When Lu Tiao woke up, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
There was a sense of oppression on his face, and he caught a glimpse of a bare foot stepping on his face.
The soles of these feet are white, small, and soft. I don’t know why, but there is a familiar feeling, as if I have been stepped on many times.
Lu Tan couldn't help but taste it.
"Wow, disgusting!"
A voice came from above, and the foot was raised.
Lu Tanzania looked up and saw slender ankles, white calves, slightly voluptuous thighs, and what was under the skirt.
Phew——
Lu Tiao was stepped on again.
"What are you looking at?"
was reprimanded.
If it were some people with abnormal psychology and special quirks who saw it at this time, they would definitely shout "get out of the way and let me come", "swear a few more words" and so on.
But Lu Jian is a normal human being with normal thinking, mental health, and extremely high rationality.
He just felt a little salty.
Soon, the foot moved away.
Lu Jian saw that Baobao was sitting on the bed in front of him, with two soft legs crossed on the soft carpet.
"You're awake."
Leopard said.
Lu Tiao slowly got up. He first checked his status.
At least he's still human.
In the field of vision, there are some silver spots swaying, trying to reorganize meaningful text symbols, but they are fragmented and unsustainable.
Lu Jian didn't have any extraordinary items on his body. He tried to materialize a silver revolver [Last Words], and the reassuring weapon appeared in the palm of his hand.
Back, but not fully back.
"Where is this?"
Lu Tan looked around and found that this room had beds, tables, chairs, and windows. Judging from the decoration style, it looked like it was from the early part of the last century. There were pens, ink, and open books on the table.
Lu Jian didn't recognize the characters in it.
"As you can see, the ruined capital."
Leopard said casually.
"Is this a wasteland?"
Lu Tan didn't quite believe it.
He came to the window, looked outside, and saw that the sky was shrouded in smog, with thick smoke billowing from factory chimneys in the distance. On the streets that could be seen from the house, there was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.
"What era is this abandoned city?"
Lu Tan turned around and asked.
Leopard is wearing modern clothes, short sleeves and short skirt, like a junior high school student on a trip.
"There is only one era in the ruined capital. Under His watch, time here cannot flow backwards."
She smiled and said.
"Have you not noticed that the time you have experienced in the abandoned capital has always been from ancient times to the present?"
After Bao Bao reminded him, Lu Tan briefly recalled the mission to the abandoned city that he had not experienced much, and found that although the time flow rate in the middle may be different, they were indeed arranged in chronological order, and there was no sudden return to the abandoned city.
The ancient times of the capital have traveled back to the current situation of the abandoned capital.
He didn't pay attention to it before, he just thought it was a coincidence.
Now think about it carefully, the chosen ones have a strong observer effect, can rewrite history, and fix it through the place of silence, while the old rulers, gods above gods, they are stronger observers.
Once witnessed, the fate is closed and cannot be tampered with.
In this way, it will be even more difficult to tamper with the history of the abandoned capital when Charlotte herself exists here.
At least Lu Tan's missions in the abandoned capital did not involve anything too extraordinary. Even if they were related to Taoist Heming, they were just the remnants of the other party's will. In the end, Charlotte was not responsible for them all.
As for gang conflagrations and the like, their impact on the entire historical process of the foreign land is minimal.
"Where's Charlotte?"
Lu Tan asked again. When he came to Baopao, the girl's clothes seemed to be a little too big. One side of her clothes slipped off her shoulders, which made people feel that her shoulders were so slippery.
"You are here and you are still asking Him?"
Leopard looked at Lu Jian slightly strangely.
"I still want to ask you."
Lu Tiao didn't know why. He only remembered that he solved the heavy rain in the wasteland, and then met the [Man of Darkness]. He came to a world without any extraordinary power and met many dead people. Later, he came into contact with
Some extraordinary powers in that world are finally forced to come into contact with pollutants in an attempt to return to the extraordinary.
Lu Tran's memory almost ends here.
After that, there are expanding pieces of meat, all kinds of crazy and illogical thoughts, and a huge rust-red planet.
By the way, Kohaku and Shia.
Lu Tiao suddenly recalled that he still didn't know what happened to those two people.
Although it is just a fake created by extracting souls, for the two people who are truly dead, this is tantamount to a second life.
What's more, the closed loop has been reached, and it is the original ones that cannot be saved, not the new ones.
Drizzt, Hongye, and more people from that world also have the opportunity to return.
"I have no idea."
Lu Jian told the truth.
"Then what's in your hand?"
Leopard asked again.
Only then did Lu Tiao notice that he had been holding a stick-like object in his hand since just now.
This thing is like a flute, crystal clear, like the bones of some kind of creature.
There are also some holes on the stick, which are straight in the middle and straight on the outside, with no vines or branches.
"This is.?"
When Lu Tan picked up this thing, he didn't have any information related to it in his mind.
Is this thing not polluted?
Lu Tiao found it strange, because the texture was similar to his suona. It was obvious that this was definitely not a creation of the human world, but something from a foreign land must contain pollution.
Even if the pollution level is very low and is not enough to cause erosion to the current land, the knowledge that comes with pollution should still exist.
But this thing does not carry any knowledge or pollution, just like something that should exist in this world.
"Can you blow it?"
Leopard said.
Lu Tiao lifted it up and didn't know where the hole was. He blew randomly without making any sound.
"How about you give it a try?"
Lu Tan handed the instrument to Bao Bao.
Leopard took it and just put his mouth on one of the holes, then suddenly moved away.
"You blew it, it was so dirty."
"What's so dirty about this?"
Lu Tan found it incredible that Bao Bao still disliked him.
"Didn't you lick this just now?"
Leopard raised his leg again to signal.
"Then I've swallowed it."
Lu Tan explained seriously.
"Tsk, tsk, disgusting."
Baopao said, picked up a handkerchief on the table, wiped the instrument, and tried it, but it had no effect.
"Isn't your playing posture not right?"
Lu Tan looked at the way Leopard's pink tongue traced the holes on the instrument, and he always felt that something was wrong.
"Give it back to you."
Baobao threw the instrument to Lu Jian.
Lu Tan wiped the saliva-covered instrument with a handkerchief.
"By the way, why are you here?"
he asked again.
"You still have to ask, of course He asked me to come."
