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Chapter 129: Clive College (12)
The forest under the red moon is still dark, with only the faint sound of insects, but it does not bring much vigor.
Standing by the lake, Xiao Lan faced the calm lake and asked Luo, "What do you think of what Adeline said?"
Luo said: "What Adeline said is basically the same as what we have investigated before. Regarding the identity of Mrs. Red Moon, we also speculated that it may be Mrs. Weld, which is generally credible."
Dai Bumao wiped the snot bubble from his crying before: "Why, is it possible that it is unbelievable?"
Xiao Lan said: "It is also possible that Adeline is lying to us. After all, what happened back then, only she and Mrs. Hongyue know."
Dai Bumao: "What should I do then?"
Xiao Lan smiled: "NPCs may deceive people, but plot quests will not. Unblocking Adeline is definitely an important part of customs clearance, so let's follow the requirements of the quest first. As for Madam Hongyue's identity, look for opportunities to put her If you lift the black veil and take a look, will you know?"
This proposal is quite bold.
According to the degree of ferocity of Madam Hongyue, to lift the black veil on her head, she must face her merciless attack, the danger is not small.
Dai Bumao was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Have you raised your hijab?"
Xiao Lan: "..."
Why are you still singing?
Xiao Lan said: "Be sober, if it is Mrs. Weld, not only is she married and has children, but she can also hammer a big living person to death with one fan."
Dai Bumao: "..."
huh...
After talking about Mrs. Hongyue, Xiao Lan mentioned another thing: "At breakfast tomorrow, let's find other players to cooperate. To break the seal of the tower, three people will not be enough."
Dai Bumao nodded in agreement, and the three returned to the academy.
——
Luo still sent Xiao Lan to the bedroom today.
And after Xiao Lan said that he would have no problem sleeping alone, he left.
After taking a bath, lying on the standard bed of the students, Xiao Lan couldn't help but feel a trace of anticipation in her heart. The past two days after she fell asleep, she and Luo's past had appeared in the dream. Will the same dream appear today? .
What will appear in the dream?
Can you solve the doubts in his heart?
...
He had been sleeping very well, and soon, drowsiness had struck.
In the dark world, sound and light and shadow suddenly appeared again.
The surrounding environment Xiao Lan was already very familiar with. It was the office where he and Luo first met when they were young.
Under the halo of the warm yellow candle, the boy and the man in black were still sitting and chatting with each other, their bodies were covered with a layer of soft light and shadow.
The teenager was holding a teacup and was talking about his experience after entering the game:
"As soon as I walked out, I saw a group of guys about my age, all wearing school uniforms. But I knew every word of what they said, but I didn't understand it at all, what 'newcomer', 'playground' And guess how I died..."
"Later, a strange guy attacked me. He was so powerful, and he looked crazy..."
"In order to escape, I hid in an empty room and found a card in the cabinet, saying it was a skill or something."
"What kind of skill?" The man in black looked very interested.
The teenager described to him [Poverty cannot limit my imagination] and asked, "What is this poverty value? Does it mean that I have to be very poor?"
The man in black filled the teacups of both of them with tea, and his tone was slow and slow: "In simple terms, it is like this, and it is not enough to have nothing, you must be poorer than ordinary people, such as negative assets."
Teenager: "...Who designed this stupid skill?"
If you want to activate this skill, don't you have to be a pauper for the rest of your life?
The man in black held his chin with one hand, and his eyes were a little narrow: "I don't remember, if it wasn't that guy, it might be me, right?"
The boy cast a condemning look-
Is this something people can do?
However, this one doesn't look like a human being.
Anyway, the teenager has never seen anyone who can turn a person into nothing with a wave of his hand.
Also, the "that guy" he mentioned doesn't seem to be...
The man in black looked at the boy and smiled: "Do you have any plans in the future?"
The teenager didn't understand: "In the future? Are you here?"
To be honest, he was only fifteen years old, and he really didn't have much social experience, so he was a little helpless in the face of this dangerous and somewhat crazy game world.
Although the current position is safe, he knows very well that just one door away is a world full of violence and killing.
after?
He also doesn't know how to plan for the future here.
The young man said hesitantly, "Probably... take a step by step, see how others do it first, and then consider your own arrangements."
"What if you could go back?" the man in black asked again.
The teenager was a little surprised: "Can I still go back?"
The man in black winked at him: "It's not possible under normal circumstances, but if you cheat a little bit, it's not impossible."
The teenager lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being overheard by someone: "Are you going to help me cheat?"
The man in black nodded slightly.
The teenager laughed: "Luo, you are so kind, I really want to take you to eat the biscuits made by my mother when I have a chance."
But the man in black said: "Maybe there will never be a chance, I can't go to the real world."
The teenager thought for a while: "Then I'll go to learn, if there is a chance in the future, I can do it for you!"
The man in black chuckled: "Okay, then I'll keep looking forward to it."
Xiao Lan, who was watching: "..."
Really a dare to do a dare to eat it.
Teenager, after many years, you will experience severe beatings in society, and then you will find that you have no culinary talent, and will soon abandon your sense of taste and embark on the peak of poverty.
Seemingly thinking of something, the teenager asked, "Do we have a chance to meet again in the future?"
The man in black thought for a moment and thought it would be better to tell the truth: "If we meet again, something bad may happen."
Teenager: "What kind of thing?"
The man in black: "You will fall into the same crisis as before, and I... seriously injured and dying, weak to the limit."
The boy put down the teacup: "In that case, let me take care of you."
This sounded a little naive and a little overly self-sufficient.
Even if he enters the game again, he is just a newcomer with nothing, what can he use to ensure the safety of others?
But the seriousness of what the young man said was obviously not a casual perfunctory.
The man in black looked at the teenager: "The situation at that time should be very bad, I may not be what I am now, and you should not remember me."
The teenager was puzzled: "Why? I shouldn't forget someone like you?"
The man in black just smiled and didn't answer.
He didn't plan to tell the boy that he would erase the memories related to him in the boy's brain.
Everything related to coming to the world, if you want to cut off, it is better not to leave a trace, so as not to arouse the curiosity of the young man, and in the end it will kill him.
The boy solemnly said to the man in black: "If you need help then, just pretend to be pitiful, it looks like it would be very dangerous if you don't get help, even if I don't remember anything, I will definitely help you. ."
The man in black did not laugh at the boy's unrealistic proposal.
He also sat up solemnly and said, "Okay, I remember."
Then, the man in black stood up.
He raised his hand and gestured against the wall in the air. His movements seemed to be easy and comfortable, as if he was a well-conceived painter who was drafting a new work that he had long conceived.
It seems to be great.
The boy followed his movements and looked over.
juvenile:"……"
There is nothing wrong with the man in black's movements, but he just painted a door on the wall.
The door is still crooked, the two sides are not the same height, and the two borders are also facing in different directions, full of resistance.
If it wasn't on the wall, it might not be easy to guess that it was a door.
The witty teenager felt that he had probably accidentally discovered the fact that the other party's artistic aesthetic direction was different.
Or simply a soul painter?
Following the movements of the man in black, the door slowly took shape.
He waved his hand and pushed open the door full of art, and behind the door there were some halos that couldn't see the details, and he didn't know where it led.
The boy also stood up and looked at the door, which was quite incredible in terms of shape and appearance.
Teenager: "I can go back through here?"
The man in black nodded: "Going back here will be where you left first."
"That's in my bedroom. I remember that I was sleeping on the bed before." The boy remembered something again, "What about my clothes? Do I have to wear this?"
The man in black: "No need to change, the clothes will be restored automatically when you go back, but—"
As he approached the boy, his slender fingers slid across the boy's strangled neck. Under his movements, the marks that the boy had been strangled by the attacker completely disappeared, as if it never existed.
Then, the fingertips of the black-clothed man touched a few injured parts that had been checked before, and these wounds also healed quickly in places that the boy could not see.
Finally, his eyes fell on the teenager's wrist: "This is the wound you made before, it looks like it's been a few days."
The boy said, "Yeah."
The man in black reached out and brushed the boy's wrist, and under his action, the gauze that had been carefully bandaged changed back to the cloth strips that the boy had casually bandaged before.
"That's about it," said the man in black.
The teenager touched his wrist. From the outside, it looked like the one he had before, but there was no pain on the wrist at all. It was obviously still the feeling after being bandaged by the other party.
Aware of the boy's doubts, the black-clothed man said, "It's just a little trick, it's fine to keep your wounds healed."
The young man thinks this method is really miraculous.
Suddenly, the young man felt his eyes darken.
He raised his head and found that the man in black had stood in front of him at some point.
The man in black stretched out his fingertips and lightly tapped on the boy's forehead, a black mark appeared on the boy's forehead, and disappeared in an instant.
The teenager only felt a chill on his forehead, but when he reached out to touch it, he found that he couldn't feel anything: "What is this?"
The man in black said: "After you are chosen by the descending world, you will bear the imprint of descending to the world. Even if you are sent away, you will be found again soon."
"I left a power mark on you, which can temporarily suppress the connection between Advent World and you. However, if I am seriously injured or die one day, this mark will become invalid, and your connection with Advent World will be restored. recover."
Xiao Lan, who was watching, suddenly understood.
It turned out that the peaceful life he enjoyed temporarily was because Luo blocked the connection to the world for him.
Later, the reason why he entered the game again was probably inseparable from the fact that Luo was sealed in the envelope.
But he has only recently entered the game, and Luo seems to have been in the envelope for a long time. What is the reason?
Is the time in the envelope different from the outside world?
Or was there another reason that Xiao Lan couldn't guess?
Then think of the situation where Xiao Chengyan knew his skills and prepared debts for him.
Xiao Lan couldn't help but wonder, what would be the relationship between Luo, Xiao Chengyan, and the rebels?
Could Luo be the rumored rebel?
"You should go back." The voice of the man in black interrupted Xiao Lan's thoughts.
Xiao Lan turned her attention back to the two people in the dream.
The teenager stood by the door and showed a clean smile to the man in black: "Then...bye."
The man in black looked at him: "You should expect us not to see each other again."
The teenager said: "According to the etiquette of farewell, it is to say goodbye"
The man in black also smiled: "Okay"
The boy finally waved at him: "Goodbye."
The man in black also imitated the boy's movements and waved: "Goodbye."
After saying goodbye, the young man turned around and stepped into the world behind the door. His figure was engulfed by light and shadow and disappeared.
The man in black looked at the empty door and put down his hand.
He raised his hand again, and the door disappeared instantly.
He made a goodbye agreement that only he remembered.
Even goodbye doesn't mean anything good will happen.
However, his mood was surprisingly good.