after falling asleep

"The Forest of Eternity, where life flows; it is the lungs of the world, nourishing the world. It is a garden without sorrow, a pure land without filth..."

"It doesn't rhyme." Yinghua rubbed her chin and smacked her lips.

"Does it even rhyme with Laibao here?" Mu Su spurned Yinghua's superficiality.

"So what is this?" Qianye asked.

It sounds similar to slate poems—but Qianye remembered that Musu was a writer, and it was not difficult for him to write such things.

"Obviously, the slate follow-up, the location of Paradise Valley." Mu Su wiped his forehead, recalling the memories of memories made him very tired.

"How do you know?" Qianye asked suspiciously.

"A friend of mine told me."

"Where did your friend know? Tell me!" Tianmo guessed that they were interrogating, so he mustered his muscles and said coercively.

"This is my friend's personal experience."

"—Caring to make you feel better." Mu Su said seriously: "According to the basic theory of relativity about space-time and gravity proposed by Einstein in the early 20th century. If you appear in sage mode when you are not rushing , then you can cancel the sage mode by rushing."

"Are you okay?" Yinghua who was approaching from behind patted her on the shoulder, Liang Ye Tangram shrank in fright, wiped her cheeks and turned around with a nasal voice, "I got sand in my eyes."

Liang Ye Tangram squatted beside the ruins, she seemed no different from the surrounding players, only when she approached could she hear her low sobs.

Musu returned to Yinghua's side and gave her a high five.

Mu Su, who listened arrogantly with his face up slightly, became nervous when he heard this: "Uh... this... I remembered that the kitchen was still cooking—"

"For distraction during working hours, 10 work points will be deducted." Mu Su coldly put away the hemp rope, retreated to Yinghua's side, and walked to the next victim after she finished recording.

Stretching his muscles, Tianmo moved away the wooden planks pressed against the ruins, revealing more wooden planks below.

Suddenly, the sticky phlegm tendons were elastic, and he thought to himself that he had stopped for too long...

After finishing these, Musu and Yinghua, who was holding the slate, walked past the dazed Tianmo.

"25th century, 25th century." Yinghua's double affirmation expressed routine: "Musu Ameng, please think of a way."

They walked away gradually while looking for new prey.

"Girlfriend?" Mu Su pricked up his ears.

"Hi Tianmo."

"Oh my old chap, stop talking like you're stepping on a broken floor with old oily soles."

On the edge of the ruined town, Maojiu chased after the terrifying existences wandering around: Musu and Yinghua.

Wangwen Wenqie murmured, not because of the meaningless 10 work points deducted.

"Just today!"

The players scattered to search the cellar again, and Musu and Yinghua, who considered themselves heroes, continued to play around and call it patrolling—they really found the problem.

Before Musu and Yinghua were so noisy that other people were attracted, Liangye Tangram had to reveal the truth: "I broke up with my girlfriend just now, and I feel so empty and lonely. Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

Qianye, who felt that he was close to the truth, suddenly realized that he didn't ask any more. After all, the beta testers violated the confidentiality regulations and the price was quite serious: "So there is a paradise called Paradise Valley on the stone slab?"

"Yeah, that's right... yes... the famous writer Mu Su, I like reading your "Mu Su Su Biography" very much, I think... I wonder why it hasn't been updated!"

If a player asks me to know how long the name can be, Mu Su will become best friends with him!
The tendons of sticky phlegm were elastic and silent, Mu Su took out the hemp rope and approached.He even felt the rough rope touching his hairs, and imagined the hemp rope yanking around his neck and dragging him away—but the approaching evil slowly retracted.

Mu Su's sinister taunt floated from the side.

Qianye clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Then guys, move quickly, for Paradise Valley, which sounds very interesting."

"On the side of justice." Yinghua replied: "Tell me, when will it be updated."

"Is...? It's all right, really." Liang Ye Tangram smiled far-fetchedly.

The sticky phlegm tendons are elastic and he lifts the wooden board in front of him, and then he is afraid to hear a faint soft click behind him
At this moment, he saw Mu Su, who was walking in front of him, turn around and split his legs violently.

"No, you haven't." Mu Su grabbed the sand in his pocket and sprinkled it on Liang Ye Tangram's face, rubbing her eyes in pain and said, "Did you see, this is the state of sand in the eyes."

Sentimental and unable to open his eyes, Liangye Tangram, who was so sad from the heart, cried again, and rushed out of the gravel in a blessing of misfortune.

"A beta player?"

Musu who wanted to leave was blocked by the crowd gathered around.

"Hi Wangwenwenqie."

Mu Su turned his back, only to see that Yinghua was blocking his retreat.

Yinghua suddenly interrupted Musu's words and actions at this moment: "It's live broadcast~"

"Well done." Yinghua praised.

When the severely frayed and stretched rough hemp rope was about to hang across his neck, Wangwen Wenqie finally let out a cry.

"It's almost like that." Mu Su nodded.

……

Not far away, Wangwen Wenqiu became a new victim, and he who had heard everything was silent—even though he didn't care about "work points".

"I really can't do anything about you, let Susu's warmth—"

Snapped--

"I smell the breath of hidden missions."

"Which side are you on!?"

"Beep! Beep!" Yinghua made a noise and pointed at the sticky phlegm, "Dangerous work behavior, 50 points will be deducted!"

"Musu, uh... hello writer..."

"What do you guys want to do when you're not at work!? Assistants! Assistants! Deduct their points—"

The sticky phlegm tendons are elastic, and I was so scared that I let go of the board.

"Hi sticky phlegm, the tendons are elastic." Mu Su likes his name, not only because of the chaotic and evil name but also because of its length.

Musu Yinghua committed a heinous crime, causing the players to complain, and together they went to Qianye to complain to her that Musu's existence prevented them from concentrating on searching for the cellar.

Tianmo, who turned his head back because of the call, replied subconsciously, and then saw Yinghua next to Musu pretending to write on the Paradise Valley stone slab and said: "Chat during working hours, 10 work points will be deducted."

"What...? Thank you, I feel much better now."

squeak-

"So fast?"

Musu and Yinghua didn't let him go, they put their heads together and whispered viciously, and Musu took out the rope and approached Wangwenwenqin.

"We have to find a way to calm down Musu, as well as Yinghua."

"Famous." Yinghua corrected.

The sticky phlegm tendons are elastic and shivering.

"What are you going to do!"

Looking thoughtfully, Tianmo next to him sniffed vigorously.

"Hi... Musu."

……

Musu and Yinghua congratulated them for their success in getting people who had no intention of working to return to work, and continued to wander around the ruined town——

Mu Su yelled with broken jars, Yuan went offline.

……

A blizzard is raging in the 14th sector of the Solar Ring.

Mu Su, who took off the game mask on the bed, stared blankly at the open blank document, drew his sword and looked around in a daze.

The law should stipulate that coding in snowy weather is illegal.