"I always feel that I have become numb to this routine."

Standing in the ruins, looking at the ruins of the city in front of him, shrouded in dark shadows, Fang Zheng looked indifferent. For the first time, he wondered if human beings were particularly unimaginative, why the world he traveled through was either being destroyed or had been destroyed, and if the world was not destroyed, they wouldn't tell stories.

"Master, what are we going to do next?"

Glancing around, Nimfu asked in a low voice. When they crossed into this world, they appeared in the ruins of a house, and it was still raining heavily. If it weren't for the fact that the place where they appeared was a little sheltered from the wind and rain, I'm afraid ......... The two of them have long been drenched in soup.

"I don't know........."

Feeling the oncoming water vapor, Fang Zheng also shook his head. It stands to reason that they should appear directly in front of the other party's failed mission, so ......... Don't you tell me that the end of the world is because the mission failed?

"Squeak.........

Just as Fang Zheng was complaining frantically in his heart, a door not far from them slowly opened, and a dim light shone out from inside. Fang Zheng glanced at it, and then walked over with the little angel.

Inside the door was a fairly ordinary living room, and the charcoal fire burning on the fireplace next to it brought a feeling of warmth and comfort, dispelling the cold behind Fang Zheng and Nimfu. Next to the fireplace, there is a sofa and coffee table. Wine glasses and a bottle of freshly opened red wine are placed on the coffee table, and desserts and fruits are placed next to them, which are intended to serve guests.

But.........

"It's the first time I've lived for so long that I've seen even the hospitality be self-service."

Fang Zheng complained and took Nimfu to sit down on the sofa, and then the little angel immediately happily picked up the cake on the plate and ate it in small bites. Fang Zheng leaned back on the sofa and looked around boredly.

The whole living room doesn't feel like a modern product, in fact, there are hardly any appliances to be seen here except for a TV. Even that TV was a black-and-white TV with four stands in the forties and fifties.........

If this is the time for radiation, should I start preparing the caps now?

"Squeak......... Creak...... Click. ”

Just when Fang Zheng was thinking wildly, suddenly the TV in front of him, which was originally turned off, turned on automatically, and a picture of flickering snowflakes appeared. I have to admit that this scene looks quite like the opening scene of a ghost movie, but neither Fang Zheng nor Nimfu are completely unmoved, after all, if it's just the kind of guy who goes through the motions in a horror movie, well, maybe he can't even walk with a holy light in Fang Zheng's hands.........

"Rustling ........."

However, the other party didn't seem to plan to play any psychological horror movie routines, Fang Zheng only saw the image on the TV jump a few times, and then it became clear. Inside was a girl who looked to be in her early twenties and looked like a news host......... Well, it's good that there is no ancient well behind her, otherwise Fang Zheng would have to consider summoning the Holy Light to try his hand.

"Hello, sir, and this lovely young lady, thank you for coming to my world."

The woman's tone was a little anxious, but her expression was calm.

"There are some problems in this world, and I can't solve them on my own, so I want to be able to get your help......... I'm sorry, but I'm only able to communicate with you in this way right now, but I have my own struggles........."

"I think it's weird enough to have a video call on a black-and-white TV......... But I don't have much to say, so what do you need us to do? ”

As he spoke, Fang Zheng glanced out the window.

"Frankly, I think the world has ........."

(Master, this world is not normal)

But before Fang Zheng's words could be finished, Nimfu's voice suddenly appeared in his head. Hearing Nimfu's voice, Fang Zheng paused, then waved his hand.

"Nothing, you continue."

"Okay."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the woman paused, and then continued.

"Long story short, I don't know if you two understand the world, but ......... There is a problem with the world, and for some reason, it has deviated from its original track. I need to correct it to avoid causing more harm......... However, my power is really limited, so I hope to get the help of both of you. Two ......... please."

At this point, the woman paused, but continued.

“……… Help me destroy some enemies. ”

"Oh?"

Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at the woman on the TV.

"Who?"

"Their information is on the table of the two of them."

Hearing the woman's words, Fang Zheng lowered his head and glanced in front of him. Sure enough, he saw a thick brown paper bag on the coffee table in front of him——— square square, and he was sure that just a few seconds ago, it was empty.

But Fang Zheng didn't care about this, he picked up the brown paper bag and opened it, and then took out a thick stack of materials from it. It has the target's name, gender, and everything they've done. Looking at the names of the characters on this document, Fang Zheng's eyes widened slightly, he thought for a moment, then put down the document in his hand and looked at the TV in front of him again.

"So, you're going to let me go and destroy these guys?"

"That's right, sir."

The woman on the TV nodded.

"Then you should know that I am human."

Fang Zheng leaned back on the couch, and then he said something that had nothing to do with before. But the woman didn't seem to care about it in the slightest.

"Of course I can understand what you mean, but since I will ask you for help, I am very sure. There's a key in that brown paper bag that will let you know everything you want to know........."

At this, the woman was silent for a moment again, as if she was organizing language.

“……… I think you will help me when you learn the truth about this world. ”

Hearing the woman's words, Fang Zheng reached out and picked up the brown paper bag and poured it, and sure enough, a small key that looked like it opened some kind of lock slipped out of the brown paper bag. Fang Zheng reached out and grabbed the key.

At the same time, the prompt sound of the task sounded in Fangzheng's ears.

"Well, I have one last question."

Fang Zheng casually pushed his cake to the little angel next to him, and looked at the woman on the TV again.

"What's your name?"

“………………”

This time, the woman was silent for a long time without speaking, and she frowned, as if she was thinking about something, as if she was thinking about something. Finally, the woman raised her head, looked at Fang Zheng and shook her head.

"I'm not sure if I have a name, but I do know that I have a code name."

Saying this, the woman's expression became a little nostalgic.

“Martix………”()

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