Then, at eight o'clock in the morning, the official statement was officially released, stating the following:
[Realm of Innocence] is a complete world, therefore, it doesn't have a dungeon system.
[Realm of Innocence] attempts to make everything as realistic as possible, thus, it doesn't possess a team formation system.
The indigenous life in [Realm of Innocence] is quite intelligent, so please respect the Non-Player Characters (NPCs).
[Realm of Innocence] is, after all, still a game, therefore, it features private player space.
[Realm of Innocence] values economic development a lot, hence it promotes a trading system.
[Realm of Innocence] encourages players to push the storyline forward, thus, it doesn't have expansion packs.
The main system of [Realm of Innocence] is quite powerful, and therefore... the programmers state they are not responsible for any additional issues.
The official forum almost exploded in an instant, stirring up a multitude of discussions.
However, Motan didn't keep tracking it, for two reasons:
First, he finished his meal; second, he switched his... let's say, he underwent a personality change...
Now this "Chaotic Neutral" version of him didn't fancy wasting time reading other people's meaningless discussions. He'd rather take advantage of Christmas to hang around in places like churches, and ideally, chat with a believer, maybe even get on their nerves a little ~
Of course, he wouldn't really do so. Because Motan feared that if he uncontrollably underwent another personality switch and was accidentally convinced into joining a belief, that would be problematic. Although being an atheist, he was also a kind person. Zealous believers could even go so far as to hold a knife against their own throat to make you join their belief...
Reluctantly washing the dishes, Motan checked his mental state. Once he confirmed that he wouldn't abruptly change his disposition, (don't ask me how he did that) He picked up his phone, casually replied a message, all the while counting down softly, "Five, four, three, two... "
Buzz~~
The vibrating phone still in his hand displayed a caller ID: "Boyfriend A"
As a matter of fact, such names basically filled the contact list on Motan's mobile. For instance: "Boyfriend A", "Boyfriend B", "Boyfriend C", "Henchman A", "Henchman B", "Undercover A", "Classmate X", "Bald Teach", "Menopause Teach A", "Fly", the meanings remained a mystery...
While his more serious personalities had the impulse to rename these contacts, after a horrendous experience where his phone was stolen, he admitted that such tactics were useful. At the very least, he wouldn't need to spend a half a month chasing down hundreds of thousands of bucks for some idiot who was swindled, all while concurrently conducting counter-extortion.
"Hello there, Boyfriend A~~" Motan answered the phone cheerfully.
"If you call me that again, I'm going to take you to Africa for poverty alleviation when you're being a model youth!" Replied the man on the other end, quite annoyed.
Shrugging, Motan said, "No objections here. But after we get back, I might just post your photos and personal information on various gay dating sites across the globe, bilingual of course."
"Brother Tan, I admit my mistake! You can call me Gay A if you'd like!" The voice on the phone instantly pleaded, as he knew that Motan... at least the current Motan, was capable of such a deed, and would carry it out swiftly!
Motan whistled, "Alright, little comrade Yi, what's up?"
[Yidong]
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Alli...
Oops, wrong script~
Yidong is a close friend Motan met at the orphanage, one of the unfortunate few in the world who knows about Motan's personality split. However, unlike him, Yidong's no orphan. For a superstitious reason (in Motan's eyes), he was left at the orphanage when he was one by his parents, only to be picked up five years later. They said all of his bad Karma was cleared...
Mental case! That's Motan's opinion of Yidong's family. Among his words, there's also an intention to stand up for his friend. But Yidong doesn't care much. He thought meeting an oddball like Motan at the orphanage was sort of a reward.
Now, why the orphanage would accept a kid whose parents and great-grandparents were alive and well, you ask? It's rather simple: his family was affluent~
As the old saying goes, those who spend money can even move the devil!
Fun fact, Yidong and Motan happened to be high school and university classmates~
"There's a meaninglessly obscure social gathering tonight, come with me!" Yidong cut straight to the chase.
Confused, Motan asked, "Don't we have class tonight?"
"One of my aunts is on the school board." Yidong casually replied, "Just give her a heads up."
Huh, rich people are really different, look at these connections~" Motan sneered sarcastically, "Us commoners are quite scared!"
Immediately, the young man on the other end got agitated, "Hey! You, a sunnuvagun who only showed up for exams since the first day of the semester but always aced them, have no right to criticize me!"
"No, I have every right to, after all, this intelligence is mine." Motan responded, "Everything should be based on true talents and skills. If you warmed your way into the principal's heart through your own efforts and she let you off the hook, I wouldn't look down on you."
"Bro! You are my real bro!" Yidong exclaimed, frustrated, "Our principal is almost eighty! Please, give the old lady some respect! Besides, I don't settle for anything!!"