Waking up from the darkness, Nan Tieshan slowly raised his head, then propped up his upper body, and found that he seemed to be in a closed room. In the shaking of the not-so-bright light, a square table fixed on the floor
Standing quietly in the center of the narrow room, there seemed to be something similar to a wine glass placed on it, as if it was used to entertain someone. There were also some thin decorations hanging on the left and right sides of the wall made of wood, adding to this
The place was dressed like a living room, but the cold and hard bed board under his body and the unbearable noise constantly reminded him that this was a place not suitable for staying for a long time.
Especially after he heard the shouts from outside.
"...It's malfunctioning! Hurry..."
"Go to the shore...we are going to..."
what happened?
Rubbing his forehead slightly, Nan Tieshan woke up for a moment, and then confirmed the fact that he was indeed in the game. However, the scene here and now was different from the grand battlefield and battle he had imagined.
There seemed to be a slight difference in the scene of the fight - everything in the sight seemed to shake for a moment, and then returned to normal again.
"I... wasn't I in the League Cup game?" He asked to himself: "How did I teleport to a place like this..."
With a creaking and rubbing sound, the door to the room was slowly pushed open. The noise and calls for help quickly amplified, and a dark corridor appeared in front of him. He still felt shaky.
, the big man in black armor stretched his head back and forth to poke around, then slammed the door and rushed out from one side of the corridor.
He must understand the current situation... This is what he is thinking right now.
"Hey you……"
"Wow ah ah ah - you, please let me go..."
"Where is this place? What happened?"
"It's going to end here! You should run away for your life!"
The NPC-looking man who was caught yelled, and finally broke free from Nan Tieshan's pull and ran into the darkness of the corridor. He shook his head helplessly, turned around and rushed up a staircase, and then in the light
At the slightly brighter corner, a figure stopped again.
"Listen, if you move again, I will blow your head off." This time Nan Tieshan learned the lesson - he grabbed the man's neck, pressed him against the wall, and then suddenly
With one punch, a big hole was opened in the wooden wall next to his head: "Did you hear clearly?"
The man just nodded his head desperately, as if he was frightened.
"Where is this?"
"Xing, Xingying..."
Is it really on the boat... The big man lowered his head and thought.
"What happened here?"
"Ship, captain...the engine has failed, we have lost power..."
"Losing power? So what?" Nan Tieshan asked doubtfully: "Can't we just wait for rescue? Why are you so panicked?"
"Wait, wait for rescue?" The man suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Sir, are you, are you a passenger on this ship?"
"Uh...that's right?"
"You, you..." The man's expression became more frightened: "Did you destroy the engine?"
"ah?"
"You, you bastards, you inhumane guys! There are hundreds of lives here!" The man opened his eyes and shouted, and started kicking and beating with his hands and feet: "My wife and children are still at home.
They are still waiting for me to go back! You guys, you guys..."
As if he had lost the way to vent his words, the man's resistance became more intense. Nan Tieshan asked a few more questions impatiently, and finally couldn't bear it and threw the already crazy man to the bottom of the stairs: "
What are you talking about? What does this have to do with me..."
He shook his arm that was so painful from being caught, and then looked up at the top of the steps, where there was a glimmer of light: "It seems..."
"I still have to do it myself."
With a strong force on his feet, he crossed the remaining distance in two or three steps and reached the end of the stairs. There was only a wall between the white light at the corner and the landing of the stairs where he was. He flew across that place and followed the light.
Following the guidance, he suddenly ran out of the cabin.
The sight in front of him made Nan Tieshan open his mouth involuntarily.
The sky was still that clear sky, and the familiar sea blue still filled the top of his head, accompanied by white clouds of various strange shapes, gradually extending to the end that he could not see. Continuous mountains appeared in the distance of his sight.
There is also a dangerous peak that towers into the clouds, like a pillar of heaven, standing proudly in the gap between the mountains. Perhaps because of the sunny weather, some details of those peaks also look very special in Nan Tieshan's eyes.
It was clear, so he immediately recognized that the towering mountain peak seemed to be the place he had been to.
"Your mother..."
Taking broad steps, Nan Tieshan reached the edge of the deck and came to the side of the ship: "Is there a sea around Falling Star Mountain? Why didn't I know..."
The next moment, the dizzying altitude confirmed his inner judgment.
"It turns out to be a ship flying in the sky." Nan Tieshan, who subconsciously held on to a row of guardrails next to him, and took a long time to recover, shook his head with a wry smile: "When did science and technology in the free world change?"
You have to be so advanced..."
Bang!
The sound of the wooden door being kicked open suddenly came from the other side of the deck, and a person ran out from there. But unlike the panicked people Nan Tieshan had seen before, that person's eyes were full of warning.
With doubts, his eyes quickly turned around in the surrounding scene, and then fell on Nan Tieshan's head in the same reaction as Nan Tieshan.
That person also has an ID on his head.
[Eighth round, o68 game, scene selection: Falling Star Shadow.]
[Scene rules: None.]
[Special Rules: Within a limited time, if there is no winner between the two sides, it will be judged as a failure at the same time. 】
[The remaining time is calculated as: five minutes.]
【Get ready to start,——】
"That is..." Clenching his fists, Nan Tieshan looked at his opponent standing on the other side of the deck: "In five minutes, this ship will crash...right?"
"very good!"
He roared, and then rushed in the direction of his opponent who also had the same understanding: "The battle is my favorite battle!"
"Come on! Punch your grandpa first!"
"Ugh..."
At the same time as the battle roar that seemed to spread across the entire sky was heard, the girl sitting in the stands slowly yawned, then put down her hand that was patting lightly, stood up from her seat, and turned back to the others.
: "It's almost time, let's go out early."
"Captain, do you want to rest, or do you want to get back to the game?" the maid who had been sitting in the back asked with a smile.
"Of course I'm going back to...well."
Mengzhu said this subconsciously, and suddenly remembered something, and then suddenly jumped up: "What time is it now?"
"The real time is 4." Ningyu Ninglan replied: "44 minutes."
"It's getting late, I'll log off first!" The girl waved her hand urgently, then turned back to the others and said: "I'll leave the rest to you first! Remember to complete a few more commissions...ah,
By the way, there’s also…”
"Remember to keep an eye on that guy and don't let him be lazy!"
As these words fell, the figure of the girl, which gradually blurred, finally disappeared completely. Amidst the question marks on Xiao Hongchen's face who still didn't understand why, Lan's whispers and the maid quickly looked at each other, and the latter nodded.
, and then said with a smile: "I understand, please don't worry."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
He replied quickly, then turned around and gradually disappeared while running. A moment later, a mature and elegant woman opened the door of her room and shouted towards the bottom of the villa where she was.
Written by: "Lian'er! Where is Lian'er?"
"Here! What's wrong, sister?"
"Brother Feng showed up."
"ah--?"
Different from the surprise reaction of the waitress, the woman walked down the stairs while stroking her curly hair: "Go and inform our people to inquire about the whereabouts of a man named Mo Shang Qingshan. If you can't find it,
If you arrive..."
She gritted her teeth: "Just go find a girl named Mengzhu, find out all the information about these people, and then report it to me."
"Okay! Got it!"
"Try not to alarm them, and..." As if remembering something, the woman wearing little clothes turned around and warned: "Remember to keep it secret."
"clear."
The sound of hurried running gradually disappeared in the distance of the villa. The woman looked at the gorgeous chandelier above the living room, her perfect body line quietly embedded in the large chair behind her body, her eyes gradually relaxed, like
He looked relieved: "I won't...give up again..."
"I won't give up anymore."
As if repeating something, after a while, she made up her mind and sat up again. Carrying her clothes, she walked slowly to a corner of the living room with bare feet, then picked up a clever communication ball, and quickly
A signal was dialed. After a while, the gentle and rhythmic voice of a woman's conversation began to gradually echo in the living room.
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"Hello……"
"..."
"Hello!"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Back in time a little earlier, Duan Qing and Qian Zhihe, who had climbed over the wall to enter the mansion again, had now reached through the second floor window - under Duan Qing's previous observations and calculations,
It seems that the guards who have become much more relaxed due to the departure of the owner are not a big problem. The large blind spot and the various rockery bonsai in the courtyard of the mansion provided a lot of convenience for them to sneak in before.
They even rested in the garden behind the courtyard for a while before climbing up to the second floor, while hiding the disguises they had prepared.
Due to lack of preparation, the red girl seemed to have sprained her ankle when she was thrown in, and this was already the biggest difficulty they had encountered so far.
"Don't be loud and you ignore me..." Looking at Duan Qing's warning eyes, the girl's voice slowly lowered: "Okay, I'm just afraid of being alone..."
"Don't worry, this is already the destination."
Reluctantly putting down the paper in his hand, Duan Qing walked to Qian Zhihe who was sitting by the window. He first checked her injuries, then squatted next to her and said, "The defense is more sparse than expected.
, so we may be able to stay here for a while longer, so don’t help us find it and rest more, I don’t want to..."
"I'll take you out later."
"It's not because of you! If you hadn't thrown me out suddenly, how could I have been hurt?" The girl pouted her lips dissatisfied, and at the same time tried her best to hold back the smile on her face: "You are going to tell me later
Be responsible!”
Would you please stop being so easily misunderstood...
Rubbing his forehead, Duan Qing returned to the desk in the center of the room and began to check the pages again. At the same time, he tried hard to prick up his ears and pay attention to the movement outside the door and window. However, he expected the waiters and patrols who might come to clean the room.
None of the guards seemed to show up, but the girl sitting on the ground behind her never stopped talking.
"Brother Qingshan, why are you so serious?"
"Professionalism, do you understand professionalism... Well, if that elusive Kima sees it and we don't try our best, it will be very embarrassing."
"..."
"Brother Qingshan, why are you so strong?"
"...This is a setting in the free world. People with high strength can basically do this."
"But don't you feel awkward about this? You are a human in the game, but you can't do these things in the real world..."
"This is a matter of personal adjustment. If you adapt well, you can thrive in the game." Duan Qing replied without looking back: "Many players, even professional players, need to gradually
They must adapt to this process, otherwise... it will be difficult for them to become stronger."
"That is... you people are actually schizophrenic?"
"...No matter how divided we are, it can't compare to those of you who play mages."
"..."
"Brother Qingshan, actually... you can leave me outside." After another period of silence, the girl's voice came over in a low voice: "I am such a burden, and my feet were twisted after being thrown in..."
"Really?" Duan Qing interrupted the other party without looking back: "I only remembered it after you reminded me... Next time, I forgot this time."
"Well……"
"It seems to be preparations and ideas about some issues in the parliament... This Stanford does seem to be a conservative." There seemed to be no sound behind him, and Duan Qing was finally able to check these things seriously: "El
"Chronicles of Nephia"? Does the so-called nobility come from tradition? Well, but I am also interested. I will find another copy later and read it... This knife... is very gorgeously decorated, but it is just a blank slate. I am very merciful.
No more...what is this, a letter from Fortes? But why is there only an envelope, and where is the letter?"
"Hello……"
"Wow!"
Duan Qing, who was immersed in searching, was startled by the sudden call from behind. He patted his chest and turned around, then pressed back the girl who was about to climb on top of him: "I didn't tell you to wait there.
? Why did you come here anyway?"
"It's so boring." The girl pouted, then raised a piece of paper in her hand: "And I found this, look what it is..."
"Oh?" Duan Qing snatched the white paper over and said, "Is this the letter... Tsk."
The content on that piece of paper was not the letter from Fords as Duan Qing imagined, but a shopping list for the mansion. Apart from some wrinkles and damage, most of the content on it could still be identified. At first
Duan Qing, who admitted his mistake, wanted to just look at it and throw it away, but as time passed, his eyes were gradually attracted to it.
"Rice, Kirby oil, mountain rhinoceros meat... these are pretty normal, but what are the following?" Duan Qing whispered: "Magic powder? Lizard horns? And a lac of rubies?"
"These... should be casting materials." Thousand-Zhihe, who was kneeling on a chair beside him, stretched out his head and said, "Or they are experimental materials. I saw these things when I went to the Mages Council..."
"Is Stanford still a magician? What does he want with these things..."
"It's a pity that he is not a magician."
With the sound of this voice and the two people's vigilant movements, Kima, dressed in black and carrying a breeze, suddenly appeared in front of them. (To be continued.)
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