Chapter 23: Can’t you learn even if you don’t understand?
"Hey, will gold coins and mushrooms drop out when you knock bricks off?"
"There is a gold coin in the back that you didn't get, jump back quickly!"
"There's another monster ahead, jump up and crush it to death!"
"Why did you die again? Katora, you are so weak, why don't you do it for me?"
Amidst the cheers of her friends, Kadora, who sent the red-hatted uncle on the screen into the monster's mouth because she was not skilled enough in the control, immediately blushed when she heard the last words and clutched the game console tightly.
The handle on it refused to let go: "Cai, Cai is not weak. It's obvious that you are always around to interfere with me, so I will die. You, you all, stop talking, I have to get serious!"
"Cut~"
Everyone expressed disdain for this stubborn behavior, but Ringer had already walked around the game area, waking up the dormant game consoles one by one, and the unique cold light tone of the electronic screen hit this group.
The faces of the boys and girls reflect the curiosity and excitement in their eyes: They have never seen this magical machine called a game console. Is it a holy relic? Or is it some new type of magic device? Why not rely on magic power?
Can it be driven? What is its use?
? Is it just like the literal meaning, was it invented just for everyone to play the game? Doesn’t this sound too ridiculous? But this game is indeed very interesting. Who is the uncle in the red hat on the screen? Why does he appear?
In a machine? Is he imprisoned? He must defeat the mastermind behind the scenes to escape? We need to help him defeat the enemy and escape successfully? But Kadora is too weak. He killed the red hat uncle within a few minutes of playing.
It was so pitiful that he died.
"Don't crowd around, kids."
Ringer pointed to the game consoles that had been started and said: "If you want to play games, you can choose other machines. Each machine has different games. You can always find something that suits you."
The boy and the girl looked at each other and communicated with each other with their eyes. They were obviously moved, but no one took action. Even Katora quietly put down the controller and asked weakly: "Is this really okay?
, Mr. Ringer? I heard from Sister Regina that these game consoles are sacred objects of your sect, right? For outsiders like us to touch or even use them, isn't it a violation of the grace of the goddess?"
"Yeah, I think there's nothing wrong with it."
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Games are originally things that bring happiness to everyone. If you can get some fun from it, I think the goddess will also be happy. So, there is no need to worry, and you must believe it at all times.
, mortal curiosity and desire to explore——"
He pointed to the flashing game consoles and said: "It is a force that shapes miracles."
The boys and girls looked confused, not understanding what the last sentence meant. They were still young, and even though they were more mature than their peers, they were limited to their personalities, regarding love, philosophy, and the philosophy of love.
, are still in the stage of ignorance and unknown. But it doesn’t matter, all the innocent fantasies of living beings are born when their emotions first sprout.
To use a very clichéd saying, when they grow up, they will understand the true meaning of today's sentence.
After getting the young man's approval, the boys and girls hesitated for a while, and soon someone couldn't restrain their curiosity and took the initiative to walk to one of the game consoles, clumsily controlling the handle, and began to figure out how to use it. With the third
With one person's demonstration, the others were not far behind. Kadora, who looked weak and frail, even took over the computer she was playing the game on just now.
machine, claiming that no one was allowed to snatch it from her until she rescued the old man in the red hat on the screen. For a time, the game area was overcrowded, with only the sound of the handle turning, the game's built-in background music, and occasional exclamations alternately ringing out, each one
Young and immature souls are gradually immersed in that mysterious, unknown, and incredible world.
Fantasy is the most addictive. Even if you have to face the cruelest reality, you can't stop mortals from finding light for themselves in the darkness. The young man watched this scene quietly, and he saw someone carefully treating the game console in front of him.
, even pressing a button requires very small movements, as if treating a precious treasure; I also saw some people immersed in the game.
He makes a sound of annoyance every time he is injured, and feels guilty and unwilling to make mistakes caused by his unskilled operation... The young man can't help but think, if fantasy itself is not full of charm, but some are not
How can it be possible for people to be so addicted to actual virtual characters, some blurry pixel graphics, and some insignificant numerical values?
If Alice sees this scene, her expression must be very complicated, right? The illusion that she personally broke or was broken was picked up again at this moment. But the world is like this, mortals are not flying insects that live and die.
Emotions don’t fall when winter comes
The snowflakes will melt away without a trace once the spring sun comes out. They are diamonds, pearls, and all precious treasures. They never disappear and will only flow between life and life. If you drop it,
It will be picked up by another person, that's all.
In the empty room, in the overcrowded church; in her 216 broken silver cubes, in the game console that everyone is excited and addicted to... what do you see?
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Ringer saw Mitch standing there alone, not participating, looking out of place. He walked over and asked, "Aren't you going to play with them?"
The boy pursed his lips stubbornly and shook his head slowly: "I'm not a child like Kadora. I won't be happy when I see an animated fairy tale picture book, Mr. Ringer."
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Gu is probably the one who really helped the Ashes Guerrilla. Medien is too young and she is not qualified to make decisions.
However, does he describe the game as a moving fairy tale picture book? It is quite vivid. An ordinary old man with a red hat can jump higher than the flagpole, the platform will float in mid-air, and gold coins will jump out when the bricks are pushed.
, monsters will die if their heads are stepped on, a new world will appear after drilling into the sewer pipe, and even the princess can be rescued by defeating the devil... What goes against intuition and common sense, but is not offensive, is a fairy tale.
He reminded Ringer of his former self. When Alice enthusiastically told young people about the game fantasy from another world, did he also regard it as an innocent and fragile fairy tale and dismiss it? People
They are eager to grow and want to become more mature all the time, but young people have understood that maturity may have many signs, except rejection and denial of fantasy, because growth and innocence are never contradictory.
"If you think the game is for children, you are wrong."
Ringer walked to a game console that could be controlled by two people, patted the thick iron casing, and issued an invitation to Mitch: "In order to let you understand this truth, you want to play against me and compete with each other."
?”
Battle? Mitch was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his unintentional words would have such serious consequences. Then he realized that the "battle" that Ringer said should be a battle in the game. This bulky machine
Can the big machine not only perform fairy tales and picture books, but also allow two people to duel each other? But how will they duel? How will they determine the outcome? And, is such an outcome really meaningful?
This time, Mitch did not refuse, but walked to the game console with a mentality of doubt and verification. He silently watched the young man control the joystick with one hand and operate the platform with the other hand.
After clicking the button several times in succession, the dazzling pictures on the electronic screen also jumped, and finally settled on an interface with many avatars. In order to show respect for the novices, Ringer generously handed over the right to select people first.
Gave it to the boy: "Choose a character from here to fight me, Mitch."
"What a strange character."
Mitch murmured while controlling the controller. The appearance and dress of these game characters were all strange and weird. They didn't look like the style that would appear in this world at all. He couldn't understand the introduction above. Could it be the text of the Western Continent? After hesitation, he
Ask Ringer: "Who is the strongest among them?"
Children are always like this. They have to choose the strongest character from the beginning. But after being baptized by talented players, Ringer can clearly tell Mitch: "There is no strongest character, only the strongest player."
He spoke righteously and looked extremely serious. Mitch was doubtful: "Yes, really?"
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Ringer would not give him a hint anyway, so after looking at it for a long time, Mitch finally chose the character he wanted to use. Ringer took a look and was surprised to find that it was actually the character he played in the game last time.
The character used when fighting Alice in the command company headquarters building. It seems that fate always has synchronicity, causing similar things to happen again and again.
That being the case.
Ringer's fingers hit the keys quickly, making a snapping sound. Mitch opened his eyes slightly and watched in shock as the original selection interface suddenly disappeared, and there was only an avatar representing a question mark on the new interface. When Ringer
When the mysterious character was locked, a young man with short white hair, topless, and a very cold expression appeared on the screen, but he unexpectedly gave people a mysterious and sexy look.
"Let's get started."
Ringer did not explain the meaning of this operation, but said seriously.
Mitch: "..."
Although it feels a little weird, as if he has been calculated, but according to Brother Carson, Mr. Ringer is a mature and steady person, so he shouldn't be playing tricks on children?
Mitch, who had been trying to act more mature, didn't notice that, unknowingly, he had put himself in the position of a child.
So, the battle begins.
Three seconds later, Mitch stared at the fallen character on the screen in a daze. Although he didn't understand what KO meant, he could make a rough guess based on the current scene. What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that he
He actually lost the battle without any resistance. The character controlled by Ringer even had a full health bar and no damage at all.
Is it because the character he controls is too weak? No, he is not weak. He can control flames and release powerful martial arts. Even his physical fitness and reaction ability are incredibly strong. If he appeared in the real world,
At least he should be a mid-level transcendent, right? The leader of the Ashes Guerrilla, the Eagle of Ash Hill that he longs for, is only standing at the top of this class, and is still one step away from the true high-level.
So, is it because I am too weak?
Mitch is horrified to discover the truth.
At this time, Ringer thoughtfully gave him a step down: "It seems that you are not very familiar with the operation method of this game. After all, you are a novice. You will make progress with a little practice. How about, do you want to play again?"
The boy seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. Yes, because he was a novice, because he was not skilled enough, and because he was not fully prepared, he lost. If he was given another chance, he would definitely...
I definitely won’t lose so miserably!
Thinking of this, Mitch gritted his teeth and nodded firmly: "Come!"
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"Why did you start playing games?" Gloria stood on the altar and watched this scene, worried: "Is Ringer possessed by Alice? It's okay if he doesn't help Medien preach, so why bother?
Take everyone to play games together? If they are all addicted to games, wouldn’t they be even less willing to listen to Metien’s sermons?”
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"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, little idiot Gloria." Bai Ye said coldly in her mind: "Although I don't really want to say good things about that guy, it is obvious that this is the most correct way to preach."
The most correct way to preach? Gloria thought for a moment, and suddenly looked horrified: "It's hard, could it be said that Ringer wants to make those children addicted to games, and then takes the opportunity to threaten them not to play games if they don't join the church? Mrs. Mrs. Mrs.
That’s despicable!”
This extremely shocked the girl's moral values, causing her tone to stutter.
"...I beg you, Gloria, shut up, no one will think you are mute." Even Bai Ye was speechless by this guy's whimsical imagination: "That guy just knows better than you.
He just has the mentality of a child... So I said he is a weak guy who thinks he is very mature, but there is still a child living in his soul, innocent and childish."
As they talked, the topic returned to criticizing Ringer. Gloria suddenly discovered that Bai Ye really liked to criticize Ringer. Sometimes she even wanted to find fault with him. Could this be the case?
The so-called love gives rise to hate?
The girl didn't dare to speak out, so she could only bury this secret silently in her heart, waiting for one day - at least when Bai Ye wouldn't notice, to share it with everyone.
As for what Bai Ye said, Lin Ge understood the psychology of children better than everyone else, she was not surprised at all.
And Gloria believes that others should think the same way.
She turned back and found that Metien was observing this scene carefully. While observing, he was making sounds like um um oh oh, I understand, as if he had indeed learned something valuable from Ringer's actions.
experience.
Why can’t I understand and learn it?
A certain nun who called herself a nun scratched her cheek blankly.