Rong Yue sat on her seat, stretched out her hand, and let the beautiful light spot stay on her hand.

There was a creak at the small door, and the first group of players came in.

This is a group of players doing quests.

They repeated the keywords set by the game and asked the Pope whether the "devil" in "Kuwait Town" had been eliminated.

Rong Yue tilted her head slightly: "My dear believers, you don't have to worry about demons. The matter in the small town of Kuwait has been handed over to the guards. Thank you for your brave efforts."

After speaking, the players in the team in front of them sounded the quest prompt tone. That's what this branch is meant to do.

A cat-eared girl smiled and said, "I'm level 80! I finally came in once, and I want to take a photo with the Pope!"

"Don't waste your time," a boy in the team was obviously very tired of doing the task: "When you want to take a photo, you can't take a photo together. After finishing the main story, you can buy a ticket and come in, so that you can vomit."

"It's hard to find no one at the moment. There are so many people at 6 o'clock in the evening!"

"Not much recently. Everyone is going to the newly opened arena. If you don't believe me, come and try it at night."

"Eh, really?"

"..."

The team left while talking.

The moment the door closed, Rong Yue frowned.

Is this his memory, or his hallucination? There are many such quests, and he can't remember clearly. When the new version of the arena was just opened, was there such a group of people...

Within two minutes, someone came in again.

This time it was two male players.

"Damn it! It's so big here!" One of them was in a mess, apparently a novice who came in for the first time.

"Yueyueyueyue, my darling Yueyue—" The other was a full-level player, and he rushed towards Rong Yue.

Then he was blocked by a wall of air.

"Wow, are you disgusting!" the novice shouted: "You still blow kisses! Don't tarnish Yueyue, okay!?"

"I want it! I also ordered baby Yueyue's body pillow! I will receive it tomorrow, and I will sleep with my arms every day!"

The full-level player is a swordsman, carrying an exaggerated sword on his back, with an idiotic smile on his face: "Pope, I'm here, do you miss me?"

Rong Yue turned her head slightly and smiled: "My dear believer, I pray for your safety day and night."

"Do you hear me!" The full-level player waved excitedly: "Yueyue say hello to me!"

Novice players are curious: "How many questions can be asked? Will he understand?"

"It's enough if there are keywords that he can distinguish. Most of them have reactions, you see—" The full-level player turned to Rong Yue: "Pope, how did you sleep last night?"

"Good, you?"

The novice player gave a wow, and then asked, "Pope, are you hungry? What did you eat for lunch?"

"I'm not hungry. How about you?"

"I'm hungry! Damn, why do I ask this question? I haven't eaten outside the game, and I'm not full after eating here... In other words, why didn't he answer what he ate?"

The full-level player obviously knew better and explained: "Because he doesn't know what he ate."

"Ah!?" The novice player was surprised: "Is he not eating?"

The full-level player spreads his hands: "I don't know. Anyway, the settings for invisible places are very perfunctory. I asked Yueyue with several kinds of food in the game that time, and he didn't recognize any of them."

"Hey...it's so pitiful. There is pizza, steak, fried eggs, etc. on the side of the temple. I don't even have a hamburger, so I can't eat it? I suddenly feel that my green pepper shredded pork Kung Pao chicken, plum vegetables and pork rice is good. eat..."

Rong Yue remembered.

It was him, this player, who gave him the cookbook.

Holographic games, you can scan some things with uncomplicated internal structures. Books are the most convenient.

The player often chats with him, sometimes with a companion, sometimes alone.

In addition to him, there are several little girls who like to give him fanbooks bought at comic exhibitions, and one once read Xiao Huangwen in front of him.

There are also people who really come to confess, telling him the secrets that are hard to tell in their hearts,

crush

people, the feeling of not getting what they want.

These are all precious memories of Rong Yue.

When Wei Wei was distracted, the two had already had three rounds of heated discussions about takeout. Suddenly, a novice player came over and asked, "The Pope!"

"Um?"

"Are you a virgin—"

"..."

The full-level players burst into flames and slashed with their swords: "You dare to ask us Yueyue this kind of question! You are a cult! Are you corrupted by a rotten girl! Yueyue can only marry me! Let Chasing Star be a scumbag!"

The two began to run around the pillar, and just after two laps, they suddenly dissipated into the air like a gust of wind.

The sunset and the moon rose, and day after day, Rong Yue suddenly rose to the sky, watching herself come and go back and forth regularly every day.

Sometimes he will be in a daze in his seat, or open the comic book given to him by the player before going to bed. Occasionally, when there is a main quest, when encountering Xingzhu or other people who have opened the intelligence, it can also be seen by others. A place to chat for a while.

But it's a prison. Every day he wakes up and asks, who am I?

I am Rong Yue, the Pope of the Temple of the Five Lights Continent. I was born for the love of others, so what do they love? Is it this identity, this appearance, and this character set by the plan?

Personality is an ethereal thing, a few words and labels cannot be combined into a real person, not to mention the things on the data, some even contradict Rong Yue.

He was always confused.

However, the cage was broken one day.

Rongyue has the freedom she dreams of. Do what you love, laugh and scold, experience emotions, anything.

Then why show him such a past? Whether this hallucination or memory, what do you want to say?

The picture is once again broken and reorganized like a water mirror.