Game Invasion: The male and female protagonists are in love, but I am secretly stealing their homes

The latter was using his top props to choose what to eat today: "Who knows."

Stupid looked at Zaijiuxunge, who had already begun writing civilization, and asked curiously, "Isn't she going to try to activate the Moon Postman again?"

Qihua paused, then picked a dish she didn't want to eat. She pushed the dish to Yutun and ordered a new one for herself before saying, "...Who knows?"

……

The atmosphere on the war cruise was a bit odd.

Strictly speaking, things have been a bit weird since he left with wine and song.

Needless to say, those players who have lost their game qualifications and started to join the group mode, such as Fat Goose, have been giving up since the first day.

But other players who were very active in the past also looked a little strange, like students in the mathematics Olympiad class who suddenly started to desert. Most of the players went to the deck to enjoy the scenery and chat after clearing their invasion duels - sometimes even without clearing them.

Everyone tacitly waited for the next world dock to appear, and while waiting, they talked about their own broken world.

The players were divided into several small groups according to their degree of hatred, and then they took turns to be the listener and the talker in tacit understanding.

At this time, those worlds that have not died are excluded.

Ze Lan Ku Fu, Fu Qing Feng Ji, Que Cheng Po Mang and Dong Hai Sha Leng gathered together to keep warm.

Dong Haisha pointed coldly at the Tingzhou Mirror Goose, which was arm in arm with Xie Xie not far away, and asked in disbelief, "How could it get in?"

The other three players turned their heads and looked at him silently at the same time. Their eyes were clear: Even the Tingzhou Mirror Goose was so pitiful...

Dong Hai Sha Leng understood the looks of several people. Before he could say anything, the looks of the other three players changed at the same time. The three of them looked Dong Hai Sha Leng up and down several times with their eyes: Why are you here again?

Dong Haisha Leng hugged his arms and leaned against the railing, expressing his attitude with resistance and silence.

He didn't want to discuss the island with other players.

Shanyu is a world of outrageous stupidity.

The players' chatter suddenly fell silent for a moment. Dong Haisha Leng knew that a new world dock had appeared, and he immediately looked towards the end of the long river of time.

A moon with only the outline of the mountains left.

Mountain island.

Mountain Islands and Shark Forest.

At first glance, the world and race seem to be incompatible.

But in fact, they seem to be born for each other.

The mountain island is a huge water world, but there are many small hills protruding from the water surface. This is the home of the shark forest.

Mountains and islands, and a forest of sharks like us who will turn into sharks after entering the sea.

Every shark can find his own island when he grows up. We will live alone on the island and lead our own lives.

We will go to the bottom of the sea to search for magical seeds and bring them back to the island to cultivate and plant them ourselves.

We are very busy!

Go to the bottom of the sea to find seeds, study seeds, cultivate seeds, decorate the island, occasionally visit other shark forests' islands, and occasionally invite other shark forests to come to your own island to see the plants.

As long as we can cultivate plants, vegetables, fruits or trees that cannot be cultivated in other shark forests, we can be happy for a year.

Our biggest and lifelong hobby is to decorate our own island, and we don’t have the idea that after we die, this beautiful island will be given to other sharks.

No, it won’t. The island has spirits.

After the Shark Forest who dressed up as the island died, her island would sink to the bottom of the sea along with the Shark Forest who turned back into a shark.

We are a race whose daily pleasure and routine in life is to decorate our homes, which will become our coffins after we die.

Calm and happy, watching the sunrise and sunset, sometimes I really don’t know what time is.

I wonder what the new seeds I've found will produce: a sentient pet? Or a new variety of fruit tree? If it's a rare species, I might be able to invite other sharks to visit my island.

I spend every day in anticipation, and when the seeds blossom and bear fruit, I will be surprised and satisfied.

It can be said that Shark Lin’s life is a cycle of expectation and harvest.

There is no competition or worries in our lives. When we are hungry, we will hunt on the seabed. This is the only time we need to fight.

...used to be.

That used to be the only time we had to fight.

I don’t know what went wrong in the world, but we suddenly became players.

Originally this was great, as we could use our suddenly emerging magical abilities to grow more plants and make our island more beautiful.

But suddenly one day, I was ordered to invade other worlds.

Invasion?

I was taken away from the island.

Everyone says this is for the future of the island.

We were given weapons and equipment and began to kill creatures that looked similar to us, even children, because no one knew whether the other party's abilities were lethal.

I feel like a tree or plant that is rotting from the roots.

Of course I know that the Shark Forest would never torture its own kind in this way, and they wouldn't do so unless it was absolutely necessary...

I looked at my companions who were numb-faced, and I knew everyone was thinking the same thing.

We are not stupid, we know something terrible must have happened.

Later, for a period of time, many of our fellow tribesmen collapsed and were unwilling to invade again, and we were also unwilling to accept those alien species that joined the island.

How can we accept this? We just recently killed so many creatures just like them.

The war was suspended for about half a year amid the cries of the people. This time, it was the mountain islands that were invaded.

It turned out to be the case.

The consequence of not invading other worlds is being invaded by a stronger world.

There was still one Shark Forest leader left in the air, standing at the front. The other four had already sacrificed their lives, and one of them was lying quietly beside me.

I know her. She once invited me to her island to see the camellias she cultivated. Her belt also has the spring scenery and flowers I gave her.

——"As long as you and your world drive him out! We will give the island 50 years of peace and tranquility!"

The enemy's promises echoed over the battlefield.

This is a lie.

Both Shanyu and Shark Forest know that this is a lie, we are not fools.

But when the world popped up a notification asking "Do you agree to expel him?", the proportion of people who agreed instantly exceeded 70%.

Perhaps "survival" is indeed more important than "how to survive", but the sharks don't want to live like this anymore...

I see no end to the pain and numbness, living in slaughter and hatred every day. My heart has long become as desolate as the island I haven't cared for in a long time...

What a terrible future. No, I don’t want to live that kind of life.

"When the Shark Tribe was invaded, they committed suicide out of fear" or "The Shark Tribe was killed by their leader because they betrayed him"?

No matter how you think about it, the latter sounds better.

If that leader truly understands the shark forest and the mountain island, please let us, the shark forest that has made the choice, sink to the bottom of the sea along with the "mountain island."

——Island