Chapter 35: Where is the Polar Star Games headquarters?

Hearing this.

Lu Ran only felt his scalp go numb, and he forced himself to stay calm:

"Their... father?"

The tavern owner was a bit surprised:

"Hmm?"

"You don't know?"

"Oh, that's right, you're from out of town."

"It's normal not to know."

"The father of those two bad boys was a veteran who participated in the First World War."

"It's just that not long after the First World War ended, Ivanov, who had just returned home, hurriedly went to the border to protect the motherland, and not long after, news of his death in battle came."

"At that time, Alexander had just been conceived by Mrs. Ivanova."

"It was truly not easy."

"While raising three-year-old Dmitri, she was pregnant with Alexander, running the grocery store Ivanov left behind."

"That's how they barely got by."

"It was hard enough to raise these two little guys."

"At the beginning of the year, Mrs. Ivanova was even thinking of taking out her savings to find wives for these two bad boys, who would have thought these two bad boys would run off to join the army without a word."

"It's been more than three months in the blink of an eye."

"Time really flies."

Lu Ran was already numb.

Father died defending the motherland.

Twenty years.

Single mother, raising two children.

Three months in the army.

Yet under his control, they all died in less than two hours.

Lu Ran discovered.

He actually didn't know how to face an NPC.

He said goodbye to the tavern owner here.

Lu Ran hurriedly ran out, running to the outskirts of the town.

He stopped in an empty corner to daze, and took out the two death notifications.

"Brothers, what should I do?"

This complete experience felt as if the NPC he roleplayed as had truly existed.

Now he had to personally deliver the death notifications to their mother...

But this is just a game.

Earth is also just fictional, it doesn't exist at all.

Whatever World War II is, it's all fictional, these are just plot settings by Polar Star Games.

What is he afraid of?

Lu Ran gathered his courage and got up, wanting to walk into the town and give the letters to Mrs. Ivanova.

But although he stood up, he couldn't move his feet.

The stream was also silent.

【Ah, this... maybe log off, honestly, it's too cruel.】

【I don't even dare to think about a mother, if she really received such a letter, how broken she would be.】

【No wonder this game can participate in the "Anti-War Competition," this plot...】

【Whoever looks forward to war is an idiot, war only makes mothers lose their children.】

【A child raised by a mother for twenty years, lived for half an hour in the streamer's hands, streamer, you really are a newborn.】

【Not delivering? Are you not advancing the plot?】

【Maybe the streamer should commit suicide, change the start.】

【Is it possible that this NPC also has parents and family, or the NPC who restarts also has parents and family?】

【Didn't the boss of Polar Star Games say that every NPC is independent, maybe they all have stories, if the streamer commits suicide now, how sad will this NPC's parents be.】

【Then there's no way???】

Lu Ran looked at the comments, his heart was also conflicted, and finally he gritted his teeth:

"Plot, this is all plot."

"I'll deliver it!"

【66666, well done, streamer is really a newborn.】

【Stop with the sarcastic remarks, what can be done about this kind of plot?】

【I'm logging off first, I don't want to see a mother crying.】

【Streamer, if I were you, I wouldn't be able to sleep.】

【That's saying... who the hell can sleep?!】

Lu Ran took a deep breath and walked towards the town.

Just a plot!

Half an hour later, in the post office.

Lu Ran still didn't gather the courage to deliver it.

Finally, he returned to the post office and returned the letters to Director Ogle.

Director Ogle didn't say anything, just took the letters and walked out...

Lu Ran stood dazed in the post office, at a loss.

Clang!

The sound of something falling came from outside, the sound wasn't loud, but it startled Lu Ran, who was distracted.

Lu Ran came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and walked to the door to look.

In the distance.

Director Ogle had already arrived in front of the grocery store, saying something to Mrs. Ivanova, and handed over the two death notifications.

The basin in Mrs. Ivanova's hand had already fallen to the ground, and she reached out with trembling hands to take the death notifications.

Seeing this scene.

Lu Ran closed his eyes and stopped looking.

He turned and returned to the room, sat on the chair, and didn't dare to think about the subsequent plot.

Half an hour later.

Creak——

The door of the post office was opened, and the bearded man with a heavy expression, who was also the post office director Ogle, walked in.

Lu Ran hurriedly got up, not knowing what to say:

"Director, Mrs. Ivanova..."

Seeing Lu Ran's pained expression, Ogle didn't say anything:

"Don't worry."

"Mrs. Ivanova is very strong, her sons sacrificed themselves for the motherland."

"She is very proud."

"She even asked if the letters mentioned her sons' heroic performance."

These calm words made Lu Ran even more at a loss, especially the last sentence from Ogle, Mrs. Ivanova asking about her sons' heroic performance.

This made Lu Ran and the netizens in the stream silent.

And Ogle comforted Lu Ran:

"Cheer up, Andrei."

"This kind of thing..."

"You'll get used to it."

"When I was young, what I encountered was much more miserable than this."

Lu Ran didn't know what to say, and could only say dryly:

"Has it happened before?"

Ogle was silent for a moment and said:

"That was more than twenty years ago, during the World War."

"At that time, I had just joined the post office and became a mailman."

"But... that time."

"I delivered 217 death notifications."

"..."

The silence lasted for a while, quiet for a long time.

Ogle cursed:

"This damn war."

Then he patted Lu Ran on the shoulder and turned to walk into the director's office.

Leaving Lu Ran sitting in place for a long time, before he came to his senses:

"Damn it! This damn war!!!"

Lu Ran slumped decadently in the chair.

The stream was also silent.

This was clearly just a game plot, but why was it so painful?

Damn war...

——

The Federation had already entered the middle of the night.

But the story in Lu Ran's stream had already been edited by netizens and posted online.

In the video, Lu Ran controlled the NPC to charge recklessly.

Dying once and restarting, dying once and restarting, there was no pressure.

Until the identity switched to a mailman.

He had to deliver the death notifications of two sons to a mother, and his indifferent death was the entire life of an NPC.

A father who died in battle, a single mother.

A child raised for twenty years with great difficulty, lived for only three months on the battlefield, and was ended by the streamer in half an hour, the mother asking only about heroism, impacting the hearts of the netizens watching the video.

Because there had been no war for the last few hundred years.

Understanding of war could only be gained through film and television works, novels, games, etc., but these works were usually beautified, and the impact was not comparable to "World War II."

No one knew that the reason the impact was so strong.

Was because this was a war that truly happened on another world... and the most cruel war.

And at this moment, just facing a mother who lost her child in the war.

Was enough to make many people silent.

Even though it was already the middle of the night.

But the trending searches kept changing.

#What will war bring? It will make mothers lose their children#

#The best anti-war game, the anti-war core of "World War II: Rise of the Empire"... #

#Your indifference is an NPC's entire life. #

#Where is the Polar Star Games headquarters? #

#What does Polar Star Games boss Zhao Ming look like? #

#Zhao Ming, are you asleep? #

#Zhao Ming, how can you sleep? #

#Zhao Ming has no heart! # ===== CHAPTER 36 =====