Rampant Online Games

One thousand five hundred and fifty six chapters

early morning.

A villa building on the outskirts of Shucheng.

The gray-haired housekeeper got up early.

As usual, after watering the garden and instructing the cleaner to clean up the living room, the housekeeper began to cook.

Today is the young master's birthday.

The master has not been home for several days because of his busy business.

The butler felt that he needed to make the young master feel warm.

So he worked hard to make a roast goose that the young master loved.

After making a hearty breakfast, the housekeeper came to the door of a bedroom on the fourth floor of the villa.

"Boom boom boom!"

After knocking on the door three times, the butler shouted: "Master, have you gotten up for breakfast? Master said that you should go to the company earlier today!"

There was no movement inside.

"Master is still asleep? It's not right, Master's biological clock is more punctual than me. It shouldn't be possible to sleep at this point?"

The butler called again several times, but the young master still did not respond to him.

Later, the housekeeper became anxious. Did something happen to the master?

He quickly took out the key to the bedroom and hurried in after opening the door.

Seeing the young master sitting at the computer desk with his eyes open, the housekeeper was suddenly relieved.

What? Master is fine at all.

However, he noticed that the young master's pupils were a little dizzy, and he seemed a little lost, and there were panda-like dark circles around his eyes.

The butler was slightly surprised: "Master, you haven't slept all night?"

The young master raised his eyes and glanced at the housekeeper. He looked lifeless and there was no sound of pitting.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The butler walked worriedly and touched the young master.

The young master's eyes suddenly red, and then tears kept streaming down.

The housekeeper was dumbfounded.

This is so good, why is the young master crying?

"Fu Bo...I... my account has been cancelled!"

The young master cried like an emotional breakdown.

The butler probably understood it.

Because it is related to the game played by the young master.

For this game, the young master stopped going to the company to check in.

Leave home early to play games every day when there is nothing to do.

Although he was dissatisfied with this, he didn't say anything.

Didn't expect the young master to be addicted to the game to this point?

Staying up late, crying, breaking down?

What kind of grievance did the young master suffer in the game?

The housekeeper couldn't understand, but just hugged the young master.

The two hugged for a while, and the young master finally calmed down.

Fu Bo said: "Master, don't cry, there is no obstacle in this world."

"But this hurdle, I can't make it through!"

The young master said in a crying voice: "Just because of the **** bloggers, the players start to hate me! They treat me as a public enemy, chase me, and call me poor! I can't get out of hiding in the palace!"

"And if you can't pull a hundred players too late, then NPC Simir will hate me too! I will offend him then! Offended the Goblin World NPC, and offended the players on the entire server... My dedicated account, It's really over!"

The butler heard the question marks, but probably moved.

"Master, so you have trouble with your game account?"

"Yes……"

With that, the young master was about to cry again.

"Uh, master, haven't you heard the story of the master? He once suffered a great setback and the company almost went bankrupt."

"But father's experience is different from the game! He has not been targeted by the world!"

The young master clutched his cheek, as if he was about to cry again.

"That said, but your father was targeted by other companies. Many directors left him!"

Fu Bo said slowly: "So Master, your father also got out of trouble, and you are his favorite son, you must be able to do the same."

"I can't get out, I'm about to collapse, this account doesn't talk about money, but I have tried a lot of hard work, I really don't want him to be abolished! Uuuuu!"

The young master began to cry again.

The housekeeper was very helpless, considering whether to help the young master find a psychiatrist.

But I also know that the young master will definitely resist.

So he changed his words and asked, "Master, can you tell me what happened?"

"Fu Bo, you don't understand games at all, you don't understand."

"In other words, but many principles in the game are connected with reality, I may not be unable to understand, am I?"

The housekeeper said so, the young master also needed a catharsis, so he slowly informed the situation.

After listening in silence, the butler nodded and said: "I understand. At first, the young master gathered a group of helpers because of this player named Bo Ren and Dugu Chu, which was very cohesive."

"But then, you were defeated, and this group of players began to hate you?"

The young master blushed: "The main reason is that I feel that I have to lose too much money. I am not doing charity, so I ran away. They hate me for a reason..."

The butler gave a thumbs up: "Master, what you did is right. We have money, but we also earn it by our own hard work. We can't give alms at will."

The young master flushed even more.

The steward said: "Later, the reason why this group of players hated you further was... still the player named Bo Ren?"

"Yes, I obviously really want to recruit them, and I want to clear up my suspicions with them, but the bloggers suddenly came and it has nothing to do with me. Why do they say that we are conspiring!"

"This is simply a wish for me! And that blogger, he must have said something that made the players misunderstand me... I hate them all!"

The poor young master said that with emotion, he was about to cry again.

The butler tried to comfort him for a while, his eyes turned quickly, and he began to think of a good plan.

"The young master didn't sleep all night because of this, and he was facing collapse."

"I must help him, otherwise the master will feel distressed."

In this way, the butler who has experienced the sinister world racked his brains and finally came up with a plan.

"Master, are you now being targeted by players on the entire server?"

"It can be said that I can't leave the palace at all. Once I leave, those killers will definitely kill me. But it's useless for me to hide in the palace. Simmel will definitely hate me over time. At that time, I will be chased by him, and I will die!"

The housekeeper nodded slightly: "But Master, according to what you said, there are other camps in this game, right?"

"That said, but the other two camps rejected me! Especially in the Harry camp, that nasty blogger is still there, he is simply a demon..."

The butler laughed: "Master, it happens to be this demon, maybe he is the one who can save you!"

"What do you mean?"

The young master was confused.

The steward laughed and said: "This blogger is also hated by the world, right? However, he has not been chased by the world, but can chase and kill the world. Isn't such a person a capable person?"

"It is indeed a capable person, but also a lucky bitch!"

Young Master scolded.

But the housekeeper shook his head. There is no lucky person in this world. The so-called lucky is actually part of the strength.

But he didn't make a name call, and continued: "Master, you will be rejected by Harry's camp, which is also the reason why the bloggers are preconceived."

"Now things are very clear, Master, if you want to live under full server targeting, what you have to do is actually very simple..."

The young master was full of curiosity and excitement: "Fu Bo, what should I do?"

"Very simple, take refuge in that blogger!"

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