A cheap café in the suburbs of New York City, New York. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The walls are stained, the table tops aren't very clean, the wooden floors are old and a bit dirty, and if it weren't for the dim lighting, it wouldn't be very comfortable to sit here. Cafes like this are rare in the Celestial Dynasty, as coffee seems to be a petty bourgeois drink; But in the country where coffee is more popular in the United States, this kind of place is more common.

Taking the coffee handed over by the waiter with no smile on his face and a somewhat dirty uniform full of wrinkles, he took a gentle sip in a graceful and luxurious manner, and then closed his eyes and shook his head to taste it, and the silent turtle had to admit that he couldn't taste the difference between this thing and Nestle instant coffee......

"Ahem." After a very unceremonious cough sounded in his ears, the turtle raised his head, and after staring at the waiter whose face was longer than before, for a long time, the turtle suddenly realized, took out a few coins and put them in the other person's hand.

"Humph!" The waiter snorted in annoyance, threw the coin on the table, and brushed it away.

The tortoise watched a coin worth ten cents roll straight on the table, then tilted to the side, began to draw smaller and smaller circles on the table, and finally touched a fallen five-meter cent coin, and after a "buzzing" vibration, it finally stopped on his brother, who was only half his value, but about the same size as him.

The turtle opened its mouth wide and poured a sip of coffee, swallowed it and said, "What happened just now?" He was standing next to him and coughing vigorously, didn't he mean to ask for a tip? Why did you dump my money? Did you want my phone in the first place? ”

[Less self-inflicted and more affectionate. As far as I can tell, tipping with coins seems to be a very disrespectful act. 】

"Huh? It's true? The tortoise's voice was very abrupt in this café - but not because of the quality of the guests here, but because there was no one else in this café except him and the waiter, "Roar~ Capitalist countries are really a place of drunkenness." Even the money given for free can be picky. ”

[There is no logical relationship between your words and your retarded at all. 】

The turtle put down the already empty teacups, carefully picked up the coins that had been spilled on the table one by one, glanced at the empty street outside the window, turned around and walked to the waiter, and shouted loudly at the waiter's face with an authentic Kyoto film: "Boss, check out!" In a few plosllables, his spit was also sprayed in the waiter's face.

The waiter responded in Mandarin: "I'm sorry, I don't understand Chinese." ”

【…… Hey...... You two are mentally retarded, I don't want to say anything......]

The turtle sat down on the counter with a big slash, then turned over and fished out a gray-black plastic bag: "Damn, you really brought me Nescafe to drink!" That's it, you are embarrassed to point to a cup of civet coffee for eighty dollars and ask me to recommend it to me! Believe it or not, why don't I call 315 directly to complain about you, scumbag! ”

"This is a beacon of democracy, a land of freedom, and a paradise for us." The waitress pulled over a chair next to her, sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, clasped her arms on her chest, and looked very arrogant, "You can't take care of things within 315 minutes, and you want to stretch his clutches to this paradise where everyone is equal?" Amusing! ”

"......" In view of the fact that the topic of waitress is very dangerous, even the street book may be 404 because of this, and the very responsible tortoise brother did not continue to discuss this topic, "So--Dead House No. 1?" ”

"Bingo. From the moment you ask for a checkout with a Kyoto film, I have become the dominant consciousness of this body. The waitress snapped her fingers—but unfortunately she didn't make a sound, and after pouting her lips a little unpleasantly, she continued, "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've come face to face with you in person since that meeting, and I miss it." ”

The turtle rolled his eyes: "I don't miss it at all." Ten years ago, a thin monkey who was like an albinist suddenly became a plump brown-skinned woman, this abrupt change, even if I watch some little yellow all day long, I can't accept it. So- isn't this your clone? ”

The waitress repeated as if she had heard something funny: "Clones? Are you talking about people who look like me? Ha, she's not fundamentally different from those people, it's just that she hasn't had time to become like that, and I haven't split a personality for her. You don't really think those are clones, do you? ”

The turtle was silent for a while, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Your words are a little informative...... But I really don't think those are clones that came entirely from you. After all, you're just a bachelor's degree in psychology from the University of the Western Pacific. ”

"I'm sorry you remember." Although she said this, the waitress had a worried look, "But I don't like to hear you say this." In addition, I have a Ph.D. in biology from Harvard and a Ph.D. in materials science from Yale. The certificate is 100% produced by the original factory, and I have never even touched it before making it into a finished product. ”

"Roar—" The turtle replied with some contempt in his eyes.

However, the waitress, or the number one of the dead houses, did not seem to stop there, on the contrary, she called more and more: "So, don't compare me to you two scumbags. A waste wood uncle who graduated from a third-rate university in China, a marginal person in society who disappeared before finishing college, I and you two scum are not on the same level at all! Got it! Why did you show such a surprised expression! Isn't it a daily retention project for us to bottom out of each other! ”

"......" the turtle scratched his head with a slightly embarrassed smile, "yes." But before the player came into the world, to be honest, I didn't take the things in that group very seriously. It turns out that the few planned confrontations we played, my plans were directly handed over to Doomsday to operate. I thought you guys were playing some role-playing game. ”

The waitress sighed: "Alas. Never mind. Speaking of the end times, how have you been dealing with other people lately? ”

【…… Alas? What do you mean? You already know? 】

Listening to GM selling cuteness in his mind, the turtle smacked his lips: "It's okay." In that case, I can finally confirm that he is the end of the world...... Let's get down to business, you came to me this time, what's the matter? ”

"Ah, yes, yes." The waitress raised her hand again and snapped her fingers, this time successfully, though not very loudly, "Right now, your team of players is probably exploring the Foundation site beneath the New York City Hall, right?" On the other hand, you already have plenty of clues about abilities and Cthulhu. ”

The turtle frowned, took a pack of Nescafe from the side, tore open the bag and brewed it: "Are you showing off?" With basic martial law, inconvenient communications, and few living people on the ground, your intelligence-gathering capabilities? ”

"No, I'm not bored to that extent." The waitress looked at the coffee bag in the turtle's hand and thoughtfully, "I mean, no matter which expansion it is, the preliminaries are about to end." With this kind of progress, others won't be too far behind. It is the Cthulhu Quest that needs to be cleared, and the immortal players are also indescribable. ”

“…… So? The turtle shook the coffee cup carefully.

"So, let's talk about cooperation -- that's impossible." The waitress laughed maliciously, "The game we plan to fight isn't over yet. My A+ level plan is coming to an end, and at least two of Brother Lu's three S-level plans are about to be implemented, but what about you? Your plan will soon fail completely. ”

The turtle was a little impatient with this roundabout way of speaking: "What are you talking about? ”

The waitress laughed meaningfully: "I'll give you good news for free." The 'Sao Plan' proposed by Brother Lu, your quest boss companion, has already been discussed with others, and it will be activated directly after the preliminaries are over - there is no need to do unnecessary discussions with someone. ”

......Although the turtle tried his best to pretend to be calm, his instantaneously dilated pupils betrayed his shock, but he didn't know it, and still pretended to be calm and changed the topic, "Do you know it's called 'Sao Project'?" How much do you know? ”

The waitress clicked and followed his topic, "How much do you think I will know?" 'SAO plan' or something. This naming pattern is indeed very in the style of Brother Lu, a little fancy, but in fact it is very simple and crude. ”

…………

Watching the turtle walk alone on the deserted streets of New York, the waitress laughed meaningfully, stroked the flesh-colored vine-like tentacles growing from the bottom of her neck, and said to herself, "It's really inconvenient to use your own image if it's not - you can't even snap your fingers." Well, that's the end of the preparations. It's going to be over - I'm going to die as a villain boss? What do you say, Brother Knight--No. 2-Sister...... Well, if there's no one, there's no one. ”