I think that it may be competition that drives human progress, and laziness may lead to scientific progress, but what drives the entertainment industry is definitely boredom.

Well, it's boring.

Not every action group is as smooth as I am here, such as the violent Pandora-Sandora combo who is boxing with the dragons in a corner of the world, such as the shallow who has been lingering in front of the pearl coral night pearl, such as ...... There is no such thing, and the rest seems to be going well.

In short, due to the uneven progress of the groups, Anwena and I had to stay in this extremely boring and very easy to get lost circle city until the other major races were thrown into the arms of the Salvation Army before we could lead the messenger of the Forsaken to Theramore for a meeting, according to Lin Xue, this was to form a grand situation of a hundred tribes coming to the court, or the various races came here in batches and really felt like sheep-Miss Lin's rhetorical way we put aside first, I mainly think that this guy is purely making trouble for me, and after a little thought of this girl's ability to predict the future, I suddenly felt that I was probably behind the scenes that arranged me to such a boring place, and I was afraid that Miss Lin was behind it, not to mention anything else, at least how boring I would be after I arrived in this place, Miss Lin must know how to do it.

You see, it's off topic again.

The most obvious example is that due to the extreme boredom of Avena and I, all kinds of entertainment projects have sprung up everywhere in the Dark City, poker, football, billiards, pachinko, mahjong, pai gow, table tennis, and a thousand strange entertainment activities swept the entire underground city like a tropical wind from Southeast Asia.

I also suddenly realized that I was so professional in the field of fun, but I always thought that I was a good student with honest duties.

"Stress brings out the best in people," Anvina commented, and then flung two playing cards, "Six!" ”

"I really don't know how the entertainment activities in this world are so poor, except for the banquet and ballroom balls, as if all the pleasures were just for the nobles," I sighed, and then pulled out two cards like ghost drawings, "Ten! ”

Sylvanas glanced at the poker on the table, then thought for a moment, then placed the last four cards in his hand in front of us, and said cautiously, "This ...... Right? ”

You see, there are always a lot of weird things in this world, and for Sylvanas, the weirdest thing is that the powerful oracle is so approachable and teaches those undead civilians all kinds of entertainment games to pass the time, which is really not like what a god should do, and for me, the weirdest thing is that the famous Queen of Darkness, Sylvanas, is actually playing poker with me now, and this queen with a mess of cards has a good luck that can make the god of gambling jealous to death, This situation where every hand is the best hand has reached an unbelievable level, and all the basic theories of probability suddenly became slag all over the ground in the face of Sylvanas' luck, and eventually evolved into a little note on my and Avena's faces.

After being killed by Sylvanas's four old kings for the forty-sixth time, I put the cards in my hand that had barely touched on the table, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas, it's a pity that Valimatas is unwilling to come, or we can have a table of mahjong." ”

Actually, I mean, if Valimatus is there, I don't have to be at the bottom, that old demon's luck is even worse than his appearance, even if the gambling god is reincarnated, if he is possessed by Valimas's bad luck, I am afraid that he can only face the table speechless.

Because of this, Valimas, a strange flower in the card world, has always shouldered the responsibility of being at the bottom of our high-end boss-level table, but after being abused by Sylvanas, Avena and himself for a full 127 rounds, Rao is old devil is thick-skinned, and he doesn't dare to continue to embarrass at the table......

In the first few days, we might have been bored and walked back and forth, although there are no tourist attractions worth visiting in the Undercity, but after all, it is the capital of the Forsaken, and this huge underground city is a great thing to visit in itself, and if you think of it as a live version of a haunted house adventure, I can still find a little surprise, but since the final identity of Avena and I was announced a few days ago, we have rarely been out and about, and learned our identities, The attitude of those forsaken who can usually get along with the two of us has naturally changed a lot, after all, the identity of the god is not the second fat man who sells plastic jade at the mouth of the alley, except for our group of heartless people, it is impossible for any normal person to be indifferent to this identity, no matter whether the attitude of those forsaken civilians is fanatic, awe, or cautious or resistant, in short, it is no longer possible for me and Anwena to go back and forth between the caves in the Dark City without a heart, and the rest, All I have to do is spend all day in Sylvanas playing poker with the Queen, playing mahjong, or tossing some other gadgets to fill the boring daily life of the Forsaken.

It would be nice if something explosive could happen to relieve my boredom, even if it was to go out and find someone to fight......

It turns out that although I don't have the same abilities as my sister, it seems that my thoughts also have a certain curse effect......

Almost as soon as I had the idea, an ordinary ghost, much darker than Anvina, hurried into the hall, and then stopped in front of Sylvanas, who had just touched a good card and smiled slightly, and I could clearly read the anxious expression on the face of the ghost, who was not bright enough.

Could it be that spending too much time with Avena, a quirky ghost who constantly adjusts her brightness and takes pleasure in lighting and cleaning her room, has led me to develop the weird habit of observing the brightness of any ghostly creature as my first instinct when I see them?

"Anna, what's going on?"

Sylvanas asked with a look of regret as she put down the cards in her hand and frowned.

It seems that this card game that I "invented" has given the famous Queen of Darkness some sort of subtle transformation......

"Your Majesty the Queen, we sent an elite force to suppress the Scarlet Crusaders in the northern hills of the Tirisfard Glade, and only one ghost survived."

I think it's too strange to use the word "survival" to describe a ghost who has been dead for I don't know how many years.

"They met the main force of the Scarlet Crusaders?"

Sylvanas's voice sounded coldly, and a kind of coercion of the superior inadvertently emanated, I looked at Sylvanas, who showed the true colors of the queen, and suddenly felt that the large pile of cards and small notes on the table next to her were too out of tune, which made me feel that the heads of state were squatting together and picking their feet while discussing the global nuclear destruction plan with a serious expression - how did this complex picture that requires many neural reflexes suddenly pop up in my mind?

When the ghost on the other side heard Sylvanas's question, he immediately bowed down and replied, "Your Majesty, according to the surviving ghost, it was not a human who attacked them, but a group of ...... A creature that is suspected to be a demon. ”

"Suspicious of demons?"

"Yes, according to the Wraiths, it was an enemy with some demonic features, but much larger and different in fighting than any demon race we knew, with only about thirty men, but our five hundred battle-hardened soldiers were wiped out in less than three minutes."

Avena and I looked at each other, and we both read the same message from each other's eyes.

"Oracle, are those the mutant demons you spoke of?"

I nodded, spreading my hands, "If those Scouts of yours weren't unlucky enough to encounter a bunch of Xenomorphs who crossed over, I'm afraid they'd be mutant demons." ”

Then I patted Anvina's head, with a fighting face: "Nana, we can finally have something to do......"