New Jersey, USA, in a room in an ordinary house.

Crash!

The curtains were torn open, and sunlight poured in, diluting the musty smell a bit. The owner of the room, the albino boy, narrowed his eyes and yawned at the sun. He looked around, then leaned over and picked up the chips bags one by one and stuffed them into the trash. He packed up the garbage, walked out of the room, walked down the stairs, and came up with a vacuum cleaner.

After a while, a middle-aged 'woman' and 'woman' passed by the corridor and saw the young man with albinism cleaning the room, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. She held on to the 'door' frame and asked, "Son, how are you?" ”

"I'm fine, thank you." The boy looked up, and his numb, cold gaze revealed behind the myopic lenses, as if he was not talking to his mother but a stranger.

"Oh...... Shall I help you? ”

"Thanks, but I'll clean my room." The boy concentrated his 'spirit' on the vacuum cleaner, cleaning the floor inch by inch, and did it quite meticulously, almost like a housewife.

The middle-aged 'woman' and 'woman' looked worriedly for a while, then sighed and left: "I'll go get you potato chips." ”

"Thanks, Mom."

After the boy finished cleaning, he began to tidy up his desk and bookcase. In fact, he didn't need to be organized, because his books were neatly arranged. The only thing that was not returned to the bookcase was the Gallic Wars on the bedside table, with more than a dozen bookmarks of different colors 'inserted' on the edge of the pages.

After a while, the room looks very tidy, and there is no musty smell as long as you bask in the sun again.

Then the boy dragged in a box of potato chips placed at the entrance of the 'door', closed the 'door', and pulled the curtain again. He grabbed the air freshener in the corner and sprayed it, then sat down in front of his computer and began to eat potato chips. The salty smell of potato chips, the musty smell of the room, and the artificial 'flower' scent combine to make healthy people suffer from allergies.

"Huh? The sunshine is suddenly so hot in June? The teenager grunted, opening a video of a game on the front page of the forum.

The video was shot in June last year, on the day of the "Doomsday 'Encounter'", and was shot by a player after Sarah Menroe broke off the fleet. A male 'sexual' human warrior armed with a serrated sword is clearly the focus of the video, constantly wielding a murder weapon, splitting apart otherworldly creatures, and triggering the "one-hit kill" effect from time to time, even being able to hold on to the stormy offensive.

The boy clicked "Pause" suddenly, and then stared at the monitor silently. At this moment, the videographer gave the male 'sexual' human warrior a large facial close-up. The warrior is bleeding profusely, and the two black eyes look extremely intimidating, and he can play the role of a ghost in a horror movie without stunts and makeup.

"Oh, what should I say......" The boy grabbed a large handful of potato chips, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them mechanically.

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The border of Astante and Sara 'Men'roe.

Watching the carriage leave, Giarmani shrugged his shoulders and asked Blameless, "What should we do next?" ”

"Catch up!" Coffee yelled.

The new task of the Intelligence Department is to let "Si Le Bing" cooperate with other mercenary groups to put pressure on the White Bone Tyrant and his party in a 'harassing' way. This kind of task is usually not 'handed over' to "Silebing", and the NPC probably thinks that "Slebing" will not hold the organization back this time.

Blameless shook his head: "There's a great god over there, we don't have a chance of win-"

"Yo, Robin Hood, you're there."

When they turned around, they saw an old horse speeding up to them, and it was the poaching expert and the rock trigger on the horse's back. He nodded to Chigami, "Do you see the fire ambition?" ”

Chigami wordlessly pointed to the grassy slope to the west, where a charred passage stretched into the woods, covered in ash and charcoal.

"Yes, no one else can have as much firepower as him." Rock Trigger looked pity: "If I hadn't been stopped and asked for directions, he wouldn't have been the one who arrived here first." Which way does the sunshine go in June? Oh, thank you, young lady, and goodbye! Whew-!! ”

Charge Wild!

The great god is gone, and it's really hard for his old horse. Coffee lowered his arm and looked at Wu Blame defiantly: "Hey, another great god is making trouble with the captain, what else do you have to say this time?" You know my 'sexual' personality, it doesn't matter who he is, if he dares to be rude to me, I'll beat him up with big teeth! ”

"I know, I know." Wuyi frowned, just wanted to say something, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm going, what kind of luck is it today?" ”

The teammates were puzzled, and when they looked at him, it suddenly became clear that in the direction where the rock trigger came out there was another white-robed sacrifice, and the sacrifice had gentle eyes, as if it would not be angry at all. Maybe newcomers don't know this person, but it's impossible not to know "Si Le Bing", who has been struggling since the beginning of the open beta of "Qiankun": this is a "paranoid" righteous dance music, the first person to step into level 70 in the whole server, although he has not become a god yet, but watershed players and gods will not underestimate him.

The Dance of Justice nodded to everyone and went straight to the point: "I know your relationship with Junesunshine, but Junesunshine must be stopped. If you can, please help me. In addition to healing support, I also have a certain amount of combat power, and I can also restrain the 'despicable blood' of June Sunshine. ”

"Although I can't get treatment, I'm completely in favor of it." Coffee gave a blameless look.

Blameless looked at the faces of several of his teammates, and finally nodded, and sent a team invitation to Righteous Dance: "If only you could be a regular member." ”

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Sara 'Monroe', the Prince's mansion.

His Royal Highness sat down in the leather chair in the reception room, rested his legs on the table, and wiped his fine hunting knife with a soft cloth. From time to time, he raised his knife, allowing the light of the blade to 'shoot' past his eyes. On the walls of the reception room hung hanging boards with elk heads, wolf heads, bear heads, and even a huge eagle head, the size of which could only have been that of a griffin. There are more than a dozen hanging boards, large and small, each of which is the proud achievement of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Wait a little longer, and the animals that have finished hibernation will have 'spirits'." His Royal Highness the Prince muttered to himself, waved his hand, and the hunting knife broke through the air and flew straight to the 'door' board. At this moment, someone pushed open the 'door', and the hunting knife grazed the man's cheek and nailed it to the wall of the corridor, and the blade of the knife was nearly half deep into the wall, which showed that it was indeed a good knife.

The man's feet were weak, and he looked straight at the prince, but he couldn't come back to his senses. Blood slowly trickled down his face.

The prince snorted and said, "Knock on the 'door' before you come in." How's it going? ”

"Your Highness, the Knights of the Iron Hoof have done their best and rushed to Astant. It is said that Marshal Evil Eye and St. Jonny have reached some kind of agreement, so let it go unhindered. The man hurriedly bowed down and reported the news of the spying.

"Are you sure Jonny isn't eyeing the car we kept?"

"I'm sure."

The prince cursed regretfully, and ordered: "Then leave it alone, let the car go." Get me the hunting knife back. ”

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The Empire of Twilight, the "City of Waiting".

In the open space in front of the Joint Scientific Research Center, the free first-class cabin put on his goggles, turned his head to Skoll and said, "Actually, your majesty is 'quite 'good'. If I had killed William, I would have saved a lot of effort. ”

"You mean William, the Hungry Beast?" Because the other party could kill him with a wave of his hand, Scowl replied quite seriously, without picking his nose or spitting while talking. He said regretfully: "In the end, I let that guy escape." ”

"Not surprisingly, I've been 'messing around' in the Savage Secret Realm for so long, and I haven't found a chance to kill him completely. He knows too well how to retain strength. Okay, it's time for me to go too. Remember, I'm just returning the favor! ”

With a vicious shout, the free first-class cabin spread its wings, and in a few strokes it flew high into the air, gradually moving away.

Scowl looked up at the shining dot and asked, "Is everything ready?" ”

"Just wait for Sarah Menroe to loosen her grip and let the carriage go to Astant." It was Brian who answered, and he also tilted his head. "Oskol and Clavisol are waiting."

"Tut, this battle will definitely make you and me go down in history." Skoll smiled as he remained in the posture of a great god.

Brian turned his face and said calmly, "I don't need this kind of reputation. ”

"No matter what you say, the truth can't be changed. You're the most terrible man in the Empire, with more blood on your hands than me and the Idiot Emperor combined. Skoll also turned his face to look at the other man, and 'touched' his pipe.

Brian didn't want to talk too much, and turned back to the research center, leaving the necromantic conductor in place to strike matches.

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Yastant, border guard barracks.

It's time to eat. The soldiers finished their day's work and were lining up to eat with lunch boxes. Today's dish is pork 'meat' stewed with beans and spinach soup. The training of the Yastant soldiers does not pursue the growth of strength, so there is no need to eat the 'meat' of the monster all the time like the Orquilla cavalry.

After the rice and soup were prepared, the soldiers sat down one after another, talking and laughing and eating. Their hands trembled and they couldn't hold the soup spoon steadily, so they all raised their bowls to drink the soup boldly. Some of the recruits were so shaken that they couldn't even hold the bowl, so they could only lower their heads and sip, like little 'chickens', so the veterans called them "chickens". Only a small number of people know that some of these "chicken" boys who have not grown all their 'hair' are students sent by the guardian heroes to the military camp for training.

At this moment, the sound of a horn suddenly sounded. Some commanders rushed in and shouted "eat in five minutes", causing everyone to quickly remove the contents of the bowls, and a few "chicken" boys hurriedly spilled the food. Everyone was serious, because the sound of the horn meant that there was an urgent combat mission.