In the forest outside the deserted city, there was a small cave under the cover of shrubs and blades of grass, and the injured boy lay on his back on the ground, holding a few scrolls of paper in one hand, and stared blankly at the top of his head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Overhead, there was a dewy stone wall, which occasionally dripped down, making a barely audible sound in the cave, and sometimes the water dripped on his face. As if he had never seen dew in his life, he looked motionlessly at the top of his head, his eyes chasing the dew and the place where it fell.

Everything was so new, it was as if he had been dreaming since he was born, and he only woke up at this time.

The sharp pain in his body reminded him that even if it was a dream, that dream was too terrible. He didn't know why those people were doing this to him. Even now, he seems to be a little smarter, but he can't figure it out.

The human heart is sinister, is this the sinister human heart?

Lin Yuhai was still copying a hundred steps through Yang, and felt that the reply had arrived, and when he opened it, he saw that the front was still his own handwriting, but there was no reply on the back.

Lin Yuhai hit the flashlight on the letterhead, and under his letter, there was a piece of fresh ink.

What's going on?

Lin Yuhai was at a loss, and another letter came in the letterbox.

It seems that he did not make it clear how to reply to the letter, but Baradrog worked out a way to reply himself.

I saw that the letter was written in large, bold font:

Thank you for saving your life, I am grateful, and I will never forget the heroic appearance of the adults that day. Now that he is gradually recovering, he has practiced the archery skills given by the adults every day, and he does not dare to slack off. Zhuo Ge only wants to be loyal to the adult in this life, and has the courage to ask the adult to accept the cheap slave as a servant.

Lin Yuhai looked at the letter silently, read it for a long time, and couldn't help muttering: "Cheap slave? Cheap slaves? After a while, he came back to his senses and asked the system: "He seems to remember me, and he is still conscious like that?" ”

Moreover, he almost forgot that Baradrog was still a slave!

The plane where Bailazhuog is located is somewhat similar to the ancient Huaguo, and the people he was born in, known as the Bana people, lived in the grasslands of the northern part of the country, with a large number of people, and the folk customs were very strong, and they were feared by the surrounding people since ancient times. But hundreds of years ago, the grassland where the Bana people lived encountered a large-scale natural disaster, and the Bana people were almost wiped out, leaving only a few branches, and today, the Bana people and the people in the north of the country have carried out cultural integration, and most of the people began to cultivate the land for a living, and returned to the country of Dali. The patriarch of the Bana people was called "King Bana" and became the vassal king of the Dali Kingdom, and a small number of people followed the King of Bana back to the nomadic life of the grassland that was gradually recovering, calling themselves the main branch, and the Bana people who cultivated the land were branches.

As the Bana grew, so did their ambitions. Five years ago, the monarch of the Oguri Kingdom asked the vassal king to send his son to the capital to study the law, and the Bana man who was sent to the capital of Oguri as a proton was Baila Zhuoge.

When Bara Drorg was born, the leading stallion under Bara Drog's tent immediately fell to the ground and died suddenly when he heard the baby crying, and soon there was a story from his father, Bara Drag could not speak until he was three years old, and behaved very stupidly at the age of six, and Bara Dradron was ashamed of it, and kept his youngest son in the account until the court decreed it.

Needless to say, Bailazhuog's proton career in Jinghe was negligent and negligent, and not long ago Bailazhuorg was lost, and he was directly sold into slavery, because he was born stupid, changed hands several times, and was beaten severely every day, only to arrive in the deserted city in the south of the chestnut country.

Here, the Bana people are even more legendary bull ghosts and snake gods, worse than untouchables, not to mention the brown skin and exotic face of Bailazhuog, which is the symbol of the Bana people.

It was in this city that he got the news that Bara Zhuozhu wanted to take back Bara Drog, and Bala Drog's brother sent someone to assassinate Proton just in case, but he didn't expect the assassin to chase him to the deserted city to know that Bara Drog was a fool.

In the end, out of some kind of perverted psychology, Bailadrorg was beaten to death in the deserted city.

Now the fate of Bailadrorg has been rewritten, and the fate of being the protagonist has begun.

Lin Yuhai rubbed his eyebrows and thought, the people sent by Baila Zhuozhu should also be able to find Zhuo Ge in the near future, originally he just didn't want this shame to be used as a handle to blackmail, but now it seems that finding Baila Zhuoge will be the most wrong decision Baila Zhuo Zhu has ever made.

Explaining that Bara Zhuzhu was going to send someone to him, attaching another two pages of archery points, Lin Yuhai closed the letterbox. Outside the museum, it was already dark.

Bailazhuorg is penniless, and if he wants to take the initiative, he must get some identity capital.

Sure enough, the tasks given by the system will become more and more difficult.

Just as he was about to put the letterbox away, Lin Yuhai paused, and glanced at the letterbox again by the light, only to see a row of inconspicuous small characters on the side of the wooden letterbox, which read: World Melting Point: 65.

"Sixty-five?" Lin Yuhai was finally surprised now, the last time he watched it, it was still fifteen, how could it grow so fast?

As he spoke, the melting point of the world suddenly dropped to 64.

Lin Yuhai was speechless, and only said after a while: "System, these data of yours can fluctuate up and down, what's the use of listing them?" ”

At this time, the system said: "The melting point of the world has also been affected by the last teleportation error, and it is actually not at such a high level of teleportation, and it is currently gradually recovering to the correct data." ”

"What is the correct number?"

"The correct world melting point should be 22, and it will take some time to return to normal values."

"Why the hell did the teleportation error?"

The system still says the same thing: "In order to avoid affecting the normal life of the host, explain it to the host when the melting point of the world is restored." ”

Lin Yuhai stood up tiredly, too lazy to pay attention to the system, and it was more practical for him to rest for another hour or two while the others had not gotten up.

……

Constance woke up early.

When she woke up, she felt a burst of joy inside.

She had felt this way every day lately, even though she knew it shouldn't be, and it would have been very upset if Lymen had been so happy to know that she had made a mistake.

Constance stood up, the fine fabric that had been draped over him yesterday to keep out the cold was not warm on a morning like this.

She walked slowly to the window, and a woman behind her saw her wake up and opened her mouth to ask something.

But it was a new, unfamiliar language, and after a few days, she had only learned a few words.

Just like the scenery outside the window at this time, all the shocking sights that came into her eyes were completely new, and most of the things she could barely comprehend.

One hand touched the wrist of the other, and a gold and gem-encrusted bracelet glittered in the faint morning light.

But even if she couldn't understand it, she already understood it at the first sight.

She's on another world.