364.Chapter 362 361 When Reality Falls Apart

Chapter 362 361. when reality is a flop .
“Wow, otherworldly customs are really fun, I love those little games where you can drink openly, and I’ve finally found the reason why those little apprentices pinch their spells so well.

It’s because of the dexterity of their fingers, cultivated from rowing since they were young! No wonder a few cryptic spell seals that are so complicated that they can sprain their fingers can’t be difficult for them.”

At midnight, Murphy with a blank face assisted the already drunken Tris back into the Blood Vulture Cloister, the Blood Vulture Grand Duke who was being held by his waist had no dignity as a strong man, his cheeks were flushed and he was still sighing that this trip to the otherworldly banquet was so comfortable.

Of course, she actually did not eat much.

After all, the otherworldly Sichuan flavor for the traditional vampire taste is still a little too “wild”.

Even the always brave Maxim fell in front of a plate of spicy rabbit head, not to mention the taste of such a relatively light “old lady”, before Murphy to cook for her, a bowl of meatball soup put a little bit of spicy oil she will scream.

The happiness of Tris does not lie in the taste of otherworldly dishes.

Her joy was simple.

It had started when the student party had run over for a toast at dinner, supposedly to show their respect for Lord Murphy and Lady Tris, yet after asking about otherworldly table manners, Tris had immediately come to her senses, and it had only taken her two hours to demonstrate the vampire alcoholic’s superhuman prowess in that regard.

The student party were all drunk, even the group of veterans of the Big Bird Spinning Troupe were in a quiver of confusion as they went down one by one.

The fact that Tris was still standing already showed her super talent in this area.

It was also the fact that the vampire’s physiological form was so peculiar that it didn’t need to go to the toilet so many times, otherwise Tris’s stomach would have to explode.

Murphy hadn’t expected Tris to be so happy tonight, and he wasn’t stopping his ‘girlfriend’ from enjoying her simple pleasures.

Except for the fact that it was a bit annoying to have to carry her back to the office at the end of the day.

“Next time don’t drink so much, it’s embarrassing you.”

The Lord Governor sighed and pushed open the door to her office while carrying Tris, who had already begun to doze off, only to catch a glimpse of a still functioning set of alchemist’s tools on the disorganized table.

The psychic fire was burning silently according to predetermined conditions, while the liquid in the large beaker had become viscous and gave off a strange odor.

Murphy knew nothing about alchemy.

But he could probably understand that Tris seemed to be undergoing some sort of crystallization operation, and instead of messing with those things, he intended to take Tris back to his side of the room so that she could get some rest.

But before leaving, Murphy keenly noticed a card that Tris had placed on the table, and the drawing on it made his eyes round.

“Is the periodic table of elements the otherworldly learning that Lumina brought back to you last time? That young lady really has a big heart, she dares to teach anything. She taught you this lab-style crystallization method as well, right?”

Murphy spat, carefully closing the door and taking Tris back to her office, settling her in her cot again helping her remove her coat and cover her with a blanket before finally leaning down and kissing Tris on the forehead.

In fact, in this case, if Murphy had been a little more badass, Tris’s innocence would probably have been gone.

However His Excellency the Governor showed a fair amount of restraint, after all it wasn’t like he was just walking around with his kidneys there was no need to go this fast, he got up and sat down in his own chair intending to take a look at the forum posts.

This has been Murphy’s daily necessary operation before going to bed, such as a stubborn habit, every day without a few swipes sleep does not smell good.

But this just now opened the forum, he saw a private message, it was from [Wrist Ho].

Wrist Howe: [Hello, administrator, I am a player who just entered the game today, I have an unkind request about a friend of mine.

He has encountered a very troublesome situation in the real world, and I would like to use your company’s technology to help enlighten him about his current situation. If it’s possible, I will inform your company of his situation truthfully.]

Murphy blinked.

The situation described by Mr. Li made him instantly think of the very special player, Little Vikramana, so he replied without hesitation:

Alpha: [I need to know more specific information before I can make a request to the development team.

In addition, please understand that the current playtesting logic of Real Otherworld is based on the testers’ fully autonomous decision-making to participate in the plot advancement, which means that we will not take a coercive approach to sending out game terminals.

This is an important point!

Even if my report is approved, you will need to have your friend fill out the test application in person].

Wrist Ho: [Of course, I’ll be on my way to his house right now, Mr. Administrator].

Alpha: [Just call me Fate like they do, no need to be so formal, but is your friend’s condition so bad that he needs to use our game terminal to get back to his normal life?]

Wrist Ho: [Uh, it’s not that bad, it’s still a lot better than Little Vikramana’s situation, but my friend’s biggest problem isn’t his body, it’s his psyche.

Before I was in a car accident with him, he was a lawyer with a bright future.

But after the turn of his life, he not only lost his life but also his job. Although the other party’s payout is enough to ensure that he will be able to feed and clothe himself, you know that for people who have pursuits, it is much more painful to have their dreams cut short than to be physically tortured.

He has been very disillusioned over the years and has lost hope in reality.

I can’t think of a better way to help him.

But maybe a fresh start in another world would make him feel better?]

The administrator didn’t reply right away, which made Mr. Lee, who would be sitting in a cab, a bit worried, perhaps because the administrator was also evaluating this current situation?
This was certainly not the case.

Murphy didn’t reply because he was in a “special situation”, and a drunken Tris got up in a sleepwalking daze with a blanket on, and pushed the door open as Murphy looked on in dismay, mumbling something.

Murphy heard the noise in the next office and chased out to see, and found that Tris actually in the sleepwalking state to cancel the crystallization process of the set of running alchemy tools.

She closed her eyes and threw a lot of ingredients into the viscous liquid to continue boiling, then yawned and returned to Murphy’s office to continue sleeping.

This whole running process made the Governor-General look dumbfounded, thinking that this master alchemist was really something else.

But just as he closed his eyes and went back to the forums, ready to reply to Mr. Lee, he felt something strange approaching him again. Opening his eyes, he saw that Tris, who had been sleeping on the bed, had approached him again in a daze and was trying to get into his arms, which made Murphy smile helplessly and open his arms to hold Tris in his arms.

Finally found a “place of peace of mind” blood vulture grand duke satisfied hummed a few times, with his head in Murphy’s chest rubbed, then wrapped in the blanket curled up his body to sleep again.

Murphy who didn’t want to disturb her maintained this position and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and entering the forum to reply to Mr. Lee:
Alpha: [My report has already been sent to the development team, and because of Little Vikrama’s ‘pearl’ they didn’t get stuck reviewing it. However, your friend’s situation is special, so the medical team asked me to make sure that he must come to the test out of his own free will, or else some rather troublesome legal issues will be involved.

If you can ensure this, then I will arrange to have the game terminal sent to him as soon as possible after he applies.

According to the current progress of the game, the Transylvania Administrative Office’s delay in obtaining a set of usable codes is precisely due to the lack of relevant professionals, and the company’s legal department’s colleagues are not able to directly participate in the game’s progress due to contractual reasons.

Therefore, if your friend would like to join us in this endeavor, he is more than welcome to do so.]

WRH: [That’s good, that’s good, please wait for my news, thank you, Fat, it means a lot to me and my friend. I’ll leave you to your work, thank you.]

Alpha: [Don’t mention it, Mr. Lee, we’re honored by your participation, the development team is cheering for that great fight you had with Mr. Turner earlier.

This fight proved that the fighting logic designed by the programmers had been validated, and it was equally significant for them to design the various features of the Martial Monk profession afterwards.

In addition, my colleagues in the development team have asked me to ask you if you would be willing to invite professionals like yourself to participate in the beta testing of the game, if possible.

You should also realize that the game we are currently developing still has some flaws in the polishing of the combat aspect, and we need a lot of data to bring it up to a satisfactory level].

Wrist Ho: [! Don’t you guys think that such a realistic combat experience is enough?”]

Alpha: [Uh, it’s definitely enough under normal circumstances, but our game is set in a fantasy setting, and there will definitely be a lot of supernatural forces involved later on, so…]

Wrist Ho: [Ohhhhhh, I really didn’t notice that aspect.

In my personal experience, if I could, I would definitely invite more people of the same path to spar here, not to mention, in the game, you don’t have to consider the factor of accidental injury to be able to fight at full strength, this kind of feeling for those of us who are practicing martial arts is really very good.

Alpha: [Thank you then, I will prepare a number of ‘special invitation slots’ for you, and any testers you invite will be able to go through a special channel for approval.

But please also keep an eye out for us when you invite, those with bad intentions…]]

Wrist Ho: [Understood! Please rest assured.] Dealing with someone as socially experienced and with his own bottom line as Mr. Lee is very comfortable, Murphy only needs to point out that the other party understands him.

As he said, through the entry point of Mr. Lee it was possible that it could really bring him a lot of surprises in the future, not to mention, if Murphy had thirty to forty elite martial arts monks under his command that were as fierce as Old Lee, then the jackal warlords like the ones from before, Murphy would be able to nip them in the bud.

In this continent, martial monks can do more than just chant, in the field of stealthy actions, these fighting masters will never lose to those guys from the Thieves Guild.

After dealing with Mr. Li, Murphy read today’s hot post on the forum again.

The above is full of complaints and records of the Championship, as well as the Knights of the Riptide’s “work report” posted on the forum, according to Tepal’s summary, up to now, the number of stragglers searched by these playing parties in the Xike Collar has reached a staggering 2,300 people.

They also organized a special transport team to send these people back to Scarlet Fortress, this alone is more reliable than other player teams.

“It seems like the establishment of Fort Riptide is just around the corner.”

Murphy smiled, closed the forums, stretched again and then hugged Tris in his arms as he entered his daily sleep in the dead of night.

After he fell asleep, Tris in his arms suddenly opened her eyes.

The Blood Vulture Archduke still had a hint of drunkenness but it was much better than her stance that was staggering even when she walked just now, she wordlessly looked up at the sleeping Murphy, reached out and ruffled his shoulder-length hair, spat with a skeptical mouth:

“Coward!”
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Beneath the calm night air, Mr. Lee, who had gotten out of the cab, limped on his cane to a country compound.

Instead of knocking on the door, he directly took out the key and unlocked it.

The courtyard was quiet, and two well-bred border herdsmen warily surveyed the visitors, but after recognizing Mr. Li, they wagged their tails and swooped up to greet him.

Obviously, he was a regular visitor to this courtyard.

“Shhh.”

Mr. Li stroked the heads of the two dogs and made a silent gesture to them, and led by them across the well-tended garden in the courtyard to walk into the master bedroom, and was about to turn on the light when he heard a voice coming from the inner room.

“What brings you here at this hour? Losing sleep and running to me for a drink?”

“Why are you still awake?”

Old Li asked in surprise, then turned on the light to see the man in the wheelchair pushing the wheel out of the inner room.

The man was about the same age as Mr. Li, but was empty from the waist down, and the amputation of both legs represented that what he had suffered in the past was hard to be imagined by normal people.

He was in good spirits though.

Although his face was old, he had cleaned himself up and had a well-mannered look, wearing a shirt and sweater with a jacket, and a bookmarked book on the table beside his hand.

Nietzsche’s famous book “The Birth of Tragedy”.

A very high level of art, but ordinary people are not interested in reading professional books, from the wear and tear of the book cover will know that it has been often flipped, and can look at this kind of book to read with great interest, fully proved that the person in front of me is not what “serious people”.

On the hanger at the entrance hangs a set of straight suit and home clothes, but the suit is covered with a protective bag and the other clothes are often worn.

He looked at Mr. Lee, a smile on his face, said:
“Come all this way, why don’t you help me make a snack? I’m too lazy to move myself.”

“Good.”

Old Li didn’t say much, took off his trench coat and went to the kitchen to get busy.

It didn’t take long for a bowl of porridge and two plates of vegetables to be delivered to the bedroom, and while his friend was eating, Mr. Li, who was sitting next to him, lit up a cigarette as he said:
“I have come across a strange thing in the last few days .”

“Huh? It’s worthwhile for you to come all the way here specifically to share it with me?”

The man in the wheelchair smiled as he said:

“Go ahead, I’m listening, there’s nothing else to do anyway.”

“I got a gaming helmet that I put on to go to a virtual reality game, and I beat a really good guy in the game today.”

Mr. Lee said as he exhaled a smoke ring:
“Do you think I’m dreaming?”

“If you could make such marvelous jokes, you wouldn’t have even been able to find a girlfriend when we were in college.”

The wheelchair guy scoffed at this.

After taking a sip of porridge, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, saying:

“You go back, I’m not interested in what you’re saying, that’s not true! Old Lee, you can’t convince me to give up the real and turn to the unreal for some kind of fulfillment you think I’ve been looking for.

I’ve told you many times that I’m happy with my life as it is.”

“Satisfied my ass!”

Old Li scolded:

“But I thought of you first when I found something good, and then you have this attitude?

I found you the way, the development team over there said that they are missing a legal professional in the plot to help move the plot forward.

I’m new to the game and don’t know much about it.

But I’ve heard that all the action over there is player-driven, and that territory is still in the ‘rule of man’ stage, so they need your knowledge and professional experience.

You can also use what you learned in the first half of your life to help some people, Maslow’s theory is something you’ve been hanging on to since you were young, isn’t realizing your self-worth what you craved the most in the first half of your life?”

“The last person who claimed to need my help personally drove me into this!”

The wheelchair man said in a low tone:
“And I even dragged you down with me, weren’t you just one step away from your dream at the time?

That overly successful defense of mine cut off two people’s futures and dreams in one breath, just because I helped my client but wanted to hold my own line at the same time.

You never blamed me because we were friends.

But I don’t think I need it a second time anymore”

“You also said you owed me a dream.”

Old Lee shrugged and pressed his cigarette out in the ashtray.

He said:

“Then return one to me, fill out an application to go over there and take a look, you can always come back if you don’t feel like it, no one is forcing you. And most importantly.”

Mr. Li hesitated, he lowered his voice and said:

“I feel as if it’s not exactly ‘fake’ over there.”

“Hmm?”

The wheelchair man looked at him in surprise, and Mr. Lee said:
“I can’t describe the feeling, but I know you’re a smart guy who can definitely help me figure out what I’m wondering about, and a lot of people have gone in there . I don’t know if it’s good or bad, and I’m already one of them.

I think it’s incumbent on us adults to keep a watchful eye on the reckless youngsters.

I really need your help!”

(End of chapter)