"Will they come or not? Regardless of the ending, it is still hard to look forward to..."
"Still struggling? What should I do if I think about it so much? Just accept your destiny like a man."
"What to welcome? The end of blood or the hatchet? If they come, I will have a lot of fun. If they don't come, it will be difficult to deal with the undead. No matter which option it is, it is D. Isn't there a good ending?
"
"Actually, you should change your thinking. When they come, you will have reinforcements. If they can't catch up with you, you will escape. Doesn't that mean you win regardless of whether you win or lose?"
"... Ah Q's spirit is quite amazing. Please return that memory crystal to me, and I guarantee that everything will be fine."
The genius was bright, so I randomly found a restaurant and ordered some breakfast, and sat by the window. Before the food was served, the dead cat was on my back, causing me trouble.
But I don't have the time or energy to chat with her now. After all, it's still during the damn war.
Some people say that to know the economic and political situation of a city, you only need to look at the streets and pedestrian conditions during breakfast time. Morning is a critical time when a city starts to get busy, but the mental outlook and flow of pedestrians directly represent
As for the prosperity of the city, the shops and houses on the streets are the showcase of the urban commodity economy. I still deeply believe in this.
Xingmu City is just a small city. In the past, most of the busy people on the streets were local farmers and merchants. But today, most shops and houses have closed their doors and windows. Passers-by hurriedly running on the streets are often fully armed.
The adventurers recruited temporarily are local professional warriors.
Those adventurers who came for the treasure could be considered as doing good things indirectly, at least providing high-quality combat resources to Starwood City, which was originally lacking in strength.
“Not bad.”
Judging from what we see now, whether they are ordinary citizens or professional soldiers, their spirits are good. Maybe it was yesterday's victory that inspired them. Maybe it was the scene where the undead's vanguard was wiped out that inspired them.
Courage, perhaps simply because the army of the undead has not come yet. At least for now, their morale is very high, and there are even young rookie soldiers who are full of hope, as if they are looking forward to the glory and glory of victory.
"Looking forward to war? Young people are really naive and cute."
"... To be able to yearn for the glory of war so purely, to be able to yearn for honor and victory before entering the battlefield instead of praying to God for survival, isn't it a privilege reserved only for rookies? I personally still hope that he will
I can still maintain this state tomorrow. At least it looks more pleasing to the eye than hiding in the trenches."
"I find it disgusting to see those who rush into the battlefield so excitedly. They are most likely to become cannon fodder in the first round of fighting. You never know what they will do if they are too excited. The most troublesome thing is that they suddenly go crazy without knowing when, thinking that they can
They always think that they are the protagonists of legendary stories, but they don’t know that the so-called protagonists and heroes are just the lucky ones who survived among the countless dead. Ninety-nine percent of newcomers were born within three months.
A little helper who gets a quick lunch.”
"How about a bet?"
"Betting on whether he will live or die? If you can't afford to bet, will you force him to live? It seems a bit too cruel to bet on how many days he can live."
The young man with flaxen hair and freckles on his face didn't know that on the streets he patrolled carefully, there were two unscrupulous seniors who were no longer optimistic about his future.
But we can’t blame us for being too bored. When you have been on too many battlefields and seen too many comrades die suddenly, sometimes it is inevitable that you will become a little nervous.
"Comrade? Only those who have survived three battles are my comrades. I don't need to know your name before you prove your worth and let me remember your name."
Emperor Orin once said this classic saying when he was still a master sergeant. Although it is cruel, it is recognized by many people.
"Is it almost there?"
Dead Cat's inquiry had no beginning or end, but I nodded. The time had already come, but I kept delaying it. It seemed that it was time to make a breakthrough.
The fingers tapped lightly on the table. The crisp sound of "dong dong dong" was linked, and the heartbeat also jumped with this rhythm. The perspective of the eyes changed quietly, and the air suddenly became sluggish. Everything in front of the eyes became sluggish, and people grew up.
Mouth, but no sound can be heard, and the water droplets in the air can clearly see the emotions.
The inexplicable sense of control made me feel like I was in control of the entire world. In my field of vision, the entire restaurant seemed to have stopped. What made me unhappy was that in my perception, our breakfast was very delicious.
It may be ruined soon.
Not far away, the waiter with a hand full of food obviously didn't pay attention to his steps and was about to step on the tail of a dog that sneaked in. On his right hand was the beef stew we ordered, and on his left was the dead cat.
grilled fish, and the freckled rookie at the door was having his money bag taken away by an adventurer thief. Maybe he had to consider whether he would starve to death before worrying about dying in battle.
"Really, at such an important time..."
So, while complaining, I threw a copper coin casually, and at this moment, everything returned to normal, but everything had been arranged.
The coin landed right on the foot of the waiter. He slipped suddenly and almost fell, but he stood up straight and avoided the hungry vicious dog hiding under the table.
And then, the coin followed the trajectory of being kicked out, drew a perfect arc, and hit the little rookie on the head. Then, no matter how slow he is, he knows that his wallet has been stolen and knows how to deal with it.
.
"clang!"
Everything was as I expected. The small copper coin played a big role. The young waiter avoided the vicious dog. I also smiled with satisfaction when I saw the little rookie chasing the thief angrily.
"Is this the Holy Order?"
Yes, the time when Heloise asked was the time for me to break through the holy level. Perhaps for others, this is an almost impossible bottleneck to break through, but for me, who has accumulated a lot, it is just a matter of course.
"Ouch!"
A small accident made this breakthrough not so perfect...
"Well, this is the Holy Order. The control of the world and the grasp of self-existence are the essential differences between the Holy Order and the Legend, hehe..."
The dead cat on the table was licking the milk and looking at me with a half-smile.
"Just laugh if you want. It's so uncomfortable to endure it."
The anger was already building up, so I took the grilled fish off my head and wiped my face with a towel with a livid face.
"Pfft! You don't know that just now you were asking, 'Is this the Holy Order?', and you were pretending to be serious, when a grilled fish flew over and hit you in the face, and you brought it on yourself!"
I was dumbfounded. Dead Cat was right. While my silver coin saved my beef stew, it also caused the attendant to directly throw out the grilled fish in another hand. But with so many people here, he missed it.
I, it seems that I am really going to the Church of the Goddess of Doom.
"...Wait a minute, why is the grilled fish flying out? You did it on purpose. You kept your own beef soup but let him throw out my breakfast grilled fish."
"...Don't get into the details. It was just an accident."
Well, the nostalgic cat hat is on my head again, I have to think about what delicious food to order to make this dead cat loose its mouth.
"Meow, the salt-grilled fish-flavored head tastes pretty good."
"Damn cat, if you don't come down, I'm going to find Sad Wind!"
"Bah, you think I'm afraid of you. I can become human now."
After all the chaos, I had time to sort out the gains I had just made through the breakthrough.
I have been preparing for this breakthrough for a long time. In fact, the accumulation has already been enough. But if the highest peak is used as the standard, accumulating more at the lower level may not be a bad thing. I originally planned to polish it more, but now the undead army is about to arrive.
A little more strength is the most practical thing, so I was ready to break through.
"Other people's protagonists break through the levels, either counter-attacking in critical moments, or acting as a brilliant stickman. They can also pretend to be cool, and then a group of volunteer commentators jump out to explain. Why is my style of painting wrong again?"
"Aren't you pretending to be cool? You're actually very creative. Really, if the grilled fish didn't fall on your head in the end...hahahaha!"
The dead cat, who was deliberately pretending to be friendly, couldn't stand it any longer and rolled on the table with laughter. So, I picked up the dead cat without hesitation and threw it at the wild dog that was looking for food under the table.
"Go, Tom Cat who breaks through the sky!" (To be continued)
