In the library, a young woman in a robe was still sitting on the old rocking chair, holding her own wooden cup and drinking. Next to her, an old man with gray hair looked lazily.

Sitting on the seat next to him, he looked at the woman in front of him with his eyes closed and concentrating with a shit expression on his face.

"That's why I don't want to come to your place." The old man stretched his waist with some difficulty, and then settled down again: "There's not even a good seat."

"You slept on the floor all day long in the Council of Mages, old guy." The woman's eyes still didn't open, and judging from the way she was shaking her head, she seemed to be enjoying the aroma of the drink in the cup: "And you should know that here

It's always been like this, always...poor."

"You should have become rich." The old man didn't care about what the other party said. In fact, he seemed to be somewhat accustomed to this way of talking: "You choose this, and I'm not wrong, but...

....do not forget."

"You are as old as me." Norman grinned.

"I guess you didn't come here specifically to make me unhappy." The woman in the rocking chair finally opened her eyes, and with the swing of her long robe, she placed the wooden cup in her hand on the table next to her: "Let's get straight to the point.

."

"Jin, will be back soon." Seeing this, the gray-headed old man also put away the smile on his face: "The situation over there will be known soon."

"I told you a long time ago that all these efforts are meaningless." The woman said expressionlessly: "This is all an arrangement of fate."

"Hey, if you haven't tried it, how do you know that it's all in vain?" The old man's attitude was not evasive at all, as if the person sitting in front of him was just an ordinary woman: "The results brought by Jin will definitely bring benefits to many people.

Look at the color, and... you will be whatever you are in the future, so what are we doing while we are still alive?"

"It seems that you still don't understand the true sorrow of being a weaver of destiny." The woman clasped her hands together and placed them on her belly: "Foreseeing the future means there is no future."

"I can foresee those scenes, so naturally I can foresee..." The woman's words paused, and then her voice became a little hollow.

"Your efforts."

The old man's face turned ugly.

"So, I see all the choices." The woman closed her eyes again: "It's a pity, but...this is all I see."

"Your efforts are only an unchangeable part of the vast and complicated future. That part does not change those who deserve their destiny." The woman's voice was very slow, like a preacher: "So

Your actions will be integrated into the entire future."

"Do you understand it?"

"..."

The old man didn't say anything, he just looked at her steadily, looking at the woman who was sitting there with her sleeves closed, her robes closed, and her two smooth feet together, like a lady. After a long time, she turned away her hands and looked up.

Curved old ceiling: "That is, what we did... is still not enough to change these, is it?"

The woman was speechless.

"On the other hand, we still have hope, right?"

The woman was silent.

"You have been trying to remind us not to change our destiny, and we have always thought that this was a sign of your...conservatism." The old man pinched his eyebrows: "But in fact, you still have hope, it's just you

We foresee that even if we do this, problems will still arise..."

"If you think so..." The woman finally responded: "That's not bad."

"Is there no way to change all this?" The old man sighed: "At least...save some lives that shouldn't die."

"I can't, you can't, and Jin can't." The woman smiled gracefully, and the whole room seemed to come alive because of her smile: "Fate has told me this countless times, so..."

"Fenghua Town, this is the only way."

"Today is the day when the wheel of fate rolls." She stood up from the rocking chair and slowly walked to the window of the circular room: "Right now, right now."

"Did they find it?" Norman was shocked: "We didn't find it..."

The woman didn't say anything, she just stood quietly in front of the crystal clear glass window, looking at the distance under the mountain through the white and sunset light. Except for the stream gurgling from the mountain and the flying tidbits appearing in the sky.

, there are also beautiful streets with these flowers and leaves, rows of houses side by side with the streets, and occasionally three or two tall buildings standing between the old stone houses.

Among them, there is a tall building in the shape of twin towers, which looks particularly majestic among the many street buildings in Fenghua Town - that is the residence of the Master Council in Fenghua Town. At this time, there are many more people in the vicinity than before.

, and in the woman's seemingly unobstructed view, those people were entangled with each other, fighting, and then running in the other direction.

And that was already the third time Duan Qing had stopped pestering.

According to Duan Qing's own analysis, it would be impossible to break through such an encirclement relying only on the strength of the three remaining people - although this is a free world and one of many virtual game worlds,

However, no matter how strong the attributes of virtual characters are, trying to survive the joint attacks of dozens of people in such a virtual reality is like a fantasy. Except for a few who are equivalent to gods in the game

In addition to NPCs, if players' abilities want to reach this level, it seems that everyone still has a long way to go based on the current situation, not to mention a game like Free World with high authenticity and low survival rate.

, the professional strength of so-called masters and high-level players has been further greatly restricted, so miracles such as "one versus a dozen" in previous games have not been heard for a long time.

What's more, Duan Qing and the others don't have such attributes and equipment at the moment.

The girl in the purple burqa tried her best to protect herself, and with the help of the smiling butcher, she kept moving backwards. Among the three, although her level was not low, her strength should be the lowest. As an NPC, she

The guards may not understand this yet, but the players who belong to Red Soul know the principle of "picking up the weak and pinching the weak". Therefore, in the fierce battle that just broke out, Mengzhu, who was on the weaker side, knew how to protect himself.

, so with the help of the smiling uncle who is good at protection, he has barely survived until now. As for the smiling butcher himself, due to the previous consumption of physical strength and the drag of the big shield, he has no more support to give except guarding here and there.

After all, his favorite weapon is the shield, and what he is best at is also the shield. Until now in the free world, he has not practiced any other weapons besides the shield, so he can barely protect two people including himself in this situation.

The thoroughness is already a rare thing.

Duan Qing is doing the rest of the main things.

The nominal leader of the Fool's Adventure Group seems to be well versed in some kind of chaos. From the moment the three people were surrounded from the front and back, this man holding a sword in one hand and only wearing leather armor tried his best to keep the three people from being separated.

Next, he tried his best to create chaos in the crowd, and rushed left and right in the chaos, looking for opportunities to survive in the scene that was like a boiling oil pan. When he broke through the defense line for the first time, the smiling uncle

A moment ago, in the corner of the dazzling and overwhelming viewing angle where weapons and limbs were flying, I saw a scene of a guard being beaten and flying up.

Then, he was greeted by Duan Qing, rushed out from that direction, and plunged into the garden on the side of Huawu Street.

Flying, stopping suddenly, stepping sideways, and then circling a rockery in the garden for a while, Duan Qing successfully surrounded the chasing soldiers, then charged forward with his sword, and struck the opponent with a powerful slash.

While trying to parry, he flew up with a kick, kicking the enemy and several people behind him backwards. While Uncle Smile and Mengzhu retreated to the rear, several guards on the other side also began to intercept them.

He raised his sword to meet him, and when the opponent attacked first, he suddenly sheathed his sword, turned his feet, and while avoiding the opponent's attack, he got close to the opponent.

He lowered his waist and exhaled, and grabbed the arm that was close by. The next moment, another figure rose into the air and hit the large group of people chasing after him.

"Unless there are a few leading figures,... the NPC routines are just like that." Duan Qing commented in a low voice, and then continued running behind the other two teammates, turning around the garden.

After the bush, I once again encountered several players with various weapons coming from Red Soul.

"As for you..."

While running, the sword in Duan Qing's hand turned like a sword, and then he stamped one foot, forcibly changing the direction of his running. When a big man in front of him swung his weapon because he was unprepared, he stepped forward with one foot,

He stepped sideways, raised his body, and slashed the opponent's chest with his backhand sword.

This sword moved from bottom to top, and collided with the opponent's weapon at chest height. To the surprise of all the opponent's players, the weapon in the hand of the seemingly burly man was tilted diagonally by this impulsive sword.

After lifting it up, his whole body flew out in the opposite direction, crossing a distance of several meters amidst the panicked figures of other players before falling to the ground.

"I'll just scare you."

As the remaining players stared blankly, Duan Qing sheathed his sword and whistled, then...continued his escape.

"What are you doing!" Amidst the roar of the codename Aqiang, the big man held his waist and sat up from the ground. He sat on the ground shaking his head, seemingly not suffering any fatal injuries, and then under the sound of intensive footsteps

In the middle, he was kicked out by the armored man who ran up with a large group of people: "Why are you afraid! He only has one person and you are afraid of him!"

"Hurry up! Pay attention to their escape direction!"

"yes!"

The Huawu Street Garden, which used to be beautiful in the past, was damaged due to this sudden disaster. Within a few minutes, the flowers and leaves that were originally exuding beauty and fragrance were trampled clean by the large group of pursuers -

- Duan Qing once tried to use these things as obstacles, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem to buy it. When the second encirclement was formed, the three people came together again panting, and they had another chance.

Have some brief exchanges.

"Huh...huh...you are quite good at fighting in groups..."

"Ha...ha...I've been beaten a lot before..."

"Hey, is this uncle just a street guy?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm a helpless person. It's okay if you don't help me. Don't just try to trick me into an identity..."

Looking at the crowd that was gradually approaching, Duan Qing looked at the tall building not far away. The typical twin-tower structure was the symbol of the Master Council in Fenghua Town. In front of the building, some shadowy people were already there.

It can be observed from this distance.

Opposite that place is the dilapidated building of the Adventurers Association.

"Our goal is very close." He gasped: "If I work harder, I will...continue to cause chaos."

After that, he took out a dark stick from his arms. Seeing this, the other two people quickly lowered their heads and ran out in a certain direction.

"ah!!"

"my eyes!"

"What is that black iron stick? Is it a flash bomb?"
To be continued...