Quadruple split.

Chapter 727 Mail
Real time AM08:48
After finishing the routine (limited to lawful good personality), Mo Tan, who fed the cat and helped the sanitation lady sweep the floor, pushed open the door, walked into the kitchen with heavy steps, sighed wistfully, and then began to prepare breakfast for herself.

It's not because of how tiring it is to feed the cat or help people sweep the floor. The reason why Mo Tan feels heavy at the moment is very simple, that is, he has been thrown in the game for a whole night, which translates to nearly twelve hours of game time. Feather Ying's guilt.

Although Yuying's strength is indeed not bad, as Mo Tan calculated last night, even if she is not affected by her mentality, it is the limit for the girl to last an hour under the siege of countless monsters, so if there is no accident, She is now [-]% on the street, and the hard work of the whole half a year has disappeared in an instant.

The direct reason for this consequence is that I did not choose to go online immediately after changing my personality last night, and used [Sabata's Last Oath] to appease those undead creatures and then took Yuying to the next floor. Instead, he went straight to bed and went to sleep.

How can this not make him angry, how can he not be sad and indignant?

"It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling of being tortured by my bad deeds to the point of crying."

He skillfully put the eggs in the frying pan on a plate, and sprinkled a little white sugar, light soy sauce, seafood sauce, sesame oil, and a special seasoning sauce with a ratio of 2:6:2:1:1 on top of the eggs. Holding half a bag of toast that had been left to dry for three hours, he walked back to the computer desk in the living room. While eating with a bitter face, he casually started up the antique computer in front of him in normal mode, but its performance was too high. Chang Ji's famous computer murmured unrepentantly: "The only possibility for her to survive is to go offline before being pulled into combat mode, but judging from the item description of that pair of gloves, as long as I wear those gloves Once the thing disappears, the monsters around will definitely be dominated by instinct again in a short time and attack the living. According to Yuying's personality, she will definitely start by waiting for me or trying to call me, so it is likely that she will miss the best time, alas .”

He ate half-cooked fried eggs and [-]% dry toast, casually opened the forum of Innocence Realm, and habitually logged into the social software in an invisible state, while scanning the screen with a lack of interest, While trying to think of a way out for Yuying.

But
【no!Even if those undead creatures couldn't be reset after Sabata's self-destruction, the remaining number couldn't be dealt with by Yuying alone! 】

Mo Tan rubbed her hair, and murmured in a low voice: "She was able to sustain long-term high-intensity battles without lack of stamina. It should only be activated because of a certain talent or skill that must be coordinated by teammates. If so, Yu Ying's battery life will definitely be greatly reduced after I go offline, so even if she has hidden [-]% to [-]% of her strength before, she will definitely not be able to break through that corridor alone. Wait a minute."

He frowned, suddenly stopped eating and fell into deep thought.

half a minute later
"Sure enough, even if all the conditions are met, the possibility of her surviving will never exceed [-]%, although it is not hopeless."

Mo Tan ate the last piece of fried egg, then smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the plate and the slice of air-dried toast that had hardly changed from before, and walked towards the kitchen, with a dry voice: "But this kind of thinking is ultimately worthless. It's just a low-level self-comfort."

Real time AM09:23
After washing the dishes, mopping the floor, and washing the clothes, Mo Tan finally finished the accumulated housework, and returned to the computer desk with a cup of coffee, planning to tinker with the computer for a while before leaving. After watching the horror film "Late Night Dog Knocks on the Door" which was frightened and forced to shut down after watching it for twelve minutes, I finished it. It is a film with quite a philosophical meaning. The romantic feelings hidden in the crazy behavior of those young people who still can't find their partners are very novel in the two fields of character portrayal and atmosphere rendering.

Well, at least that's how Mo Tan under his current personality understands it.

And the same film, in his eyes with an 'absolutely neutral' personality, was scary, and he had no other thoughts, and his mind went blank when he recalled it afterwards.

Of course, unlike the blank space after the 'fragment' in the realm of innocence, the above blank space is only because Mo Tan, who has an absolutely neutral personality, consciously does not recall those idiots who hate men and women.

But the plan is the plan, and just half a second before Mo Tan was about to click on the video, a pop-up window with a new email notification in the backup mailbox ⑧ suddenly appeared in the lower left corner of the screen.

The title is [Haha, the selfie and video I promised you before, with a surprise! 】

The sender's email nickname is [Sister Roasted Pigeon], and there is a small linked logo on the back of the deputy moderator of the food section of the Innocence Forum, which looks quite high-end.

"Well, it turns out that the 'Sister Roasted Pigeon' in the food area mentioned in Misha's diary is you."

Mo Tan smiled, and after carefully confirming the address masquerading, he went to the intranet and opened the email. There were a total of three files in it, two photos and one video.

The first is the first photo, which shows a beautiful girl with short hair and a bright smile. Although her appearance is just a rustic scissorhands, with the added value of her appearance, people can still feel a sense of humor across the screen. The innocence, sweetness, beauty and loveliness of this person is the reason for Ji Xiaoge, so we won't talk about how beautiful he is. By the way, the background of this photo is the kitchen, and the specific scene is not easy to describe, but that The resentment emanating from the charcoal-like fried chicken on the plate can also be felt across the screen. It must be the most humiliating experience in the whole chicken life.

All in all, because Ji Xiaoge is not uncommon in reality, and even faced the latter's charm many times in the game without being forcibly suppressed by "retired and independent", Mo Tan is still very promising and has not been in a daze or copied a hundred times. Eighty copies were saved, but another photo was opened after a knowing smile.

It was a photo that could easily be taken as a poster for a crime movie if the background was not on a sunny terrace. In the picture was a girl leaning on a drying rack with one hand in her pocket. She had beautiful long hair and a beautiful face. Three points similar to Ji Xiaoge, wearing a long black windbreaker, holding a clothes pole that looks very lethal but is actually just a clothes pole in his hand. He has a cool demeanor, sharp eyes, and an expression. No, full of oppression , there is a text bubble in the lower right corner of the picture, which reads—'Show you my twin sister!Isn't it cute?Just think that I forgot to send you compensation last time, haha, but she seems to have a bad impression of you, um, in order to reverse the image, I have a chance to introduce you in the game meow~! '

"So, why did you add a meow at the end?"

Mo Tan scratched his cheek, then looked back at Ji Xiaodao's expression in the photo that seemed likely to shoot or swing a knife to kill someone, and couldn't help sighing: "Well, Xiaodao really looks like you at any time. It's all the same, okay, next"

Turned off Ji Xiaodao's photo, then took a deep breath, and rubbed his hands vigorously, looking at the video attachment in the email with burning eyes, trying to calm down the excitement, but the effect was not very good .

【"Lunwai Molu·The Last String: The Thirteenth Blood Moon", I didn't expect that the script I wrote after staying up all night for half a night would actually have a chance to be put on the screen. Uh. The stage!Although it seems a bit embarrassing now, but this feeling is really pleasing to the eye】

Mo Tan moved the cursor to the video with his slightly trembling right hand, looking very excited.

This is normal, after all, even if he is a psychopath with atypical split personality, even if he is many times more mature than most of his peers, even if he is a person who is unbearable to analyze from all aspects under his current personality. A five-good young man who is called a model and good citizen, but in the final analysis, he is only a young man in his twenties. The three views are correct, but it does not mean that Motan in the current state will not be at any time. Agitated, impulsive, and emotional, on the contrary, he has never suppressed any of his emotions, at best it is just reasonable guidance.

But at this moment, facing the stage play that Ji Xiaoge said hadn't been changed by magic at all, Mo Tan, who didn't even have an outsider around him, naturally didn't need to suppress this excitement.

So he didn't calm down again, but opened the video titled "It's the first time I participated in the school activity that my daughter participated in, and I was a little excited when I thought about it" with bright eyes.

next second.
"Hurry up! Xiaodao is coming out! Wife, help me take out the tripod, let's adjust the angle first! Yinan, go and kill those guys standing up in front of the camera! Brother and sister go Buy a bottle of water, don't be polite to me, just put the money on your husband, we don't know each other."

A big face that was BB loudly filled the entire monitor, almost frightened Mo Tan, who was full of waiting for the stage play, to stagger.

It was a man who seemed to be in his early thirties. He had an upper-middle appearance and was wearing a casual outfit that was not very distinctive. He was talking to the people beside him while staring at the camera. .

Obviously, this guy is the father of the sisters of the Ji family. According to Ji Xiaoge's description, the man who seems to have a serious tendency to control daughters, and he really lived up to his reputation when he saw him today.

only.
【He should have said 'Yinan' just now, um, it should be Uncle Yi, right? Yidong's family members seem to know Xiaoge, Wan Yang, and Xiaoyu's family members. 】

Mo Tan, who felt that he seemed to have found an Easter egg, smiled, and leaned back on the chair comfortably with his arms folded to enjoy it.

"Ah tripod, where's the tripod?"

Some weak and pleasant female voices sounded from the side, followed by the sound of turning things over.

"The only person standing in front of the camera is you. If you need to do something, I'm happy to help."

Mo Tan recognized Yi Dong's father's voice, with a hint of pain in his indifference.

"Ah, ah, Wutong sauce, you are too anxious. The kid just stepped off the stage just now, and there should be a while before the next show."

Idong's mother's laughter also sounded outside the camera.

"Calf? What calf?"

Accompanied by a violent shake, the camera pointed at Gu Yanyue, who was wearing a sailor suit + knee socks, whose appearance didn't seem to have changed in any way, that is, Idong's mother, the cosmic god Gu Gu Jiang.

The latter tilted his head: "Eh? The show just now wasn't that calf flute play"

"It's a flute solo."

Yi Dong's father squeezed into the camera with a blank expression, and pressed his daughter-in-law's head: "Stop making trouble!"

"Hehe~"

Gu Yanyue stuck out her tongue, acting cute.

"Found the tripod!"

The weak voice, suspected to be the mother of the Ji family sisters, sounded again, and then the camera shook violently, and finally froze on the large holographic stage not far away.

"Holographic Stage"

Mo Tan smacked his lips, secretly lamenting that students Xiaoge and the others are worthy of being the rich second generation. They even studied in a school that was worthy of a holographic stage in middle school. You must know that even the well-known Tanhua University in City B can also There are only two holographic stages of this size.

A few minutes later, the lights of the venue dimmed quickly, and a group of chaotic lines flashed across the center of the stage. In an instant, a magnificent school gate appeared in front of all the audience.

At the same time, a cumulus cloud also formed by holographic projection gradually spread, and the blood-red moon loomed among the clouds, making the scene extraordinarily gloomy.

"too weird"

Accompanied by a soft murmur, a beam of light extending from the red moon quietly sprinkled down, reflecting a slender figure.

It was a girl in a gym suit, sitting by the school gate. She was wearing a snow-white wig, and her delicate face was so pale that it was sickly. The mutual reflection makes people feel an indescribable pressure from the bottom of their hearts.

"too weird"

She repeated softly, slowly raised her right hand, blinked her unfocused and bright eyes, tilted her head to look at the eerie and strange moon in the sky, pursed her cherry lips lightly, and a strand of edible red pigment mixed with it The warm honey water left from the corner of her mouth, dripping on her snow-white palm.

"Daughter ahhhhhh!!"

The extravagant howling sounded from outside the camera and stopped abruptly in the next second, as if it was interrupted by heavy blows from three angles.

On the stage, the girl's figure seemed to tremble slightly, then she casually wiped the blood from her palm onto her cheek, hugged her knees and curled up on the spot, whispering softly as if dreaming: "It shouldn't be like this."

She just sat there blankly, until half a minute later, she pulled out a hatchet from an unknown corner behind her.

"It doesn't matter if it's this feeling"

"It's better to be in this world."

"Or this longing"

"Everything, it shouldn't be like this."

Chapter Seven Hundred and Twenty: The End
(End of this chapter)