[I've changed the part involving WTW in this story to have dirt slapped onto someone's face. I'm very sorry for making the story unpleasant to read. I've also been reflecting on my actions over the past couple of days. WTW is a character created by someone else, and what I did was a serious insult to that character. So here, I apologize to Mr. Gojo, to the creator, and to all the readers. I won't use such an outrageous approach to disgrace an anime character again. Finally, I want to say that I have never deleted readers' comments, nor encouraged anyone else to delete them, and I'm not anyone's fan. I'm trying to make amends now, and I'm very sorry for disturbing everyone and taking up so much of your time. I'll learn from this. I don't expect you to forgive me. Thank you for teaching me to respect the original work.]
The moment the game Red and Black was released, it shocked the world. Whether you were on the red team or the black team, you could experience the joy of working 996.
Alcoholic drinks are personified, and the NPCs are 99% lifelike. In this complex map, your identity is assigned at random. Red team? Black team? Sorcerer? Curse user? Or a Yokohama crime syndicate?
Things can always get worse!
Domoto Aki: This game is so fun. Everyone at the distillery is talented, and they all talk so nicely. I absolutely love it here.
A certain genuine liquor who's gone from blond to white-haired: Put down that skill before you talk to me!
A certain Zero, workaholic extraordinaire: Heartless bosses are all scum.
A black-blindfolded fake blind man who can't play the erhu: Thanks for asking. This is the lifelong shadow haunting my life. Get him out of here already!
A water-drowning enthusiast sobs to the president: Good heavens, I saw the three-headed dog of hell. They're all huskies!
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P.S. The protagonist won't treat NPCs like people at first. If you can't accept that, run, little darlings!!!
Theme: Though the light of a firefly may be faint, as long as it shines, it challenges the darkness! Though we live in different worlds, our hearts will always yearn for the light.
[Crossover] The Cursed Spirit Doesn't Want to Work
[Wuxia Crossover] How I Wreaked Havoc Across the Martial World with Reaction Images
(Crossover) I'm Not Helping the Wicked
(Infinite) I Brought My Dog into a Horror World
The Tomie Physique in Detective Conan
[Seven Heroes and Five Gallants] The Hunger of Gluttony
[Crossover] The Art of Cosplay for Nonhumans
The Fragrant Iris by the Yuan River (Lu Xiaofeng)
The author's wife, this comment is dedicated to you who are gentle from beginning to end. I have been following you from just over 30 chapters to now. I can't save you. I respect your decision, but I want to tell you that your article is very, very good! At least I deeply love Xiaoqiu. I hope you are well in the third dimension.
Come on, I really like your characters and your narrative style. I hope you won't be negatively affected by other people's comments. This plot setting is indeed not thoughtful, but I believe that the facts are not what they intended. The plot you set up is reasonable in the whole text, so there is no need to doubt yourself or deny yourself. You are not fundamentally wrong, and maybe they are not wrong either, but if you don't understand clearly and don't understand, just following the direction of the wind can never be correct. I'm a bit blunt in my words. Some people may be superior, almost god-like judges with no faults. They have a scale of justice in their eyes, find shortcomings in others and magnify them into thousands of times of their imagined appearance. They pick up on the wind and shadow to name the things they magnify and subjective conjectures. Forced onto others, the reason may be to attract attention, or simply to vent anger, or like most of the negative comments in this article, they are just used to following the trend, which may be mixed with some of their confusion about the plot and their love for the character, but when the negative comments increase, the purpose becomes unclear People who are accustomed to using big flags as tiger skins, using the banner of justice and morality are actually covering up their own nastiness. You don't need to care about people who just want to knock others to the ground and step on them a few more times, and you don't need to let such people affect your mood for the day. I apologize because the plot setting is indeed not thoughtful and comprehensive, and does not take into account the fans' feelings. As an anime character with a wide audience and even an idol, , this kind of plot may indeed be difficult to accept at the moment, but in my personal feeling, if you have at least read the previous chapters, there will be no excessive remarks, because the plot is really smooth, and there is no special description of the scene. However, some people make subjective assumptions and do not listen to explanations at all. It is okay to be angry because of their love for the characters, but you have to be sensible. If you change the character in this plot, no one may say anything, but he is Gojo Satoru The plot has changed, but there are still unyielding people. Maybe a small number of them are really hard-hearted, but most of them are just self-proclaimed benefactors of justice. They can't wait to be tried, convicted, and want to see others cry.
I! Finally! I was released from school!
Wow... That's a bit scary...
Why? After learning about such a plot tonight, I felt uncomfortable all night. Although in my opinion, Gojo Satoru is indeed the kind of scumbag who dumps him after flirting with him, but it does not prevent him from being a multi-dimensional and deep character. From a god with indifference to human nature to being infected with the fireworks of the world, every one of his growth is full of pain, and every smile is meaningful. No matter how scumbag he is, he won't eat shit, right????? Can you be nice to him?
Haha, someone suddenly came to our school to give a speech today at noon. During the class, our math teacher just opened the door and we went to the lobby. The big screen couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the speech. The speech seemed incomplete. His face was frozen with laughter for more than an hour. There was also a soldier sitting in the middle of the lecture at the beginning. He was really handsome. I think he just didn't have that kind of face. He was very serious. He sat there for more than ten minutes without smiling once. He was very similar to my two favorite teachers, the math teachers. It was only then that I discovered that my aesthetics were like this. I always thought I liked the kind of gentle and elegant people, but now I discovered that I actually like the character of a veteran cadre. I really feel that this kind of person is very reliable, which is very shocking.
Hapiness! Wish you a speedy recovery! Everything will be fine!
Come on, come on, come on!
My dears, I have re-edited the chapter and added more than 700 words at the end (if you have read it, please read it again to avoid missing the plot)
Good morning - the soul of migrant workers