Just as Du Ang had expected, the popularity of cigarettes has gradually stirred up, although it is not an earth-shattering object, but hearsay has many people know that there is such a thing in this world, and it has also aroused the interest of some people, but as for what kind of thing it is, of course, those idlers can't tell, their language is weak and the vocabulary is barren, and even the metaphor is that there is such a magical thing, and the people who listen to it are confused. But whether it is a spark or a prairie fire, everyone also has an impression, as the so-called benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, to what extent this thing can be magical, it is purely different from person to person.

While the idlers were talking, the author of all this was lying on his bed looking out the window in a daze.

Duon is wondering if this world is a real world or a dreamlike fantasy. It's said to be real, but it looks so fake, what kind of data tasks and other things, that kind of impression only exist in games and novels, why do they appear in this real world? But if this is a dream, then why are the scenes in this world exactly the same as on earth, almost no difference? How to explain the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, the night covering the sky and the starry sky, hunger if you don't eat, thirst if you don't drink water?

Du Ang is not a philosopher, nor is he a madman who looks up to the sky and laughs and shouts who I am, and he is not a philosopher who is immersed in the pile of old papers but can't even understand eating and sleeping, from the bones he is an otaku, an ordinary person who likes to enjoy his time, is greedy for food and sleep, does not like to work and wants to live better than others, he has ideals, but it is not noble at all, it is the wife and children who are hot on the kang, and some people know the cold and know the heat to accompany the nagging and rolling the sheets, although he has changed a world and an identity, he has never changed. He also has a goal, which is to be able to complete 500 tasks in this world, and then return to Earth to see, and if possible, to be the cat reading novels in the bed again.

He has to get by, he is at peace with what happens, he doesn't want to compete for hegemony or have any grand causes, he just wants to play peacefully and in his own time, does he care so much about cigarettes and potatoes? Wrong, that is a way that Du Ang found for himself, can make himself feel comfortable, not offend people, and can satisfy his own vanity hidden in the depths, of course it is better to make a little money, as the only son of Count McNuss, the future heir of the earl, even if the cigarettes and potatoes are gone now, Du Ang can find enough reasons to comfort himself, yes, now that he is poor, he can definitely be rich, not to mention that there are still estates and territories belonging to his family in his hometown, Even if it is a stipend issued every year, it is enough to go through the rest of the decades in style.

Duon took a deep puff of his cigarette, and Justin left it to his Yuxi.

It's not that Du Ang likes to smoke Yuxi, to say a word of conscience, now the cigarettes made by Barbaroa are better smoked than Yuxi, and they are more flavorful, but it can be said that a thousand ways and ten thousand are also local products, and this box of Yuxi for Du Ang, there is a deeper meaning, the square words on it, English letters, and bar codes, every time I see these things, Du Ang will recall some people and certain things at the beginning, there are not many cigarettes in the cigarette box, smoke one less one, and the next time I smoke it, it may not be the year of the monkey. Duang even wondered if this memory was the same as the cigarette in his hand. There is always a time to smoke one mouthful, and when the cigarette butt is pinched and the fire is extinguished, the smoke is gone, and the memories are getting fader and fainter.

At the beginning, Justin said clearly, after completing 500 tasks, he could go back to ten minutes before he died, according to the commonly used terminology in online novels, this should belong to soul piercing, right? What about your own ** in this world? Will it die immediately? When I go back, will I have memories of this world? If there is, it must be another memory, a pain, but if not, then ...... Isn't that like dying? If there is no memory of the "me", is it still "me"?

I can't say it, I can't say it, I can't say it!

Du Ang is very entangled, the task is six, and after completing four, it stands to reason that he is on track, but until this time Du Ang has not figured out what he wants, from the bottom of his heart, he must want to go back, but he is afraid to go back, in the daily giggling like a sharp spear and a solid shield, constantly colliding, constantly wreaking havoc in the softest place in the depths of his soul.

Choosing one of the two seems to be free, but this is the most difficult and cruel choice, there must be gains, there must be losses, no matter what, it is a bloody wound.

If you don't understand, then you don't want to, whether it's real or dreamy, the meal always has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the day by day is always the priority in front of Du Ang is the big competition in the ring that will start in three days. In fact, from Du Ang's original intention, he didn't have much interest in this kind of brave and fierce struggle for the top, and he didn't mean to be an athlete who won glory for the country, and he didn't care about what ranking was not at all, even if he was the first from the bottom? In the name of a young earl, everyone has to look up to themselves, but that task 4 ...... Although Duang has not yet figured out what to do after completing 500 tasks, since this task has been accepted, it should be done and still has to be done, defeating Laura, I don't know what Laura's situation is now.

Laura!

As a qualified knight, below level 20, she should also be working hard in the trial illusion, right? Which one is her? His future wife, hehe...... Du Ang shook his head while thinking and smiled faintly, he always felt that his life was a little absurd, but he couldn't tell where it was absurd.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." Du Ang snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, put on his helmet and entered the trial illusion again, what are you thinking about so many other people's things? It's the right way to do yourself well first.,In the trial illusion, Du Ang is already level 9.,There is still one level left to complete the first goal of task 4.,Trial illusion level 10.,Converted to level 3 in reality.,Anyway,You have to upgrade this level first.。

Entering the illusion, Du Ang first looked at the level rankings, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look, Du Ang was startled at the time, he was busy digging potatoes and frying cigarettes outside, those people in the illusion were not idle, now the highest level of people is already level 13, but not that tick, she is now level 12, has fallen to the fourth, the person who shot first is called the night owl, and the profession is a person that Du Ang has never seen before - assassin!

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