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I stood in front of the painting in a pure white dress and remembered everything.

It rained heavily again that day, and the dark night and chaotic rain made everything blurred.

I ran through the woods, looking for something.

Suddenly, I saw a young man holding a black umbrella. His eyes were scarlet and he looked like he was not an ordinary person.

"Huh?" The young man looked at me in surprise, then lowered his head to look at the overturned carriage beside him and the person who was not breathing under the carriage.

The arms exposed to the rain were slender, yet covered in scars, with old and new wounds intertwined, and it was no longer possible to tell what they were originally.

Twisted fingers.

"A wild boar crashed into the carriage and I couldn't save her. I'm sorry."

I don't understand why this young girl wanted to apologize to me. The person in the carriage couldn't be the one she was looking for.

She should have escaped.

Tears filled my eyes.

I want to cry.

"Don't cry."

The boy's voice was gentle.

I looked at her and asked him numbly why.

The boy took out a small mirror and took a picture of my current appearance.

The rain hit my hat and my clothes.

The bright red has long faded.

The pigments mixed with rainwater and settled into the soil.

I wore a white hat and a white gown.

"Your eyes are very much like this lady's, like the water of a lake. You must keep them."

Yeah, I can't cry.

I am a painting.

When I cry, my eyes lose color.

I held back my tears.

"Can I ask you to help me, help us? I can satisfy you with anything you want!"

The boy nodded and agreed.

Later, I returned to the castle with a vampire gentleman.

The castle soon had a new head chef.

Mr. Vampire asked him to go out and hunt wild boars every day.

At first I thought Mr. Vampire was hungry and needed to eat.

It was not until some time later that I learned that the chef was the wild boar that had overturned the carriage.

No one doubted my identity because I had the same eyes as Miss Veronica.

I stayed in the castle and made the count repent again and again.

I want to keep him alive over and over again so he can atone for the innocent ladies he buried in the back garden.

Butler Anderson and I spent some time digging out the corpses in the back garden and buried them in a beautiful place far away from here.

Mr. Vampire kept a small pet in the back garden, which he said was used to guard the yard.

The little pet is very well behaved, but its barking is a bit annoying.

One day, a group of guests came to the castle.

They can provide blood for Mr. Vampire, and Anderson and I welcome them.

It's just that they seem to want to kill us.

There was no way out, those who failed could only be buried in our back garden.

Groups of guests came.

The back garden is once again full of roses.

······

Russell looked at the gorgeous roses on the screen and the pure white figure standing among the flowers, and felt a little sad.

Are the players wrong? No, everyone is just trying to complete the mission and survive.

Is the person in the painting wrong? No, she just wants to punish the sinner on behalf of Miss Veronica.

It's the system that's wrong.

This wasn't supposed to be a copy.

We are just strangers who have no right to interfere.

So, Ms. Veronica died a long time ago, right?

[Yes, he died on the night before he left.]

She tried very hard to live.

We are intruders! We are robbers!

We have always been interlopers.

[NPCs in S-rank dungeons seem like real people]

[It seems that since the anchor point was damaged, they have become more vivid]

【Ha, maybe all NPCs were once alive! 】

[...And I killed them again]

[Don't think about it. The most urgent thing is to live well. The truth is still uncertain!]

[Yes! Even so, killing them would still help them escape the dungeon's control!]

【Don’t post negative comments in the barrage area! 】

[Alive!]

[Alive!]

···

The end of the story.

A gust of wind blew and blew off the woman's white hat.

The fiery red hair blends in with the color of the roses.

Warm and free.

······

Pino finished telling Veronica's story and retired.

Chu Yun was taken back to his villa by Mo Heng.

The villa is close to the sea and you can hear the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

It’s just that the villa is located on an island. To be precise, this island belongs to Mo Heng.

Even if he didn't understand this infinite flow game, Chu Jun knew that it would not be generous enough to provide every player with a luxurious island.

"Could it be that my ex is actually a big shot?" Chu Jun realized this question for the first time.

What is life like when you have an infinite flow master supporting you?

It probably means that there is someone to serve you food and drinks 24 hours a day, and there is never a shortage of delicacies from land and sea.

Those future technologies and relics of gods are all things that are within easy reach.

It feels good to be kept, and Chu Jun is very satisfied.

I couldn't help but be curious about what the game behind the scenes that could contain so many worlds looks like.

"Is the game system a good person?" Mo Heng heard Chu Jun's doubts, thought for a while and then shook his head.

"Not exactly a bad guy, but definitely not a good guy."

"why?"

"The reason why he is called the system is because he only follows the rules, regardless of right or wrong." Mo Heng said indifferently.

So the guy who controls all this is just an emotionless machine.

Chu Jun roughly estimated how many people played this game, at least a million.

Is a machine that controls so many human lives a god? Let's just assume it is.

Chu Jun remembered asking Mo Heng this when he was a child.

"As a god, you should be compassionate to the mortal world, but you are still ruthless."

Mo Heng smiled and hugged him, saying, "If Sui Sui wants to be a heartless god, he only needs to look at the rise and fall of all things in the world impartially, just like watching the changing seasons. If he wants to be a compassionate god, then it will be a bit difficult."

Chu Yun was a brave god who was not afraid of difficulties. He looked at Mo Heng firmly, waiting for him to continue.

"If you want to be a compassionate god, you need to personally experience the joys and sorrows of humankind, their struggles in adversity, and their joy in hope. You must admire their strength, but also pity their fragility."

"Can I go and help them?" Chu Jun leaned her head on Mo Heng's shoulder. "I often hear people praying. I can help them."

Mo Heng knew that Chu Jun had already made up his mind, so he simply said, "Just follow your heart. Favoritism will lead to a loss of justice, and sympathy will disrupt the balance of the world. If Sui Sui wants to help, she must accept the consequences that are placed on her."

Later, Chu Yun helped many people, some of whom were good people and they were grateful to him, while others were bad people and they were greedy.

Later, Chu Jun understood what Mo Heng meant by following his heart.

He still watches the joy and suffering of mankind and still helps.

But this help comes at a price, some of which comes upon oneself, and some of which comes upon humanity.

Just like what humans say, "The rewards for good and evil follow you like a shadow; the cause and effect of three lives are a cycle that never stops."

When you are ready to gain something, you must also be prepared to lose it.

Of course, Chu Jun wanted to break this infinite flow world not to help humans.

There is nothing wrong with being a ruthless god, it’s just that Chu Jun happened to see it and wanted to do so.

Chu Jun easily found the core of the game.

There are many people trapped inside.

Those players who cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation become the nourishment for the game.

The tubes are connected to each other like the roots of a towering tree.

Chu Yun found a clue in the core, a god whom he had heard from Mo Heng, who was the mortal enemy of Emperor Fengdu.

Coincidentally, Chu Yun decided to throw all these things and these players into the underworld.

Although I feel very sorry for the King of Hell, I have to solve my own karma.

Chu Jun happily became a hands-off boss, and happily returned to the "small" villa that his husband had kept for him, and lived a fulfilling life.

One day, Mo Heng discovered that he no longer received system notifications, and then he realized something.

From that day on, his time began to flow again.

Ten years later, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Twenty years later, I have a few more white hairs on my head.

Chu Jun watched Mo Heng's entire process from researching "how to delay aging" to "how to kill vampires."

Finally, he said "I'm not a vampire" and Mo Heng finally gave up the idea.

may be.

Perhaps he wanted to study "how to kill gods", but had no reference materials.

In order to make Mo Heng behave himself and not make too much noise, the kind-hearted Chu Jun took Mo Heng's soul and left this dimension one day.

If Mo Heng really figured out a way for mortals to kill gods, he was worried that those old guys in the upper realm would chase him and beat him.