because you will die soon, no one is willing to invest their emotions in a stock like you that is destined to lose money."

"You are a worthless short stock, and in this case, you met me who was willing to believe and invest in you, so you clung to me as if you were grabbing the last straw, and through me The affirmation exists, you get emotional feedback from me, and seek your own existence value."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke calmly: "And this point, you are the same as the clown who is sure to exist through Bai Liu, so when you can't distinguish me from Bai Liu, it is difficult for you to justify yourself and Daniel, that's it ?"

Mu Ke replied hoarsely: "Yes."

"Look up and look at me, Mu Ke." Bai Liu said in an orderly tone, "Look at me, and tell me the same things about me and Bai Liu."

Mu Ke subconsciously obeyed Bai Liu's order, looked up at Bai Liu, and said in a trembling voice, "You all like money."

Bai Liu hummed lightly.

"Use all means to achieve your goals."

"Very good at games."

"..."

"...they have long hair now."

Mu Ke stated tremblingly, his eyes were hazy, he felt that he was gradually sinking into a mixed mind, and he couldn't tell the difference between the real long-haired white willow in front of him and the white six in Daniel's memory.

"Long hair?" Bai Liu glanced at Mu Ke thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled, "I remember that your skill weapon can be taken out in the central hall."

Although Mu Ke didn't know what Bai Liu was going to do, he still nodded and took out his dagger from the panel.

"Come here." Bai Liu ordered with downcast eyes.

Mu Ke took the dagger and passed by.

Without any expression on Bai Liu's face, he quickly held Mu Ke's hand with his left hand, wrapped his right hand around the back of his neck to tie the long hair hanging down to his waist, and then held Mu Ke's hand and the dagger in his hand. Bai Liu didn't stop at all. Swipe upwards.

The long hair was cut off neatly.

Mu Ke held the dagger that cut off Bai Liu's long hair with a blank expression.

"Now I don't have long hair." Bai Liu looked up, and the scattered hair fell on his shoulders, "Muke, remember, if you choose to exist for Bai Liu, then never confuse me with Bai Liu. "

"Because it is I who invest in your affection and recognition, not Bai Liu."

Bai Liu said calmly: "I don't like the fact that I make the investment myself and other people receive the increase in property value for me."

"You are far more valuable than you think, Muke."

Mu Ke knelt on the ground as if stunned, he held the cut hair of Bai Liu with both hands, and the memories belonging to Daniel quickly faded in his mind.

...Bai Liu and Bai Liu are different.

Bai Liu will abandon worthless believers.

But Bai Liu would not.

A true god would give the impotent believer a whole new value.

Bai Liu leaned on the stand and stood up bowed. He found a rubber band from the warehouse somewhere and stretched it with three fingers. With the other hand, he combed from the back of the neck upwards along the skin, and grabbed the scattered black hair in twos and outs. She wore a bundle of hair, and tied a moderately high ponytail with a light expression.

Some unruly hair hangs on both sides of his forehead.

Bai Liu pushed open the door of the warehouse, and turned his head sideways in the rushing light, his eyes were very pale, his broken hair was backlit through his forehead, making it hard to see clearly, and his shirt was full of blood that hadn't fully dried.

"Muke, get your mental state ready and come out for a meeting. The league is about to start."

Mu Ke gritted his teeth, and he called to Bai Liu who was about to leave: "...But I can't completely get rid of the influence of Daniel's memory on me for the time being! Is it okay?"

He whispered almost panickedly: "No...will you replace me in the league?"

"Will this influence shake the meaning of your existence for me?" Bai Liu asked.

Mu Ke was startled, and immediately replied: "Absolutely not!"

Bai Liu withdrew her gaze and turned around, pushed the door and left without looking back: "Anything that cannot shake the meaning of your existence will eventually be transformed into the value of your existence, but there will be an unstable process in the middle."

"I personally don't hate the process."

The door was closed, and Mu Ke in the warehouse was sitting quietly, holding the long hair that Bai Liu had cut off without hesitation in his hand, and muttering to himself, repeating Bai Liu's words: "...anything that cannot shake the meaning of my existence, can be Be transformed into an increase in my value..."

"As long as Daniel's memory can't swallow me..." Mu Ke looked at the long hair in his hands tremblingly, "I can find all the memories about the league in it, and then make myself stronger! "

Mu Ke covered his long hair over his throbbing heart, and laughed choked with tears.