[The Phantom of the Gold Coin Mountain]?

The explanation of this skill is straightforward with only a few question marks, and it is unknown what it does.

Even if Twilight tried everything, she couldn't get the lazy cat to sneer, so she had to give up and wait until she entered the weird world to think about it in the long run.

Lychee Meow's attributes are quite eye-catching, and it is almost at the level of Li Dui's first entry into the weird world.

But this is the second time you enter the same dungeon, and you can guess that [that being] will definitely make the quest dungeon full of dangers to increase the readability of the story.

In other words, every time he enters the strange world, the danger that Li Du will face will be even worse than the previous one.

It's like going against the tide, and if you don't get a significant excess gain from the previous quest, it's going to be extremely difficult to survive in the next quest.

From a more practical point of view, in the last copy of the Buck family, if Li Du was not in the process of assimilation with the source-level strange event, he could BUG to immunity to negative hypnotic suggestion and other effects......

Most likely, he is now a fertilizer.

The next quest is dangerous.

He pinched the root of Lychee Meow's tail and thought that the first thing he needed to do was to make sure that the cat would not become a liability.

Lychee was pinched by him, and her whole body was numb, and she turned her face on the spot and exploded, and her hula was almost three times bigger, and she grabbed Li Dui's hand and opened her mouth to bite it!

PIA ————!

Who knew that two big hands pinched her cheeks, and then rubbed them quickly!

Everything he had just done seemed to be a physical instinct, and Li Du was thinking about the follow-up action plan, but he didn't know about it.

After a moment of silence, he looked up at the ceiling and asked, "System, will this cat follow me into the weird world?" ”

"Ding! System Prompt: This question is in the general category and there is no charge for answering it. Here's the answer to your question: Any symbiote who makes a pact with the lucky one will enter the dungeon space with the lucky one or project to a future blue star. However, they cannot participate in the distribution of task rewards. ”

That's right......

Li Du touched his nose, if that's the case......

I can only find a place to store her as soon as I enter the weird world, and I don't know if there are any normal pet stores equipped with boarding services in Guillotine Town.

Meow?!!

Lychee just can't speak, but it's not that she can't understand words. Li Dui's self-talk surprised her, she had been in the strange events for countless years, and she had seen strange things not eight hundred but a thousand.

The so-called pet boarding shop in the weird world also has a bun shop! Can you be a little bit of a master?

Lychee almost knelt down for the two hundred and five in front of him.

Li Dui's body continued to reflexively stroke the cat's tail, but this time Lychee dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so she could only lie quietly and passively endure.

Good! Then the problem of pets has been solved.

Lichee:? Σ(°△°|||) _You've made it clear and then change the subject!!

Then there is the question of how to survive better.

He needs to define some rules of survival.

Since Li Du did not regain his eyesight and intervene in the direction of the plot, he could only slightly affect the plot from the perspective of one of the main characters.

In fact, Li Du had a guess that maybe [that being] would not allow his eyesight to recover at all.

And now the infinite flow of the story is obviously the result of Li Dui's previous blind cat crashing into a dead mouse.

Li Dui's eyes in the darkness were bright, blooming with the light of wisdom.

Therefore, he must do everything possible to keep the book moving forward in its current style, after all, known dangers are better than unforeseen disasters.

In order to keep the style of the book unchanged as much as possible, Li Du must fully [play] the current role, as absurd as he wants, as absurd as he is, and as much as he wants to be a gentleman, he must be as much of a pretended gentleman......

In a word, he's done with this nasty ghost.

Thinking of this, Li Du stood up against the wall and jumped lightly, solving the state of numbness in his legs.

After a brief break from his thoughts, he realized that there was inexplicably a lot more cat hair in his hands, and there were so many handfuls that he could knit sweaters.

He glanced at the bald lychee with disgust, and wiped the cat hair stuck to his hands on his pants.

Then the radio was replaced with a new battery......

Finally, there was no more deathly silence in the little dark room.

“BUZZ…… Rustling...... After a wonderful trash can sonata, it came back to our show...... Although it was the coldest night in 30 years, we still saw each other on the airwaves, like Famonsa's high-end artificial protein ......"

In the midst of a dead end, a blood moon hung high above the lonely bungalow below.

At this moment, the faint light of the bungalow was transmitted, and the sound of the old radio could barely be heard.

Twilight paced slowly in the small dark room, as natural as breathing, everything here was extremely familiar to him, even if he could not perceive his surroundings without the [miserable] perception effect, he could still come and go freely in the darkness of the room.

Li Dui's face was solemn and he made some judgments in his heart.

[That existence] categorically does not give the protagonist peace, starting from the appearance of Medusa in the small black house, this is a story of ups and downs, whether it is epic or not, Li Du only hopes that it will not be a short horror story.

It soon occurred to him that the second thing to be aware of was that he had to do everything possible to circumvent the routine.

Because routines are the beginning of nightmares, once you fall into a routine, it is very likely to fall into an endless chain of routines.

And if you fall into an endless chain of routines, it is very likely that you will be unknowingly switched to the type of story by [that being].

At that time, pinching the head of the weird monster turned out to be a sir, and he wanted to be promoted to a profession but found that he was just a caged bird......

That's embarrassing Barbie Q.

Even Li Du decided that he must not follow the rules in the future, because the more he obtained the benefits in a way that did not make sense, the more likely it was that [that being] would not expect.

And this is also the only chance for a character with an independent character in the book to compete with [that being].

Thinking of this, Li Du breathed a sigh of relief.

As a routine emperor, he vaguely germinated a plan to break the game......

But he immediately stopped thinking about it, because he could not say or think about this plan.

As long as half a thought comes to him, it is very likely that [that being] will know about it!

"System! The next time I enter a dungeon, will I be able to choose where to enter? ”

"System prompt: You can choose your Advent location using a paid entry method. Candidates will be provided in the form of a list, and you can choose and pay based on the final list price. ”

Li Du flipped through the price list of candidates, and found that it would cost two B-level clues to directly descend on the crystal tower, which was comparable to a barely usable piece of equipment!

He secretly scolded that making money was inhumane, so he didn't think about it anymore, and planned to make plans after he entered the dungeon.

Thinking that he was going to play the stinky face enchantress again, his embarrassment suddenly seemed like drowning in the surging river, making it a little difficult for people to breathe!

The system time prompted that there was still more than 1 hour before entering the weird world, and Li Du sat on Medusa's belly and waited silently.

His eyes were full of stars, playing with the ruby of desire, and the red rays repeatedly leaked out of his fingers, like the heart of a captive.