I...... What exactly are you waiting for?

Lu Mingfei rubbed his sleepy eyes, and barely pulled out some strength to stretch a big lazy waist.

Although they were carrying out the dragon slaying mission assigned by the academy, even those commissioners were wandering around the huge Beijing at the moment, and there was no other way - even the only clues, Wan Boqian and Gao Mi, who had previously conducted investigations in Beijing, had disappeared from the world in Beijing overnight.

Maybe the elite student group still has unlimited motivation, financial resources and energy, but the combination of two second-graders, a first-year and a ninth-grader, has already expressed a complete abandonment.

So Fingal went to wander around, and Lu Mingfei had been sitting here for nearly a day...... Of course, it may not be completely dry.

The screen in front of him showed that his large Zerg army had been pushed all the way to the opponent's base, and there was no need for micro manipulation or anything under the absolute superiority of troops, he just framed the troops and clicked on the attack.

This is already the seventh unlucky ghost he has defeated in succession.

"Masters, masters! I'm really convinced, I've been playing Interstellar for so many years, and today I found out that there is really a master like you! ”

Sure enough, a nearly middle-aged uncle rubbed his hands and came over with admiration and admiration on his face, "Can the master give me a little pointer?" I covered the Internet fee! Boss comes with two bottles of Nutrition Express! ”

The previous defeats he had defeated were all young people about the same age as him, and the losers all walked away in frustration, without the game spirit and cheekiness of the uncle in front of him.

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, and pulled out a smile in the dim light of the Internet café.

Wherever he went, he could only find a sense of preservation and pitiful self-confidence in such a place, right?

Customizing a new game, Lu Mingfei began to explain the main development methods of the Protoss to the middle-aged uncle next to him, as well as the matching and selection of troops, mining and micro-manipulation skills.

In the shadow of the lowly, the vulnerable, the frustrated, the weak, the decadent......

He's a bigger, lucky rice worm.

'No, brother, you are a king, the strongest and most noble. How can it be compared to those bugs? ’

The voice of the little devil penetrated his tactical explanations and reached his ears without hindrance or disobedience.

Lu Mingfei ignored it, just gave a mocking smile and a contemptuous look at the void newspaper that didn't know where to store, and then cleanly tapped the keyboard to let the farmers start mining and transporting gas to the base.

Lu Mingze's elusiveness could no longer cause him any form of fright, and even he sometimes looked forward to having such a person to talk to him and spit out his boring time.

But whether it was the king or the wastewood, at least he didn't need to be pretended sympathy.

Sympathy could not save him, because sympathy had always been a noose that lifted the drowning from the water, nothing more than a way of seemingly merciful torture.

A small squad of newborn minions has begun to explore their way outward.

Bugger?

He just used the Zerg to blow up the high Protoss.

The little devil did not have the slightest objection, but smiled with satisfaction.

'Brother, you're exactly what I thought...... We are destined to set the world on fire, or on ourselves. ’

Lu Mingfei pursed the corners of his lips, habitually ignoring Lu Mingze's middle two and began to harass the enemy peasants' mining.

No matter how good the pretty words are, they are nothing more than ridiculous bubbles. It has no effect on reality.

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Temple of Heaven.

No matter where you are, you can see tourists taking pictures, especially couples in pairs, eager to let their sweetness in the photos overshadow the infinite scenery behind them.

However, there is such a pair of men and women, and the movements are a little stiff and strange.

Mercer was a little detached, trying to stay away from the lens of the point-and-shoot camera in front of him, but unfortunately Natsumi didn't appreciate it, almost choking his neck to bring the two faces together, and then showing a foolish sunny smile, forcibly took a photo of the two and Kagura behind him.

"It's strange why you don't like photography so much."

After checking the results just shot, Natsumi waved the camera in her hand dissatisfied, and pointed to Mercer's aggrieved expression on the monitor.

There are dozens of more photos like this in front of me.

"I think it's strange that people like to take pictures all the time."

Mercer sighed almost in despair, it seemed that this was really a problem with him, he did not like to take pictures of any kind, either before or after the crossing. Even mirrors.

In terms of tourism, Xia Mi has perfectly inherited the habits of the traditional Chinese people, and must take pictures at every scenic spot, plus scissor hands and big smiles, without the slightest deviation...... It's really a headache to even be the only obedient place.

"I know you're very beautiful, so for the longevity of this camera, please take fewer pictures of ugly people - like me."

In terms of self-blackening, he is also open-minded.

"How can there be~ I think my senior brother is still very handsome! Don't be angry, it's a big deal to take a few photos for you later~"

Natsumi grabbed his arm and acted like a bird, and his bright smile and 'infatuated' starry eyes caused huge splash damage to many passing singles, and they all cast a terrible look at Mercer with a 'burn to death'.

'I am innocent......

He was speechless and stared at the sky, the ancients did not deceive me, the so-called 'the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty'...... Ahh......h

"After shopping for so long, senior brother must be hungry, right? Why don't we go buy something to eat? ”

Natsumi's eyes rolled, and she turned to another topic that made Mercer want to die.

"Actually, I have already done a good investigation before coming here, roast duck, bean juice, scorched ring, boiled fire, Aiwowo, fried liver, sugar fire, fried sauce noodles, fried enema, pea yellow, donkey rolling, rock sugar gourd, belly popping, porcelain bottle yogurt...... It's all sold here! Although it is not as good as the snack street, the variety is still complete enough~"

After reciting a long list of names that he couldn't remember, Natsumi seemed to fall into a yearning for food.

No one had ever told him that dragons were so edible.

In just two days, Mercer fully saw the power of what is called a space stomach...... No matter what kind of food it is, she will always talk about it, and half of it will be solved on the spot after serving, and then the rest will be packed and taken away to feed Fingal and Lu Mingfei, who have no ability to take care of themselves.

At the scene of the crowd watching, Mercer's heart almost collapsed.

"I just want to ask, how much is left of the mission funds distributed by the Academy?"

In order to stop Natsumi's foodie behavior that he intends to continue, he has to come up with the final killer feature.

"How many more...... The cost of the room has been paid for half a month, and the rest of the money is probably more than 100,000 yuan~ Lu Mingfei and Senior Brother Fingal are so easy to support, it doesn't take much money~"

Xia Mi smiled and showed the text message on her phone to check the balance to Mercer, seemingly comforting him intimately.

"So, we can play happily for at least half a month!"

As if in response to what she said, in the Ningxi Hall not far away, the sound of playing Zhonghe Shao music faintly came out, and the sound of musical instruments such as chisel, squeez, bell, chime and so on was clear and harmonious, which made people stop and listen.

"Pretty good trip, right?"

Mercer did not reply.

He looked at the tourists coming and going, listening to the so-called sacrificial music, and suddenly his heart was a little gloomy. Turning his face away, he couldn't bear to face her sunny smile that burned him again.

It was already the second day after he came to Beijing, but nothing he did was meaningful or useful except for accompanying Xia Mi to visit everywhere.

He was a failure.

Knowing all the plots, he still can't do anything about what might happen next.

No matter how much he tried to meditate, he would be unable to find anything that could counter the millennial hatred between dragons and half-bloods, or even hinder it...... Bondarev's mindset is indeed strong and flexible, but it has the unchanging premise that it is based only on self-interest.

If conspirators want to do good deeds to save the world, they are destined to have no reliable ability.

Dragons are not even rational creatures, because there are no dragons who are afraid of death, and they tend to never think about themselves. And their greatest fear has never been death, except for loneliness, which is loneliness.

To put it bluntly, it's all a bit of a rut-inducing neurosis. Lovely, hateful, pathetic guys.

"Want to go inside?"

Mercer asked, but Natsumi shook her head, "Nothing to look at. ”

But how many days are left, and how many beautiful things can they see?

Even in the daily interactions, Mercer could smell the loneliness and despair that was revealed from time to time. It's like a lonely little girl, squatting on the side of the road in the rain, looking at the dazzling lights and traffic at a loss......

Strange, where have seen the same.

"I heard that the performance level of the performers is beginning to be unsustainable, coupled with the fact that modern people are gradually losing interest in traditional music, the living space of Zhonghe Shao Music has become smaller and smaller......" Xia Mi frowned, and her cute appearance made people can't help but want to help her soothe the sorrow in her heart, "So forget it." It's hard to come here, but you can't add to the sadness of something that is about to die. ”

"I can't see it, you're also quite literary."

Mercer chuckled and teased, but his heart grew darker and darker.

Can't you add to the sadness of something that is about to die? Seems to make a lot of sense. But if it is ...... that dies What should you do? Or shouldn't anyone be sad about it?

"Nonsense, this girl is well-read, and she may have read more books than you have eaten!"

Natsumi shouted dissatisfiedly, seemingly completely abandoning her previous depression and switching to an active bickering mode.

"The so-called cold and sorrow or something, Nietzsche just looks very open!" Life returns forever', although it is not much different from fatalism, it is always negative, but don't good things also return? ”

----- life ----- return forever------

It seemed as if another memory was trying to remind him of something, but when he looked back, he could only find a blank space.

"Okay, okay, dear junior sister, since you are so smart, senior brother hereby rewards you for taking a picture with cooperation."

Mercer gently stroked her silky hair and said in a coaxing tone for a little girl.

Xia Mi, who was thinking hard about how to make him cooperate all the way, suddenly lit up, and didn't give him any chance to regret it, and raised the camera as soon as he pulled him over, showing a smile.

Mercer looked at the clear and transparent lens, and gradually brought a plain and natural smile.

Maybe it's something like some kind of intuition, he doesn't feel that he doesn't have any chance to work hard, and the turning point of things must be there, but he hasn't found it...... Or maybe the time hasn't come.

Then just wait a little longer.

Until the end, it is satisfactorily resolved; Or rather, swords facing each other.

(Yesterday's minor mistake at the Expo has been fixed, thank you for correcting me for not having common sense.)

In addition, I really feel that it is difficult to write recently, and it looks like I have more than enough strength but not enough power, and it seems that I can't control the plot and scenes...... It may collapse, and I haven't figured out how to rescue it yet. ）

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