"I really...should thank you? Or should I say that you repaid kindness with hatred?" Old Popsicle, Mr. Knight, the protagonist of the fourth generation of Fallout, was floating in the air, watching the loyal man he had taken care of confessing there, speechless.
.
He had already rested in peace and was buried with his son and wife.
Now this "loyal man" awakened him from his slumber.
Why do you want him to wake up?
Run the game flow again?
Wait, why do the words "game flow" appear in his mind?
"Dear Mr. Knight, you are my patron and I want to save you. You did not get any joy during your lifetime. I hope you will be happy after your death." Yang Weite said.
"Really, do you think I'm happy when you see me like this?" Old Popsicle looked at his son Shan En, who was also a ghost next to him. He was even older than him (he died of a terminal illness and was already very old).
There was also a very young wife, Nora, (who died very young and was shot by Kroger to protect her son).
"How can you be unhappy? Mr. Qiaoshou said that as long as you can speak, you can feel happy." Yang Weite said carefully.
In front of Old Popsicle, he was no longer the boss in charge of the two major forces, but the young worker who had fled from the civilized world, fearful, timid, and worried about his next meal.
"Well, that nagging guy has changed his personality module several times. He is a robot and does not understand the happiness of us humans at all. We also need physical warmth, not just language. In this state, my child and I
, Nora, will not be happy." Old Popsicle shook his head.
"Do you need limbs? Mr. Knight, I remember there is a reincarnation spell that can resurrect people into a living life." Yang Weite said seriously.
"Then why don't you use that kind of magic?" Old Popsicle asked in confusion.
"Of course it's because your wife has no body and can only be resurrected as a ghost. This means that the family must be in order, so..." Yang Weite spread his hands.
"Is there no other way?" Old Popsicle glanced at his wife and realized that she had never lived a good life for a few days.
It's not as good as him. At least he took a casual trip in the wasteland and met a lot of hot girls. Of course, he is an honest man and has never done anything to disgrace his wife and son.
"That's good, Nate, I can see you and Sean again. Although Sean is a bit... I'm still very happy." Nora's eyes were filled with tears.
Ghosts have tears.
"Father, mother, I think this is not bad. At least we can discuss where the new life sciences have developed." Shane said.
He is the holy father and chairman of the college. Looking at the ghosts of his mother and father at this time, he feels complicated.
This is a mystery that has never been seen before.
For a researcher and scholar, he is simply incomparable.
Moreover, he has no feelings for the protagonist and his mother in the game because they were taken away from him when he was a baby.
This is a tragedy created by fate (no, damn planning).
"Now I only know which gun is best to use." Old Popsicle looked embarrassed.
"Well, you used to be a good soldier." Nora looked at her husband tenderly.
She knew all about her husband's experience in pursuing his son, and he also revived several forces and did many great things.
She was very happy and sad at the same time. After all, her son did not come back in the end, or it was too late when he came back.
She still wants a baby Sean.
Of course this is unfair to the older version of Sean, but it is even more unfair to her and her husband.
This is damn fate!
Thinking of this, Nora hated it very much. How happy the family of three was. They could survive even if they hid in a shelter.
It was those people who destroyed the happiness of a family of three.
Thinking of this, Nora was a little reluctant and looked at the necromancer in front of her.
"Let me think about it. I thought about it. After I became a necromancer, I got to share precious knowledge. I know that there is a world with a kind of dragon. They can control time. I can let you go back to the past and change the past.
Destiny!" Yang Weite said excitedly.
He finally found the best way to repay his benefactors.
"Great, what do you need me to do?" Old Popsicle regained his fighting spirit.
Nora was the same, she was very excited.
It was difficult for her to accept the son beside her. She died for him, but his son was already a complete stranger.
Only the old Holy Father version of Sean was somewhat noncommittal about this.
He has already transformed into a cold-blooded researcher, a cunning organizer, and a shrewd manager.
Only he is not an innocent child.
But he was shrewd and did not say anything against it.
Because he knew that the person currently in control of the situation was Yang Weite, the necromancer.
And the other party completely obeys his nominal father.
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"According to the knowledge in my mind, that world is extremely huge and powerful. It is called Warcraft Father. It is a world with the main line of finding the father. There is a kind of dragon in it, called the Bronze Dragon. It always maintains the timeline and ensures that they
It's running on the right track." Yang Weite held up the skull staff and explained to the three members of Lao Bingluo's family.
Looking for father?
And everything he did was looking for his son.
The old popsicle sighed slightly and looked at the old, strange and vaguely antagonistic son next to him.
He has gone through so much and built so many forces, how can he still not feel his son's true thoughts?
The other party wants to become the god of the new world.
After discovering the failure, just like letting yourself inherit his position, continue doing it.
The other party ignores other people's free choices and completely becomes a villainous boss.
"How does such a world work?" Old Popsicle then asked patiently.
"The background is like this. According to legend, this world is called Azeroth. It suffered an invasion from the Burning Legion many years ago. Because of the invasion, adults went to resist demons and monsters. They were eventually exiled by the monsters into the endless void.
middle."
"Then when the children grow up, they want to take back their father from the devil, so it's called Warcraft Fighting for Dad."
The old popsicle was noncommittal. It has always been easier for fathers to love their children and sacrifice for them, but the reverse is more difficult.
Of course there are some beasts who are the complete opposite.
"The background of this world is really interesting." Old Popsicle could only say, "So did they succeed?"
"A man named Arthas succeeded. He found his father, but he killed him again. This is the theme of Warcraft's fight for dad. When you succeed, it is also the beginning of your failure." Yang Weite
Talk about the knowledge shared in your mind.
"This, this is too cruel!" Nora couldn't listen anymore.
However, the cruelty of the magical world far exceeds that of the real world; because the real world must at least consider the laws of physics and cannot distort other people's hearts at will.
A good person can choose to use death to insist on his position as a good person. For example, those who have been wronged and committed suicide would rather die than harm others.
