The autumn nights always have a somewhat desolate atmosphere.
The prosperity of the woodland makes the nights in this town even cooler.
For example, at this moment, Yi Chun felt this kind of temperature deeply...
"call……"
Yi Chun shivered a little and put on her clothes.
Although he gained the power of a druid, his physique did not change fundamentally.
The sensitivity inherited from small cats is not enough to allow him to resist the autumn chill naked:
Just like switching from human form to cat form, the clothes are completely thrown aside.
When Yi Chun returned from the cat state to the human body, the fluffy fur could not bring even a trace of obstruction.
At this moment, the cold that became even more biting under the humid air did not erase the burning heat in Yi Chun's eyes.
Under the real-time change of form and power, he could directly feel the feeling of increased agility.
The human body, which has become increasingly heavy and sluggish, seems to have received some relief.
It seemed like for a moment, he returned to his student days.
At that time, he was like those young people in the vigorous stage of life, possessing vitality that seemed to never fade.
The duck legs on the table have not yet cooled down, and in the faint light outside the window, the oily sheen on them, which symbolizes heat, is still full.
With the previous strenuous exercise, Yi Chun began to feel a little hungry.
So, fortunately, he picked up the duck leg on the table and started chewing it.
Duck legs cooked in old stewed soup are always much more delicious than that dirty rat.
Yi Chun will not fall in love with eating those who often move around in the sewers just because he can turn into a cat.
But I have to say, those struggling and twisting lives and the forcibly stripped death...
They are intertwined together to form the dark scarlet color of destruction, which is indeed full of an indescribable cruel beauty.
Yi Chun is temporarily unable to activate the ability to fade away in a human body.
However, he could feel the subtle power lurking in his body.
Everything is like a sneeze lingering at the tip of the nose, it only needs an opportunity to burst out.
"Ding……"
At this moment, a special reminder sound suddenly appeared on the personal terminal that Yi Chun had just picked up from the ground.
Generally speaking, Yi Chun doesn't pay special attention to anyone.
But for the activities in previous games, sometimes there are some unnecessary choices.
For today's virtual online games, the era of individuals playing alone has long passed.
In other words, the interactive mission of virtual games in the current era.
Game companies will also consider tilting more in this area.
Yi Chun was noncommittal about this, after all, sometimes we would encounter some interesting beings in the virtual world.
Yi Chun clicked on it and looked at it. It was a progress report on union activities and a message from the previous president.
As someone who basically immerses himself in games in his spare time, Yi Chun can be considered a second-tier backbone in the union.
But now, the appeal of the game to him has begun to weaken significantly.
After all, in the world of games, no matter how hard you control the situation, kill gods and destroy demons.
Back to reality, I still have to deal with the sudden cancellation notice of the weekend.
“19:27 [Big Pheasant]: Why isn’t it online?”
This is the latest message on the personal terminal, and it is also the only message Yi Chun has besides the guild interaction.
Those Yi Chun met during a rather difficult serial elite mission in the previous game.
After occasionally grinding dungeons and getting tired of liver gold, the two of them would chat from time to time.
"19:47 [Yi Shangqiu]: Ready for A..."
Yi Chun looked at the dynamic wallpaper on the wall next to him, which was what he gained during the public beta of the game.
It is also the only thing that can prove his personality in this small rented house.
Renting a house and owning a house are, of course, two different concepts.
Yi Qiu is not someone who blurs the boundaries between them, and he doesn't like to cause trouble to others.
"19:47 [Big Pheasant]: Return to reality as a contemporary generation?"
The so-called first generation is a popular term in the game guild where Yi Chun belongs.
Generally speaking, they refer to those players who choose to leave the game world and then change themselves and their family class in reality.
The proportion of jokes and blessings varies from person to person.
Yi Chun smiled, and after chatting with the other party for a while, he closed the conversation window.
There may be some sadness, but more of it is infinite longing for the future.
At least, he has a chance to change...
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After obtaining the fade, Yi Chun did not get the chance to kill in the dungeon.
Therefore, due to the time limit of the copy, he was forced to teleport directly.
Yi Chun didn't plan to download the dungeon tonight. After the passion subsided, fatigue began to creep in.
Although it is not obvious, it is obvious that he is no longer suitable for hunting at this time.
As a hunter, you not only need to kill fiercely and boldly, but you also need to be energetic and restrained.
Just like the sharp claws lurking in the soft flesh pads of a cat, the most perfect posture is to be able to stretch and retract freely.
Maybe it's the change brought about by the cat's wild form.
Now, Yi Chun could see a quite clear picture in the house with only dim light.
Although it is not enough to support reading and writing, this level of dark vision is actually enough.
Yi Chun opened part of the tight curtains, and suddenly the light from outside came in.
It is precisely because of the relatively small area of the town that the streets appear quite prosperous.
Various stalls and food shops with the flavor of the times become more lively amidst the noise of people.
Once upon a time, Yi Chun also had the idea of becoming a craftsman.
After all, those fancy, dazzling knife skills and juggling can really attract people's attention.
Most of the time, humans are social beings.
People's recognition and attention can bring stronger stimulation and positive feedback than material can provide.
This is not a bad thing, Yi Chun thinks so...
But now, there seem to be some subtle changes in his thinking.
He did not begin to dislike those markets full of humanistic atmosphere, but even had a more appreciative view.
It's just that it's no longer the dazzling skills of those old masters, but a certain connection between people.
Probably, that should be called harmony...
The thin windows separated Yi Chun between light and shadow.
In a daze, there seemed to be some dancing shadows emerging behind Yi Chun.
The ticking time seems to have become gentle.
Sometimes a busy life can make people become utilitarian, and perhaps a slower pace can make people more happy.
Maybe you should light up a cigarette now?
Yi Chun was stunned, and suddenly he touched the balcony of his small rental house.
There, there are some green onions.
Of course Yi Chun also likes those bright flowers and plants, but he doesn't have the energy to take care of those delicate things.
In other words, he cannot provide them with the most suitable growing environment.
But there is probably nothing wrong with planting some green onions.
After all, if you pinch some fresh green onions at the bottom, the taste will naturally be different.
But now that Yi Chun is here, it's not because he wants to eat noodles.
But when he relaxed his spirit, he felt a desire.
Not his desire, but the desire of a handful of green onions - they are thirsty...