Chapter 30: Loneliness
"I guess I still haven't found anything tonight!" Shu Wuya smiled bitterly and put away his weapon, he looked at his teammates standing next to him and sighed, "I always feel that the completion of the final dungeon has nothing to do with the speed and the number of hits!" β
"I think so too!" The moon god put away his staff, and his beautiful face was full of doubts: "I still think it has something to do with those three bees!" β
"Kill first and then brush the boss, brush and then kill, or kill one first, kill two first......" The knight Sugar Treasure next to him waved his hand and said: "We have tried almost all the playing styles, but it still doesn't work!" β
"Brother Luochen told me before that he has made a new discovery!" Shu Wuya shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that he and Sister Bing went out to run errands, or we can ask!" β
The small town of St. Louis.
Avoiding the seventh-level blood wolves, Gong Bing came to a place that was a thousand meters north of Cross's Farm, and he had to show up, because he couldn't refuse the other party.
The bright moonlight fell on the ground, and the beautiful and dreamy figure of white appeared in the distance, but it was not romantic, because beside her, a man in a blue robe was smiling faintly at him with his hands behind his back.
"Hello!" The blue figure stretched out his right hand: "I am the Sage Falling Dust!" β
Blessed land of dust.
Gong Bing leaned on the edge of the window, his mind was full of images from the game just now, and even Gong Bing regretted that if he had come back from the hotel and not entered the game again, maybe what had just happened would not have happened.
Gong Bing knew where he would be if he went online again, definitely not in the field but in the city, because the players who hung up would enjoy the treatment of 'returning to the city for free', and scenes appeared in his mind:
"I don't mean anything else, just a suggestion!" Looking at Gong Bing, who was slightly angry in front of him, the Sage Luochen always had a smile on his face: "Of course, maybe you have your own choice in mind, but I don't think you really have the qualifications to contact Qing'er, as for that boring and ridiculous agreement, maybe it was forgotten at that time!" β
"Fade the aura of the Ji family and live like an ordinary person, I respect and even admire your behavior, and ......" Luochen's face did not have any expression, his voice suddenly changed, and he became as cold and ruthless as a grim reaper: "I respect everything you did before, that is your choice!" After speaking, a magic black ball in Luochen's hand instantly condensed and smashed into Gong Bing.
β-72οΌβ An almost explosive damage value took away everything from Gong Bing......
"Did I make the wrong choice?" Gong Bing looked at the bright moon above his head and said to himself, "Too naΓ―ve? β
The insult and death brought to him by the dust in the game did not make him overly sad, but a few of the words really evoked Gong Bing's memories of the past, remembering that he had left the family, remembering that everything he had done for her now seemed so naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve, when he had everything, the stars were as dazzling as the moon, but behind the loss of everything, behind the difficulty was everyone's incomprehension and insult.
"Am I really wrong?" Thinking of everything everyone told him before he left the family, Gong Bing muttered softly: "Is it right to follow the rules and follow the stream?" Just like in the game? β
Gong Bing thought of a lot of things in the game, the imbalance of the profession, the prejudice against the warriors, and the faces of too many people when he was fighting against Feng Qianmo at that time, he sighed and then snuffed out the cigarette butt......
The small town of St. Louis.
When Gong Bing's figure appeared on the streets of the town, a sense of surprise that he had never felt before appeared, and some players around him saw him and whispered:
"It seems to be him, the warrior who PK with Feng Qianmo before, is it?"
"Yes, I'm really convinced, this idiot hasn't been deleted yet? Still hanging around? β
"Didn't the Holy Judgment Guild issue some Holy Judgment Order? This idiot probably doesn't know yet, hehe! β
"Why don't you delete the number and start over quickly, and you want to be at peace if you offend the Holy Judgment Guild?"
The pointing and cynicism of the people around him made Gong Bing a little irritable, this feeling was very similar to the feeling of appearing in society as an ordinary person after he broke away from the family, without any life skills, no social experience, and nothing, and the evaluation he received all day long was unbearable.
Abandoned farms.
Meow God stopped what he was doing, and looked at Gong Bing, who was a little distraught, and he frowned: "Ready to delete the number?" β
"What do you mean?" Gong Bing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dryly: "What do you do with deleting the number?" Have a good time! β
"I saw some posts on the forums about you, the Order of the Holy Judgment?" Meow Shen said coldly: "Extremely naΓ―ve! β
"! That's the idiot! There was an angry roar in the distance, Gong Bing looked over, and the spade deer roared angrily and was about to rush over, but Wang Zhan on the side grabbed him: "Forget Xiaolu, such idiots are all targeted by the people of the Holy Judgment Guild, do you still use us to make a move?" β
"me, I've been brushing the gray wolf for so long!" The spade almost burst into tears: "I'm still being treated like a fool to buy that wolfegg from everyone, damn it!" β
"Forget it, that idiot is estimated to be deleted in a few days!" Wang Bang pulled the thunderous spade deer and said, "Forget it!" β
"Damn, don't delete the number!" Before the Spade was dragged away by Wang Zhan, he yelled at Gong Bing: "It's a coward who deleted the number, you fucking ......"
As the sun slowly sets, Gong Bing and Meow God arrive at Rum's wine cellar, and after confirming the task, all the two of them have to do is wait quietly for the night to fall, and when the bonfire of thousands of celebrations burns, the town's festivities begin.
At sunset, because of the influence of the previous events, watching the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on his body, Gong Bing was inexplicably a little sad, as if he was an enemy of the whole world overnight, he was tortured and killed at will the night before, all kinds of insults and cynicism during the day, Gong Bing didn't expect things to become like this.
"The dusk in the small town of St. Louis is still so beautiful!" A voice came from behind Gong Bing and Meow Shen, and the two turned around in surprise, and Hunnard stood in front of them in beige robes.
"Mr. Hunnard......" Meow God was surprised, "You ......"
"At dusk when I first saw the small town of St. Louis!" A hint of melancholy and confusion appeared in Hunnard's eyes: "Can you understand the loneliness and pride of strength?" β
The meow god winked at Gong Bing, it was obvious that this was Hunnard entering the plot mode, and at this time, with a loud noise that shook the sky, the meow god turned around, and the dazzles of the celebration there had begun to ignite into the air, Hunnard nodded and said, "The town celebration has begun......"
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[Ask for a ticket! Collect! One more recommended, don't worry! γ
[Ask for a ticket! Collect! One more recommended, don't worry! γ