"Brother Mo, pack the night."
Lu Mingfei heavily patted the counter, which has a life span of more than ten years, and woke up a gray haired youth lying on the table.
The young man's face was pale and morbid. Under the incandescent lamp, which was not very bright, he seemed to have half a foot on the door of death.
Lu Mingfei looks at the "network management" in front of him with some emotion.
When I first came to this "Succubus Internet Cafe", I almost regarded this pale, almost dead webmaster as a vampire.
At that time, Lu Mingfei still imagined that he must be the main character.
Remote old streets, hidden Internet cafes, blood sucking vampire bosses, accidentally break into their own!
Lu Mingfei was very excited by the standard plot of the protagonist.
But the reality is that he was drinking tomato juice at that time.
"Lu Mingfei is still in his old position."
Lu Mingfei scratched his hair and took out a slightly wrinkled note from his pocket.
"Brother Mo, it's still the same."
Brother Mo, also called Baimo, made a hash and then stuffed the notes into the drawer.
Press the keyboard with a few fingers and swipe the card in one go.
"OK." Bai Mo waved her hand.
Lumingfei nodded, and then walked a bag of spicy sticks from the table.
Shaking his head, Bai Mo didn't continue to sleep.
Looking at the old decoration here, there are still some damaged places. Bai Mo knows that this is his home.
It is not gorgeous. All the belongings in it add up to less than ten thousand yuan. Many things have lived for more than twenty years.
But even so, this is also Bai Mo's home.
Unconsciously, has it been so long?
Seeing the calendar beside him, Bai Mo clearly knew what it meant.
Bai Mo is not a person in this world, but a passer-by.
As a child, Bai Mo found himself different from ordinary people.
Ordinary people were still playing childishly when they were in primary school, while Bai Mo had already found himself out of tune with them at that time.
Bai Mo finds himself unable to understand why he "likes" marbles, cards and toys that ordinary people like.
Ordinary people have kinship with their parents, but they always have a feeling of treating strangers to these two people
It is abnormal and strange, which contradicts the common view of most people. This incongruous absurdity makes Bai Mo afraid.
Am I a monster?
I don't know why, but perhaps it's a natural instinct. Bai Mo feels that he must pretend to be normal.
The normal person should do what the white foam does.
Thus, an ordinary person was born.
It's nothing unusual - this is Bai Mo's performance identity, and he has never stopped until now.
At Baimo Middle School, he just sorted out his own memory and knew who he was.
The passer, the passer from the earth.
The same planet name, the same cultural history, the same country as the world
If the only difference is the time line.
When she knew who she was, Bai Mo found out why she was so "different".
Adults' memory, mature three views, and their own habits... All of these forms are not created by accumulation.
How is it possible to graft these onto babies and children like normal children in this period?
Like Suhui's awakening and powerful reincarnation, Baimo is doomed to be incompatible with this normal world.
Of course, these are not important for Baimo.
Before everything started, Bai Mo's arrogance made him subconsciously want to guide the country.
Investment, industrial development, social trends... these are just easy things for Baimo, who has a vision of the future.
But... Bai Mo learned these words after making a decision.
Gattuso Family
The eight snake qi families
These prominent families spread on the Internet made Bai Mo doubt whether he had crossed into the novels of the dragon family.
Then, the obvious contents of Shilan City, Shilan Middle School, and the genius' Chu Zihang 'let Bai Mo know that this is the reality.
Bai Mo thought about the history of the mixed race in the dragon family story, and knew one thing - you can't move without blood.
Rely on the so-called foresight, sorry, Yanlingtianyan and Jingtong, Cyber Electronic Phantom Norma.
In addition, from time to time, the degenerate mixed race random killing, the dragon heritage alchemy props, and the Kassel College thugs
The white foam chose to be rotten.
The ordinary people of the passerby start the game, punching the Dragon King and kicking Odin?
Don't joke. There is only one life in reality. There is no such thing as pain weakening and brain damage. One mistake is death.
"Brother Mo, there is something wrong with the computer."
Hearing Lu Mingfei's call, Bai Mo went to the computer he had opened and controlled the keyboard with her fingers.
Looking at Bai Mo's skillful operation, Lu Mingfei couldn't help complaining: "Brother Mu, your craftsmanship is much better than several network administrators I have seen."
Bai Mo responded angrily, "Can you live by this skill?"
"Why did you press the keys again?"
Bai Mo also found out the reason. It was nothing more than pressing the keyboard randomly that caused some problems in the Internet cafe system, so the computer was stuck on the screen.
Lu Mingfei scratched his hair and said helplessly, "I just played against StarCraft, and the opponent was a bit strong, so I pressed the wrong key to cut the screen."
It is not the first time to treat the foam.
Lu Mingfei is very strong in interstellar operation, ranking first among the people Baimo met.
His hand speed is very fast, and the progress of the game is very stable, just like Mount Tai.
It is rare for Lu Mingfei to see his face when he looks at the white foam maintenance system.
The handsome looks like a neutral appearance. Even if it is compared with those school grass in Shilan Middle School, it can at least get a score of 9 points.
"All right." Bai Mo clapped her hands, and then looked at the garbage can at Lu Mingfei's feet, where the garbage in the snack bag was thrown, so her eyebrows relaxed a little.
"Brother Mo, I will continue to play."
Back to the chair and sat down, the white foam eyelids suddenly felt heavy.
Then, the corner of the eye gradually blurred
Baimo opened his eyes and found himself in a strange and mysterious world.
Surrounded by fog, I stood alone on a floating platform, vaguely hearing in my memory like an illusion.
Under the floating platform is a dark abyss, with countless stars twinkling overhead. It is clear that the fog has covered everything, but when you look up, you can see the Milky Way.
Where is this?
The white foam has not yet understood what happened, and the fog around it naturally dissipates.
Then a path emerged.
After carefully looking around and confirming that there is only one path, Bai Mo walks on the path.
A few steps later, Bai Mo saw the shadow in front of him.
Watch the shadows carefully. As the fog gradually dissipates, three people who are almost the same as themselves appear in front of them.
"Are you?" asked Bai Mo curiously.
The man sitting cross legged on the left side laughed twice and explained: "Who are we? We are all white foam."
"Everyone is white foam, and we are all me."
