Chapter 65: The Chaotic Primordial Soul
Now that Selena has said that she will help her when she can't defeat them, John has nothing to worry about. However, Selena said that she can only elevate herself to the same level as them rather than an overwhelming advantage, which means that in the end, it will be up to her own ability.
"I'm slacking off. John waved the weapon in his hand, feeling his movements stiffer than before, and sighed.
In the past, John didn't have much time to live a leisurely life, and even when he was reading in the large library, he had to worry about candle-headed crystallized guns from unknown sources, crystallized axes from slaves, and the cursed hands that were released in the book to protect the book from theft. In other places, the nerves are tense all the time and cannot be relaxed, because if there is slackness, it will be hit by the enemy who appears out of nowhere, or even pushed off the cliff directly, and all the previous efforts are in vain. However, after this point, there was no such scruple at all, there was no blowing arrow blown by slaves in the corner, no soft mud falling from the sky to wrap people, and there was no large bone ball rolling behind him and a group of undead people chasing after him with sharp weapons, so John naturally relaxed. By now, holding the weapon again, although I could think of how to move in my mind, my body could no longer keep up with this operation.
Sighing, John continued to wield the Smoke Sword in his hand, still accustomed to the skill of switching weapons in battle, and hoped to turn this skill into instinct, after all, sometimes a split second can determine victory and defeat in battle. Swords turn daggers, one-handed swords turn into spears, sometimes into great axes, sometimes into sledgehammers, and all kinds of weapons appear in John's hands in turn, interspersed with the miracle of using the wind to unleash. For a while, on this river beach, the wind was howling, and the sand was flying. By the time John stopped, the river beach was no longer as green as it used to be.
When John stopped, he saw Selena's hand wave, and everything seemed to go back in time, and it was like going back in time.
John, who had long been surprised, put the fantasy weapon back into a ring on his hand, and sat by the campfire and continued to cook lunch.
"Count the days, I'm almost back. While John was boiling the potato beef stew, he said to Selena next to him, "Tomorrow is the last time, and I won't care about them if they don't come back." "It's almost there. Selena flew in the sky for a while: "I'm already heading back, and if I rush overnight, I'll be able to reach it in the middle of the night, and at the latest tomorrow it's almost noon." However, it seems that they are not in good shape. John added a spoonful of goulash with potatoes to each plate: "I don't care what their state is, when the time comes, they will complete the task and give them a reward." The Primordial Soul has its own way of life, but it is not something we can meddle in casually. John didn't care about the mental state of those primordial souls, and Selena, as an ancient god, wouldn't focus on a few creatures, and the two talked for a couple of words and then had lunch and went their own way.
Consistent with Selena's words, the next morning, John's team arrived at the location where they had left for their mission.
Since John knew that the Primordial Soul was coming back soon, it was naturally difficult to use the Fantasy Weapon in front of them, so he just waved it with a one-handed sword. When the Rough Stone Spirits arrived, John noticed that something was wrong with their expressions: Turnip, with her head down, silent, holding a baby in her hand, while on the other side, Hitoshi Kazama's team was glaring at Turnip and there was one person missing, and Radish's team was awkwardly caught between the two.
"John, we submit the task. Kazama Hitoshi stared at the radish for a long time, and when he saw that it had no effect, he turned his head sullenly and said to John, "It's really unlucky to go on a mission with them." β
"It's about to be settled, you know, your mission is a hunting mission, and the more kills you have, the better. John asked, a little strangely. "If you don't do it, you can't do it, it's hard to come up with a task, and you killed Ah Fu. I knew it would have been better for our team to do it alone. John said while settling the proceeds of the mission for Ren Kazama: "Okay, these are your mission rewards, remember to come to me when you return to the base camp, and I will send you the military merit rewards from the military department." Of course, if you don't come, you can come to my store later, but you will be charged a certain storage fee. "It's okay to do this kind of thing, then let's go first." Kazama reached out and took the bag that John handed out, not even wanting to take a look, turned around and called his teammates to leave, leaving only the still embarrassed horsepower and the still confused carrot holding the baby.
"Okay, the ones over there have left, what do you choose?do you want to go back with me, or do you want to be free?" John asked when he saw that none of them seemed to be moving.
"It's okay for us to follow you, but the state of the radish seems to be a little wrong. Qingtian said with some concern.
John was also a little curious: "I was also wondering what was going on with you, and I looked at you when we first met. β
"This ...... You'll just have to ask the turnips. Ma Li shrugged his shoulders and said, "We can't talk about this matter, only he can speak himself." β
John didn't care about that, and said, "Well, I guess he'll say it then." β
"When the time comes, you have to persuade him more. The curator was also a little worried about Radish and said, "He is almost unable to distinguish between reality and games now, and it will not be good for him to continue like this." β
"Huh?" Hearing this, John instead rose from indifference to full of interest, what happened in the middle, and he actually had such a feeling.
But this kind of thing can't be forced, so John can only wait for the turnip to say something, and then explore it.
By noon, as was customary, John cooked a pot of salted broth and distributed it among the others. While serving the soup, John noticed that the soup with turnips was also brought in front of him by someone else. And when the baby in his arms began to cry, Radish had some vitality on his face, and after checking that it was not the reason for wetting his pants, Radish skillfully cut his fingers with a sword and put them on the baby's mouth, and the baby was also used to holding his fingers in his mouth and sucking them.
"Who's this kid?" Selena thought it was funny, and ran to the radish and stretched out her head to look. Radish remained silent, seemingly unconcerned about the outside world, and his eyes were numb.
Selena asked twice, and found that Radish really didn't hear her, so she walked away a little bored.
John looked at the scene and shook his head.
In the evening, the expected visit did not show up, and John felt even more worried. It wasn't until morning that John had just gotten up and found that the turnips were already on the line. Speaking of which, when the radish went offline, the little baby also disappeared, which is also magical.
"Manager, I have something I want to tell you. Seeing that John set up the iron pot and prepared to make breakfast, Radish thought for a moment and spoke: "I hope you can keep it a secret and not tell anyone else." As John cooked, he replied, "You say, it's better to hurry, and in a while the others will probably be online." β
"Manager, I wonder if we were really right to kill those people?"
John was a little surprised: "Why do you have this idea? This should be just a game for you, it's not normal to kill people in a game, for you." β
"It's different!" Radish suddenly became excited: "It's different! It's not at all!" Radish roared as she said this, stood up, and waved her hand excitedly: "Can you imagine? I've played a lot of games in the past, whether it's crusading monsters or repelling rebels, I've used to easily slit the throat of an enemy with my sword and stab them in the chest, I thought I was already a skilled player." But this game is different......" Speaking of this, Radish crouched down and covered his face with his hands to prevent John from seeing his expression: "When I set off on this mission, I thought that this was no different from the past, and it was even the same as the previous games, attack, kill, and harvest." Speaking of this, Radish seemed to whimper a little: "Can you imagine? When I killed the first NPC, his screams woke me up directly, and I listened to his dying muttering in my ears, my eyes were red with the blood spurting from his chest, and I could only smell the rust in the blood in my nose, and even my mouth was filled with the smell of blood splashing in." It's a game??? it's just a game!!"
John looked at the crumbling turnip, and did not speak, he knew that the turnip did not need an answerer, but only hoped that someone would listen.
"Then I found out that only I seemed to feel this way, but the others were able to wield short swords and spears to kill the NPCs on the opposite side one by one, whether they were mercenaries or coachmen, and not to mention the Dungar family afterwards: Count Dungar had his throat cut by Feibai's sword, his wife Lady Shaya had her neck cut off by the curator's axe, Kokoro was kicked to the ground by Ren Kazama and killed him with a sword, Philips was riding a horse and was shot by the longbow of the red chicken and fell off the horse; Lily was pierced by Mali with a sword from behindγ I watched them swing their weapons and slay them one by one, even when their companions fell to the ground without the slightest hesitation, their faces filled with the thirst for the blood of their enemies! I didn't know if I was crazy or the game was crazy, until I saw them holding the little baby, ready to fall to death, that I thought: this is not true. β
Speaking of this, Radish waved her hand and wiped the tears from her face: "So I went over and stopped them." But do you know what Ren Kazama said? He said, it's his points!"