I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Su Xiao's eyes were bloodshot as she stared intently at Chen Zheng.

"Get out! You devils! Get out!"

Chen Zheng's brows furrowed involuntarily.

If a thug or criminal dares to do this, he will show them what the beauty of numbers truly means.

But he couldn't handle this group of civilians who had been completely brainwashed.

Chen Zheng looked at Su Xiao and tried to soften his tone: "Get out of the way, he's lying to you, he's using you."

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Su Xiao shook her head hysterically.

"You simply don't understand! Only my mentor understands me!"

"I still need to save my friend! I need to bring her here! Please, please spare our mentor!"

What an ironic scene.

Even when fighting against fully armed special forces, she was still shouting to save the friend who was actually desperately trying to save her.

A complex emotion flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes.

That's what makes oblique angles so dangerous.

It can distort a person's consciousness and change their worldview.

What ordinary people consider good is distorted into bad, and what ordinary people consider harmful is accepted with relish.

Looking at the stubborn Su Xiao, the trace of pity in Chen Zheng's eyes quickly turned cold again.

You can't reason with a madman, especially one who's already terminally ill.

At this critical moment...

Sizzle~

A piercing electrical blast erupted from the banquet hall's sound system.

Everyone in the audience instinctively covered their ears.

Then, a series of crisp knocking sounds suddenly rang out.

Da da da da...

A trembling yet resolute female voice forcefully entered the scene through the microphone.

"Xiaoxiao! Wake up!!"

Su Xiao was stunned by the roar, and for a moment her pupils showed a hint of confusion.

This voice... sounds familiar.

The instructor's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and shouted, "Don't listen to the devil's whispers! It's an illusion! It's..."

boom!

An Ran didn't bother arguing with him anymore. When he got up, she fired a shot directly at him, and it wasn't a blank.

The tutor was so frightened he almost wet his pants, and quickly sat back down.

At the same time, the huge LED screen at the back of the stage went black.

Two seconds later, the screen lit up again.

What lit up was no longer a dazzling light and shadow, but a screenshot.

A low-resolution screenshot of a web game.

QQ Farm.

On the screen, a hand called "Level 8 Gale" is sneakily stealing a ripe cabbage from the "keyboard's" vegetable garden.

Below is a system notification: [You were bitten by your friend 'Keyboard's' dog, losing 200 coins.]

The entire room fell into a deathly silence. Apart from the people who watched Mulan, only one person understood the meaning of the photograph.

Then, the screen flashed.

It's a screenshot of a chat window at 2 AM.

[Gale force 8: Honey, I'm heartbroken! That jerk complained that I eat too much! Waaaaah...]

[Keyboard: Don't cry, where are you? Log in, I'll help you smash this jerk's account so he can't even play Connect Four!]

The screen flickered again.

That was a photo of the two of them after clearing a dungeon for the first time in an online game. The two characters, dressed in beginner cloth clothes, were stiffly making peace signs.

There's also a photo of a delivery slip with a note that reads: "Sending a box of snacks to my lazy teammate, so he can gain weight and not get bullied."

Photos and conversations scrolled across the giant screen.

There is no sacred background music, nor any profound philosophy.

All that exists is the ten years of youth spent by two girls relying on each other in the virtual world.

Those were real and rough, yet incredibly vivid memories.

Finally, the image freezes on a photograph.

It was a selfie that Su Xiao had sent to Jianpan.

In the photo, she wasn't wearing a white robe, nor was she as thin as she is now.

She held a cup of milk tea in her hand, stood in the sunlight, and grinned at the camera.

Her eyes shone, her cheeks were plump, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

The caption reads: "As long as the two of us are together, we are invincible!"

The sound of the keyboard vibrating came again:

"I am a friend of the Force 8 gale..."

"I am the keyboard!"

Su Xiao's body trembled violently, and the candle in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"You said we'd go to anime conventions together, eat hot pot together. You said even though reality is terrible, as long as the two of us are together, we'll have our own world!"

The socially awkward girl, who usually didn't even dare to speak loudly, shouted the loudest she had ever made in her life into the microphone.

"Look closely! That coward hiding behind that woman is no god at all!"

"He's just taking advantage of your kindness to protect him!"

"I need you to save me, but definitely not through this method!"

Even if your reality is a complete mess, even if we're both in a terrible state...

Keyboard sniffled, its voice gradually becoming choked with emotion:

"As long as we're together, we can rebuild and make life even better than before!"

"Please, Xiaoxiao, look at me, don't leave me alone..."

Inside the car, the keyboard was already soaked with tears, its fingers gripping the corner of the table tightly.

Inside the banquet hall.

Su Xiao stared blankly at her own smiling face on the screen, then looked down at her white robe that resembled a shroud, and her bare feet covered in mud.

Memories flood back like a tide.

The forced dedication that was instilled in us seems so pale and laughable in the face of these real laughs and tears.

If reality is a mess, should we run away?

If I admit to all of this, wouldn't that mean I'm a complete idiot, a pathetic wretch who's been scammed out of everything?

If that's the case, it's better to just give up...

Su Xiao clutched her head in anguish.

but.

The sound coming from the speakers was like a rope, tightly pulling her back as she continued to fall.

She doesn't need money, she doesn't need dignity.

But she can't live without a keyboard!

"Keyboard...?"

Su Xiao murmured, her dry eyes suddenly overflowing with tears.

The mentor behind them saw this and knew he had to do something.

If the core believer were to wake up and fall into the hands of this group of people, it wouldn't be as simple as just being imprisoned for a period of time.

"Don't listen to her! That's the devil's temptation!"

The mentor revealed a sinister expression, reaching out to grab Su Xiao's hair, trying to regain control: "Look at me! I'm your mentor!!"

But this time, Chen Zheng will not give him another chance.

The moment the mentor reached out, he moved, taking a step forward and directly over Su Xiao, who was already kneeling and crying.

A large hand precisely gripped the mentor's throat.

click!

All of the mentor's voice was forcefully choked into his throat by this grab.

Chen Zheng used one hand to lift him off the ground.

His eyes were icy as he looked at his mentor, who was kicking his legs in vain in mid-air, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it."