There is always a big guy rewarding me in the live broadcast

Chapter 243 The scum's original wish (a side story by Rong Xiu)

When I stood at the top of the world and looked back at the past, I realized that my life was so wonderful.

From being a genius from birth, to being framed by his half-brother as a waste, to rising again later, to his current status.

Everything I experienced in the middle can be written into a textbook.

In fact, about my life, it was indeed written into the book and became a model.

However, they can only see my current success, but they don't know what I have experienced.

In this long life, what I remember most is not the moment when I was crippled, nor was it when I stood on the peak again and looked down on everyone.

It was the moment when I defeated the dragon and the system updated and I was kicked offline that day.

I wonder why I always remember that scene, remember that woman.

After all, that woman is just an NPC, but is that really the case?

I have asked myself this question countless times, and the answers I get are always different.

In the end, I didn't bother to ask, everything was meaningless, because that woman would never come back.

I still remember that when she accepted me as an apprentice regardless of my wishes, I was repelled in my heart.

I still remember when she showed her great strength, I was jealous in my heart.

I still remember when she was obsessed with gold and couldn't extricate herself, I was secretly refreshed. You see, even such a strong person has weaknesses!

I have always known that I am not a good person, but everyone praises me, saying that I am an overlord, a hero, and a good person.

So I admitted it, I looked at those people who were howling and begging me to save them with compassion, I looked at the vulnerable enemy from above, look!How beautiful it all is, the whole world crawling at my feet.

Many, many years later, I hold a lot of power, and the power is overwhelming the world.

Many, many years later, I will still think of that woman, the beautiful and cruel dance she once danced in front of me, and her obsession with gold, that vulgar thing in front of me.

When I gradually realized that I was not far from death, I wrote a book.

Every word is in my own handwriting, and every sentence is a testament to what happened.

But I didn't write about that woman, or even mention her at all.

I think, if she really existed, then let her stay in my heart forever, so that she can belong to me alone.

Speaking of which, the game "Tianxia" is really fun, but after I gained absolute power, I ordered it to be destroyed.

I will not let people know that everything I have now was given to me by "The World", and it was all given to me by a strange NPC woman there.

I won't let people know that all the embarrassment I had at the beginning, and the name of "trash", will never be mentioned again.

Of course, the most important thing is that the strange woman finally disappeared, completely disappeared from this world together with the game data.

I thought it was time to end all of this. No one knew about my past, and no one dared to mention it. All they saw was an extremely powerful hero.

But, why do I still think of her cold but focused face in the dead of night?
(End of this chapter)