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Chapter 604: The Su family's man's fancy show-off routine

It was through the murdered depraved wizard to find the accomplice. For Jing Yan, it was afraid that it would be the next task. Of course, with the help of the indigenous people, Jing Yan happily let the cat go. The next task had more powerful in the indigenous people to help, so the little guy naturally let the cat go.

Of course, Jing Yan did not forget to find a caravan for Marceau to go back to Paroonst with his own legs.

After hearing about Marceau's record, and the nod of a native compatriot, the caravan's head, who was also an indigenous grassland elves, hiring Marceau for a hundred gold coins, wasted in vain. When he met a fart spirit, he didn't need Marceau to do it. He just needed to let the cat take action when the caravan encountered a big monster.

As a caravan guard, one hundred gold coins are no longer a small number. Besides, there is no need to do anything wrong. Marceau thinks this plan is simply great.

So along the way, the cat cub watched the player guards and the fart spirits fight each other from time to time, and on the next day, they successfully used the heads of three big goblin warriors to stick their envious and jealous mouths and faces. These three guys had already oppressed the player's mercenary team before the cat cub appeared. Five of the twelve "Hao Play" who were still half a step away from the liberation of the realm. If the cat cub had not taken action, the remaining six-person melee team would not have left the only seriously injured person.

Throwing the head of the goblin to the side of the road, Marceau put away his weapon and climbed back to the roof of the carriage. He enjoyed the warm sunshine of late spring and early summer in the third year of the game. The cat had not yet slept enough to nest on the soft seal skin. The cat yawned first, then hugged the pillow and began to enjoy the sunshine.

Speaking of which, this long-lasting sleep system is really interesting. It allows players to still enter the game in their sleep, but they are not used to it. But to be honest, Marceau feels that his life has been extended a lot.

I heard that this highly infiltrating game helmet has not been produced on a large scale yet, but Youjiu said that he could help Marcelo get a personal special edition. The cat expressed great gratitude for this. This is a good thing. Marcelo can really feel that this game helmet can make the cat react faster than ordinary game helmets and increase it by at least 20%. For Marcelo, many movements can be done as natural as flowing water.

After a loud sniff, the cat who suddenly smelled the disinfectant blinked curiously. What he saw was not the shade of the tree and the sunlight passing through the gaps of the leaves, but the white ceiling and the shadowless lights embedded on it.

Without the soft seal skin and the pillow full of sunlight, the cat sitting up looked at the fixed needle on the vein of his skinny left hand, and a bottle of liquid on a floating rack was transporting into his body.

After moving his toes and accidentally moved, Marceau stood up carefully, walked to the window blocked by the curtains, and stretched out his free right hand to pull the curtains open.

Outside the window is a city where Mars is a little familiar and unfamiliar... The city is the first city on Mars. The black bell tower. Mars remembers that when he was young, he was placed in the breakfast shop by his mother.

But where did those buildings come from?

The cat was looking at the view outside the window, but the door behind him was opened. The cat turned his head and happened to see... Miss Nurse?

"Ah! You're awake!" The nurse widened her eyes, and the plate in her hand hit her feet and couldn't notice it.

Marceau nodded, and the cat, who was a little uncertain and uneasy, asked, "I want to know what year it is."

"Of course it was 2502 AD!" After the nurse said that, she turned around and shouted in the corridor: "Doctor! Come quickly! The patient in bed No. 927 has woken up!"

2497 AD, two hundred years later...

Marceau was sent back to the bed by the doctors who followed him in a daze. After a large layer of examination, one of the doctors put down the report: "Mr. Marceau, you are lucky. No one can wake up after sleeping for two hundred years like you. We have notified your family."

Marceau, who was still a little confused about the situation, asked, "Have you notified my family?"

"Of course, a very cute and beautiful lady has been paying for you for treatment." The doctor said, smiling at Marceau: "To be honest, I have never seen such a affectionate woman. Mr. Marceau, say a fair word, don't let others down."

Marceau was a little stunned until the door of the ward was pushed open again. Looking at the girl standing outside the door who seemed to be wearing a thick Seris mink fur robe because of the weather, Marceau spoke in disbelief: "Penny?"

"Dear! You're awake!" Although there was some change, I saw this face just after lunch. When Marceau thought of this, he reached out and hugged the girl's head that rushed over, and then twisted it 360 degrees.

The screams of the doctors and nurses stopped as if they had stepped on the brakes. Marceau looked at the girl in front of him who had broken his neck but still looked at him with a curious look and shook her head: "What should I call you."

Then I saw the girl pursing her mouth: "How did you find this kitten? I feel like I have simulated it for you."

"First of all, what I doubted for the first time is why I slept in bed for two hundred years but still stood up and walked around as soon as I woke up; secondly, why it was you; thirdly... I never felt that I would be your lover, let alone call each other dear." At this point, Marceau sighed, and there was another point that the cat never felt that the ied on the roadside could not even tear a taxi one meter away.

This is very realistic. The cat never feels that it is lucky. In that case, it is not the luck to survive... In other words, if the cat really survives, then the ones who come in should be Mingmei and Mingen.

Thinking of this, Marceau greeted this: "Hello, Mr. Parrot."

"I'm not a parrot!" A being, who looks like a girl, but one of the most terrifying evil gods in this multi-game universe, screamed loudly.

In response to this, Marceau just shook his head helplessly: "There is not much time left for us." The cat pointed to the ward. This hypocritical world was collapsing. The walls, doctors and nurses were turning into discrete pieces. A portal appeared in front of the door leading to the corridor in the ward. Marceau stood up and walked towards the exit. Before taking the last step, Marceau turned around and looked at the evil god who was still lying on the bed in the ward: "I'm very curious, how did you find me."

"Of course it's my believer. He cursed your name, so I came over with the smell... You little thing is interesting. There are things in your soul that I can't understand, but you must live well until I come to find you." The evil god seemed very happy.
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