Admin Rebuttal

The cool and straight-faced guardian × the cowardly and dedicated part-time administrator Nan'an×Yuwang Double arrow, double place, HE. Ever since he could remember, Yu Wang felt that there was an invisible person accompanying him. It sounded like a horror movie, but he believed it. Everyone thought he was crazy. At first he explained, but later he gradually began to believe it, and it was just a long hallucination. There is no one at the window. There is no one behind me. The bit of coolness that my fingertips felt when I was half asleep and half awake at night was just the wind getting in. It took him many years to finally convince himself. Until that day, when he opened his eyes, he traveled into a strange world. Before I could get scared, a series of confusing notification sounds exploded in my mind. Identity confirmed... Error! Mistake! Mistake! Yu Wang stared blankly at the countless fragmented data streams floating around him. The glowing fragments fell like snow, and an inexplicable thought occurred to him in his fear. Wait, is it possible that I am still a gangster? The next second, all the noise disappeared. A voice fell, clear and quiet. [Welcome back, administrator. Yu Wang froze. It was obviously an unfamiliar voice, but it was so familiar that it made his nose sore. He didn't know why, but his throat felt like it was being strangled, and his eyes were swollen and sore, as if he had been waiting for this voice for too long. He didn't have time to think about it. The gray permissions on the system panel were like sealed spells, and he couldn't even click on any of them. The countdown to the copy has started to beat. Let's survive first. Relying on that inexplicable intuition, he crawled through the first dungeon. When he opened the door to his room, he almost fell to the ground from exhaustion. Then he froze. There was a young man sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a casual posture, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time. Warm light fell in from the window and traced the edge of his slightly transparent outline, as if it were edged with a layer of mist. The young man tilted his head and smiled at him. "You're back?" Yu Wang's hand was still on the doorknob, and his mind was blank. After a while, he heard his own voice. He trembled, but still managed to stay calm: "Who are you?" The young man blinked, thought about it seriously, and gave an answer that almost made him breathless. "Maybe it's your guardian spirit?" Guardian spirit. The size of the guardian spirit. In the following days, Yu Wang dragged this little follower around in the strange world. He was obviously a rotten fish, but he ended up dungeon after dungeon with administrator authority, and accumulated a lot of names. [Dungeon Terminator] [Cinger] [Final Judge] [Last Crown] [The Eleventh Key of Silence]. There are many posts about him on the forum, and everyone is guessing the origin of this hidden boss who suddenly appeared. Yu Wang kept those famous titles while continuing to show off. If the sky falls, you have authority to hold it up, but if authority can't, you still have the little follower around you to protect you. The days are quite comfortable. But he was getting more and more uneasy. Can't tell the reason. It's not like the danger that comes over you and can be seen in the dungeon. It was more like a thread so thin that it was almost invisible, stretching out from nowhere and quietly wrapping around his wrist. He occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night, his heart beating incredibly fast, but he can't remember what he dreamed about. Occasionally, he would suddenly become distracted during the battle, as if someone was calling his name from a far, far away place. Looking back, only Nan An looked at him with his head tilted and asked him what was wrong. He couldn't tell. He just had a vague feeling that something was happening, and he didn't know it yet. One day, Yu Wang stood at the exit of the dungeon, with the collapsing space behind him. Light and dust scattered all over the sky, and the fragments reflected the last bit of light, like a silent fireworks. He suddenly spoke, his voice very soft: "Is there something you didn't tell me?" Nan An walked behind him and paused. "No," he said. Yu Wang did not look back. The wind suddenly picked up, blowing their clothes loudly. And in the palace at the top of the game, someone is watching all this. Countless light screens are suspended in mid-air, and each side is full of Yu Wang - those who are fighting, those who are messing around, those who are squatting in the corner and chewing dry food, and those who are leaning against the exit of the dungeon and taking a nap with their eyes closed. The picture flickered silently, reflecting on several blurry figures, flickering in and out. "Won't you bring him in?" There was silence. "It's not urgent." Someone answered, his voice was very soft, as if he was trying to convince himself, "It's not urgent yet. Just wait." Another voice broke in, with a faint smile: "You can afford to wait. Some people can't afford to wait." No one answered. The picture on the light screen is still flowing. The latest side lights up. Yu Wang is grabbing Nan An's sleeves and saying something, with an angry expression. Nan An lowers his head slightly and listens quietly, with a hint of indulgence at the corner of his mouth. The people in the palace watched in silence for a long time. One of the figures moved slightly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to turn off the light screen. The hand was hanging in the air, and less than an inch above the fingertips was a scarlet button. ✘✘✘✘ The hand did not fall in the end. "... Let them be." Motto: Sunshine always comes after the storm