Drip.

In a nursing unit, an emaciated elderly man slumped over a hospital bed with an infusion bottle hanging from the bedside with a label for glucose.

At the position of the window, a man and a woman were standing, looking out a little confused through the aluminum alloy window railing.

"It's been five years." The woman snorted coldly.

"Don't say anything in the ward, it needs to be quiet here." The man replied with some resignation, glanced back at the old man on the bed, and did not react.

"What can't be said, if you have the ability, this old guy jumped up from the hospital bed and beat me, if so, I feel better." The woman deliberately said it loudly, as if she was deliberately speaking to the old man.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, my father had a stroke and was bedridden, and now he can't even speak, how can he beat you." The man patted the woman on the back, hoping that she would be discouraged.

Who knew that the man's hand had not touched the woman yet, and he was slapped away by the other party, "Don't touch me, I am unlucky to meet you, and it is okay if I have no interest, there is a more tossing person at home, anyway, my words are stacked here, today I will either be discharged from the hospital and wait for death, or I will leave this home, anyway, I have no spare money to waste." ”

The man was a little angry and said: "This can be a waste, he is my father, and I, as a son, can't watch him die." ”

The woman seemed to become even more serious, "What about your son, isn't he going to college anymore, just keep this old man, the money is spent on a meaningless person, even if he is cured, what else can he do except eat and drink and wait for death." ”

The man was a little dumbfounded, and pulled out a crumpled cigarette case from his trouser pocket, but there was not a single cigarette inside.

"In the future, here, I will never come again, you can do it yourself, if you have money, you can hire a nanny yourself, if you don't have money, you can be your filial son, anyway, if you delay the child to go to college, we will divorce." After the woman shook off a cruel word, she was so angry that she slammed the door and walked out.

Just after the woman left, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and he tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

Some moist eyes looked out the window, and the aluminum window bar was like a prison cell, in which he was imprisoned, to be precise, in this world.

Being alive is not all good things.

Wanting to die is not always an easy thing to do.

Every time he fell asleep, he wished he would never wake up again, but every time he opened his eyes, there was only despair.

Knock knock.

Outside the church bells rang out.

The old man slowly closed his eyes and prayed in his heart, "God, help me, if you really exist, grant my wish and let me go." ”

The kobold suddenly opened his eyes, as if in a dream.

This dream has been repeated many times, and each time it feels extremely real.

In front of him was a brightly lit hall, filled with rows of white candles that blocked the entire hall like a cell.

In front of a huge candle surrounded by several people, a majestic man was staring intently at the flame on the candle.

The huge candle is mixed with a lot of black impurities, which faintly constitute the shape of the wick, but it is much thicker than the proportion of the wick.

Not like a wick, more like some kind of creature.

"You're awake." The man didn't turn around, except for the candle in his eye, it seemed that everything in the world was not worth his attention.

"Why can I be reborn in this place, according to the past situation, I should only be reborn next to the nearest professional idol." The only possibility that the kobold could think of was related to the man in front of him.

Cold Memories ???

There was only so much he could see, all of which were question marks except for the name.

Profession, level, and HP are all invisible to the player's basic status.

The reason why I can see the other person's name is because the other party has issued tasks for me.

"In order to prove that this is a human mission, wouldn't you be happy to resurrect you here?" Han Yi asked a little fox.

The kobold was a little embarrassed, and from the tone of the other party's speech, it was obviously not a serious NPC, and most of them were players from the old game.

"The task you gave me has been completed, but according to the mission agreement, do you really want to give me a precious item?" The kobolds were a little incredulous.

He has been in the new game for so long and already knows that the items are divided into four levels: Common, Excellent, Fine, and Precious. The kobold people have to feel that there are higher levels above these four levels, but in the Sealed Capital City, the precious level items are undoubtedly the top existence.

It's just a simple lock-picking task, and the reward turns out to be a precious level item, no wonder he can't believe it.

"Of course, in the new game, the mission agreement is the most credible treaty, how could I lie to you, take it." Han Yi casually tossed a black candle over his hand.

Deyuan hurriedly caught it, glanced at the level of the item, and sure enough, it was a precious level item.

"Energy is increased by 600, health is restored by 200 per second, the damage of flame-based skills is increased by 100%, and the damage of shadow-based skills is reduced by 60%." The kobold was willing to read out the attributes of the object, and thought that his eyes were wrong.

After making sure that the attributes were indeed not mistaken, the kobold man calmed down very abnormally.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can it be possible to give such a perverted item at the beginning of the game, there is a problem."

When the kobold got his wish and continued to look down, he suddenly burst into a foul mouth that didn't match his age, "WC, you can only wear it at level eighty, you are sick." ”

Han Yi sighed deliberately and said: "The current players are really difficult to deal with, the task reward is not good, say that the task is rubbish, the task reward is good, say that I have a problem, I send a task, am I easy, if you are not rare, then give it to me." ”

Although the kobold has a wish, even if he can't wear the precious level item now, it is enough for him to brag about it for a long time, and it is naturally impossible to return it.

The kobold walked to the door of the main hall, suddenly remembered something, and asked with some worry: "The guy you asked me to unlock and release, if I have some personal grudges with him, you shouldn't interfere." ”

Han Yi frowned, as if he was thinking about it.

The kobold's heart was also very heavy, after all, the person in front of him was too powerful, and he didn't dare to offend.

"In this way, the guy who killed you just now is the guy, but it shouldn't be, aren't all players born with level 0, how did you get killed, don't be in a hurry, let's talk about it again, maybe I'll give you another good task." Han Yi's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some major news.

The kobold man had to wish that the old man's face was black, and he left without looking back.