Ling, the third among the twelve fragments of the year-old beast, is a veritable eldest sister.

He is casual and free-spirited, loves wine like water, and has outstanding attainments in military, poetry and music.

The name probably has at least three meanings.

A genre of 'words' and 'songs' in the traditional style of Dongyan: Ling.

A kind of fun game in Dongyan's traditional wine culture: Ling.

The seasons and festivals in the traditional political circulars of Dongyan: order

Ability unknown——

This is what Ormer has included in his compilation of information on the Rhode Island Forum.

In this kind of information collation, special beings such as Miss Ling, Miss Yella, and Miss Scati are related, which naturally makes Omer pay special attention to it...... The results are as described above, helplessly brief.

To be honest, although the staff of the Rhode Island company talked about everything on the forum, even if they caught the boss stealing food in the middle of the night, they dared to take the forum water, which shows that there are no taboos in their style.

But even then, there is only a limit to what can be sifted through and summarized by those small talks.

There are even a lot of content that looks very bizarre and further raises the bar for forensics.

Omer, who is not very idle, is not very demanding.

Just like he can easily fill in the abilities of the year and the night for smelting and painting, but he also knows that the abilities of those two are far more than that.

But in Ling's information, he did not put the word 'free' in the other party's ability list column, but only hung a 'unknown'.

It's not that it's not a lack of evidence, it's that it's incomprehensible.

Although he has lived in this eastern realm for more than ten years, he still has too many unknown cultures and vocabulary.

For him, the word "free" is an extremely unfamiliar realm.

Not to mention him, even for most Dongyan people who were born in Dongyan and are red-rooted, the frequency of use of the word "Xiaoyao" is getting lower and lower.

This is also inseparable from the fact that the score line of the source energy school of the martial arts and immortal schools has increased year by year, and it is inseparable.

However, it is more due to the changes of the times, so that the social atmosphere pays more attention to a "responsibility".

is entangled in many trivial matters, so naturally there is no talk of 'leisure'.

The freedom to be free from all shackles does not sound difficult to understand, and although this way of living is rare in modern times, it is not impossible to find cases.

But as a description of ability, it is too vague.

What is Leisure? Follow one's heart? How far can she go? What can she do? Can you list specific values? Can that be more visually illustrated......

With these unanswerable questions in mind, he ended up leaving the column blank, thinking that he would add it later when he had something to gain.

According to someone's expectation, the so-called future should be far, far away.

Because he has not had any recent need to make contact with a special presence on the Rhode Island side.

There was no chance to talk happily and meet again in the brief contact with Miss Nian and Miss Xi.

That information is like the information of the active and excellent horse racing girls, even if it is collected, it will not be used in the short term - because there are no races to run recently, and the three of Cha Sa, Bourbon, and Speed Son will have to go through a stable training period of at least half a month.

But even if the rules of the tournament can be stable, personal circumstances are a different story.

Just like at this moment, he had to admit that the so-called "anticipation" itself was very fragile, and it would be easily shattered once it encountered an accident.

Just like at this moment, he is still not familiar with Miss Nian and Miss Xi, and he is already about to be called by the sister of those two.

"Unfair? Why? Mr. Omer. The incarnation of the year-old beast with only a name and no surname smiled.

The purple blue eyes are also accompanied by a red eyeshadow that I don't know whether it is born or artificial, and the smile has a careless charm and frivolity, which makes the demon subconsciously look sideways to curb the vivid and abrupt feeling.

He doesn't have delusions.

Because he knew that most of the time, those girls were just normal treats, and he had a pair of overly delicate and sharp eyes.

That eye can help him capture a person's personality, habits, experiences, and often even the 'superfluous parts'.

Such as beauty.

The beauty of the spirit, the beauty of the face, and even the temptation that extends from the beauty.

Those girls themselves don't necessarily recognize the beauty of confidence, and he can also "capture" them with those eyes.

And when faced with those girls who are already beautiful enough, those eyes will also give him an 'illusion' of himself.

An illusion that it is easy to become a 'common letter man'.

It's like the other person's eyes are talking.

It's like the other party is deliberately showing that temptation.

- Changing to others is mostly self-conscious, and it is Omer's turn...... It's the same.

As long as someone else is unconscious and you still think of yourself, it is a kind of excess self-awareness.

That's why we have to consciously converge on that awareness.

He does have a physical sense, good at finding beautiful eyes, and since he was a child, he has been praised by his grandmother, who is good at art, as if he can really have some kind of artistic cells.

Although the Pader's art was like a precursor to some kind of promotion ceremony, he clearly did not follow that path.

After all, everyone knows, whether it's music or painting or something else...... The way of art is also the way to spend money.

Not to mention that you have to compete with AI in every way - it's not a good meal, and competing with AI means that you have to have excellent characteristics that outperform AI, and you have to pay a longer accumulation cost before you can create that feature.

This is back to the summer a few days before the summer vacation.

In that summer, he had a lazy and idle conversation with Bi Ze, and in the jumping topics, he talked about the new low of the Academy of Fine Arts' volunteer application.

And now, with such eyes like a painter, Omer already has enough self-knowledge.

"It's nothing, since you've been tricked, there's no need to shout about the victimization declaration," looking away, Omer calmed his heartbeat that momentarily slowed down, thinking that this was the first time in the past six months, and still said, "But Miss Ling deliberately intercepted me, is there something wrong?" ”

Looking back at the view of the dilapidated house below, looking at the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, who had no change in movement, did not even serve a single tea, as if she was sitting there and chatting, Omer added:

"Isn't everything here fake?"

"It's up to you to judge whether it's true or what's false, Mr. Omer," said Ling on the side, abruptly drawing an awkward wine saucer in his hand, and filling a glass with a gourd, "but I thought Mr. Omer would be interested in time. ”

"Is time stopped, or is it extended, I think, this is the state, right? Presumably the latter. Omer said lightly, glancing at the glass, and after hesitating for a moment, he took it.

"Although the two below are still talking normally."

The Weaver Girl probably doesn't have the common sense of human hospitality etiquette, and the Cowherd probably doesn't have the courage to take the initiative to mention it, so the two of them just put it there and chatted awkwardly.

However, if you want to calculate the background of the times, perhaps the hospitality etiquette itself is still relatively primitive.

It wasn't much better, and Omer took a sip as he looked at the fragrant wine saucer for a few seconds.

His decision proved to be the right one.

It was just a small sip of the spicy sensation that almost caused him to rain down a mist below.

But he didn't lose his temper after all, just silence.

Then, in silence, take another sip to further adapt to the extremes that dull the senses and make the eyes see more clearly.

He seemed to be able to see the abnormal air masses in the air, and all the oil paints that were more contrasting and colliding.

And his reaction that he did not lose his temper and did not have a red face and ears was taken into his eyes, Ling replied happily: "Not bad." ”

"Here, time outside will be extremely slow, and Mr. Omer won't have to be chattered by his female companions after going out for a while."

To be honest, it is not the first time that Omer has experienced this kind of dream with a long sense of time, but he has a more intuitive understanding of the 'Ling's dream' mentioned by the group of people in the Rhode Island Forum.

She can even inflict the direction of dreams on the real thing, adding a bit of hazy reality to a scroll.

Blurry and real, this feeling that should be conflicting with each other merges into one, and it is really freewheeling and miraculous.

One of the so-called forms of 'leisure' is like this?

Omer lowered his eyes to the remaining liquid in the cup, and then looked at the wind-blown strand of hair that shook slightly, and the faint braid on the side.

"So, what did you want to say in the first place?"

"I would say, is there any interest in visiting a similar land again? Mr. Omer. ”

"About the so-called Xi'e?"

"No, just like this world is a project experience of Tanabata, the land over there is a pure game experience created by another group of people."

"Invite me to try it out?"

"Yes, I think you can also see that the world that Xiao Xi and they have made is real enough, but there are too obvious flaws in the design."

"Indeed, the average person does not notice the hidden past," Omer sighed, gulping down the remaining liquor, "and I don't know who those achievements are for." ”

He was unexpectedly fond of the wine.

After a few more bites, he gradually got used to it, and the warmth rising from his stomach not only fought against the cold current on the peak, but also gave him a sense of warmth and fullness back to the state of the devil.

Even the mouth seems to be able to breathe out a bit of heat.

That may not have been an illusion, after all, Ling did see the dark red that gradually rose in his brown pupils.

It is also natural to drink the liquor that is not loved by people, and the inhuman ingredients are also naturally restless.

"Of course, from another point of view, although Xiaoxi's design has raised the threshold, it has also screened out wonderful people like Mr. Omer who can think of going with them, and it is not a mountain and a river to find a soulmate."

"That's too much to think of me," Omer shook his head, "and I'm using only a summary of my predecessors and my own clumsy observational deductions. ”

"It's not so much that I want to go together, but that I have touched on their design ideas for a moment through a little trial and error."

"Or Miss Xi?" He added.

Although the copywriter is a team, the twists and turns of the way of explanation, it feels like a very awkward individual, and it is really hard to say whether it is the style of Ms. Shock, Miss Xingji and others.

Based on his several superficial views of Miss Xi, he feels that there is a bit of overlap.

"It's Xiaoxi, that's right." Ling's words also corroborated his suspicions.

"My sister likes to hide and tuck any work involved, and she doesn't look at it with others, so she doesn't want to share it with others, how can she be proud?"

"I think everyone has their own standards for judging proudly, and so is sharing."

"Indeed, I have heard that Mr. Omer is not more than twenty years old, but he has an unexpected vision."

"It's over, it's just picking up the experience of others and offering ugliness."

"Without further ado, does Mr. Ormer have any thoughts on those games?"

"If you have ideas, you naturally have them, but you don't necessarily have time."

"Time is fine, those friends' projects are not really perfect......"

"So you need a tester?"

"Experience," Ling said with a smile, lifting the gourd in his hand, "Mo said the test." ”

Omer also raised his hand, probed the wine saucer closer, and let the other party reload: "Specially looking for me to say this?" So the so-called game is really a game? ”

"It's true, it's a game that the friends of the Rhine Life use to experience for their employees, but maybe it's a testing ground."

"In that case, can I bring outsiders?"

"Of course you can, very welcome, but I need to remind you that just like the design of Xiaoxi's world, ordinary children may not be able to accept the oppression of weaving manifestation."

"Those kids aren't afraid of that."

"That's my fool's errand, I'm punishing myself?" Ling smiled freely, and said that he had already lifted the gourd, not so much as self-punishment, but impatient.

She really loves to drink too much, which makes Omer helpless.

"Miss Ling, can I ask you a question?"

"Huh? Just ask. ”

"Rhode Island has its own world to back it up, and there are many strange people in the company, so why invite me?"

"Will Mr. Omer not know what is special about him?"

"I think that speculation alone is always unreliable, and there has to be actual verification."

"So, Mr. Omer, do you think that the Weaver Girl attaches great importance to that answer to the Cowherd, what is the essence of asking?"

"It's not okay to answer questions with questions, Miss Ling."

"Only once." Ling smiled and raised the gourd.

Omer also handed over the wine saucer and touched it, intending to drink it first, but after a pause, he replied: "What the Weaver Girl is questioning, that is, why he can give up everything he has for a promise—that is the most incomprehensible, even the most fearful, of the great Ones who were born to be great. ”

"It's a difference in perspective."

He said, picked up the wine saucer, and drank it all.

With him, he still picked up the wine gourd, laughed silently and happily, and drank together.

"Truly, by that I think Mr. Omer will be able to help those friends."