Chapter eight hundred and ninety-eight exploration and telephone
After the battle was won and Frogit escaped, two gold coins were left behind. Lu Zongping picked them up and put them into his pocket, clinking them.
He looked around the room and saw that there were two exits. Lu Zongping was stunned for a while, having a hard time making a choice.
Lu Zongping wanted to prove something eagerly, to do something, to find someone, to learn something, to prove some ability, but he really had no need. He was already doing what he wanted to do and looking for what he was looking for.
People are learning what they want to learn and proving what they want to prove.
He was a little impatient, but he didn't have any specific goals. Lu Zongping reflected on it and found that he was just angry at his pitiful appearance of crying just now, but he was on a journey now and should see more scenery and explore more.
This underground ruins hides many scenes that he has no memory of, which is also the reason why he came to the world.
Since you are exploring the ruins, you might as well walk around more. Lu Zongping is not a soft child who has difficulty making decisions. He just subconsciously rejects the same and is unwilling to take the same path - assuming that he wants to explore both exits of the room.
, he would inevitably have to go back the same way he came. He didn’t like this feeling, and he didn’t want to walk the same path he had taken a second time.
Lu Zongping hesitated in the middle of the room for a long time. He still couldn't convince himself. He felt uncomfortable when he thought about a certain distance that needed to be walked over again. Why is there a need for repeated roads in the world? If all roads can be walked over once.
All paths, that would be great. Or, how comfortable it would be to have the ability to skip repeated sections.
He walked close to the wall on the left. The road was a two-dimensional plane. As long as he walked along one side without looking at the scene on the other side, it would not be repeated... It was more or less a solution.
Lu Zongping thinks this idea is very good.
Went to the room to the north. It was not a spacious place. There was gurgling water on both sides. The underground water was so clean that it was almost empty. The north wall was covered with dense ivy and vines. The four walls were covered with traces of moss. There were traces of moss on the stone pillar in the center of the house.
The inscription read: "One for each person." There was a pile of well-packaged candy cubes in the stone bowl on the table. Lu Zongping picked up one, tore open the package and swallowed it, but he couldn't taste any taste.
, I didn’t even understand whether it was hard candy or soft candy.
Since it was one for each person, Lu Zongping did not take any more and continued to go out on the left side of the road: he lowered his head and did not look at the way to the right. He was in a good mood, and the aftertaste of the candy came out from the base of his tongue.
Lu Zongping doesn't miss anyone. He doesn't miss his parents or Aries Toriel. He is very satisfied with this state. I am indeed a cold man.
At this time, Aries called. He was reserved for a moment and then answered the call.
"Hey, this is Toriel, kid, I just want to ask, which one do you like better? Cinnamon or butterscotch? Wait, let me guess, is it butterscotch?"
Lu Zongping groaned, and Toriel took it as a positive reply. She smiled, and her tone revealed a happy feeling, "Hehe, I have a feeling that every time a human falls here, hey
Well, it's strange to say, I often feel as if I've known them for a long time. It's just you. I don't know much about you, but I intuitively know them.
You will like butterscotch. Although I don’t have the feeling that I have known you for a long time, when I saw you, I couldn’t help but think of butterscotch. The first time I ate butterscotch, it was many years ago.
Yes, it feels so warm and sweet, kid, no matter what, thank you for telling me your preference."
Toriel hung up the phone. The description of butterscotch in her words made Lu Zongping yearn for it. He imagined boiling it in a small cast iron pot in a treehouse under the stars, under the warm orange light.
Make hot milk, add a lot of sugar and honey, the warm milky and sweet aroma is like a
It was like a golden mist heated by the sun, wrapped around the body. There was a vague person sitting next to the milk pot and stirring it with a small spoon. The spoon scraped the bottom of the pot and made a gentle hissing sound. There were also people outside the tree house.
Cicadas chirped, frogs chirped, and birds chirped. These movements were thick and continuous, and even the night became gentle and mysterious.
But there are no stars in the underground world. There are only high rock domes in the underground world. These monsters will definitely yearn for the blue sky and starry sky. Life without seeing these things is sad.
Lu Zongping had a vague wish in his heart, but he didn't think about it in detail. Wishes are not memories, and they will become clearer and clearer as time goes by.
He continued to move forward. The rooms here were really full of traps. There were pits in the next room. Lu Zongping jumped over these pits with a big jump: he had already fallen into a pit once when he came to the underground world, and he didn't want to fall in again.
The second time, the feeling of falling was not interesting, he would rather enjoy flying.
Continuing forward, walking through the corridor to the next hall, Toriel called again. Lu Zongping was still reserved for a moment. Last time he was reserved for two seconds, so this time he would be reserved for three seconds.
"Hey kid, it's me, Toriel, let me ask, you don't like cinnamon, do you? Of course I know you prefer butterscotch, but you're not picky about food, are you?" There was a kind of tone in her tone.
Ci Ming was cautious, and before Lu Zongping could reply, she immediately said to herself, "Oh, I understand, it's okay. Thank you for your patience. See you later, kid."
The trap in the room didn't give Lu Zongping any special thoughts, but he met another Froggit. Just now he was fantasizing about the crowing of frogs, and the arrival of Froggit seemed like the reunion of old friends.
Forced to enter the battle, Lu Zongping and Frogit bumped into him and fell down, and then easily stepped forward to rub his slippery and thick belly. Frogit covered his eyes in shame, "Ah, my face is red, croak!"
"After a while it fainted.
Lu Zongping moved Froggit aside. The battle ended and his profit was two gold coins.
Moving on, Toriel called again. Lu Zongping remained reserved for four seconds.
"Hey, kid, yes, it's me again, um, you don't have any allergies, do you?" Her voice was bright, with a kind of irrepressible excitement, and she still whispered to herself without waiting for Lu Zongping to say anything.
, "What am I talking about? What's going on? This child is so healthy, of course it doesn't seem like he has allergies. Well, it's nothing, kid, it's definitely nothing." She hung up.
In the next room, Lu Zongping was a little angry. Why was it a pothole trap again? Why couldn't it be a little new? Even though there were a lot of potholes this time, it couldn't cover up its essential shortcomings!
He took two steps back, jumped across the room, and landed on the corridor at the end. Before leaving, he didn't forget to curl his lips at the traps and puzzles behind him.
Moving forward and forward, the area of the ruins is indeed not small, but the style of the scenery is a bit monotonous. Lu Zongping expressed a little dissatisfaction with this. There are more weird monsters in the front room, and the monsters are of course just because they are weird.
They were called monsters. Froggit, Melancholy Chongchong, and Little Momo Monster, Lu Zongping commented that they were all quite cute, and each of them gave them a nice rub and caress.
Monsters are like mimosa, running very fast.
Lu Zongping ignored the puzzles in the room. The bridge in front was full of thorns, which he kicked off. He stood on the bridge and looked toward the water. His heroic figure was reflected in the water, which made him full of determination.
