Paradise: Ready Player One

The guard hesitated for a while before explaining.

"Outlander?"

"Well, wearing strange clothes, I don't know which country he is from, and he doesn't even have a certificate on him. No one will care about such a person even if he dies."

The guard said indifferently, he didn't take this kind of murder to heart. If it was said that a native of the country died, then the higher-ups might put some pressure on it.

But for a person of unknown origin like this who died in a foreign country, it would be considered good to dig a hole for him.

"That's it"

Chen Ming looked past the soldiers in front of him, and saw the fallen corpses in the alley.

Although his vision was poor, he could still clearly see the appearance of the dead with his eyesight.

I finally understood what kind of strange method the so-called strange clothes are.

In the context of medieval Western Europe, the dead man is wearing a tracksuit from the present day, which is as strange as it can be.

It was this clothing that allowed Chen Ming to determine the identity of the deceased. After glancing at the world that was still operating normally, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered in a weak and inaudible voice.

"The main character dies at the beginning...it shouldn't be a big problem"

The guard who started talking couldn't stop talking.

"This guy has black hair and black pupils. He obviously has the appearance characteristics of a southern refugee, but his skin is very delicate. Although the clothes are strange, the fabrics are exquisite. He doesn't look like someone who lives at the bottom..."

Before the guards could finish their reasoning, Chen Ming left the crowd.

"Why didn't the "return of death" happen? Is this a trick of Paradise, or is this the setting of the world, the so-called "return of death" is not a restart of the timeline..."

Chen Ming rubbed his chin. As a magician, he has a lot of interest in such unknown and mysterious things.

Why don't you study it while it's hot?

Chen Ming was a little confused, but finally decided to give up. He is not the second magician, and he has never set foot in the field of parallel worlds.

And as a player, the main mission is more important.

"Hey, brother, do you want some apples?"

A fruit merchant with a strong physique, a stern expression, and a scar on his face shouted at Chen Ming with some dissatisfaction.

This guy stood in front of his stall, didn't buy anything, and was still muttering. He didn't know what to say. If it wasn't for the face of the other party's knight uniform, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Do you want money?"

Chen Ming came back to his senses, turned around and asked.

"Nonsense, how can I not want money, do you think I am doing charity?"

The fruit merchant was a little annoyed, he felt that Chen Ming was here to trouble him.

Hearing this, Chen Ming took a closer look at the other party and nodded.

“I feel like it”

"..."

The fruit merchant was sure that this guy was just looking for trouble, and his fist hardened a little.

At this time, a cold and arrogant voice sounded from behind Chen Ming.

"All the fruits here are bought by my concubine!"

Chapter 372 The Sun's Guidance

A gold-red car that looked extremely luxurious was galloping on the driveway of Wangcheng.

Anyone with a little bit of status in the capital can recognize the owner of this earth dragon chariot at a glance.

The Scarlet Bride's name is like thunder in the royal city.

Not to mention that the opponent is still one of the king's candidates.

It's just that it's not a good name.

But it is undeniable that the beauty and charm of the other party are directly proportional to the danger on her body.

Priscilla sat upright in the carriage, even though she didn't do anything, her body still revealed strong arrogance and confidence.

Vibrant orange hair seemed to be shining brightly in the sun, flowing down her back like a waterfall.

From the neck, ears to fingers, there are gorgeous decorations all over it. It can be seen that it is a very expensive high-end gadget, but it doesn't mean to overwhelm the host at all.

All are supporting Priscilla's beauty.

The girl has a pair of red pupils with sharp eyes, giving people a sense of provocation all the time, just by looking at it, you can tell that she is not a very easy person to get along with.

The light peach-colored lips reflected the white skin like snow.

However, he is only 19 years old and has not yet reached the end of his development, but the curves of his figure are already beyond the reach of countless women.

And she herself did not shy away from showing her own advantages, wearing a blood-colored dress, revealing the whiteness of her shoulders, neck and chest.

But to be honest, in the face of Priscilla's aura, not many people dare to face up to her beauty.

And sitting in the same carriage with such a girl who interpreted beauty to the extreme was a one-armed man wearing a black helmet that completely covered his face.

Contrary to the luxurious decoration in the carriage, the man was wearing a very cheap cloak.

Then he was wearing a jacket and trousers made of linen that looked like a bandit, and his socks were foot bags like Santa Claus, but there was a very gorgeous big sword pinned to his waist.

This knight is not like a knight, and his guard is not like a guard. His whole body reveals an uncoordinated man named Aldibalan.

The current job is Priscilla's Knight.

"I said, Priscilla-sama, why did you come to the capital this time?"

Aldibalan has nothing to say, sitting in the car like this is boring enough.

"No reason, it's just that I haven't visited my royal capital for a long time, so I came here on a whim."

"Your royal capital, if I remember correctly, Priscilla-sama, you are only one of the four candidates."

Aldibalan scratched his helmet and said bluntly.

"I said Al, do I need to say more about such a simple matter? Everything in this world revolves around me as a concubine. As long as I want it, the throne must belong to me in the end..."

Before Priscilla finished bragging, she seemed to sense something, looked out the car window, and said two words out of her mouth.

"parking"

"Eh?!"

Aldibalan looked puzzled.

Well, most people should not be able to see the expression of its owner through the heavy helmet on his head.

"My gut tells me there's something good out there waiting for me"

Aldibalan looked in the direction Priscilla's folding fan was pointing at, it was the place where civilians lived.

"Where are you sure you are going, my lord?"

"Of course!"

Priscilla's red eyes shone with intense interest, and it was the first time that she could clearly feel the desire and expectation emerging from her body.

The sun is eagerly "urging" Priscilla forward.

Time goes back to the original point.

Chen Ming turned his head when he heard the sound, and met Priscilla's eyes.

Invisibly, the sights collided as if they had turned into substance, sparking fierce sparks. :

Feeling the solemnity of the atmosphere, the scar-faced uncle who sells fruit can't help swallowing, silently put down the apple in his hand, and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence.

In fact, it wasn't just him, the vendors around him also kept their mouths shut, only daring to quietly peep at Priscilla from the corner of their eyes.

The originally noisy street suddenly fell into silence.

Priscilla, a girl who shines like the sun, would make everyone around feel ashamed just by standing here.

Chen Ming naturally recognized the person in front of him, but he just didn't understand why the other party appeared here. It was obviously not the time for the other party to appear on the stage.

And it still seems to be coming for me.

Chen Ming didn't like such an accident, and he wasn't interested in joining this person's camp, so he took the lead to look away, turned sideways, and made way for him.

"Hey, Boss, people have already said that they want to buy all your fruits. Are you serious about retreating?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

The fruit merchant replied a little angrily.

However, when he looked at Priscilla, he didn't dare to look directly at her, and even his words became a little awkward.

"That... so many fruits, it might not be good if you only have one follower..."

"Whoever told you, I brought a follower"

Priscilla interrupted, and then fixed her gaze on Chen Ming.

"I have very good news for you. I, Priscilla, the future queen has taken a fancy to you and decided to give you a chance to become my attendant..."

[Reminder: The player (number: 7274) was invited by the master of Priscilla's faction, whether to choose to join his faction]

【no】

"Sorry, not interested, sorry"

Before Priscilla could finish speaking, Chen Ming refused to fight three times in a row, then turned around and left cleanly.

This operation made Priscilla unable to react for a while, and muttered to herself.

"My invitation was rejected..."

"Obviously, this is indeed the case, and the other party's attitude is very firm"

Aldibalan supported his chin with one hand, and was a little surprised by Chen Ming's straightforwardness. He knew Priscilla's charm very well, and it was the first time he saw someone who was not affected by it.

There is even a bit of avoidance.

"It's just a wandering knight who has lost his sword in his hand. How dare he refuse my invitation?"