Quadruple split.

Chapter 2564 Hometown
Real time AM02:21
City B, Dexin District, Motan's apartment

"call……"

With a tired sigh, Mo Tan opened the game cabin cover from the inside and slowly sat up. In less than five seconds, he stood up, put on his slippers and walked to the water dispenser in the corner.

Because the game cabin has its own lighting, although Mo Tan turned off all the lights before logging into the game for environmental protection reasons, the living room is still far from dark. Even though it is dark at night, he can still move around as usual.

Snapped--

But after taking half a cup of warm water, Mo Tan immediately turned on the ceiling light in the living room, letting the unnatural but soft enough light dispel the darkness.

Because he doesn't like the dark.

At least now he doesn't like darkness.

"Ugh."

Letting out a second deep sigh, Mo Tan took a sip of warm water, which was not very tasty but was most suitable for the body at this time. He slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, with a hint of obvious resistance in his eyes.

Obviously, just like when he destroyed the [Music Field·Warm Cocoon] not long ago, Mo Tan at this moment is still the person who is defined as "lawful good" in the game and has the world's most beautiful girl as his online dating partner. In other words, he is not "sick".

But the problem is that the current situation does not allow him to avoid getting sick.

This was the conclusion Mo Tan came to after looking at the basic accounts and lists. Although it was really frustrating, he had to admit that within the limited time, neither the Paw Patrol nor "Mo" in "The World of Innocence" could handle that series of problems in the most proper and appropriate manner.

The good news is that he had anticipated this situation.

The bad news is that the 'he' in the above sentence is not the 'he' in his current personality state.

“It’s terrible.”

Placing the cup casually on the coffee table, Mo Tan fell heavily on the sofa, muttering these words through gritted teeth, his expression as gloomy as it could be.

This world is so dramatic. When he is not strong enough, he will always encounter opponents who can easily defeat him and his friends. And when "strength" is finally no longer his weakness in a certain situation, other thorny problems will pop up like mushrooms after rain, making the situation become terrible again.

For example, right now, having just destroyed the largest base of [Solphins] around Ankh, Mo Tan and his companions, who seemingly had the initiative and advantage, were facing a huge problem -

It is difficult to remove the roots by cutting the grass.

To put it more clearly, the Paw Patrol was able to use force to overcome cleverness and unreasonably crush the Woodlice who had been working hard in Ankh for many years. Those dirty interest groups that had been brought together by them and had formed a considerable scale were also difficult to eradicate. As Burge had said before, even if there was a mountain of hard evidence in hand, it was difficult to ensure that those filthy people hiding in the gutter could be caught in one fell swoop.

Or to take a step back, even if the disgusting darkness was really burned away by a fire, countless established "businesses" would not disappear with them, but would prosper again in a short period of time, and their scale and concealment would be even greater than before.

This is a problem that Mo Tan and his friends cannot solve, and it is also a problem that countless so-called "heroes" cannot solve.

Perhaps, those heroes who punish good and eliminate evil in the story can kill ten Mos or twenty [Sewolf] with a slap, or even be strong enough to defeat the 'Sharp Teeth' or even the 'Snake Head', but even so, these people cannot shake the twenty-member committee of the [Viper Chamber of Commerce] and cannot uproot this evil organization.

Not only that, even if we give the hero a prophet, and give that prophet, who is usually a beautiful girl or an old man/lady in the story, a cheat, and let them become GPS, irrationally locate the positions of all the "Snake Heads" and their followers, and then give the hero a cheat with a 99999999 knife, so that he can kill all the "Snake Heads" like chopping melons and vegetables, and completely make the [Viper Chamber of Commerce] a thing of the past...

Then on the second or third day after this great achievement is made, a large number of organizations such as [Green Snake], [White Snake], [Xu Chu], and [Fahai] will emerge and continue to do bad things.

This has never been a problem that a hero or a brave man could solve, but 'Mo' in [The Realm of Innocence] is infinitely close to the image of a hero or a brave man.

His strength does not conflict with his weakness.

However, he could not sit back and watch all this happen with a clear conscience.

A few hours ago, Mo Tan had stared into countless pairs of gray, desperate, and numb eyes in the basement of [The Music Field·Warm Cocoon]. He knew very well that even if the owners of those eyes were rescued by him today, as long as those vicious industries existed for one more day, there would be a huge risk of being dragged back into the bottomless abyss.

Those poor creatures had been destroyed once, and before they could be redeemed, it would be too easy for them to be swallowed up again by the darkness that was growing rampantly in the darkness.

To be honest, no matter how vicious this prank of fate is, it is never Mo Tan's responsibility.

For the vast majority of people who are in the same situation as him, all they need to do is protect themselves, and then accept people's cheers, applause and praise after punishing the evil, and then go to the next place to continue confronting those rampant evil forces, kill them, or be killed by them.

As for deeper and more complicated things, it is not something that a single generation of players or adventurers can or should take care of.

But...what if there is really a way to control it?

Mo Tan, who shouldn't have to bear this responsibility and entanglement, closed his eyes, and ultimately couldn't convince himself not to "meddle in other people's business."

Then, his breathing gradually became long and long, and his whole body slowly relaxed from being tense. Finally, at a moment when he was very close to losing consciousness, he woke up with a start, and sat up with sweat on his forehead and eyes wide open.

"Coke... Never mind."

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, subconsciously looked at the refrigerator, sighed, and finally did not go to get the Coke.

He simply picked up the still warm water on the coffee table and drank it all, then shrank back into the sofa with a sigh.

At this moment, Mo Tan is not the person who can solve the problem.

However, because it was impossible for me to directly and actively switch my mental state to... a more subtle state, there must be such a transition link in the middle.

To be honest, this part is very uncomfortable, but as the person who knows himself best, Mo Tan did not complain at all. It is not because he has a good attitude, but when you clearly understand all the reasons and even every thinking step of someone doing something, both questioning and complaining will seem very redundant.

Therefore, Mo Tan, who is to some extent an energy-saving advocate at the moment, did not bother to complain a word. He just closed his eyes silently and continued to follow his own "will" to make "changes".

A few minutes later, accompanied by a sharp pain, Mo Tan opened his eyes for the second time.

"Gan."

He stood up cursing, covered his head with his hands, walked to the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of Dr. Pepper. Just as he was about to unscrew the lid and pour it into his mouth, he staggered and fell to the ground, covering his chest and retching.

"Forget it... I always feel like I'm going to choke to death."

Half a minute later, Mo Tan, who had finally stood up, gritted his teeth, angrily stuffed the Dr. Pepper back into the refrigerator, then staggered to the game cabin and sat on it for a long time before he could barely catch his breath.

Of course he knew what he had to do, but he was also unhappy about this ordeal from the bottom of his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how unhappy he is, some things still have to be done. After all, for "Tan Mo" who is about to log in to the game, this cooperation that is about to be reached with him is really a win-win deal.

After all, unlike the current Mo Tan, the one who voluntarily logged out of the game not long ago was never someone who liked to let others suffer. "It's really disgusting."

Mo Tan pulled the corner of his mouth and was about to lie down in the game cabin, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "Wait a minute, this feeling as if my brain has just been raped, I always feel..."

The next moment, he revealed a playful, teasing, and evil smile, then left the game cabin, sat back on his sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Tan started a dangerous attempt.

What he was trying to do was to try to switch to a mental state that made him feel uncomfortable just by thinking about it and was completely incomprehensible.

The purpose of the attempt is completely different from the content of the attempt.

"Ugh."

Then, Mo Tan, whose eyes were already bloodshot, stood up suddenly, and then fell to the ground uncontrollably.

[It would be best if I could live, but death is also OK. ]

And this was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

……

Real time, next [moment]

Closed Space: A Tombstone Farewell to the World
“Hahaha~hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

In the mist, Mo Tan, who was wearing a black windbreaker and had scarves of the same color hanging down from both sides of his neck, covered his forehead with his hands and laughed wildly in an extremely exaggerated manner, "It's done! It's done! Master, I did it..."

Boom! ! !
The next moment, the man next to him, who looked 99% similar to him, wearing a white sportswear and with a solemn expression, did not say a word. He immediately threw an uppercut to the laughing Mo Tan in the black windbreaker into the air. Then he looked at the latter with indifference and fell heavily to the ground, gritting his teeth and said, "Are you crazy?!"

"you?"

Mo Tan, who was wearing a black windbreaker, stood up and laughed exaggeratedly: "Are you sure it's 'you'? And not 'I', Mo Tan-san?"

Mo Tan, who was wearing a white sportswear, glared at the other person with an unfriendly expression and said in a deep voice: "Don't play word games with me. Of course I know that there is no difference between the so-called 'you' and 'me', but the reality is that you recreated that... terrible opportunity when it was completely unnecessary!"

"Not necessary?"

Mo Tan in the black windbreaker chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "What you mean by 'unnecessary' is that everything develops towards the result you want most, and you push those troubles onto 'yourself', and then you act like a good person, savior, and saintly bitch?"

Mo Tan in sportswear completely ignored the mental pressure exerted on him by the other party, and just stared at the man in front of him and asked: "Do you know how dangerous this is?"

"I know. If you don't pay attention, you'll probably die."

Mo Tan in the black windbreaker nodded and said lazily, "So what?"

"you!"

Mo Tan in sportswear clenched his fists and glared at the other party with gritted teeth, as if he was ready to replicate the rising dragon with great visual effects just now at any time.

But at this moment——

"Then what..."

Accompanied by a voice that was 99% similar to the two people's, Mo Tan, wearing pajamas and slippers, emerged from the mist with a wry smile and said helplessly: "You two... no... I mean, can 'we' calm down a little? After all, things have come to this, no matter how much we care about it, it's useless."

"Are you the one who likes to argue the most?"

"Shut up, you useless piece of shit."

"..."

The last born mental state gnashed his teeth and walked between the two of them, saying helplessly: "Rather than scolding me, you should have more important things to talk about, right?"

"That's right~"

Mo Tan in the black windbreaker blew a sharp whistle and raised his hands with a smile to indicate that he was harmless. "Some people are so eager for me to appear. I guess they have encountered some exciting troubles. Tsk, tsk, what is it? It's hard to guess."

"..."

Although he just wanted to do it himself, he felt like he was asking for help. Mo Tan, the sportswear man, looked gloomy and gritted his teeth, saying, "You should know that it will only benefit the Joker."

However, the man in the black windbreaker lazily lay back on a sofa of the same model as his own, and said nonchalantly: "But you should also be very clear that even if I want to accept this benefit, the Ankh Market is not a place where an organization like [Joker] can act recklessly."

"Don't think you can 'negotiate' with me."

Mo Tan in sportswear didn't fall into the other party's rhythm at all. He just said coldly: "This kind of bargaining may be useful to others, but in my opinion it is a complete waste of time. Don't forget, no one knows my bottom line better than me."

Mo Tan in the black windbreaker was silent for a while, then suddenly revealed a sly smile and said leisurely, "After I made fun of you just now... you kept emphasizing that 'we' are all 'me'. Are you hypnotizing yourself?"

Mo Tan in sportswear replied expressionlessly: "I'm just stating the facts."

"I should be under the car, not in it."

Mo Tan, who was wearing pajamas and standing between the two of them, sighed and said helplessly, "It's a pity there are no cars here."

"In fact, if you use your imagination, you may be able to create one."

Mo Tan in the black windbreaker grinned and said cheerfully: "Or you can be bolder and imagine a 1:1 Yu Chen just for fun..."

Boom! ! !
The same Rising Dragon, after being hit by his own uppercut, although Mo Tan did not fly as high as before, the visual effect was still quite shocking.

"all in all……"

Mo Tan in sportswear did not laugh in a gloating way, his tone was full of unquestionable meaning——

"Just as you know my bottom line, I also know that you will definitely agree to this, so cut the crap and just tell me what you plan to do."

Chapter 2555: The End