A Full-level Commander Who Joins the Chat Group

After poking around in the group, Yakumo Zi shifted her gaze back to the gap, looking at the 'flower' humming a song in the distance.

"What did the group leader say?" Modolo asked.

"I can't get in touch, and I see that many people in the group have chatted privately and haven't received a reply. I guess they are either dealing with the current situation, or they are in some trouble." Yakumo Zi looked at the flower in the gap, and suddenly frowned. Frowning: "Wait a minute, Modoro, did you feel the sound of that thing...huh? Modoro?"

Zi Yakumo, who didn't get a response, raised her head, and was about to ask what happened to Modoro, but when she raised her head, she was stunned.

Because there is no Modoro by her side, the surrounding environment is no longer the dilapidated scene in the simulation mission, but a quiet forest with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

She frowned, looked down at the gap she was looking at just now, and found that the scene inside was no longer the huge and distorted flower, but a burning ruin with a familiar face inside is rotting.

This is... Gensokyo?

"That's right, it's Gensokyo." A bewitching whisper whispered in her ear: "It's been destroyed..."

"You want to tell me that it's destroyed, that everyone I hold dear is dead, that all my hard work was for nothing...isn't it?"

Yakumo Zi turned her head and looked at the plant that was interrupted by herself, which was chattering in her ears with an almost pity look.

The plant was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he was robbed, and nodded subconsciously: "Well, that's it..."

"Then let me tell you some news." Yakumo Zi smiled: "First, if you don't have the ability to erase people's memories or distort their consciousness, don't pull people into such things so abruptly."

"Second, don't think of me as that kind of little girl who doesn't know much about the world. I don't know how many times I have experienced this kind of boring illusion. I'm already tired of this kind of thing."

"As for the third point..."

Yakumo Zi grabbed the plant and pulled it hard, causing the entire illusion to shatter in an instant.

"Don't put the key point of breaking the game in such an obvious place."

"Rookie."

......

"Aren't you going to stop him?" A bewitching whisper sounded in Solal's ear.

Before the initial furnace, Solal shook his head as he looked at the man who was slowly walking towards the flame, about to burn his own inheritance of light.

"No."

"Why?" The ashes plant in the corner wondered: "Isn't he your sun? To burn instead of him, to inherit instead of him, to sacrifice yourself to protect him..."

"If he needs me to do that, then he is not Solal." Solal, or Salary King, turned his head and looked at the dry plants that should not have existed in the original furnace, squatted down, and lit the fire in his hands. The red flame: "Although I am very grateful that you can remind me of this time, I still have things to do in reality, and I don't have time to mess around with you... goodbye."

The crimson chaotic flame burned the plants in the corner, but the illusion did not collapse immediately.

King Xin stood up, heard the footsteps behind him, turned around, and looked at the real Solal.

"Praise the sun." Solal held up his hands.

"Praise the sun." Wang Xin looked at him and said.

Then the illusion collapsed.

......

The singing is still going on, not only Yakumo Zi and Solal, but the illusion has invaded every group of friends who are still in this world. The basic routine is to evoke the fear or memory deep in people's hearts, and then through hints and hypnosis Make them twist or kill themselves.

It's corny and boring, but it works.

Those bewitching words contained strange magic power, even if the person in the illusion knew that everything was wrong, but as long as there was a wave of belief in those words, then everything would collapse like a snowball.

Not everyone is like Yakumo Zi who has experienced many battles, and not everyone has the kind of strong belief that has been tempered by Solal. It only needs a little shake, a little hesitation, The whole situation will be completely different...

"It's equivalent to a planet-wide San Check." Naiyazi stood beside Jiang Cheng and yawned boredly: "Only acting on primitive instincts, old-fashioned and boring methods, what a boring little guy ......Um?"

Naiyazi raised his eyebrows: "Wait a minute, although this little guy is boring, the other little guys are very interesting, and nothing happened to any of them... Okay, I know, the data Collecting is the first priority, and I can still distinguish which is important between doing business and playing..."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded noncommittally: "I believe in you."

"You obviously don't believe me!" Naiyazi looked at Jiang Cheng angrily: "Obviously I am so serious, and the other incarnations before have been doing their best to help you, but you just treat me like this, you... ..”

"The funny little guys you mentioned have started to move." Jiang Cheng said calmly.

Naiyazi was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his head away, and asked Jiang Cheng while looking around.

"Hey, where is it, quickly point it to me."

"Wait - I see it!"

......

The huge plants are still singing softly.

Yakumo Zi opened her eyes, and the scenery around her was exactly the same as before falling into the illusion. It seemed that although tens of seconds had passed in the illusion, it was only a moment in the outside world.

Then she looked at Modoro, or just opened her eyes, and nodded slightly at her.

Yakumo Zi frowned slightly, and after completing the communication with Modoro's eyes within a few seconds, they turned their heads together to look at the huge plant that was humming softly in the distance, thinking about the photos he sent to the group before. That scene, calmly said: "Is that thing humming?"

"Looks like it is."

"The illusion was probably made by that thing just now, right? A talking plant...heh." Yakumo Zi looked at the huge plant in the distance and smiled: "It's really an interesting thing."

"What should we do?" Modolo calmly looked at the huge plant in the distance, tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his index finger, and added after a pause: "The 'singing' of that thing is still getting louder, continue like this We should encounter similar situations, and we don't know the upper limit of that thing..."

"For plants, just burn them." Yakumo Zi said calmly.