The attic of the Polo café is still in better condition than Lublanc.

Tang Ze, who was packing his things, was very happy.

The area is not large, and there are no windows, but there is a serious bed and an independent bathroom, and these two points alone are very satisfying to him.

Trivia, the bed that the P5 protagonist sleeps on is made of several plastic baskets for drinks and a wooden plank.

The original things were packed into three cardboard boxes and sent to the café first, in addition to the replacement of the school uniforms of Didan High School, there were also three or four sets of clothes for each season, shoes, home clothes, and some stationery, and then there was no more.

…… It's weird. Is the original body a vacuum person who has no personal hobbies and no personal belongings? Don't have a personal belongings that reflect your past life?

Think about his brand new mobile phone.

Don't confiscate all the original things, right?

Not to mention, there is a great possibility that Bourbon is here, and maybe all of Tang Zezhao's electronic devices, books and papers have been taken away.

Thinking of this, Tang Ze opened his commuter bag and took out the handbook inside.

Sure enough, a blank new book.

Tang Ze sighed and threw it back into his bag, it was good, perfect, no matter who did it, his business ability was outstanding, and he swept it clean.

Forget it, his long year of life is about to begin, and he is not in a hurry.

He was so hungry that he didn't eat lunch or dinner. There's a kitchen downstairs, but it's not good to use café ingredients casually, so at least you have to say hello first, right?

He didn't have ...... on him either.

Oh no, he has it!

Thinking of this, Tang Ze sat up straight. Oh, why don't you try your own four-dimensional pocket?

In order to prevent the overly cautious Bourbon from installing surveillance equipment in the attic, Tang Ze first pretended to reach into the bag and fumble.

Then he flipped through the long list of props and chose the cheapest rice ball.

In the next second, his right hand was gripping the cold plastic wrapper.

…… It's really okay, something.

Tang Ze raised the cold rice ball in front of his eyes and pinched it, it was flexible and elastic, it was indeed a porcelain rice ball.

But is it really possible to eat this kind of food with no expiration date? To tell you the truth, he still has Lu Blanc's super spicy curry that has been stored for two years according to the plot time of the game, made by a week, not to mention eating it in reality, he is hesitant to eat it in the game.

Touching his aching stomach, Tang Ze still opened the package, closed his eyes, and bit down.

There is no strange taste, the rice grains are sweet and full when you bite into it, and it is strangely delicious.

Tang Ze quickly showed off one, looked down at the size of the commuter bag, and felt that it was reasonable to hide another rice ball, so he showed off another one.

It's very powerful, go back and try to see if you can stuff things into it, if you can go in and out freely, then he is already half invincible, already, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Four-dimensional pockets, yyds.

As soon as his nerves relaxed, exhaustion overwhelmed him, and the mental pressure of a day of information explosion was really indescribable.

Flipping out of his home clothes, Tang Ze slowly moved towards the bathroom.

He was already tired and it was time to sleep.

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Blue, boundless blue spreads out in front of you.

The crisp sound of wind chimes striking and the door opening and closing followed, and Tang Ze opened his eyes to find himself standing in front of the dimly lit bar.

The dark blue checkerboard floor tiles, the blue diamond-shaped motif walls, and the bar covered with Klein blue tablecloths reflected by several spotlights all represent the same thing......

"Welcome to the Velvet Room, this guest." The bartender, who was standing at the bar, turned around, took a goblet from the cup holder, and made a gesture of invitation to Karasawa.

"Bar, ha......" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, his expression was strange, but he still picked a high chair and sat down, "My velvet room, is it actually a bar?" I've been a big drinker for a long time. ”

"Excellent sarcasm, right?" The blonde-haired, golden-eyed bartender folded his arms and leaned casually against the bar.

Tang Ze looked at each other, from the blue jazz hat, to the blue bow tie and waistcoat.

He was quite handsome, his blonde hair was combed into a submissive back, and although he had a completely Asian soft face, his thin facial features were highlighted. This makes him look more mature, and if you want to guess the age, most people would say twenty-seven or eighteen, and the temperament and the retro-toned bar background are quite compatible.

But......

"Either way, it's not appropriate to let minors into a bar." Tang Ze probed his particularly tender face in front of the other party.

"I don't think so, guest. The velvet room is a reflection of the guest's heart, and the average minor will not reflect the bar. The bartender smiled, he lifted the brim of his hat, and bowed slightly to Tang Ze very formally, "My name is Leon, and I am your helper." ”

It's time to go through the process and install it.

Tang Ze blinked quickly: "So, do you want to read those lines?" ”

"What lines, 'Here is the gap between dream and reality, spirit and matter'? As you know, there's no need to waste your time. Without satisfying Tang Ze's second heart for Taimoto, Leon shook his head lightly and pushed the goblet in front of him with his backhand.

"Ah, so you do know everything, including 'comics', 'games', 'time-traveling' and so on." Tang Ze knocked on the empty wine glass, and his tone was not too surprised.

It can be seen from Leon's answer that he understands Tang Ze's voiceover, which also means that he knows Tang Ze's real life experience.

Leon nodded, and admitted very dryly, "That's right. Whatever you know, I know. ”

Tang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, easily accepted this setting, and even felt lucky.

You must know that the basic setting of the Persona series of games is partly born from Jungian psychology, with a strong mysticism and cult color, and most of the characters who know the truth of the worldview are in the style of the secret keepers, highlighting a non-human speech.

He chose a more relaxed position, leaned his head into the palm of his raised hand and let out a long breath: "Whew—that's good, it's too torturous to dream of listening to riddlers say riddles." Since you fully understand, let's be open and honest. There's no Igor here, is there? Is it because the world is sewn strangely? ”

Igor, as the owner of the velvet room who has appeared in several works in the series, is an old man with white hair and a long nose, and from the setting, he is a puppet created by the embodiment of human reason, playing an image like "the wise man who guides the protagonist", and tells riddles in the interlude.

In P5, his image still has certain key elements of the plot, and the lack of this character can be asserted that the world in which Tang Ze is now located is completely offset from the plot of P5.

Leon spread his hands and made an innocent expression: "It's not very clear, it should be this reason?" But it doesn't matter, anyway, we're all destined to be 'supernumerary' now. ”

As soon as the words "supernumerary" came out, Tang Ze's face suddenly darkened.

"You don't have to taunt me like that."

"Sorry, it wasn't on purpose." Leon's smile didn't show that it was "not intentional" at all, he just shrugged his shoulders again, looking nonchalant, "Don't care, it's all a matter of 'last life'." ”

"Don't say it's like I've been wearing it for a long time, yesterday I was still doing happy death at home, okay, as soon as I close my eyes and open them, I will become a 'previous life'." Speaking of this, Tang Ze remembered the game he hadn't finished playing, as well as the graphic novels he hadn't finished, and couldn't help but cover his chest and feel sad, "I haven't played it yet!" ”

He originally had no worries about food and clothing, and could paralyze until the salted fish life of retirement, but he quickly forwarded to graduation overnight, who would have thought of this?

"But you're actually happy, aren't you?" Instead of cooperating with Tang Ze's pretended wail, Leon chose to directly expose his true thoughts.

Tang Ze's face froze, he coughed twice in embarrassment, put down his hand and returned to a lazy sitting position: "...... Can you know so thoroughly? ”

Truly. The sudden crossing is a disaster for many people who live a stable life and don't want to find excitement, but for Tang Ze......

An unchanging pool of stagnant water, and a glimpse of the future of the grave. His going with the flow is just resigned to his fate, not that he likes to be bland.

While thinking like this, Tang Ze subconsciously stroked his knees, which were now intact and had smooth curves.

"I am your assistant, your mirror, your companion and accomplice." Leon raised his hat to greet him, and then gestured to the empty glass in front of Tang Ze, "It's the bar's opening hours, do you want a drink?" ”

"So, I said that I don't drink too much......"

"I understand, so do you want it?"

"Ahem, yes."

Not surprised by Tang Ze's true incense behavior, Leon took out a bottle of wine.

The reddish amber liquor poured into Tang Ze's glass, and he leaned closer to smell the mellow grain aroma, and raised his eyebrows again: "This is bourbon?" Are you hinting at something. ”

"Not a hint." Leon turned to the side and let go of the wine cabinet on the back wall of the bar, which was now very empty, except for the first row of bourbons, tall and low, "This is the only one we have." ”

"Because I met 'Bourbon'? Such a simple and crude reason? Tang Ze was speechless, but still took a sip of the wine glass.

The luasing, sweet smell and long-lost alcohol made him squint the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't control the upturned corners of his mouth.

"It's too bad, it's not easy to quit drinking, and if I become addicted to alcohol, I can't even buy beer, and I'm still underage." Tang Ze took another sip of joy while muttering complainingly.

"Don't worry, it won't affect the reality of the situation, you just treat it as a bonus easter egg, right?"

"The nature of the reward? Encourage me to reach out to the people of the Black Order in order to drink more? Tang Ze snorted disapprovingly, "A little bit of looking down on people, right?" ”

"It's just an easter egg, so you should collect achievements." Leon naturally knew how to give Tang Ze a smooth hair, and he calmed him down with a word.

Tang Ze, a platinum player with all trophies and achievements, immediately felt respected, and didn't care about this weird room function, and began to ask the core question: "Okay, so what is my mission?" Do you also want to fight in the cognitive world and prevent the integration of the cognitive world and the material world? ”

P5 Tang Ze understands, Conan Tang Ze also understands, sewing a piece, he can't fix it a little.

P5's worldview is supernatural, although it is supernatural at the psychological level, which is equivalent to the concretization of human cognition into the inner world, and people who have the ability to influence the cognitive world can naturally affect the real world in turn, which has a strong symbolic meaning, but it is also supernatural.

The logic of the main line of P5 at the level of worldview is actually to explore the relationship between cognition and reality, and then make a choice at the end, relying on fearlessness to face the truth to save the world.

And Conan, although Newton's coffin board is completely lifted here, kicking satellites, and punching superman, the comic will still stubbornly pretend to be materialistic, not funny, and it is a mystery comic in the style of Benge.

Its main line is a spy war drama and a police and bandit drama, the main scene is the battle of wits and courage between the red and black sides, I predict, I predict your prediction, etc., plus the winery decryption three choice competition, step by step to promote the protagonist to understand the black organization and defeat it.

What does the two come up with?

It's weird.

Leon shook his head in denial of Donzawa's thoughts, and gave the first shock answer of the night.

"Not really. In this world, they have long been fused together. ”