early morning.

A villa building on the outskirts of Shu city.

The white haired housekeeper got up early.

As usual, after watering the garden and ordering cleaning the living room, the housekeeper began to cook.

Today is the birthday of the young master.

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

The housekeeper felt it necessary to make the young master feel warm.

So he worked hard to do a young master's favorite roast goose dry.

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

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Knocking three times, the housekeeper shouted, "young master, get up and have breakfast? The master said you should go to the company earlier today! "

There was no movement in it.

"Is the young master still sleeping? No, my master's biological clock is more punctual than I am. Should it not sleep again? "

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

Later, the housekeeper began to be in a hurry. Did you have anything wrong with the young 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 table, he opened his eyes, and the housekeeper was relieved.

What? The young master is nothing at all.

However, he noticed that the pupil of the young master was loose, and he seemed to be distracted. There was a panda like black eye around the corner of his eyes.

The butler was surprised: "young master, you didn't sleep all night?"

The young master raised his eyes and saw the butler. He was dead and dead, and there was no pit sound.

"What is the matter with you, young master?"

The housekeeper came worried and touched the young master.

The young master suddenly red his eyes, and then tears continued to flow down.

The housekeeper was full of face and was forced.

How did the young master cry?

"Fubo I My account is out of use! "

The young master cried like a breakdown of emotion.

The Butler probably understood.

Because it's about the game the master played.

For this game, the young master doesn't go to the company to punch in.

Leave home early every day and play games.

Although dissatisfied with this, the master said nothing.

But I didn't expect that the young master was addicted to the game to this point?

Stay up late, cry, break down?

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

The Butler didn't understand, but he just held the young master.

The two people held each other for a while, and the young master finally calmed down.

Fubo said, "don't cry, young master. There is no obstacle in this world."

"But this time, I can't go!"

The young master said with a cry: "just because of the damn blogger, the players began to hate me! They regard me as public enemy, chase me, and scold me poor loser! I can't hide in the palace

"And if you don't get a hundred players, NPC simmer will hate me! I'll offend him then! Offended the goblin world NPC, and offended the players of the whole server I have to do my best to account, really to be finished! "

The Butler heard the question mark full of heads, but he probably moved.

"Master, so your game account is in trouble?"

"Yes..."

Said, the young master will cry again.

"Well, young master, have you heard the story of the master? He had a great setback and the company was almost closed down. "

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

The young master covered his cheek, and he cried again.

"In other words, your father was targeted by other companies. Many directors left him! "

"So, my Lord, your father has come out of the dilemma, and you are his favorite son, and you can certainly do so," Fubo said slowly

"I can't walk out. I'm going to break down. This account doesn't say money. I have been working hard. I really don't want him to be abandoned! Sob! "

The young master began to cry again.

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

But I know, young master will certainly be in conflict.

So he said again, "young master, can you tell me what happened?"

"Fubo, you don't know the game at all, you won't understand it."

"In other words, but many of the reasons in the game are connected with reality, I may not understand it, can I?"

The housekeeper said that, the young master also needs a vent, so he will slow the situation.

After the Butler listened to it silently, he nodded: "I understand. At first, the young master, because of his name as Bo man and Dugu Chu player, gathered a group of helpers, which was very cohesive. ""But then, when you were defeated, this group of players began to hate you?"

The young master's face was a little red: "the main reason is that I think I have to pay too much money. I'm not doing charity, so I ran away. They also have a reason to hate me... "

The housekeeper gave a thumbs up: "young master, what you have done is right. We have money, but we also earn it by our own efforts. We can not give freely."

The young master's face was even redder.

The housekeeper said, "later, the reason why this group of players hate you further is Still the player called Bo Ren? "

"That's right. I really want to recruit them and try to get rid of the past feud with them. But the Bo people suddenly come here. It has nothing to do with me. Why do they say that we are conspiring?"

"It's just wish me! And Nabo, it must be something he said that made players misunderstand me I hate them all

The poor young master said, excited and crying again.

The housekeeper tried to comfort him for a while. His eyes turned quickly and began to think of a good plan.

"For this matter, the young master didn't sleep all night and was facing collapse."

"I must help him, or the master will be distressed."

In this way, the housekeeper, who had experienced the dangers of human life, racked his brains and finally came up with a plan.

"Young master, you are being targeted by the players of the whole server now, aren't you?"

"It can be said that I can't leave the palace at all. As soon as I leave, those killers will surely kill me. But it's no use for me to hide in the palace, and Simmel will hate me with time. I will be chased and killed by him, and I will be finished! "

The housekeeper nodded slightly: "but young master, according to what you said, there are other camps in this game, isn't there?"

"That said, but the other two camps refused me! Especially in the Harry camp, that hateful Bo man is still there. He is simply a devil... "

But the housekeeper laughed: "young master, it happens to be the devil. Maybe he is the one who can save you!"

"What do you mean?"

The young master is confused.

The housekeeper said with a smile: "this Bo man is also hated by the world, right? But instead of being pursued by the world, he can pursue and kill the world. Isn't such a man capable? "

"Yes, I am, but I am also a lucky bitch!"

The young master scolded bitterly.

But the housekeeper shakes his head. There are no lucky people in the world. The so-called luck is actually a part of strength.

However, he did not name this truth, and continued: "young master, you will be rejected by the Harry camp, which is also the reason why the bloggers are preconceived."

"Now things are very clear, young master, if you want to survive under the full service, you have to do very simple..."

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

"It's very simple. Turn to that blogger!"

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