Chapter 225 The First Loser

……what?

This "Bone Lord" actually took the initiative to talk to him?

Has this kind of conversation happened before?

Longjing Cha was a little surprised, he raised his head - and found that others were just as surprised as he was.

- That means no.

Strange, how exactly did this conversation trigger...

Longjing Tea thought to himself, but a kind and convincing smile appeared on his face immediately: "We do have a little something, and I want to ask you for help..."

"Oh! Please go ahead," said the boy confidently, "I happen to be free today!"

"Then let's get to know each other formally."

Longjing Tea stretched out his hand and shook hands with the young man. He put on a showy face and showed a serious expression: "I am the inspector of Longjing Tea, and I am also the 'special magic advisor' of Angus City."

"……oh oh!"

The white-haired boy was a little nervous when he heard the words.

He reached out and wiped his trousers, shook hands with Longjing Tea and bowed slightly: "Hello, Officer Longjing Tea! My name is Midas, I'm... um, a student."

... Midas? It turns out that Scrap Bone is your real name?

Longjing Tea's brows trembled.

This name is too familiar to him...

- The hand of Midas!

And this name seems to be a king in Greek mythology who asked for a golden hand and gave his daughter to him... This is also the source of the word "gold finger", but I can't remember the other details clearly.

Damn, if only I could Baidu...

Longjing Tea vaguely realized that there seems to be some secret hidden in the real name of the skeleton.

But this appearance... is this what it looked like before the bones became gods?

No, no, definitely not.

Before the crumbly bones became gods, it was the giants, and the giants not only had an average height of more than three meters, but also only had one eye.

But Midas was clearly an ordinary human being.

He even looked a little thin.

——Is he really the skeleton man?

Longjing Tea's thoughts of self-doubt popped up again.

"Let's not talk so much," Longjing Cha thought in his heart, but he didn't worry that he controlled his expression and calmly asked the boy, "It's getting dark, do you have any place for us to stay? This wilderness is in the wild. Yes, and obviously not a very good place to talk."

When he said this, he was actually making a side-by-side attack in secret.

This is to test whether these "NPCs" know that after dark, people will go crazy and attack each other.

But the boy didn't respond at all.

He just had an expression of "Fuck, I seem to have forgotten to do my homework": "Speaking of this - I originally came to find a tutor!"

"Hey, will that waste your time?"

Longjing Tea asked with seemingly concern.

The boy shook his head sadly: "Forget it, it's too late... But let's walk into the city. This is really not a place to talk."

"Well, but... what are you doing here? Are you coming back from outside the city?"

Longjing Tea continued to ask side by side.

Unexpectedly, this time I asked the big news:

"...What outside the city?"

The teenager turned around in confusion: "[Outside the city]...what is it?"

Longjing Tea's pupils shrank slightly.

An inexplicable, unexplained sense of fear made him swallow.

Because there is no motorcycle, they waste a lot of time walking back. When I finally sat down at a cafe, the sky was already starting to turn a little red—it was sunset time.

On the way, Longjing Tea also asked some information that gave him some headaches.

The thin, white-haired boy who was suspected to be "the skeleton man who lost his memory" seemed to have no concept of "outside the city" at all.

According to what is mentioned in his account, all the people in the city have never left the city - or rather, they have no concept of "things outside the city" at all.

This is a fragment of the world of "there is only one city".

When asked about history, Midas was completely clueless. He hasn't studied history...he doesn't care what the future holds.

Although there is a complete set of world logic here, it looks like a fragment cut out of it...even the opposite of ordinary nightmares. In ordinary nightmares, each being is completely real, and it is even possible to perceive it as a nightmare.

And here, everyone is accustomed to the city.

In this real world, everyone is not real enough.

When Longjingcha asked "what are you going to do", the boy answered without hesitation - he wanted to show his thesis to his supervisor.

But what the paper is, he is not willing to show the players.

As for what would happen after showing the paper to his supervisor, he did not know.

When Longjingcha asked him what he planned to do in the future, he was also at a loss.

- Taoyuan Township.

Soon, players realized what it was.

There is no "outside" and "inside", no "war" and "destruction", and even the concepts of "past" and "future" are blurred. There is little to say about the past, and no hope for the future.

This is truly...a group of "happy" people who are "in the moment".

Another idea was born in the heart of Longjing Tea.

- Are they really real?

It's too much like some kind of program.

Soon, in the quiet waiting of the players.

Night fell quickly.

After the sun went down, it suddenly became a lot quieter for no reason... But Longjing Tea couldn't tell where the change happened for a while.

"Let's go find someone else first?"

Longjing Tea asked several other people.

Delicious Wind Goose nodded.

He said solemnly: "Let's go to the centaur first. If she hasn't gone mad, we should be able to find more clues..."

"What about Midas?"

"Would you like Dove to look at him? Dove's nose is also very useful," Yumi Feng Goose smiled and licked Dove, whose real name is Chocolate, "if she needs to, she can smell it too. find it..."

His words were not finished.

Because just now, Dove suddenly opened her mouth wide - her mouth widened five or six times in an instant, biting off and swallowing the left hand of the unsuspecting delicious Feng Goose, along with his upper body.

"...Dove?!"

Longjing Tea was shocked.

- When exactly is it?

And didn't Dove say it's okay before?

But his inquiries went unanswered.

In the blink of an eye, he was the only player left.

Dove didn't even speak.

"Huhuhuhuhu..."

A threatening snoring sounded deep in her throat.

There was a beast-like light in those pupils.

In the cafe, there was also a wave of light—like a tree drawn by crayons rose from the surrounding walls, and the light became dim.

Dove jumped high and landed between a tree branch drawn with a crayon.

The cold moonlight shone on her.

——The gorgeous fur looked more like a monster than this one moment.

But right now.

The cold air scattered from the floor and then gathered.

The invisible and intangible cold is bound to the lotus, which seems to gather slowly and quickly, like the petals of the lotus closing.

A girl with long pink and purple hair and a delicate face like a puppet calmly opened the door of the cafe.

The next moment——the "Monster Dove", which was transformed into an ice sculpture, slowly disappeared as if erased by some invisible force.

Along with it disappeared, the surrounding illusory wall like a witch's enchantment.

The surrounding environment, once again returned to the cafe.

"Celecia..."

Ellie made a sound in surprise.

Hearing this, Celicia was slightly startled.

Then she showed a somewhat ambiguous smile and narrowed her eyes: "Call me captain, little Elle...

"—you should know. Where are we?"

Her voice was low and slightly dangerous.

But it is still possible to communicate.

Ailei said anxiously, "This is..."

She just spoke up.

The door to the cafe opened again.

"Celecia," the middle-aged man asked with a frown, "is there still a place?"

"Oh, yes, teacher!"

Celicia turned her head back respectfully, and showed a sincere smile to the middle-aged man.

It was a sincere and attached, even a little fanatical smile.

But the figure of this person who came in made Longjing Cha's pupils shrink slightly.

On the thumb of his right hand, there was an ice ring exuding a cold air, and he was leaning on a heavy cane. There was still no expression on his face, his pupils were cold and his expression stiff like a puppet.

His figure and appearance seem to be somewhat similar to... the "Winter Defender" Vladimir. Just much younger than the old man.

It's like... a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

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