…… Hey?

This "skeleton man" actually took the initiative to talk?

Has this conversation ever arisen before?

Longjingcha was a little surprised, and he looked up - to find that the others were just as surprised as himself.

- That means no.

Strange, how exactly did this conversation trigger......

Long Jingcha thought in his heart, but a kind and convincing smile immediately appeared on his face: "We do have a little problem and want to ask you for help......"

"Oooh! Please say it," the boy said confidently, "I happen to be free today!" ”

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

Longjing Tea stretched out his hand, shook hands with the young man, and performatively straightened his face with a serious expression: "I am Longjing Tea Patrol, and I am also the 'Special Spell Advisor' of Angus City. ”

“…… Oooh! ”

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

He reached out and wiped his pants indiscriminately, shook hands with Longjing Tea and bowed to him slightly: "Hello, Officer Longjing Cha!" My name is Midas, and I'm a ...... Well, it's a student. ”

…… Midas? Turns out that your real name is this?

Long Jing Cha'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 ended up giving his daughter...... This is also where the word "goldfinger" comes from, but other details are not well remembered.

Damn, if only it could be Baidu......

Longjing Tea vaguely realized that there seemed to be some secret hidden in the real name of the Skeleton Gong.

But this face ...... Is this what crumb bones looked like before they became gods?

No, no, definitely not.

Before the crumbs became gods, giants were right, and giants not only had an average height of more than three meters, but also only one eye.

But Midas was clearly an ordinary human.

He even looks a little thin.

- Is he really a skeleton?

Such thoughts of self-doubt appeared in Longjingcha's heart again.

"Let's not say so much," Long Jingcha thought in his heart, but he didn't worry about him controlling his expression and asked the young man calmly, "It's getting dark, do you have any place for us to stay?" This wilderness is obviously not a good place to talk. ”

When he said this, he was actually secretly knocking on the side.

It's a test to see if these "NPCs" know that after dark, people will go crazy and attack each other.

But the teenager did not react at all.

He just had a ", I don't think I forgot to do my homework" expression: "Speaking of which, I originally came here to find a tutor!" ”

"Hey, isn't that going to delay your time?"

Longjing Tea asked with a look of concern.

The young man shook his head sadly: "Forget it, it's too late...... But let's go to the city. It's really not a place to talk. ”

"Well, though...... What are you doing here? Coming back from outside the city? ”

Long Jing Tea continued to ask sideways.

As a result, I didn't expect to ask a big question this time:

“…… What is out of town? ”

The young man turned back suspiciously: "[Outside the city]...... What is it? ”

Longjing Tea's pupils shrank slightly.

An inexplicable, unexplained sense of dread made him swallow.

Because there were no motorcycles, they wasted a lot of time walking back. When I finally sat down at a café, the sky was already starting to redden—it was sunset.

And on the way, Longjing Tea also asked for some information that gave him a bit of a headache.

The white-haired, thin boy who is suspected of being a "skeleton man who has lost his memory" seems to have no concept of "outside the city" at all.

According to what he mentions in his account, all the people in the city have never left the city – or rather, they don't have the concept of "something outside the city" at all.

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

When asked about history, Midas is completely unclear. He didn't study history...... He doesn't care what the future holds.

Although there is a complete set of world logic here, it is like a fragment cut out of it...... Even the opposite of an ordinary nightmare. In ordinary nightmares, every being is completely real, and it is even possible to perceive that it is 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 replied without hesitation - he wanted to show his thesis to his tutor.

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

As for what will happen after showing the paper to his supervisor, he doesn't know.

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

——Taoyuan Township. 12

Soon, players realized what it was.

There is no "outside" and "inside", there is no "war" and "destruction", and even the concepts of "past" and "future" are blurred. There is no word for the past, and there is no hope for the future.

It's the real ...... A group of "happy" people who "live in the moment".

Another idea was born in the heart of Longjing Tea.

- Are they really real people?

It's just too much like some kind of program.

Soon, in the quiet waiting of the players.

Night soon fell.

After the sun went down, it suddenly became a lot quieter...... But for a while, Longjing Tea couldn't tell where it had changed.

"Shall we go find someone else first?"

Longjing Tea asked a few other people.

Delicious Wind Goose nodded.

He said in a deep voice, "Let's go find the centaur first." If she hadn't gone mad yet, we should be able to find more clues......"

"And what about Midas?"

"Do you want Dove to look at him? Dove's nose is pretty good, too," Delicious Wind Goose smiled and stroked Dove, whose real name is Chocolate, "If needed, she can smell it and come to her......"

He didn't finish his words.

Because just now, Dove's mouth suddenly opened wide—her mouth instantly expanded five or six times, and she bit off and swallowed the left hand of the unsuspecting delicious wind goose, along with his upper body.

“…… Dove?! ”

Longjing Tea was taken aback.

- When exactly?

And didn't Dove say it was okay before?

But his inquiries went unanswered.

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

Dove didn't even speak.

"Huhuhu......"

A threatening snoring sounded deep in her throat.

There was a beastly light in those pupils.

The café suddenly lit up with a light - trees painted like crayons rose from the surrounding walls, and the lights dimmed.

Dove leaped high and landed among the branches of a crayon-drawn tree.

The cold moonlight shone on her.

- There has never been a moment when that colorful fur looks more like a monster.

But at this moment.

The cold dispersed from the floor and then gathered.

The formless and qualitative cold is confined to the lotus flower, which seems to slowly gather and close, like the petals of the lotus flower.

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

The next moment, the "monster Dove" that turned into an ice sculpture slowly disappeared as if it had been erased by some invisible force.

Along with the disappearance, there are also illusory walls like witches enchantments around them.

The surroundings are once again retreated to a café.

"Celicia ......"

Elle let out a voice in surprise.

Hearing this, Celicia was slightly stunned.

Then she smiled a little ambiguously, and her eyes narrowed: "Call me Captain, little Elle......

"—you should know. Where are we? ”

Her voice was low and dangerous.

But it's still somewhat communicative.

Elle said a little anxiously, "This is ......"

She's just got a head.

The door to the café opened again.

"Celicia," the middle-aged man asked with a frown, "Is there still a place?" ”

"Oh, yes, teacher!"

Celicia looked back respectfully and smiled heartily at the middle-aged man.

It was a sincere, attached, even fanatical smile.

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

On the thumb of his right hand, he wears an ice ring that exudes a chilling air, and he carries a heavy cane in his hand. There was still no expression on his face, his pupils were cold, and his expression was stiff like a puppet.

His posture and appearance seem to be the same as ...... That "Winterbreaker" Vladimir is somewhat similar. It's just a lot younger than the old man.

It's like ...... Middle-aged people in their forties and fifties are the same.