StarTie Simulation: Aren’t you NPCs?

Chapter 218 Contradictions

Hearing the conversation between the two girls, Wu Xuan couldn't help but slow down his pace.

He had expected this to happen, but... he still wanted to know what most people in this world thought of them.

This matter is not only important to Wu Xuan himself, but also to those "knife-wielding men" who are still resting in the wooden house.

"Huh? But a lot of information says that they do this to protect us?" said the girl who asked the question first.

"But this doesn't change the fact that Tiancheng District was destroyed. That huge Buddha statue was hit and smashed, and many people died!"

"But the remaining people are still..."

"What else is this? The official has announced that two of them have turned into monsters! If we let these guys continue to roam free, won't we be in trouble?"

After hearing this, the girl who asked the question first fell silent, and after a while she nodded slightly.

To be honest, although she didn't think that all this was irreversible, the bloody facts were there. Even if she wanted to refute it... it would just be a pale excuse.

Any rhetoric is pale and powerless in the face of facts.

Her companion glanced at the girl and then asked:

"Have you figured it out? If you have, let's go. There's a milk tea shop over there that I think is pretty good. I'll treat you today~"

"it is good."

Just like that, a dispute of not so big or small ended, and everything they said was heard by Wu Xuan.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

I don't know when the blue sky above my head has become a little gloomy, as if a rainstorm will fall at any time.

At this moment, Wu Xuan's mood was as gloomy as the sky above his head.

In fact, he had already had a mental preparation when he went to various bases to pick up the remaining "knife-wielding men".

Even if they get the "peaceful life" they were promised, they will easily become the focus on the road.

Even though they haven't lived on Izumo for an extended period of time in a while, that doesn't mean people don't mention them.

Just like the two girls just now.

For Wu Xuan, this may just make him feel not so good, but what is more fatal is not this, but... what other people will think.

Now there are only two paths before Wu Xuan...or rather, before the "knife-wielding men".

Either they completely cut off communication with the outside world, stay at home and leave everything to the boss Wu Xuan.

Or you can just live a normal life, go out for team building, shopping, or even a spring outing from time to time.

The most fatal thing about the former is self-isolation. In this situation, the "sense of nothingness" will continue to grow until it completely devours you.

But this does not mean that "normal life" has only benefits and no disadvantages for "knife-wielding people".

The conversations that Wu Xuan just heard were bad.

Although these people who have been fighting for hundreds of years will not be broken or...degraded by just a few words, it would be a lie to say that there is no impact.

In other words, such remarks may have had little impact on the "knife-wielding men" at the time. At best, they only froze the atmosphere for a short while.

But such remarks will exist deep in their hearts, and when one day the "sense of nothingness" begins to erode them again, these remarks will become the vanguard that disintegrates their psychological defenses from the inside out.

As for where people who are eroded by the "sense of nothingness" will end up... the result is self-evident.

Thinking of this, Wu Xuan let out a long sigh.

To be honest, he is really a little numb now.

"That's all, let's take it one step at a time."

Wu Xuan sighed as he walked towards their final resting place.

It's ridiculous that these people who have protected Izumo for nearly a thousand years have ended up in a state where they have no place to live.

"Ha... As expected, people should not be too kind..."

Wu Xuan murmured softly.

Just as he was walking on the road, he suddenly felt a slight chill on his forehead, which made him subconsciously look up and found that it was drizzling in the gloomy sky.

"It's raining……"

Wu Xuan shook his head gently and quickened his pace towards the wooden house.

In fact, he knew very well that as a "fierce" knife holder, his perception of these temperatures would be more or less biased.

This means...the coolness he felt was not just the coolness of the rain.

There is also a chill in my heart.

……

Huang Quan stood in the corridor beside the wooden house, looking quietly into the courtyard, waiting for the figure to walk out from the curtain made of rain.

After a while, the figure she wanted to see finally appeared in her sight.

"Hey, Huang Quan, your crepe, white peach flavor."

As Wu Xuan spoke, he handed the well-protected crepe in his hand to Huang Quan, then casually placed his own portion on the table and prepared to go back to change clothes.

Huang Quan looked at the crepe in his hand, then looked at Wu Xuan who walked in hurriedly, and shook his head gently.

"You are so responsible..."

Huang Quan seemed to remember something and sighed softly.

But even though she sighed, she still couldn't resist the power of crepe, and soon picked up the crepe in front of her and started eating.

Among Huang Quan's few memories, she knew that white peaches were the sweetest taste for her.

Unlike the overly sweet caramel she used to love, it had a hint of bitterness that should be present in reality. For her, this sweetness was... the best seasoning.

She sighed softly, then turned her gaze to the other side, quietly thinking about what would happen next.

"Everyone gradually became a ghost, and in the end, Wu Xuan and I were left to control the two swords, Beginning and End."

"Is it that cruel story again..."

Huang Quan shook his head slightly, a hint of reminiscence flashed in his purple eyes, and then he looked at the door that Wu Xuan had just entered and fell into deep thought.

She decided that when she woke up from this dream, she would go to "Pinoconi".

Those figures she often dreamed of... eventually they all needed to be put to rest.

Especially "Li".