March 1.

Half a month has passed since Annan left Nefertari's side.

However, in the past half a month, they have not never seen each other.

After all, Niusel's daily job is to patrol the city – or rather wander around. Although the order of the underground city is much more chaotic than that of the above-ground city, it is because of the large number of floating populations.

And the Spore Mill itself is a small place that prefers to retire for the elderly. I don't even have a souvenir, and I can't get a few fresh faces in a month. Everyone is a neighbor, and they know each other well, so there will be no accidents.

Normally, Niusel's job is to help an old lady fix a high-tech wheelchair, help a child get a ball from a tree, or someone who goes out and forgets the key and asks Niusel to open a door with his digger's high-privilege key. Perhaps the biggest part of the work is the two-hour round-trip commute.

In Lin Yiyi's words: Niusel is ostensibly the top manager of the underground city, but in fact, he is the level of a police officer.

And it's even a bit insulting to say so.

At least the number of households in the police area is more than ten times more than the number of households in the spore mill - the entire spore mill, counting the floating population, is about 1,000 people.

"It's not as crowded as the old community I rented."

Lin Yiyi said.

Four secretly agreed: "That is, the level of our three dormitory buildings." ”

After all, the land here doesn't cost money.

So everyone lives very scattered and the house is big.

The underground city has low prices and no living pressure, so you won't starve to death if you find a job...... In addition, there is a special planting layer, so no one will make a living from farming in the urban layer.

As a result, the spore mill became like a closed village where only the elderly were left to retire and the fields had been abandoned. No one comes, no one leaves, no life pressure, no passion.

The cost of relocation in the underground city is very low, and people who are not satisfied with this life have basically left.

Niusel and Nefertari have little opinion on this either.

Rather, they actually prefer this kind of quiet and ordinary life.

Although no one has confessed to them so far, and they have not theoretically started a formal relationship...... But whether it is Annan or the three players, they have already eaten dog food to the point of panic.

That is, Miss Werewolf, who is young enough and doesn't know anything about feelings, is still a little confused.

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In such a comfortable environment, daily patrols are not so much work as exercise to keep yourself from getting lazy, just like walking birds and dogs.

Every time Niusel passed by the villa where Annan and the players lived, he would run to sit inside. He would bring some snacks or fruit himself, come in for a few cups of tea, and talk to anyone casually.

Now that they are gradually getting acquainted, the four dark carvings and the wine will not recognize their lives.

And Niusel is also quite talkative.

Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he would take the Annan Five out for dinner - yes, the five.

It's different from the last time I went to the Greywood Forest to do business...... There is more or less privacy in the advancement, and it needs to be kept confidential. It makes sense to lock Doreen up at home and watch over the house.

But if you go out to eat and still don't take her, it will be too cruel.

Doreen is a true werewolf after all. Although it does have dog ears, it is obvious that it cannot be kept as a pet dog......

However, the percentage of Niusel who is in a good mood is quite high.

Eleven of the fourteen days he was in a good mood.

- After all, he has seen the sincerity of the "hidden eye".

Not only did it smoothly purify the spore mill.

And shortly after that, the waypoint was built.

And Annan was also very cooperative, making a CG. Indicating that the new expansion pack [Wheel of Fortune] has been opened, players who are calling on foreign travelers to come back and open up the wasteland:

The first is Annan, who leads the player in a charge towards the burning Zedi Black Tower.

"If you want my soul, then you can try it."

Annan's whispers rang out.

Ahead is an overwhelming sea of undead.

And in the back are fearless players.

Annan stood in the middle of the picture, his silver-white hair fluttering freely in the storm—

On the parchment-like picture, the picture freezes here.

【You have successfully defeated the Spiritual Monk】

"Bernardino ...... Do you want to escape from your fate. ”

Annan's ethereal voice came.

The parchment paper picture has switched to the sublimation form of Annan.

He floated like a god. Judgment was given to Bernardino the Monk.

The picture moved instantly, and the infinite light drowned out the picture.

After the light, there is a world of complete darkness.

The stone father, who looked like a Buddha statue, said slowly in the darkness.

"As we all know, [fate is the wheel of the heavenly chariot], and it will leave traces only after it has passed."

Father Stone's calm and extremely magnetic voice came.

Then pierced the darkness with a faint, Martian glimmer.

It was the fire that the Dmitry cigar had just lit.

"See me here...... Is it part of the 'future' you see? ”

He questioned Ghirlandaio, who was always smiling gently, bluntly.

"Brother......

Annan's voice murmured.

[The Wheel of Fortune Has Begun]

[The traitor who once swore to protect Annan, but betrayed his mission, the trace of Vladimir has reappeared]

At the same time, Ivan Rindon's voice slowly sounded:

"The 'thumb' of the previous Winter Hand, Vladimir, has long since betrayed Winter-"

An old man with an old-fashioned face, cold pupils, and a stiff puppet-like expression drew as quickly as a pencil. Straight upright.

He wears a heavy high-necked tan trench coat, a dark brown top hat with beaver fur, a cane in his hand, heavy plush boots, and an ice ring on his right thumb.

Beside him was a shy young man with light brown hair, very white skin, and freckles on his face. His cheeks were so thin that they were sunken inward. Perhaps it was because of fear, maybe it was bad influence, or maybe it was plain shyness, and his back was a little rickety.

Ivan Rindon's voiceover sounded again:

"Vladimir has fled underground. However, Thoronik relied on Vladimir's authority and used the resources left by his teacher to organize a rebel army called the 'Icebreaker Army'. ”

[Cold Hands, and Feverish Hearts]

[The traitors who have been incognito in the underground abyss for a long time have opened their eyes because of the power of the saints]

At the end of the dimly lit corridor, the image of Thoronik and Vladimir standing side by side suddenly moved.

Thoronick's young and fanatical voice rang out: "Only the teacher is willing to take me in, only the teacher is willing to teach me the knowledge of killing......"

"—The teacher is my benefactor! For the sake of the teacher, I don't even want to die! ”

In the final scene, Nefertari is sitting across from the camera.

She looked at this side seriously and said:

"Before the first of July, Vladimir the Reverse Winterist will definitely come to the Bone Raising Land."

"—we still have a lot of time."

Ghirlandaio's voice rang out.

[Go and get stronger with all your might]

"—we're running out of time."

Annan Rindong's voice rang out.

[to stop their plot]

[Anyway-]