Wall-facer [full-time x three-body]

"one"? ! ! !

Luo Ji's brain froze.

The only explanation is that he might be a fake Luo Ji!

Seeing that Luo Ji was silent, Shi Qiang took the initiative to say, "I really haven't found the bun you're looking for. But after some inquiring, I found out that it was this great writer who taught you to come up with a character out of thin air." The ability to come here, so I found her."

"What? As I said, Baozi is not a character in my imagination..."

Bai Rong laughed again: "I didn't expect that your 'she' is not a cute girl, but a man watching the scene in an Internet cafe! I don't blame you for forgetting my face, I am not you The type you like?"

Luo Ji was stunned for a second, then shouted, "I'm not! I'm not!!!"

"At the beginning, you also admitted that you believed that the kind of love in the novel existed. I must have misunderstood this, right?"

Which universe did it admit to itself? !Luo Ji wanted to beat the person who said those words to death.

He squeezed the words through his teeth: "I've said it all, it's not my fantasy... Apart from Baozi, there should be several young people, most of whom are men—"

At this time, it was Bai Rong's turn to be surprised: "There are several people! It's not just men?"

"..." Shi Qiang didn't say anything, but the distance between him and Luo Ji seemed to grow further and further away.

"...What kind of misunderstanding have you guys gotten!!!" Luo Ji's mind was completely disconnected.

Bai Rong was the first to come to her senses, and said thoughtfully, "I see. Luo Ji, do you still remember what I told you? Those classic writers can generate thousands of them in their minds." A true image, forming a picture scroll of the times, is something that can only be done by a superman. I never thought you would have such a talent.”

Luo Ji's glasses almost fell off.

Classic writer? ?This word has never appeared in his more than ten years of mathematics career, okay?

At this time, Shi Qiang also had a look of sudden realization: "Yo, co-author Luo, you are also a great writer? I thought you were looking for your little lover. Hey, look at you scared me."

Obviously you are scaring yourself, okay? !

Luo Ji took off his glasses and rubbed between his brows, "No, that's not right. How could they be imagined by me..."

Bai Rong looked at him sympathetically, "I'm afraid you are so focused on the imagined world that you can't distinguish between reality and illusion. Writers have more or less problems than ordinary people, Ezra Pound, Ou Nestor Hemingway, all these famous writers."

Luo Ji was dumbfounded.

Thinking about it this way, things are indeed strange.

There always seemed to be some mismatch between the world in his mind and the world he actually came into contact with, like a discordant violin in a symphony, forcibly destroying the entire piece of music.

He once ignored those dissonances intentionally or unintentionally, but once these clues are reconnected, the dissonant notes will be placed at infinity, so that people can't even notice the beautiful part of the symphony itself.

The gap in identity, non-existent partners, new missions and missions, the crisis of the world-could it be said that I really confuse reality and illusion?

Could it be that he is really the one chosen to save the world? !

...it's not logical at all! !

That night, Luo Ji suffered from insomnia.

The burden of saving the world was firmly on his shoulders, like an invisible five-fingered mountain, making him breathless.

He's not a hedonist, he's a serious math student - oh, sure, though that's probably a figment of his own.In short, Luo Ji couldn't live his life in a heartless way.

Think, Luo Ji thought, he had to think.This is something that Trisolarans cannot do, but he can.

……

……

What to do, the only way he can think of is to rely on his own mathematical talent to solve the three-body problem, and solve the survival problem of the three-body world from the root. Since then, the solar system has achieved great harmony in the universe!

Luo Ji raised his forehead, he actually felt that this plan made sense...at least it was the only thing he was good at!

After tossing and turning for a long time, he still couldn't fall asleep, so he put on a coat and got off the bed.

Luo Ji turned on the computer with ease, and locked his account into the log-in device next to him.

Glory had gained some popularity, and it was late at night, so there were still quite a few people online.But Luo Ji didn't find any guilds or characters he was familiar with on it.

He couldn't help sighing, which seemed to be another proof of his delusional disorder.

Luo Ji directed the characters to gallop in the world of glory, and he felt aimless for the first time.In the silent night, only the faint sound of music from the game accompanied him, which made Luo Ji feel less lonely.

... the sound of music?

Luo Ji felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

Rather, he couldn't think of anything.He is not such a talent at all, why is it him?Why was he chosen?Why does he have to be treated with such a smile by everyone?

Why……

A wave of despair filled his heart, and Luo Ji slowly walked towards the balcony.Even though he was wearing a coat, he shivered as the evening wind blew.

He put one leg up to the edge of the balcony.

……Failed.

hateful!Luo Ji thought that in addition to studying and playing games, he might need healthier hobbies, such as fitness or something.

Luo Ji went into the room and moved a small stool to put under his feet, which finally reached the balcony.He raised his legs again, stood on the edge of the balcony, and opened his hands——

"Can't you stop for a while?" Before he could do anything, someone pulled him back from behind.Shi Qiang led two people to stand on the balcony, looking around vigilantly.

"Ah?" Luo Ji's head was a little dizzy, as if he had just woken up, "What... did I almost jump off a building just now?!"

"Yo, you're awake, Brother Luo?" Shi Qiang looked closely at Luo Ji's face with a cigarette in his mouth, "You don't sleep most of the night, are you cultivating immortals?"

Luo Ji smiled awkwardly, his mind still a little confused.

what happened?Why did he suddenly have a strong urge to commit suicide just now, and he almost succeeded!He wants to live another 500 years!

Luo Ji noticed that one of the people Shi Qiang brought was sitting in front of his computer, carefully recording game music.

I see!Luo Ji understood, no wonder he had a strong sense of disobedience just now.

Glory, there is no background music!

What players can hear in the game are only the voices of other characters and various game sound effects.Only the background music is not there at all.However, Luo Ji heard a burst of music before, and it fit the game so well that he didn't notice anything wrong.

"I'm afraid someone has hacked into the game system and hypnotized Mr. Luo through the combined effect of the music and graphics, which made him have the urge to commit suicide." The staff sitting in front of the computer said cautiously, "We The review of this game must be further strengthened."

Luo Ji's eyes widened.

Is it possible to remotely control others to commit suicide like this? !

Luo Ji's bewildered head became even more confused.

What on earth did he do to summon the murderous disaster over and over again?

"Someone wanted to join us just now, so I sent him our coordinates..."

Where are the coordinates of Xingxin Internet Cafe?

"I'm afraid you are so focused on the world you imagined that you can't tell the truth from the illusion..."

Back then they wanted to kill the Wild Boss, but they were afraid that Tyrannical Ambition would come too many and they couldn't beat them, how did Ye Xiu answer?

"Then we have to send a message in the world, so that many become more, many."

These words, like a spark sparked by flint in the darkness, suddenly lit up Luo Ji's mind.

correct.

Exactly!

If the Trisolarans want to invade the earth, then come!

He had no choice but to send a message in the universe, so that many become more, many!

Wallfacer Four Dozens of Glory!

Some unscientific world of glory.

"Blue River, are you there? There is something urgent!"

Blue River is in a very good mood today.God Ye Qiu may be busy with the Challenger League recently, so he hasn't been online much. Their guild's quest for the boss in the Domain of the Gods is like a fish in water, refreshing and refreshing.Of course, the battles between guilds still existed, but without Ye Qiu, the pressure of competition had dropped a lot, which made them all heave a sigh of relief.

Therefore, when Lan He saw this news coming from the private chat window, he didn't panic, but first comforted the other party: "What's the matter? Don't worry, speak slowly."

The person who sent him a private message was the current chairman of the tenth district. Ever since Lan He returned to the realm of the gods, Mr. Chunyi had no choice but to send someone there again.However, because Lan He has stayed in the tenth district for a while after all, and has more experience, the president of the tenth district will sometimes come to ask him for advice.

"Jun Moxiao started making trouble in the tenth district again!"

"What?" Lan He suddenly turned pale with shock.The co-author God hasn't been online in the Domain of Gods recently, did he go back to the tenth district to make trouble? !

The current president sent an angry expression: "Recently, I don't know what's going on. Some people always post the coordinates of Jun Moxiao's trumpet on the World Channel, and sometimes secretly message people in our guild, which makes the guild very angry. A commotion!"

"Jun Moxiao's trumpet?" Lan He thought for a while, and said decisively, "It must be another trick of that guy! Let's wait and see."

"I think so, the problem is that other guilds are making trouble, and I can't help it."

Originally, someone sent a message about Jun Moxiao's trumpet, and the major guilds sent wild accounts