Chapter 165: Meeting

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"I admit it! Take me to your master. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zuo Zhiming, who had a depressed face, gasped violently and said to the two cats and mice that were obviously different from ordinary animals.

Although he is a player, he still has his own professional skills unused. But if he really used his skills, it would be equivalent to a provocation. Don't say if you can hurt the cat, if you anger the owner of the villa, I'm afraid that you will be crushed to death by turning your hands.

It has been said that after a huge blow, people either become more stupid or smarter. Obviously, Zuo Zhiming is the second type of person.

In fact, if he could calm down and think about it at the beginning after waking up, it would not be difficult to guess: how could such a villa full of traps and mysterious creatures only live with a few cats and mice that can't speak?

…… There must be a reclusive master behind it!

From all kinds of signs, it can be inferred that if this master hidden behind the scenes wants to kill himself, he is afraid that it will be as easy as killing an ant. And if he has been safe and sound so far, it must be that the other party doesn't want him to die like this.

With such a speculation that is almost infallible, Zuo Zhiming guessed that he still had a certain value to the owner of the villa.

To his surprise, Tom and Jerry looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders in embarrassment, refusing his seemingly reasonable request.

Did I guess wrong? Or does this master have no time to pay attention to himself now? …… But people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. No matter which one it was, Zuo Zhiming couldn't think of how he could resist.

Beat? He couldn't even beat a cat. What's more, there is a rat that looks very unusual, and a tentacle monster that may appear at any time.

Escape? Don't even think about it. Since he was woken up by the cat from a deep hallucination, he was definitely not afraid that he would escape.

This feeling of life and death involuntarily made Zuo Zhiming feel irritable in his heart.

After fidgeting like an ant on a hot pot for nearly an hour, Tom, who had finally begun to doze off, suddenly shook his cat's body. As if receiving some kind of order, he stretched out his paws and pointed at Zuo Zhiming, and then pointed at himself, and walked straight towards the gate of the villa.

"Are you coming? But is this man for what I have in my hands? If it weren't for ......" After all, he was not a loyal martyr in the war years, and when the matter came, Zuo Zhiming's expression changed, but he began to hesitate a little and couldn't make up his mind.

After Tom walked a few steps, he found that Zuo Zhiming still hadn't caught up and had to stop. Then, I turned around and didn't know where to grab a blank piece of paper and a pen, squatted on the ground and brushed ~~ wrote:

"Followme, the boss wants to see you!"

Black and white! There are professionals who have strengthened their senses, even if the sky is not good tonight, Zuo Zhiming also saw the handwriting on it. But after he saw it, his heart inevitably shook again.

"This level of intelligence is by no means a mysterious and ordinary mysterious creature! …… Aside from not being able to speak, what is the difference between this cat and a real person? Now, even if someone tells me that this cat has three or five PhDs, I'm afraid I would have believed it. Zuo Zhiming smiled bitterly in his heart.

At the same time, the mystery and strength of the villa owner in his heart have been unconsciously raised. Originally, there was still some uncertain thoughts, but they were completely suppressed by layers of awe and fear, and extinguished the little bit of luck that was stolen in my heart.

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With awe, curiosity, unease, and apprehension, Zuo Zhiming followed the strange cat carrying a thin sword and walking upright into the main house of the villa.

Upon entering, the first thing that catches one's eye is a hallway and the eerie murals on the walls of the corridor. The tuxedo butler above bowed slightly and made a "please" gesture. Then, like a living person, the housekeeper walked diagonally in front of Zuo Zhiming's body through the murals on the wall. And lead the way to the villa hall......

If this supernatural scene had been replaced by an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been scared half to death. But Zuo Zhiming just took a physical slap and followed the other party's footsteps.

As a "well-informed" Global Darkness player, he naturally heard of the magical murals on the walls. After visiting the high-level residences of the NPCs in Camp Rogue a few times, players will be able to see similar or even more magical things. It's just that the player level can have that, and that's really amazing. At least, it is far beyond Zuo Zhiming's cognition.

This made him sure that the owner of the villa must be a veteran Global Darkness player. As for how old is the qualification? It wasn't for him to guess. He's just a little level 7 barbarian, and he's not a figure who can get on the stage at all.

(In fact, in terms of magical attainments, the Dark Planet's hundreds of thousands of years of heritage, magical and mysterious places can definitely blow up hundreds of streets of "Harry Potter".) It's just that the main tone of the sanctuary world is killing and fighting, and the content that is too fancy is not known to the public. )

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It's a living room that's not too big or too small. In addition to a variety of Western-style furniture, there is also a fireplace in the hall that looks a little old, and the furniture is also very neat. On the placement, it can only be said that there is some ingenuity. It can be seen that the owner of the villa does not care about these furnishings.

Zuo Zhiming's observation is not bad. This kind of person is not the kind of reclusive master who nests in one place and has a strange temper, or the kind of prince who has multiple residences and walks everywhere.

From the point of view of his own safety, he certainly hopes that the other party is the former kind of person. Although it is possible that this kind of hermit is not a good character, it is much better than encountering the latter type, being completely ignored by the other party, and being killed casually.

Are you going to meet...... Suppress all kinds of thoughts in your mind, and try not to show any expressions that might anger the other person.

In fact, he must have a lot of doubts about this villa.

But his aura was originally crushed by the owner of the villa who had not yet met, and in order not to show himself as a dirt bun who had never seen the world, he also suppressed these doubts in the bottom of his heart and pretended to be unmoved.

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Bang~~, the lights in the hall suddenly turned on, and Zuo Zhiming's eyes were a little difficult to adapt. After more than ten seconds, after patrolling around, Zuo Zhiming finally saw the owner behind the scenes.

It was a projection of magic all over his body, and a dark light flickered on the other person's face, making it impossible for him to see the exact face. You can only judge from the height and body type: this is a man, a man in his twenties at most!

(To be continued.) )