The autumn night always carries some bleak meaning.

And the prosperity of the woodland makes the night in this town even colder.

For example, Yi Chun, who was so engaged, deeply experienced this temperature......

"Hoo ......"

Yi Chun shivered a little and put on the clothes on his body.

Despite receiving the Druid's powers, he did not receive a fundamental change in his physique.

The agility he inherited from the small feline family was not enough for him to resist the chill of autumn barely:

It's like switching from human form to cat form, and the clothes that have been completely discarded aside.

When Yi Chun recovered from the state of a cat to a human body, the fluffy fur did not bring even the slightest obscuration.

At this moment, the cold, which became more biting under the humid air, did not erase the heat in Yi Chun's eyes.

Under the instantaneous change of form power, he could directly feel the feeling that came from the increase in agility.

The human body, which was becoming heavier and sluggisher, seemed to be relieved in some way.

It was as if in an instant, he was back to his school days.

At that time, he had a vitality that seemed to never be exhausted, just like those young people who were in the prime of life.

The duck leg on the table has not yet cooled down, and the oil light that symbolizes the hot light is still full through the faint light outside the window.

With the previous strenuous exercise, Yi Chun began to feel some hunger.

So, fortunately, he directly picked up the duck leg on the table and gnawed it.

A duck leg cooked in an old braised soup is always much tastier than a filthy mouse.

Yi Chun doesn't fall in love with eating those guys who often move in the sewers just because he can turn into a cat.

But it has to be said that those who struggle and writhe lives and the death that is forcibly stripped away......

They intertwine to form the dark scarlet hue of destruction, imbued with an indescribable cruel beauty.

Yi Chun was temporarily unable to activate the ability to fade under the human body.

Still, he could feel the subtle power lurking within him.

It's like a sneeze on the tip of your nose, and it only takes one moment for it to erupt.

"Ding......

At this time, on the personal terminal that had just been picked up by Yi Chun from the ground, a special reminder voice suddenly refreshed.

Generally speaking, Yi Chun doesn't pay much attention to anyone.

However, there are sometimes unnecessary choices for the sake of previous in-game activities.

For today's virtual online games, the era of individuals fighting alone has long passed.

In other words, the mission of the interactive era that virtual games have in the current era.

Let the game company also consider more tilt in this regard.

Yi Chun was noncommittal about this, after all, sometimes there are some interesting existences in the virtual world.

Yi Chun clicked on it and looked at it, it was a progress report on the activities of the union and a message from the previous president.

As an existence that basically immerses his spare time in games, Yi Chun is also a second-tier backbone in the union.

Now, though, the game's appeal to him has waned considerably.

After all, in the world of the game, no matter how powerful you are, you can slaughter gods and demons.

Back in reality, you're still struggling with the sudden cancellation of the weekend notice.

"19:27 [Big Pheasant]: Why is it not online?"

This is the latest piece of information on the personal terminal, and it is also the only information that Yi Chun has other than the guild interaction.

Those Yi Chun met in the previous game, during a rather tricky serial elite mission.

After occasionally brushing dungeons and getting tired of liver gold, the two will also chat from time to time.

"19:47 [Vulnerable Autumn]: Prepare for A......"

Yi Chun looked at the live wallpaper on the wall next to him, which was his harvest during the game's open beta.

It is also the only thing he can prove his personality in this small rented house.

Renting a house and owning a house are, of course, two different concepts.

Yi Chun is not the one to blur the boundaries between them, and he doesn't like to cause trouble to others.

"19:47 [Big Pheasant]: Return to reality as a generation?"

The so-called generation is a more popular saying in Yi Chun's game guild.

Probably those who choose to leave the game world and then turn over in reality to change themselves and their family class.

The proportion of banter and blessing varies from person to person.

Yi Chun smiled and closed the conversation window after chatting with the other party for a while.

There may be some apprehension, but more of an infinite hope for the future.

At least, he had a chance to change......

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After gaining fading, Yi Chun did not get the opportunity to kill in the dungeon.

Therefore, the time limit of the dungeon made him directly forcibly teleported.

Yi Chun didn't plan to be in the next copy tonight, and the fatigue began to come after the passion subsided.

Although it is not obvious, it is clear that he is no longer suitable for hunting at this time.

As a hunter, you not only need to have a ferocious and brazen killing, but also need to have a recuperating press.

Like the claws that lurk in the soft pads of the cat's flesh, the perfect gesture is to retract and retract.

Maybe it's the change given by the cat's wild form.

Now, Yi Chun can see a fairly clear picture in the house with only a glimmer of light.

It's not enough to support reading and writing, but this level of dark vision is sufficient.

Yi Chun pulled open part of the taut curtains, and suddenly the lights outside spilled in.

It is precisely because of the relatively small area of the town that the streets are quite bustling.

The stalls and food shops with the atmosphere of the times have become more popular in the hustle and bustle of people.

Once, Yi Chun also had the idea of being a craftsman.

After all, those bells and whistles, dazzling knife work and juggling, can indeed attract people's attention.

Most of the time, people are social beings.

People's recognition and attention can lead to stronger stimulation and positive feedback than material materials can give.

This is not a bad thing, Yi Chun thinks so......

Now, though, there seems to be a subtle change in his thinking.

He didn't begin to hate the humanistic market, and even looked at it with a more appreciative gaze.

It's just that it's no longer the show-off operation of those veterans, but a certain connection between people.

Probably, that's what should be called harmony......

The thin windows separate Yi Chun from the middle of light and shadow.

In a trance, there seemed to be some jumping shadows emerging behind Yi Chun.

The ticking time seems to have become gentle.

Sometimes a busy life can make people more utilitarian, and maybe slower can make people more enjoyable.

Perhaps, it's time to light a cigarette?

Yi Chun was stunned, and he suddenly touched the balcony in his small rented house.

There, there are some verdant shallots.

Of course, Yi Chun also likes those bright flowers and plants, but he doesn't have the energy to take care of those delicate guys.

In other words, he does not provide them with the most suitable environment to grow.

But planting some green onions is probably always fine.

After all, when pinching some tender shallots below, the taste is naturally different.

But Yi Chun came over now, not because he wanted to eat noodles.

Rather, as he relaxed his mind, he felt a longing.

Not his longing, but the longing of a handful of shallots—they were thirsty......