3 Chapter III
Mizushima River Banquet slipped away.
Running away is all commanded by the system, and the system says that he will never go to the right. After completely losing his brain, his speed is comparable to that of a national athlete, his body is flexible, and he doesn't look like a blind man no matter how he looks at it.
[His hatred for you has risen to the point of not dying.] γ
"Ah, but I'll give him the money." Mizushima Chuan Yan was aggrieved, "No one will not like money, everyone knows that sending money to game NPCs can increase favorability." β
γβ¦β¦ You stole the money from him. γ
The system glanced at the panel and found that Mizushima Chuanyan's body temperature had reached 39.8 degrees, and then at the attributes, the IQ that was originally okay was declining all the way, and it looked like it was about to become a depression.
"But, is it okay?" His expression was particularly confused, "I don't even know where I am...... System, it's been so long, I've gotten out of the NPC's hatred range, right? β
Before he knew it, he had arrived in a strange place. It sounds very lively, there are noisy sounds of children, there is a lot of traffic, there is a smell of grass in the air, and the aroma of boiled, barbecued, and creamy. He seems to be near a park.
He fumbled and sat down on the bench.
Bend down and curl up.
β¦β¦ Uncomfortable.
"System...... I want to quit the game. Mizushima Kawayan hugged his knees, burned uncomfortably, cold and hot, unbuttoned his neckline, and tried to get himself together. It's not that he can't endure this bit of suffering, it's just that he can hide, so he doesn't really want to get through, "Wait for me to slow down and then go online...... Exit, Exit key...... Why can't I find my exit? System? β
[There is no exit.] γ
"What ......"
[There is no exit.] γ
"I don't read much, don't lie to me." Mizushima Kawayan showed a sluggish expression.
[My full name is Traverser Assist System.] The tone of the system is quite pitiful, [You crossed, it's a one-way ticket. γ
"Can that be archived......" Mizushima Kawayan struggled.
[Oh, there is no archive point in life. γ
ββ¦β¦β
Mizushima River Banquet was very dark in front of him.
The bottom of my heart is even darker.
He...... Just so provoking, provoked a top killer, and he didn't die...... Life hasn't started all over again......
It's overβ
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Desperate.
"Sir, you don't look very good, is there anything I can do to help you?"
When I was sad, I suddenly heard such a gentle and gentle sentence, like a balloon being pierced in a small hole, and my emotions were suddenly vented. Mizushima snorted and tilted his face towards where the voice had come from. He had a loose coat on his body, which had hung by the entrance when he ran out, and he took it easily, and it was still the thin pajamas inside, very messy, and the neckline showed a patch of white skin.
Especially like that kind of homeless stray puppy.
"I ...... I can't go home...... "He was really sad, he crossed over while playing the game, he was not struck by lightning or hit by a truck, he was a little bit of a game dish, a little unlucky, why did this kind of thing happen to him," I was asleep at home, playing with my mobile phone, and suddenly two strangers came and robbed me. I, I'm blind, I didn't have my phone when I escaped, can you call the police for me? β
He clearly heard the whispers around him:
"The young man is pretty good-looking, but I didn't expect him to be blind......"
"Poor, they are all disabled, and they were robbed from the house, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight."
"Call the police. Where do you live, young man? β
Mizushima Kawayan reported a place name, and the system told him.
"...... in that direction"
"Didn't several fire trucks just pass by? The building was on fire, as if the third and fourth floors had been burned. β
"Oh my God, it's so pitiful, robbing and burning the house?"
Mizushima River Banquet: ...... Hiss.
His home here is gone, and the killer beauty's temper is really strong.
Fortunately, there are still many kind-hearted people in this world, woo woo, and a stranger can care so much about him.
"You have a fever." The voice that spoke at the beginning rang out.
Mizushima Chuanyan now has a very high opinion of this voice, and obediently responded: "Hmm." β
"Don't be afraid, you're safe now." Mizushima Kawayan felt that something was approaching, and he subconsciously dodged it, but when he raised his hand and touched the hairy warm touch, he relaxed again, "Offended, this is my cloak." β
Dressing warmly when you're frightened can really help you relax, not to mention that he still has a fever.
Mizushima Chuanyan was so moved that he poked the system in his heart: "System-this person is super kind, and his voice is so gentle, I really want to know what he looks like, I must thank him well!" β
"He's so kind!"
System: [Tsk.] γ
Mizushima River Banquet: ?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to thank you." He seemed to understand something, "I'm sorry, I wouldn't have been able to run out without you, you are the best in the system, I will count on your help in the future." β
He is used to being unlucky, and he can be regarded as open, and after being depressed for a while, he met so many kind-hearted passers-by, and his mood quickly improved. Feeling the passer-by who had just wrapped his cloak around him sitting beside him, he turned his face slightly: "May I ask your name?" β
The furry cloak wrapped around him, and he could even smell the slightest indescribable, bitter smell.
The system mentioned it to him, and the total number of his attribute points added up to a very high amount, but Mizushima Chuanyan had no idea about it, only knew that he was not ugly. At this time, the face was slightly sideways, and the sunlight came through the glass-like eyes, moistening the light, and the godless seemed to have a god, and the eyebrows and eyes were excellent, and they were very good-looking.
Obviously he couldn't see anything, but he made an expectant expression, as if he trusted the stranger he met for the first time with all his heart.
Only.
A very deceitful look.
So the passer-by who helped him replied softly:
"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky."
β¦β¦
"Dazai, you guys actually fish and play games?"
When his name was called, the thin young man wrapped in a black coat only raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't seem to be hurt, but his face was bandaged and one side of his eyes was covered.
"A momentary whim." I saw him raise one leg, and the two long legs wrapped in suit pants were overlapped, and he didn't panic at all when he went to work and was caught, and he was calm, "Nakaya, who allowed you to call the leader by his name." β
Chu Fa's young man, Nakahara Nakaya, Mafia's current cadre, suddenly showed a disgusted expression - indeed, after all, this stupid mackerel in front of him was the leader, and no one could care about him.
Out of curiosity, Nakahara also glanced at the screen that Osamu Dazai was casually resting on his desk.
His eyes are excellent, and he can see a small figure on it from a distance, and there is an arrow above his head, which probably means that the player is controlling. The villain was near a green meadow, and there was a little man in a white dress and a hat attached to him.
It's all pixel-style, especially retro.
There's a property interface on the other side of the screen.,At first glance, it's pretty good.,Level 100 account.,The panel is a hexagonal warrior - oh.,There's a column that's recessed.,I can't see which column it's on.γ
Nakahara also didn't know that Osamu Dazai actually liked to play this.
But since Osamu Dazai became the leader, he has been working day and night, pulling everyone to work overtime, and he doesn't even sleep much, let alone other relaxing entertainment. Although Nakahara also hates him, he also thinks that he can find a fun to relax, which is very good.
Anyway, it's just a pixel game.
He placed a stack of papers on the chief's desk: "What you asked me to do last week, it's done. β
"The investigation report on the Mizushima River Banquet is all here." He doesn't really like to do this kind of boring chores, but it's not boring either, anyway, Mafia is covering the sky with one hand now, and it's not too easy to find a person's information. Zhongyuan Zhong also asked casually, "What, didn't this person die four years ago?" Could it be that the supernatural body was resurrected and ran out to make trouble? β
- There have been a few times in the past where people have died, but the ability is alive.
"Ahh His bastard leader glanced at the cover of the report, and instead of picking it up to read it, he picked up the game console again, his eyebrows bent, and he smiled, "Nakaya, your investigation is too slow. β
"This information is useless."
Nakahara Nakaya, the fist is hard.
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"System, system...... Why are you ignoring me. Are you still there? β
It was a moment late for Mizushima to hear the system's calm electronic sound.
[What's the matter?] γ
"You can see what's around me, right?" Mizushimagawa's eyes were stunned, and he made a longing voice, "Can you help me describe Fyodor's appearance, he is too good, I can't rush over and rub his face, so I lose my favor." β
I don't know if it's his delusion, the sound of the system seems to be stuck.
Halfway through, he heard the system speak:
[It's a dark rat who only likes to stay in the basement and can't see the light.] γ
Mizushima River: ......?