Quadruple split.

Chapter 752 Love troubles
at the same time
The main peak of the holy mountain Sumer, the war hall, the command room on the second floor
"All in all, we have no time to waste."

Mo Tan sat in front of the huge sand table in the center of the command room with his cheeks resting on his face, his feeble expression carried a rare sense of seriousness: "When the Holy Church Alliance is doing nothing, the initiative is handed over to the opponent. The stakes are too great, and I don't believe their reason for delaying the offensive is so innocent, especially when they don't even understand the 'victory conditions' of those guys."

Huo Yanyang paced back and forth across the table with his arms folded, and then asked with some hesitation: "So you mean, if we don't take action as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous?"

"more or less."

Mo Tan nodded slightly, and casually flicked the white chess piece in front of him, then watched the dozens of chess pieces with a small amount of space deliberately fell down, and said calmly: "This is not Misha County. Those of you who have been fighting in Sumer for almost a year should understand that in the confrontation of low-level forces, although tactics can accumulate advantages, they can also be used to achieve large and small "war results", but they really determine the outcome. It is strategy, and if you want to reverse the decline, you can only rely on strategy."

Huo Yanyang swallowed, hesitated for a while before asking: "Then what, brother, if this is the case, you should be able to guarantee that your strategic talent is not inferior to your tactical talent?"

"do not know."

Mo Tan shook his head without thinking, and then followed up: "But I can guarantee that my strategic level will at least not be weaker than those cult leaders, and of course, it will not be worse than your Sumir Those bosses are weak."

Yizuo who was standing behind him opened his mouth worriedly, but he didn't say anything after all.

However, Huo Yanyang didn't think so much. As someone who has also stepped into Mo Tan's "friend domain" in reality, he immediately asked straightforwardly after hearing this sentence: "Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine, I'm in very good shape now."

Mo Tan answered without hesitation, and said calmly while gathering the scattered chess pieces in front of him: "Both physically and mentally, they are impeccable."

Huo Yanyang laughed dryly, waved his hands and said, "No, no, I mean, normally you wouldn't say the outrageous words just now, so... well, do you understand what I mean?"

"I just made the above suggestion from the standpoint of a diner who has been taken care of recently, and I want to urgently repay the master."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "If we go deeper, maybe we can also add the factor of 'wanting to express dissatisfaction with the Holy Cult United Expeditionary Army who cheated me, Yi Zuo and others', but given that They have been paddling under the banner of reinforcements for several months, so it shouldn't be too much to beat and beat appropriately. Of course, it is based on the premise of the ally of Holy Mountain Sumir rather than the position of the "Priest of Black Fan" Down."

"Stop pretending."

Huo Yanyang curled his lips impatiently, and sat down across from Mo Tan boldly, shaking his head and said: "Although you are not the kind of person like me who writes everything on your face, you are not the kind of person who writes everything on your face The type that can be hidden in the heart without any trace, as a buddy, I can't sit idly by."

Mo Tan looked away: "You are meddling in your own business."

"Even if you meddle in your own business."

Huo Yanyang patted the table, and said in a deep voice, "Even if we only know each other for less than a year, even if I'm not the kind of Yidong who has been having sex with you since the crotch pants era."

"Hey!"

Mo Tan glared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful with what you say! Who's messing with it!"

"Anyway, the meaning is about the same."

Huo Yanyang waved his hand, and said seriously: "Anyway, even though I haven't known each other for too long, I still treat you as a good buddy. Your current situation is obviously not right."

Mo Tan gave him a funny look, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Going off topic, aren't we studying how to make Su Mier win this battle?"

"No digression, I remembered what you said just now, and I will tell them verbatim to the instructor afterwards."

Huo Yanyang performed Commander Ikari's signature gesture, crossed his hands in front of his nose and asked forcefully, "So the question now is, what's wrong with you kid?"

"I am in a bad mood."

"Why?"

"Because of some things that you can't help if you try to break your dog's head."

"Damn, I really don't care!?"

Just as Huo Yanyang was halfway through his words, he suddenly found that his message bar flashed, and when he opened it, there were four big characters of 'emotional problems'. Dude who claims to be in a bad mood.

This is so embarrassing
Huo Yanyang, who only talked about a half-time failed relationship in the second grade of elementary school, only felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky behind him, and then found out in despair that he really couldn't help Mo Tan, even if he wanted to. busy!

"Understood?"

Mo Tan took a sip of the tea that Yizuo got from somewhere, and raised his eyebrows at Huo Yanyang.

"Well"

Huo Yanyang drooped his shoulders sullenly, quickly completed the transformation from Commander Ikari to Uncle Ge, slumped on the back of the chair and lamented: "Damn it, that kind of thing is something from another dimension to me. .”

Mo Tan showed a triumphant smile without the slightest bit of happiness: "Is there anything else?"

"Then what, it's purely a personal guess. Is your question related to Yu? Uh, it's okay!"

Huo Yanyang had just spoken halfway, and shut up under Mo Tan's sharp eyes.

"Good intentions to take it."

After a brief silence, Mo Tan apologized and smiled at the friend who was worried about him from the bottom of his heart: "I will properly adjust my mood, don't worry."

Huo Yanyang stood up shaking his head, and hammered Mo Tan's shoulder across the table: "It's best like this."

"Then, the arduous task of communicating with those bigwigs will be entrusted to you."

Mo Tan raised his hand and slapped Huo Yanyang's fist away, and said seriously: "What I just said is indeed the best measure I can think of so far, and there is absolutely no element of recklessness in it."

"Got it, I'm going to talk to my mentor right away."

Huo Yanyang picked out his ears, then gave Yizuo a look that he didn't know what it meant and left in a hurry.

The spacious command room suddenly became quiet.

With a long sigh of relief, Mo Tan took a sip of tea, looked at the huge area map in front of him and a large number of chess pieces scattered on it, and suddenly found that this scene was somewhat familiar. Brings back a lot of memories.

Those pictures that would make me laugh out loud every time I think about them, but now they are very special.
Heartbroken.

That's right, it's heart-piercing, it's not about complaining, it's not about playing tricks, but it's the only one that can describe his mood at the moment, and it's so realistic that it's a bit cruel.

only.
[At least compared to before, I am somewhat improved now. 】

Mo Tan laughed at himself, and then the heart-piercing phantom pain faded away as if it never existed.

"senior?"

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Zuo's inexplicably weak voice suddenly sounded behind Mo Tan.

"Ok?"

Mo Tan turned his head and looked at himself, a well-behaved 'junior' with light pink hair and two very different temperaments of heroism and gentleness, while secretly rejoicing that the person who is here at this moment is 'Black Brahman' Instead of 'Tan Mo', he asked in as relaxed a tone as possible: "What's the matter?"

Yizuo stared at Mo Tan worriedly for a long time, before holding back four particularly unnutritious words: "Are you okay?"

"Even if I say that I'm fine."

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Mo Tan shrugged his shoulders to this junior who was really not good at words with a wry smile: "You will also think that something is wrong with me, right?"

The female half-dragon knight nodded frankly: "Yeah!"

"Well, as you just heard, I'm in a bad mood."

Mo Tan caressed the cold teacup, and said slowly: "This is a very normal thing. After all, everyone has a bad mood, especially a mediocre person like me who is not mature and mentally strong enough. It's perfectly normal to be bothered by something big or small that you can't sleep."

"Seniors are not mediocre."

Yizuo immediately retorted, although his tone was very firm, but perhaps because Mo Tan's state today was obviously a little bit wrong, the volume was not very loud: "Senior is a very powerful person!"

"The mediocrity I'm talking about is vulgar mediocrity, not mediocre mediocrity. It has nothing to do with whether you are powerful or not."

Mo Tan explained casually, then stood up slowly, turned to look at the 'junior' who was half a head taller than himself, and said with a smile: "But mediocrity also has the advantages of being mediocre, for example... well, for example Troubles don't last long or anything like that."

Yizuo remained silent very imposingly, her bright deep purple eyes were full of disbelief.

"Well, at least most annoyances don't."

Mo Tan sighed as if admitting defeat, and then walked towards the door with a slightly heavy step: "I'll go for a walk casually, enjoy the sun and breathe the fresh air, you go and do your own thing."

"senior!"

Yizuo worriedly ran after Mo Tan for two steps, fearing that the latter would be 'comatose' for another day and night due to altitude sickness: "I'll go with you!"

Mo Tan who walked to the door said without looking back: "No need."

"but."

"Yizou."

Mo Tan turned his head, looked wearily at the girl who stopped suddenly behind him, and said helplessly: "You know, for a weak-minded person like me, it is absolutely impossible to let someone as gentle as you Beautiful girls are by my side."

"?"

A few seconds later, when Yizuo rushed out the door after regaining consciousness, her 'Senior Black Fan' had long since disappeared.

【You have actively disconnected, please choose whether to reconnect】

"Don't say such ignorant things to a poor person who fell in love with others without authorization and then lost love without authorization."

【.】

"."

two minutes later
Mo Tan opened his eyes in the game cabin.

"Heh, even though you haven't revealed any flaws in so many trials before, are you willing to provide a caring service that is enough to reveal that you really have the ability to think independently because of this kind of thing?"

Mo Tan stared at the constantly turning breathing light inside the game cabin, then shifted his gaze to the deep darkness outside the cabin, and laughed unhappy at all: "I really can't figure you out, System-chan .”

He didn't immediately leave the game cabin as usual, and then went straight into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee or something, but he just closed his eyes again, savoring the mood that he had never experienced before.

Bad bad mood.

The time for impulsiveness is over
The time to be cool is over
Even though he thought he had accepted the reality a few hours ago, now, a few hours later, when the unreal sorrow has gradually solidified with time, Mo Tan still inevitably fell into a state where the degree suddenly reached MAX. of negative emotions.

Just like the anesthetic before surgery, we tend to be terribly calm when something that is enough to turn our life or life upside down happens, but as time goes by, when the anesthetic that has survived the most painful period for us gradually becomes After subsiding, the sharp pain that followed still penetrated deep into the bone marrow, reminding the person that all this is not an illusion.

Mo Tan, who has a "slight understanding" level in many strange fields, is very aware of this matter, but it is one thing to be able to explain his current state with theory, and another thing to be able to face it calmly.

Especially after all the big things you've said to yourself already.

"Is time the best medicine?"

Mo Tan sighed deeply, rubbed the corners of his eyes that were a little sour, and suddenly felt an illusion of being abandoned by the whole world in this silent darkness.

Of course it was an illusion, after all, not long ago, Huo Yanyang and Yizuo, who were real people and NPCs respectively, were trying to comfort themselves.

[If it is an ordinary love trouble, maybe I will really complain to Wan Yang. 】

Mo Tan opened the cover of the game hatch, sat up covering his upper half of his face, and was stunned, just like anyone who has fallen into love troubles.

【But my love troubles are not related to the word 'ordinary' at all. Who can I relate to this kind of thing.】

Buzz! !

The phone in his pocket vibrated, interrupting Mo Tan's self-pity.

He took out his phone expressionlessly, and after scanning the caller ID on the screen, he suddenly smiled sincerely.

"what's up?"

Mo Tan picked up the phone and calmly asked friend A who was on vacation in Japan.

"Let me confirm first."

Yidong, who was on the opposite side of the conversation, let out a long sigh of relief, and then asked with a gloomy voice, "What state are you in now?"

"I can't blow toilet rings and I can't help the old lady cross the road."

Mo Tan answered in seconds.

The friend on the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds
"Did you play off?"

"Well, play off"

Chapter [-]: End

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