My different world is game mode

"Roman, why don't you sing anymore?"

On the high mountain in the center of the island.

A figure wearing pure white clothes and with a pure and flawless aura was standing here. He watched the ships in the distance being swallowed up by the storm and gradually fading out of sight.

Beside this figure.

A skinny girl sitting in a wheelchair asked:

"This place is your secret factory. Some of them came here to take a special look."

"Is it really okay to just let them go like this?"

The standing white figure replied calmly:

"The one who came to pick them up was the Kuwaiti Kraken."

The girl in the wheelchair sneered:

"Hey, I didn't remember you being afraid of authority."

"Drug dealers are afraid of the police - this is like when Vankinegat robbed someone and quit because someone stopped him!"

"What else? Let me face off against an art family?" The figure in white rolled his eyes at the girl, "A more reasonable way is to abandon this island and find a new base."

He gazed into the distant blue:

"The Red Sea is huge. She can hide all the filth and secrets, and she can also tolerate a lawless person like me."

The girl in the wheelchair asked:

"But those mermaids will be sad if you leave."

The white figure replied:

"None of my business, they've got enough men already."

"Without this island before, they didn't thrive in the same way, but now they're back to where they started."

"Don't be irresponsible for the ecology you have transformed. How many tragedies have resulted from this!" The girl in the wheelchair asked again, "Ignore these mermaids, what about this island?"

The white figure replied in a natural tone:

"Do you think I will leave traces here for people to trace?"

The girl in the wheelchair pointed to the island in front of her and asked:

"What about the people on the island?"

The white figure points to the vast sea in the distance:

"The sea is full of hungry wild animals."

"Guys who don't respect human life are really disgusting." The girl in the wheelchair cursed and asked again, "I don't want this island anymore, so where are you going to go next?"

The white figure replied vaguely:

"Anywhere is fine, but I won't go to the City of Thousand Sails."

The girl in the wheelchair feels that the other person is unreasonable:

"They ruined your achievements, don't you plan to take revenge?"

The white figure's attitude is calm and calm:

"I'm not the protagonist in Prince's Revenge, so why would I do something that's not conducive to art?"

The girl in the wheelchair read a line:

"Money, what I hate most is money! It is the root of all filth in the world, and it is the devil that causes greed and desire!"

Then she changed the subject:

"If I didn't know how much money you made from Caimeng, I would really believe this."

Mentioning his purpose, the white figure's expression changed:

"What I want is not money, but people's fallen figures in dreams, and their minds confused by chaos."

The white figure sighed:

"It's just a waste of time and life for common things to fall into dreams and illusions. But a true genius like me can also discover unparalleled art from them."

The girl in the wheelchair made no secret of her disgust:

"Twisted darkness is also art?"

"You are really evil to the extreme. You are even more disgusting than Gower in Feng Bolun's novel!"

The white figure asked back:

"Are you any better? A despairing spreader of tragedy?"

The girl in the wheelchair is anxious:

"Can I be like trash like you? Those people are swallowed by despair because of their own lack of ability! What I pursue is art, fantasy, salvation with the power to break fate, and a true hero!"

The white figure suddenly lowered his tone:

"Did you take the things in the play seriously?"

"..."

The girl in the wheelchair was silent for a few seconds, and then murmured in a very low voice:

"Of course I think that's true."

"But then I thought it was fake and the only treasure that could not be found."

The white figure repeated it, and then he was shocked:

"I thought, later?"

"So...you've found the real thing now?!"

He then asked:

"By the way, didn't you say that you were manipulating a little unlucky guy who was pursuing love, re-interpreting the love story of Lily Dany and Adores, and writing about the bitter journey of love?"

"The script hasn't been written yet, but now the goal has changed?"

The white figure's voice was a little disbelieving, but the girl in the wheelchair nodded and admitted:

"Yes, because my true love has appeared."

The white figure sounded a little shocked:

"Are you in love?"

"How can a guy like you who is in despair and sadness also have such positive emotions?"

Hearing this, the girl in the wheelchair was extremely excited.

She struggled to stand, but her weak arms couldn't support her body, so she leaned forward slightly, then fell again.

The girl collapsed in the wheelchair and retorted with an angry voice:

"Don't use ridiculous things like love to describe my feelings!"

"A true hero has arrived!"

The white figure naturally didn’t believe it:

"What? Among those little guys who escaped, are there so-called brave men?"

"I have spent a lot of time in the Seven Seas Alliance. There are many people with courage, but I have never seen anyone who can defeat fate."

Hear the words of the white figure.

The girl in the wheelchair's eyes were filled with brilliance, and her tone even sounded high:

"In this rotten and dull world, naturally there won't be that kind of character."

"But he's different!"

"He is a special person who has awakened his second life. He comes from a difficult place on the border and is a hero who defeats despair and fate along the way!"

"I believe in him, he will definitely be able to do it!"

"..."

Only then did the white figure react:

"You guys have opened up other people's life scripts."

"So what about the little guy who originally pursued love? What do you plan to do with him?"

The girl in the wheelchair replied:

"Of course I won't let my story be cut in half. But - the script sometimes switches the protagonist."

The white figure said:

"But a guy who can't even compete with my singing voice, how can he possibly refute your script?"

"And if you change his life destiny, will he still be his original self?"

"My power is indeed strong!" The girl in the wheelchair said with a firm voice, "Lifespan, cause and effect, fate. These ridiculous tragedies cannot stop the real hero! I believe he can defeat everything!"

The white figure sighed:

"If you can complete this creation, you should be able to advance to the eighth stage."

"Anything like that is fine!"

The girl in the wheelchair shouted excitedly:

"I'm not one of those bone-eating sharks who only pursue power!"

A sick smile of love appeared on the girl's face:

"What I want is a brave man, a hero! He must be someone who can conquer fate, and he will definitely save me!"

"..."

After a short silence, the white figure asked:

"What if he fails?"

"..."

The girl in the wheelchair was silent.

A strong feeling of despair spread, as if it was dyeing the peaks of the island where they were located black.

In just a few breaths, the surrounding plants withered.

Farther away, those in the island town who were addicted to the Colorful Dream Potion also briefly regained their spirits under the bone-chilling stimulation.

"hehe--"

Seeing this scene, the white figure sneered:

"You still have the nerve to tell me?"

"I think it is the tragedy of the whole world that a guy like you has become a powerful artist."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, walked back behind him, and stepped into the mountain peak.

It's as if the paint blends into the painting.

The girl in the wheelchair did not follow him back, but pushed the wheelchair towards the outside of the island.

She whispered, firmly and fervently:

"But for me."

“One of the great things about being an artist is letting yourself truly live.”