Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"came back."

Midea leaned against her bed rail, looking at the magic book spread out on her desk, feeling frustrated for the first time.

In this mission, he and his team suffered the price of total annihilation.Except for a few people with resurrection authority, they are basically dead.

This situation made him feel very aggrieved.

drip.

At this time, a connection notification came from the communication channel, and Midia opened the channel with some doubts, and a familiar voice came out.

"Welcome back, Midea, I've heard all about it." He said, "You lost badly this time."

"If you came to fight with me, I don't mind killing you right now." Midea replied with a cold snort, "You dare to come here to scold me even though you know I'm in a bad mood, do you deserve to be beaten like that?" ?”

"No, no, don't get me wrong." He explained with a light smile, "I don't intend to mess with you, but as an old friend for so long, I'll tell you a free news."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Do you know that a brand new model has been adopted at the top?" His words made Midia frowned subconsciously, and an ominous premonition filled his heart, "Would you tell me that I just ran into it?"

"Correct, you not only ran into it, but also suffered a big loss without any information." His tone at this time was very gloating, but Midea didn't have time to get angry, but asked: "How many people died?" people."

"The number of newcomers died is countless, but there are also many veterans who fell into it."

"Thanks to the new model, a large number of resources are now vacant, and there are great fluctuations in various places, just like the stock market is in chaos."

"I can't stand it. What's the point of them opening a new model?"

"The status quo of floating is the meaning, and you should be clear about this." He said: "The more stagnant water is, the more boring it is for Ouroboros."

"The cake is completely divided, and everyone will not think about creating new things, but will continue to fight for existing resources, which is unbearable for the parliament."

"Creating a new model is not only muddying the water, it is telling us to move, because a child who doesn't want to climb is not a good child."

"Moreover, this new mode is particularly insidious. The first wave and the second wave are still existing boss-level characters, and it is quite easy to discover. If you are unlucky and encounter an original boss that 'does not exist', then you will be out of luck. "

"In other words, the new mode is to let residents take on the role of BOSS?"

"That's right." He replied, "For a progressive world, the higher the level of bosses, the more resources they will consume. But if they are filled with continuously evolving residents, not only will the cost be reduced, There’s also a lot less spent on incentives.”

"So that's how it was. It was originally a BOSS, and the rewards were doubled, but now you only need to pay for one... Tsk tsk, it really saves resources."

"Or..." Midia got up from the bed, touched his magic book with a little complexity, and said, "This kind of model will promote those 'bottom people' to climb up."

"If you can't get it, if you can't grab it, you can only fight with your life. This is the reason here."

"So, what do you want to do?" Midia asked, "Sending this kind of information for free is for me to consider your next proposal, isn't it?"

"Hey, sure enough, smart people don't say dark words." He laughed twice, "It's actually not that complicated."

"I will provide information and you will contribute. I want to find out."

"What do you mean?"

"Turn on the world transfer mode, select Settings, select [Matched opponent], you will see a very important thing."

Midea turned on the system screen according to his instructions and performed some operations. Finally, his eyes shrank and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Good job!"

The above shows the worlds and opponents he has participated in, and the number one is [Seventh Singularity Absolute Warcraft Front], and the opponent is [No. 75]. and rank.

"You guys really have sharp eyes, no matter what new modules are updated by the system, you are the first to discover them."

"Hey, this is just a small scene, otherwise how would you do intelligence work." He said proudly, "As for the remaining problems..."

"I understand what you mean." Midea touched his chin and said, "I'll tell you everything about this encounter, but I don't know what level of character this guy is next time I meet him."

"Is he outrageous?"

"How should I put it?" Midea thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "It's about the same as people like us, and you know it."

"Most of us made our fortunes in one or two games."

"Tsk, that's really tricky."

"Hey!" At this moment, Midea, who had been watching the number 75 record, exclaimed, "The person who hammered me to death just now started a new mission!"

"Fuck! Are you so hardworking?" He couldn't help swearing after hearing this, "Look, is there any record!"

"Yes, yes..." Midia expanded the window, staring at the writing on it, and murmured, "Superhero City?"

……

Cold and painful.

The world is crumbling in Jason Todd's eyes.But he still firmly protects a woman under his body, hoping to win a chance for her through this method.

It's a pity that the sound of booming explosions is endless.

The lunatic with clown makeup never realized what it means to hold hands, and with his crazy thoughts, he would only sharply laugh at Jason's stupid protective behavior.

In front of the desperately rushing black knight, what a hopeless scene appeared.

Among the ruins destroyed in the explosion, the righteous hero named Dark Knight hugged Jason silently, and Robin who hugged him was silent.

He lost to that madman because he was one step late.

This is the pain that Batman-Bruce Wayne will never forget.

……

On X, O, rain.

Bruce Wayne stood tall in the rain, ignoring the umbrella handed over by the housekeeper Alfred, and staring silently at the coffin in front of him.

The voice of the priest praying continuously entered from his left ear and exited from his right ear, and the rainwater slipped from the tip of his hair, leaving a cold mark on his face.

Is this tears?

No, it's not.

Even in such a grief-stricken scene, Bruce Wayne did not shed tears.

He stood upright in the rain, watching the coffin being buried in the soil with his eyes open, and then calmly accepted the comfort of many visitors with no expression on his face.

He wanted to flash a smile to show that he was okay.But no matter how much the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't show it.

It was punishment, punishment for Bruce Wayne's incompetence.

He despises himself so much, and has endless murderous intentions for the lunatic clown who caused the status quo.

"Master Bruce." The peaceful and powerful voice pulled him back from his thoughts, and when he looked aside, he saw Alfred handing over a handkerchief, "You are too hard."

"Thank you, Fu." Bruce thanked with a suppressed voice, took the handkerchief and wiped off the blood on his hand: "This is my fault."

"Don't be too hard on yourself."

"Jason's death was my negligence, there is no doubt about it." He put the handkerchief in his pocket and gently stroked Jason's tombstone. "I will not make this mistake again."

"Never!" The knight with a straight back couldn't help but shed tears after all.

Not on the face, but in the heart.

He turned around, and there was a rare stagger in his usual firm steps.

"Hehehe."

After a while, an arm wrapped in a black bandage protruded abruptly from behind the tombstone, and his fingers covered in black and red lines gently slid across the name on the tombstone, revealing a smiling face in the shadows.

"Jason Todd...just you."

The author has something to say: the beginning of the new world, sprinkle flowers!