We promised to develop a game called Candy Crush, what the hell is the Third Reich?

Chapter 52 Bai Xiang: I'm fine, really (please give me a monthly ticket~ follow up~)

The girl's voice flashed through Bai Xiang's mind, but all he saw before him was that cold arm.

The sounds in his mind and the real images kept alternating, impacting the brains of Bai Xiang and all the viewers in the live broadcast room.

Bai Xiang tried hard to calm himself down, regulate his breathing, and constantly convince himself that this was just a game.

He slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand.

However.
When Bai Xiang stretched out his hand and touched the girl's palm.

That delicate and cold feeling came.

Bai Xiang's emotions, which he had been trying so hard to control, collapsed immediately.

The virtual somatosensory cabin provides 100% sensory simulation.

Even though he kept telling himself that this was just a game, the real feeling of the simulated touch made Bai Xiang unable to suppress his emotions any longer, and his voice trembled:
“It’s just a game.”

Bai Xiang held the girl's cold hand and looked up at the ruins in front of him.

He rushed forward like a madman, clawing at the rubble of the building, trying to dig the girl out of the ruins.

One hour
Two hours.
There are more and more people in the live broadcast room, but no barrage of comments are passing by.

Hundreds of thousands of people watched Bai Xiang digging through the rubble.

Watch him dig out the girl, dig out the girl's mother, dig out the girl's father
The girl's younger brother was dug out
Four bodies lay intact on the ruins.

Bai Xiang's hands were covered in blood as he slumped over on the ruins, looking at the four corpses with his mind in a mess.

The sky was gradually getting dark, and there was no light in the whole town.

The picture in the live broadcast room gradually turned dark.

There was no conversation in the game all night.

The next day, when it was just light in the game, Bai Xiang took the half shovel he found from the ruins and started digging holes on the ground. After digging four holes of the same size side by side.

Bai Xiang buried the bodies of the girl and her family.

Using the wooden planks from the ruins, four tombstones with names were simply made and placed there:
Bai Xiang sat in front of the four standing tombstones and reached out to pick up the torn paper bag next to him.

Although the bread inside was cold, it still exuded fragrance. Bai Xiang broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. He had only tasted it a few times in the game, but for some reason it felt so familiar.

But he could no longer eat it. Bai Xiang broke the bread bit by bit.

far away.

Several soldiers came over. One of them saw Bai Xiang and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He said something to the others and then ran to Bai Xiang:
"Thomas?"

"It's really you! I thought you were killed in the explosion yesterday!"

"You are so lucky, kid."

Bai Xiang turned around and saw Dell, who was in the same room with him. Bai Xiang gave a wry smile:
"Any luck?"

"I would rather give my good fortune to others."

Dale, who was standing next to him, heard this and looked at the four tombstones. He also understood and could only pat Bai Xiang on the shoulder:

"There's no way this is war."

"My condolences."

Bai Xiang listened to Dell's words, lost in thought, and then asked:
"Why is there war?"

Dell was a little confused and thought about it:
"Well, because the Empire has great ambitions. They want to rule the world and invade us."

Bai Xiang came back to his senses and looked at Dell:

"Then why does the Empire have ambitions?"

“Whose ambition is this?”

"The ambitions of the imperial people? The ambitions of the imperial soldiers?"

“Why should innocent people pay the price for their ambitions?”

Dell felt baffled, and after listening to Bai Xiang's string of questions, he felt a headache:

"Uh, don't ask me such profound questions, Thomas."

“I only went to middle school.”

"How should I know the answers to these questions? We just need to follow orders."

Bai Xiang shook his head and said:
"If you don't understand anything."

"If I die one day, it would be so unclear and unexplained, which would be too frustrating."

Dell looked helpless and spread his hands:
"Although I would like to answer you, my academic qualifications do not allow me to do so."

"But you can ask me what 1+2 equals."

Bai Xiang nodded, then said:
"Then one last question."

“Is there a way we can become an Air Force?”

Dell looked at Bai Xiang with a strange expression:

"Thomas, you're not stupid, are you?" "How can we become an air force? Can you fly a plane?"

"I know you want revenge on that evil fat man Goering who chased us all the way from Dunkirk to here and blew us up."

"But unfortunately, we are not the Air Force, and there is no way we can become the Air Force."

"It's better to look forward to the day when the Federation enters Berlin and captures that bastard and the Führer of the Reich personally, and then torture them severely."

Bai Xiang shook his head and said:

"Well, I can't let it go."

"But I have a way to become an air force soldier and let them experience the feeling of being bombed."

Dell looked puzzled:
"what?"

Bai Xiang stretched out his hand:

"Lend me your gun."

Dale was a little confused and handed over the gun he was carrying:

"What do you want to do?"

Kaka!

Bai Xiang skillfully pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, which startled Dale.
"Hey?!"

"Thomas, what are you going to do?!!!"

boom--!
With a thud, Bai Xiang's body slowly fell to the ground.

Only Dell was left standing there in a daze:

“O!M!G!!!”

"Thomas?"

However, there was no response in the silent air.

There was only the corpse of the NPC played by Bai Xiang, and half a bag of bread in his hand.

In the live broadcast room.

Bai Xiang's actions shocked the viewers in the live broadcast room.

[What the hell? Is the anchor crazy?]

[Nah. This game is too cruel. It drives people crazy.]

[No, call the police. Although this plot makes me sad, the anchor seems to have a bigger problem.]

[This is bad. This is crazy.]

[Is it possible that the anchor wants to be reincarnated? ]

Bai Xiang's voice sounded:

"Don't worry, brothers."

"I am fine."

"It's just that I can't become an air force member with this identity. I'll try again."

"Hasn't someone already joined the Air Force?"

"I'll see if I can get one randomly."

Barrages of comments floated across the live broadcast room.

[No, you really are going to bomb Berlin.]

[Support the anchor, revenge! Revenge! ]

[If bombing Berlin isn't exciting enough, bomb the Reichstag directly.]

[Then the empire must be going crazy? ]

[Host, please don't get carried away. This is just a plot.]

[That's right, other people also got blown up in the game, this game is outrageous.]

On Bai Xiang's game interface, a start button appeared:
"Yeah, it's just a plot."

After Bai Xiang selected the start, the screen slowly lit up.

The sound of a train running came to my ears, and all I could see were soldiers. It was obvious that the game had started with the soldiers of the federal army who were on their way to the assembly site, but they were obviously not pilots.

Bai Xiang saw that he had no gun on him and glanced around. A train was speeding through the valley. He took a deep breath and kept repeating to himself, "This is just a game, this is just a game."

Without anyone around him reacting, he opened the window and jumped out.

Bang!
Restart.

There was silence in the live broadcast room.

[It's broken, the anchor has gone crazy? ! ! ! ]

　It will be available before the end of the month! Go!!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)