Lixiang is also working hard to survive today

What a static beauty.

Well, then there is a scene that will probably appear in the future of this book...

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PS1: June's real name store is closed, please don't ask again, unless... But this depends on Fufu.Know what I'm talking about, don't ask if you don't understand, anyway, most people in the group understand.

PS2: The first half of the chapter is almost 2 words long, I don’t have time to write Chapter 12 anymore, and I have to work for [-] hours tomorrow...

Chapter 134 Intersection. Sorry, Mr. S, you seem to have overturned

It seems strangely quiet around here.

The young man who was hurrying in the forest thought silently.

Of course, this kind of quietness does not mean that there is no sound at all nearby, at least, from the perspective of him who seems to have dark circles under his eyes and some sparse beard on his face, this is not the case.

I can hear the sound of running water faintly coming from a distance.

You can see, flapping its wings high in the sky, no matter how you look at it, a creature that looks like a dragon, from the deepest part of this forest, disappears in a flash.

The squirrels on the tree, holding the nuts they did not know where they collected, lined up and walked towards a certain tree hole. The rabbits in the grass, gnawed on an unknown type of plant, and looked up from time to time. Own.

Stop.

The young man could feel that at this moment, the afternoon sun was falling from the gaps between the trees, and that golden radiance made him, who had had enough of the coldness in the city, feel extremely warm. A certain existence of creatures, everything here seems to be so peaceful, but this is wrong, there must be something wrong!

He tightly clenched the civilized stick in his hand, and raised and raised the black top hat on his head. The eyes of the boy who looked at most fifteen or sixteen years old were full of vigilance.

"Although everything looks normal, there is something wrong. You must be careful all the way."

Yes, something is wrong.

A boy who knows how evil it is for a little girl who forcibly pulls himself and others into this strange world is very vigilant.

"Well, if my bad friends from the past see me who is surprised and careful now, they will be surprised, right?"

Laughed at himself, but before he finished laughing, he narrowed his eyes because the wound on his body was touched, causing him to tremble unnaturally.

It's a pity that they will never have the chance again.

Yes, that night, except for myself, everyone in the clock tower was dead, completely dead.

Of course, in all fairness, he thinks that most of the magicians who died deserved to die. After all, few who became magicians were normal people, but it was still a bit sad.

It has only been passed on for three generations, and the magic engraving has only just begun. It is only about a millimeter better than a half-baked one. Compared with a magician, it is more of an individual. Therefore, the boy who was excluded on a daily basis sighed.

The few friends who were in a similar situation to me are all gone.

However, even though he survived, this lingering state cannot be called luck.

Glancing at mid-air, the boy frowned.

The number of investigators who are still active now...cut, are there only four left?

Damn it, there were still sixteen people at the beginning!

That night, facing herself being chased and killed by a lunatic who claimed to be a partner of justice but drove Babbage justice or freedom, the little girl with white hair and purple pupils smiled and extended a helping hand.

However, I was wrong, so wrong, that was not a helping hand at all, but an invitation letter from hell.

I should have noticed it a long time ago, idiot, what she said is not normal at all!

"Hello, John Smith. You don't know me, but I know you. Now, I want to play a game."

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.

After agreeing to her request and leaving the world called the Outer World Great Britain, he and other unlucky people who joined one after another entered this strange world called the Inner World Great Britain.

"Welcome to the world of fairy tales. From now on, you will be the investigators, and I will be the keeper. Don't worry, don't worry, there are a hundred books of fairy tales in this world, and as long as each of you can If you collect five books of fairy tales, you can return to the original world—yes, return to the time before all tragedies began. Of course, the same is true for you from Chaldea. As long as someone can collect five books, you can return to the original world. Put an end to this singularity of appearance and interior, steam and fairy tale.

Don't worry, it's your first game, and I'm the same, so the rules are very loose.

I will not impose any restrictions on you, you can do whatever you want, but you must remember that all [key] actions have an implicit judgment value, when the dice of fate appear and roll, Please be careful and be careful.

So, roll the dice now and when the character cards are done... the game will begin! "

Damn it, five fairy tale books are easy to say, but in fact, it's too difficult!

Let's talk about your character card...

Look at the name, John Smith, occupation, clock tower nightclub sign male PR, skills, what happy ball, what happy fire, what what happy... Then the title is the friend of middle-aged and elderly women, age That column is a 17-year-old (false age) who is like a candle in the wind. The teenager who was a little relaxed because of exhaustion regained some energy again by relying on the burning anger.

What the hell?

What's the matter?

How can this be done?

Which bastard made this shitty character card of his meow? It's useless at all, okay? ! ?

If it weren't for my information and a character card, I would have been banned by this strange place on the first day I just came here because I accidentally complained that the king of the next country doesn't wear clothes in public in broad daylight. Wei Jun kindly invites you to eat the prison meal and pick up the soap along the way!

After becoming an investigator, the teenager who was forcibly fed with a bunch of weird knowledge burst into tears.

However, although he really wanted to complain, he couldn't find the second guy in the truck and beat him up, because the second guy was none other than himself who was confused at the beginning.

Damn it, why is creating a character card a roll of dice!My luck has always been bad!

Thinking of how hard it was to evade the chase the night before, and came to another small city to take a breather, but because of a whim, I saw a poor little girl who was still selling matches in a snowy day, and planned to help her, but the dice of fate suddenly Appeared, told him that the minimum value was nine, and the number of times was three, and then he threw three fours, but the next second the little girl's style of painting changed suddenly, and she took out a weird instrument from the basket containing the matchbox with a swipe , Shouting "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, one breath [-] turns, great mercy and compassion to save the world", then take out a box of matches, light one, fire once, light one, fire once, wait until dawn, let The strange experience of the so-called "kind, kind and compassionate people" who passed by her indifferently without even looking at them, and their whole family went to heaven neatly. —

"What kind of plot is this fucking meow!"

Although, in the end, he did get a fairy tale book "Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. It's not that there is no reward, but the ammunition I ordered has not yet arrived--BY The Little Girl Selling Fire X", but he didn't know anything about it. I didn't mean to be happy, I just felt like I had something to complain about.

What the hell?

What's the matter?

How can this be done?

Keeper, will you know how to play? ! ?

By the way, are you really the little match girl instead of the gunpowder girl? ! ?

Andersen would cry, he really would cry!

But I seem to be pretty good. When I think of what [your teammate, investigator XXX has been mercilessly shot to death by a grown-up swan because he laughed at a certain animal for being too ugly], what [yours] Teammate, investigator XXX tried to save a certain child who was ruthless by the devil's mirror shards, sneaked into the Snow Queen's ice palace but unfortunately failed, and now has gloriously turned into a new ice sculpture], what [yours] Teammate, investigator XXX entered a certain king’s castle for the night by mistake, but did not notice a pea hidden behind twenty eiderdown quilts, and was eventually made into a statue by a sad prince], he couldn’t help but beat a chill.

There is no doubt that if the person who created this world is the little girl who claims to be the Keeper, then she must be full of malice towards investigators like herself.

And what's worse, besides the daily announcements from the Sand Sculpture teammates, I can also hear other announcements from time to time, such as...

[The absorption progress of the Brothers Grimm is currently: 56%, and the absorption progress of Lewis Carroll is currently 77%...]

[Friendly reminder, when the progress reaches 100%, Inner World Great Britain will be forcibly updated. 】

[Young man, don't you want to accelerate into a more advanced world? 】

Sorry, I don't want to, sorry to bother you, goodbye.

What a joke, the current plot is so sad, who wants to enter a more advanced world!When the three major fairy tales are absorbed together, we investigators probably won't know what to do...

[Your teammate, investigator named Detective XXXX, in order to break the curse of the mermaid princess, found the real behind-the-scenes mastermind, but because he accidentally looked directly at the other party, that is, the mythical creature—the sea singer Cthulhu, he rolled a point to judge the master Failed, now in silence. 】

[Actually, sometimes, the difference between murlocs and mermaids is not very big. After all, the source of their blood is Dagon and Hydra, and if you go back to the original source...]

[The plot line of the Mermaid Princess is temporarily deemed to be a complete failure, and the fairy tale book has entered an unobtainable state. 】

"what?!?"

Looking at the air again, the boy was shocked to find that there was one more investigator teammate marked as silent.

Of the sixteen investigators, eleven of them rushed to the street, and two were silent. Counting myself, there seemed to be only three of them who were still active.But the problem is, apart from my [London Clock Tower Golden Male Public Relations NO. Marshal of the Demon Dao!We're not going to die here, are we? ! ?

Speechlessly, he looked again at [Famous Detective] and [Flower of Hope Blooming in the Last Place], who had entered the silence, and the boy rolled his eyes.

Don't panic.

Yes, don't panic.

Because the problem is huge, it is useless to panic.

Meowed.

Taking a deep breath, the boy forced himself to calm down, and returned to the original goal - he came here to kill wolves, yes, to kill wolves.

Thinking of the hunter who sold animal furs he met in the city, and the figure in a red cloak and carrying a basket that he saw when he just entered, he made his mission clear once again.

Target!

Granny Wolf!

Now, it's quiet all around.

According to experience, this kind of strange silence usually only occurs when a certain plot is triggered by investigators, so I should be almost at my destination.

So, I skipped the strange bread crumbs sprinkled all the way on the ground, I skipped the birds flying away with gems in their mouths, I skipped the towers in the distance that I saw in the distance, I skipped the weird fragrance that seems to be in the far away place The house, past the strange three little pigs, and a big glowing tree hole, the boy finally saw a house.

"very good......"

[Gem magic is the most reasonable thing in the world. 】

Accompanied by this common but psychological hint of his creed, the boy's magic circuit was opened.

Sneaking, sneaking cautiously, thanks to the [male public relations skills that will never be discovered by the husband of the guest] on the character card, the boy silently touched the window, leaning on the afternoon sun, he was sure, It should be your goal.

So......

"Smashing the window!"

Toss to start...

The minimum value is two, the number of times is unique, and the number of points is six, a big success!

The unscathed young man entered the house with a swipe of the broken window, without hesitation, he took out the gems and released the long-prepared gem magic. In the next second, half of the hut went up to the sky on the spot!

But......

"wrong!"

Strange, very strange, I was sure that there was someone on the bed, and I was sure that the other party took my full blow unprepared, but something was wrong, there must be something wrong......

Ok?

In the broken wreckage, why do I seem to see several... something like a miniature bed?

"......Well?"

Lazy, lazy, young, soft, but with a strange and charming voice sounded from the pile of wreckage.

"Here... is it? Strange, strange, isn't Lixiang still there, Halloween...?"

halloween? ? ?

"It's really bad, you actually woke her up [again], obviously I managed to make her [again] fall asleep with a poisonous apple." A black gothic lolita dress emerged, claiming The keeper's little girl appeared in front of John Smith, or Mr. S.

"what?"

The boy, who couldn't understand what happened at all, felt bad for no reason.

"This is not allowed, this is not allowed, obviously I have been sleeping, repeated countless times, from the time I first came to Chaldea to the time when I entered the singularity in London, it is enough, because the reality is so sad, So, it's better to let you have a good dream, but you still want to wake up...this~ can~ no~ okay~ yo~"

As she spoke, she walked slowly towards the pile of wreckage.

"Sad me, lonely you, let's realize your last wish together, shall we?"

As she spoke, she carried another little child who was so adorable just by looking at her, out of the pile of wreckage, and gently stroked her head.

"No, right...wait a minute, I..."

"Okay, okay, I, do you like HAPPY END the most? Because that's something I don't have. So..."

"Good night, sleep peacefully, next time you wake up... you must be happy? Because, for you, the past is not unchangeable..."

"Oops, sleepy again, this is, this is, the 37th time..."

The half-opened eyes closed again, and a certain child returned to the dream of the past again.

"Then, sad and sweet Mr. John Smith, what a hard way it has been to come here, but so much of the adventure. Like your head . . . is going to thump."

[Because of your unintentional actions, it seems to have triggered some death flag.But don't lose heart, you still have one last chance. 】