Chapter 550 Elders occasionally favor those pure and thorough souls
Mi Shaoxiu and a group of relatively well-dressed online players stood on the outer ring of the audience stage and watched silently.
Most of the online players here have just started taking risks.
If we make a preliminary classification based on level, the average level is below level 10.
To put it simply and crudely, they are a group of newbies...
Although there are no hard level requirements for epoch activities.
However, it is still difficult for online players below Extraordinary to obtain much reward in such activities of a certain scale.
In fact, they should appear in the "Mission Hall" to the east.
Do some activity tasks such as "tutorial teacher", "guest student", "Taoist training experience" and so on.
But watching the excitement is the nature of Zongwang players.
If they follow the normal rhythm, they will have to be at least extraordinary, or even at a later stage, before they can come into contact with this level of combat.
From an objective sense, this form of onlookers still has the effect of broadening one's horizons.
Mi Shaoxiu is a nurse in one of the parallel worlds of Earth No. N. This is a profession where outsiders envy her high salary and she works overtime until she is exhausted.
Moreover, the complicated business examinations made Mi Shaoxiu even more exhausted mentally and physically.
Occasionally, in the weary late night, Mi Shaoxiu would also think about the meaning of his life.
It was a rather irritating inner echo.
Fortunately, the work was intense enough that Misaoxiu didn't have to worry too much about it.
She only needs to lie on the bed for a while, and her tired body will naturally make her fall asleep.
Perhaps those faces that turned from pain to calm were a rare solace in her career.
Although, death is still an unavoidable pain...
After being unexpectedly selected by Zhejiang Net, Mi Shaoxiu chose the extraordinary profession of Redemption Hand.
It is a therapeutic profession with the core ability of treating injuries and getting rid of illness.
As we all know, the proportion of pure healing professions among online players is extremely rare.
There are a lot of healers in the game because the game is full of various compensation mechanisms and positive feedback.
In reality, in most cases, there is only cold malice...
Strength is not an absolute factor in maintaining kindness, but it is enough to put you in a relatively kind environment.
Of course, a kind and pure soul is never alone in the multiverse.
In the endless darkness of the void, there will still be noble voices shining with the light of redemption.
After just one adventure, Mi Shaoxiu was absorbed by a super-large good and lawful camp's forces related to the Tao of Goodness.
Players on the comprehensive network rarely appear, and they are absolutely inactive.
In other words, their so-called "inaction" is just an individual choice or their true direction has not yet been explored.
And in a group that takes the multiverse as its category, it really needs a light that is dazzling enough and more brilliant than a star to stand out.
"Why don't I remember that Nezha's swordsmanship is so good..."
The Zongwang player next to him looked at the battle that ended quickly in front of him and suddenly complained.
"Swordsmanship? What kind of swordsmanship is there?"
"That's just a mature magic weapon..."
Someone silently responded in a nearby temporary communication channel for Zongwang players.
Maybe he was worried about being overheard by a certain third prince...
Judging from a certain tragedy in the East China Sea and the subsequent series of records, this man was not a very good-tempered person either.
What's more, it's unclear which version of the incarnation this person is.
Mi Shaoxiu just listened silently, and the cartoons she watched in her childhood could not help but come to mind.
That was the concept she was most exposed to.
At that time, Nezha always had his little feet bare, and there was a little dragon girl by his side.
At that time, her grandmother was still alive and always wanted to bake potatoes for her.
As he was thinking about it, Mi Shaoxiu suddenly felt his legs sinking.
A heavy, furry feeling took her back to her childhood.
At that time, the old cat at home always loved to jump into her arms.
Unfortunately, it later ran away.
Probably, together with the rabbits in the field, they disappeared into the clear mist over the mountains...
"mum."
Mi Shaoxiu looked down and saw a strong orange cat.
She started masturbating in a familiar manner, but received a rather strange gaze.
For a moment, in those clear black and white pupils, Mi Shaoxiu saw the infinity and vastness of the universe.
It's also like the darkness that hides something huge under the rolling blue waves in the night...
Clothes, flesh and blood, bones...
All external and material things seemed to have lost their weight.
When I joined the "Trans-Laris Plane Chongshan United Association" before, the pendant worn by the young lady who received me suddenly became hot.
Some of them were even like red-hot irons, giving her a pinprick-like burning pain!
But in the next moment, all the strange images disappeared.
It seems that what was just sent was just an illusion.
The orange cat was lying on her lap, staring quietly ahead.
Mi Shaoxiu didn't know where she got the courage. She slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on the orange cat's head.
The location is a bit unfortunate, it happens to be the skin area on the back of the opponent's neck.
Mi Shaoxiu slowly moved away, placed it on the other person's head and stroked it gently.
Being a nurse has a very hard job, so naturally she has learned some massage techniques.
Of course, you don’t need to be taught how to pet a cat.
That's something she's been doing since she was little...
Of course, Mi Shaoxiu didn't know where she moved away.
There was once a bold god who, under the control of the power of chaos, reached out here...
At the same time, in a refugee camp in a distant dimension.
An aunt with blood all over her body washed her hands. This was not a mysophobia, but a necessary disinfection process.
She wiped the sweat on her forehead that she had no time to wipe, and shouted to the people behind her with some uncertainty:
"Have any of you ever learned to pet a cat?"
“What does petting a cat mean?”
Someone raised a question.
"Forget it, this is probably not a matter of technique..."
The aunt shook her head and stopped thinking about these irrelevant things.
There are still many things going on right now, and she doesn't have the energy to focus on this.
What's more, she firmly believes that the path of justice and redemption is the best standard.
It can naturally gather partners who are willing to devote themselves to the path of light and justice.
As for the others, they are only temporary and short-lived.
However, when dealing with the miscellaneous things at hand, Auntie was still a little distracted.
Just when she was about to cross time and space to save the child who had just stepped into the path of worship.
The images she glimpsed in the endless chaos of time and space allowed her to regain the surging power within her body.
She was a little confused - it seemed that she had not heard some of the elder's information on the way of worshiping kindness...
In the eyes of the surrounding online players, it was just a story about an orange cat that suddenly ran out and scared a strange online player.
