Chapter 550: The elders occasionally favor those pure and clear souls
Mishaoxiu and a group of relatively well-dressed online players stood on the outer circle of the audience stands and watched silently.
Most of the online players here have just started their adventure not long ago.
If we make a preliminary classification by level, the average level is below level 10.
To put it simply and crudely, they are a group of newbies...
Although there are no strict level requirements for era activities.
However, it is still difficult for comprehensive network players below the extraordinary level to obtain much rewards in such activities of a certain scale.
In fact, they should appear in the "Mission Hall" on the east side.
Do some activity tasks such as "tutor", "guest student", and "doctor training experience".
But watching the fun is the nature of online game players.
If they follow the normal pace, they will have to at least be at the extraordinary stage, or even later, before they can encounter this level of combat.
From an objective point of view, this form of onlookers does have a certain effect of broadening their horizons.
Mishaoxiu is a nurse in one of the Nth parallel world of Earth. This is a profession that outsiders envy for its high salary, but she herself works overtime to the point of being confused.
Moreover, the complicated business examinations made Mishaoxiu even more exhausted.
Occasionally, in the tired late night, Mishou would think about the meaning of his life.
It was a rather disturbing inner echo.
Fortunately, the work is intense enough so that Mishoxiu doesn't have to worry too much about it.
She only needs to lie in bed for a while and her tired body will naturally make her fall asleep.
Perhaps, those faces that went from pain to calmness were a rare comfort in her career.
Although, death is still an unavoidable pain...
After being unexpectedly selected by the comprehensive network, Mishaoxiu chose the extraordinary profession of the Hand of Redemption.
It is a healing profession whose core capabilities are to heal injuries and eliminate illness .
As we all know, this kind of pure healing profession is extremely rare among online players.
There are so many healers in the game because the game is full of compensation mechanisms and positive feedback.
In reality, in most cases, there is only cold malice...
Strength is not an absolute element to maintain kindness , but it is enough to put you in a relatively kind environment.
Of course, kind and pure souls are never alone in the multiverse.
In the endless darkness of the void, there will still be noble voices shining with the light of salvation.
Just after one adventure, Mishouxiu was absorbed by a super-large good and lawful camp-related force of the Way of Worship.
Comprehensive network players rarely appear, and their existence is absolutely mediocre.
In other words, their so-called "doing nothing" is just an individual choice or they have not yet explored their true direction.
Moreover, in a collective such as the multiverse, one does need a light that is dazzling enough, brighter than a star, to stand out.
"Why don't I remember that Nezha's swordsmanship is so good..."
The online player next to him suddenly complained when he saw the battle that ended quickly.
"Swordsmanship? What swordsmanship is there?"
"That's just a mature magic weapon..."
Someone responded silently in the temporary communication channel of the nearby network players.
Maybe he was worried that a certain Third Prince would hear it...
Judging from a certain tragedy in the East China Sea and a series of records that followed, this person was not a person with a good temper.
What's more, it's hard to tell which version this person is the incarnation of.
Mishaoxiu just listened silently, and the cartoons she watched in her childhood emerged in her mind.
That was the concept she was most exposed to.
At that time, Nezha always had bare feet and was accompanied by a little dragon girl.
At that time, her grandmother was still alive and always talked about giving her baked potatoes.
As he was thinking, Mishaoxiu suddenly felt a heaviness in his legs.
A heavy, fuzzy feeling made her feel as if she was back in her childhood.
At that time, the old cat at home always loved to jump into her arms.
Unfortunately, it got lost later.
Probably, along with the rabbits in the fields, they disappeared into the mist covering the mountain...
"Meow."
Mishaoxiu looked down and saw a sturdy orange cat.
She started to stroke it skillfully, but was met with a rather strange gaze.
In an instant, in those black and white pupils, Mishouxiu saw the vastness and immensity of the universe.
It is also like the darkness beneath the rolling green waves in the night, hiding some huge monster...
Clothes, flesh, bones...
All external, material things seemed to have lost their weight.
And when I joined the "Trans-Laris Plane Worship Association", the pendant worn by the receptionist suddenly became hot.
Some of them were even like a red-hot iron, giving her a stabbing burning pain!
But the next moment, all the strange visions disappeared.
It seems that what was just sent was just an illusion.
The orange cat lay on her legs, staring quietly ahead.
Mishaoxiu didn't know where she got the courage from. She slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on the orange cat's head.
The location was a bit unfortunate, it happened to be the area of the opponent's neck skin.
Mishoxiu slowly moved away, placed his hand on the other's head and gently stroked it.
Being a nurse is quite hard work, so she naturally learned some massage techniques.
Of course, you don’t need anyone to teach you how to pet a cat.
That's something she's been able to do since she was little...
Of course, Mishoxiu didn't know that she had moved away.
There was once a certain daring god who, under the control of the power of chaos, reached out to this place...
At the same time, in a refugee camp in a distant dimension.
An old lady with blood all over her body washed her hands. This was not because of mysophobia, but a necessary disinfection process.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and shouted to the people behind her uncertainly:
"Has anyone of you ever learned how to pet a cat?"
"What does it mean to pet a cat?"
Someone raised a question.
"Forget it, this is probably not a matter of technique..."
The aunt shook her head and stopped thinking about these ridiculous things.
There are still a lot of things going on right now, and she doesn't have the energy to focus on this.
What's more, she firmly believed that the path of justice and redemption was the best banner.
It can naturally gather those companions who are willing to devote themselves to the path of light and justice.
As for the rest, it is only temporary and short-lived.
However, while dealing with the miscellaneous items at hand, the aunt was distracted for a rare time.
Just when she was about to cross time and space to save the child who had just embarked on the path of worshipping goodness.
The scene she glimpsed in that endless chaotic space and time allowed her to take back the surging power in her body.
She was a little puzzled - it seemed that she had not heard the elder's message about the Way of Honoring Goodness...
But to the players watching nearby, it was just a story about an orange cat that suddenly ran out and scared a strange player.
They didn't know what was happening...
