Chapter 312: Leaving as a Gentle Poem

"Fuck, she has become a god already?"

In the distance, on the black hills formed by the burning lava, came an uncontrollable exclamation.

Then, two heads, one big and one small, poked out from the crack in the hill.

These are two online players who are walking towards the mountains to mine. They look like Tauren from the Ironhorn Clan.

But judging from the thought patterns displayed, it should be that humans have merged with the Tauren bloodline to obtain the relevant bonuses for mining.

As a race with a special mining bloodline advancement, this is not outrageous.

"You are just an administrator of a small website. Do you think you need to reach level 20 on QQ first to prove your ability?"

The Minotaur next to him whispered in the private chat channel.

Of course he didn't dare to say such words, after all, they were now in a "small broken station".

In a situation where the "group leader" may be present, it is extremely easy to go wrong if you try to cause trouble.

Operations like the Wall of No Believers are not exclusive to a small number of worlds.

When the sun is endowed with humanity, it will no longer be able to maintain its former cold attitude...

"It's pretty cool to be an administrator on this little broken website. There's a world of mines for you to dig..."

The small Tauren said this in the private chat channel.

"It's still the same as working for others. Is there any essential difference between working for the world consciousness and working for ordinary things?"

"It's better to mine by yourself. Once you dig a pickaxe, everything you find is yours..."

"Let's go, let's go. Once that big guy has greened the surrounding area, we'll have to squint our eyes to look for minerals again."

The taller minotaur waved his hand, then took the lead and went into the mine below.

They were working hard in the mine that they had dug together, but the gradually dropping temperature around them made them know that something must have happened.

So they ran out of the mine and saw Yi Chun who was purifying the scorched earth.

As players of the comprehensive network, even if the two are old and experienced miners who would rather stay and mine despite the danger of natural disasters, they cannot avoid certain characteristics of comprehensive network players.

According to the big minotaur:

All websites have directly opened up a free information recording function. What do you think it is used for?

"If you had listened to me when you were fusing your bloodline and chosen a smaller body size, you wouldn't have to dig such a large mine."

The small minotaur scratched his butt and said with some complaints.

And in the more distant areas, a green area is spreading...

…

"Life is endless, it keeps on circulating!"

"You have completed a major ecosphere restoration event!"

"You have obtained a one-time reward based on this event: Your wild form, Planet Manwalker, has +10 time and space rings!"

"Your stay time in the Illaoi world has reached the upper limit. In one hour, you will be teleported away!"

Looking at the prompt information refreshing on his retina, Yi Chun slowly stopped.

He was too sleepy and needed a good rest to recover.

When this world deviates from the established target, it will move to a time domain that is no longer of concern to the Internet.

There, it can no longer get help from so many network players.

Yi Chun did not doubt nature's ability to heal itself, but that long cycle was an overly cruel torture for the life in this world.

Yi Chun does not think that he is absolutely kind and benevolent. He also has his own desires and anger.

Just looking at these poor kids, he felt that he could do some small work.

As for their fate and the fate of this world, it has nothing to do with him.

You can't ask a tinker to do more work...

It's a pity for my bed...

Yi Chun transformed into an orange cat and lazily lay on a pile of straw that had been transformed from a protruding rock, thinking silently.

Due to the integration of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, switching forms can be regarded as a purification of sufficient intensity.

However, the fatigue caused by long-term energy consumption can only be recovered through rest.

In the nearly one year since its launch, the output of Happy Bed has been enough to live up to its fancy prefix.

Although there is no exaggerated improvement in attribute growth.

After hundreds of nights of accumulation, only 3 attribute points were accumulated.

They acted respectively on Yi Chun's strength, physique and charm in human form.

But the other magic skills and magic props that account for the vast majority of the total output of the Happy Bed can also be a considerable fortune when added together.

Especially the magical skills, which greatly increased the thickness of Yi Chun's natural spell book.

It’s a pity that this thing cannot be taken out. After all, in a sense, it is one of the benefits of this world.

"Meow……"

Yi Chun meowed at the birds above his head that seemed a little overwhelmed because the Planet Walker had disappeared, as a farewell to this world.

He did not come for the hopes in people's eyes, so there was no point in saying goodbye or not.

The green grass floating in the gradually subsiding breeze is the gift and tenderness he left behind.

And that belongs to this world...

Afterwards, Yi Chun fell asleep slowly as sleepiness gradually came over him.

The breeze gently blew across his orange fur, and the slightly warm air flow seemed to cover him with a thin blanket.

As time passed, Yi Chun's figure gradually disappeared from this world.

All that was left was a pile of still warm straw and a patch of grass swaying in the wind.

They crawled in the wind, as if saying goodbye...

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In chaotic dreams, there are always some messy things.

They are not necessarily some kind of evil existence with real thoughts and souls.

But just like the flashes of goodwill in the material world, the evil thoughts that originate from the complexity of intelligent life will always entangle many chaotic appearances in the dream world.

A large part of the nightmares of ordinary people also come from them.

After all, nightmare-like existences are extremely rare in the dream world.

These chaotic evil thoughts crisscross in the dream world.

When a creature, especially a spiritual one, falls asleep, they are attracted to it.

In the darkness, a little light is always more dazzling...

But occasionally, they also suffer setbacks.

In a corner of the dream world, an orange cat is sleeping soundly.

Its body emits a strong aura, and the dream area with it as the center is rendered to look like a sunny meadow.

Darkness and chaos were attracted by this strong spiritual light.

They came roaring in, but were blocked by some invisible force.

In that trance and chaos, there seemed to be a Zen stick quietly floating there...

After a long time, the dream gradually faded away and the reality emerged.