Act V. Addicted to chasing more, unable to extricate himself
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Lottie came out of the bathroom, her hair was still a little wet, and the girl in her plain pajamas also exuded a different kind of charm at this time, if it was seen by a boy of the same age, she must have involuntarily thought about it.
But her roommate is also a girl, and she is still a better looking Grandia.
Grantia was sitting at her desk, a thick theoretical book spread out in front of her, as if she was studying the mysteries within.
Seeing that her roommate was so attentive, Lottie didn't bother, sat down in front of the mirror next to her and began to prepare for bed.
But what Lottie couldn't have imagined was that at this time, Grantia's book in front of her was just a façade, and her real attention was completely on the forum panel in her field of vision.
What Grantia is browsing is not a section such as academic research and theoretical research, but a section called [Golden-Crowned Rose].
As soon as she entered this section, Grantia saw a rather elaborate background picture, which was a picture of a tavern, and it seemed that the name of this section was the name of this tavern.
Next, the area at the bottom, called "Essence", is a neatly arranged series of post titles.
【Dragon's Twilight】
【Forgotten Name】
【Flame of Eledle】
【I, Bloodline】
......
At first glance, they are all quite powerful names, but when Grantia clicks on one of the posts, she realizes that these are the titles of novels.
Grandia has always loved to read legends, including epic tales of heroes and princesses, dragons and mages.
But as she grows up, Grantia soon discovers that most of the stories she heard as a child are quite false.
Why do the bad guys always go up to the protagonist one by one to get into trouble, and the strongest enemy must wait until the protagonist has grown to the point where he can match himself before he strikes?
Why is it that the brave man can draw the holy sword at the beginning, and then go from an ordinary peasant boy to a hero who can fight the demons without hindrance?
Why does the princess have to be with the hero, obviously she has never even met before, but the knight who has been guarding the princess has to pay silently?
Many questions haunted Grantia's mind, but it was clear that the minstrels' praise did not add much logical explanation and foreshadowing, they paid more attention to the description of the picture and the praise of beautiful love, and as for the story, the kind of thing that does not make the listener remember the whole thing in just a few hours.
So, at first, Grantia also started reading one of the novels with the mentality of flipping through the old stories.
But soon, Grandia knew she was wrong.
In this novel, titled "The Name of Oblivion", the protagonist is a failed alchemy creature who is a hybrid of humans and demons, while the heroine is a princess of a dead country, and they are accompanied by a little girl who is suspected to be the embodiment of a dragon, and the whole setting is full of unusual atmosphere.
In this novel, heroes are not only those who are too powerful to reach, but also those who have a humble identity but dare to rebel against fate.
Coming back to her senses, Grantia finds herself addicted to the novel for two hours.
If it weren't for the recently updated paragraph, Grantia would have been sitting at this desk until dawn.
Turning her head, Grantia noticed that Lottie was already asleep.
Even though tomorrow was a day off, Lottie maintained a fairly regular schedule, unlike Grantia, who slept late on weekends and didn't wake up until noon the next day.
At this moment, the girl was already breathing faintly, and it seemed that she was sleeping soundly.
Grantia crept to her feet, washed up, put on her nightdress and lay down on the bed.
The night at Christine College was silent, and occasionally a few barking dogs could be heard in the distance, a faint mist enveloped the entire campus, dimming the lights of the dormitory buildings in the distance, and the light of the moon Ayerslan shone on the earth, casting a faint glow on all the buildings.
In the silence and cold night, Grantia's heart could not be calmed for a long time.
She looked at the last chapter of the novel again, and the time of the post showed that it was posted this evening, in other words, the author would not continue to write the story until tomorrow evening at the earliest, and it was only one chapter!
The story breaks right at the most exciting point, and Grantia is looking forward to the rest of the story, she fantasizes about countless possibilities, but all of them make her feel more anxious.
Grantia even went so far as to read through the thousands of comments at the bottom of the novel for fear of missing any wonderful details, but in fact, some readers did point out some of the hidden information and interpret it, and it seemed to be true.
While reading through the comments, Grantia once again went through the contents of the novel in her head, and then she found that she was suffering from insomnia.
"I really want to see the next plot......"
Whispering, Grantia may have felt the pain of chasing a novel for the first time in her life.
She wanted to comment on the novel and urge the author to update it quickly, but soon Grantia discovered that she hadn't signed up for an account yet.
After spending some time signing up for an account called Ultramarine Fortress Scholar, and finally sending out her reminder manifesto, Grantia turned her attention to other novels.
The number of reviews of these novels is no lower than that of "Forgotten Name", and it is conceivable that their content is definitely not inferior to this one.
However, at this time, Grandia was in a tangle.
"Forgotten Name" wasn't very long, but it took her two hours to read it carefully to get to the latest chapter, and as for the other novels, Grantia felt that if she did, she might not be able to sleep until tomorrow morning.
While hesitating, Grantia heard a crisp chime ringing in her ears.
She shuddered with fright, and after retracting her head into the quilt, she realized that it was a prompt tone from the forum.
In the upper right corner of the interface, an obvious [1] is flashing, and Grantia clicks on it and finds that it is a text message.
Grantia didn't rush to click on the content, but studied the role of this personal space a little, and after roughly figuring it out, she clicked on the text message.
[It seems that you have successfully registered a forum account, if you want to know more about this forum, about the mobile terminal, just tomorrow when the bell rings at noon, log in to the forum on time - no fire ashes].
When she saw the text message, Grantia almost screamed.