The swordsman's tower returns from the other world

Bai Glaze finally finished signing. He closed the notebook and his voice became firm and full of ferocity: "If Rhode Island fails, I will follow my own old path. By then, there will be no more people in the world." People dare to discriminate against infected people.”

He stared at the closed pages on the side of the notebook, as if recalling his countless overlapping lives. In those lives, he always had a way out.

Dominating everything violently and viciously is his last choice.

Yela raised her hand to take the notebook, and used a little more strength to pull it out. She comforted her in a low voice: "It won't happen one day, Bai Glaze, because Rhode Island is not the only one who will support this path. .”

"The number of infected people on this land is extremely huge. Even if they unite, it will not be a problem at all to form a new country."

"They all have your back, Baiglai, so don't be so pessimistic."

Bai Glaze nodded somewhat depressedly.

Yela smiled and looked at the man in front of her who showed a little loss in front of her. She understood that it was precisely because she was the transcendent Yelagund and a god that Baiglai could express her concerns and worries so frankly. .

If it were any operator or friend he knew, he would not dare to show such an appearance, because, as the leader of everyone, he must first show himself to be invulnerable and... indestructible.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Bai Glaze picked up a standing sign, signed his name on it, and continued: "I seem to be unexpectedly relaxed in front of you."

"Because I am a god." Yela stood in front of Bai Glaze gently and quietly, whispering softly: "Whether you regard me as a female or a god, I will respond. This is your privilege."

"Privileges...why are you giving me privileges?" Bai Glaze asked.

"Because you are very interesting, Bai Glaze, a person full of ideal brilliance and beautiful desires. There are many people like you in the world, but there are very few determined people who admit vulnerability but still choose such grand aspirations."

"Many people set great ideals for themselves when they were young, becoming scholars, politicians, and heroes... But after they grow up, they also choose to settle for the next best, choose to give in or indulge."

"Addicted to extravagant enjoyment, addicted to intrigues in the political situation, addicted to the rush and pain of life... few people can still choose to be a steadfast person amidst pain and temptation."

Bai Glaze raised his head and stared into Yela's eyes. After a long time, he shook his head.

He said softly: "No, that's not the case, Yela, I can continue walking because I have obsession."

"And this obsession is not a big deal. Any player like me, every doctor who has experienced the suffering on this land with me, will make the same choice as me if they can come here."

"I'm not great because of it."

There was distress and love in Yela's eyes.

She stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hands, held the white glaze cheeks, and came forward.

"Come on, good boy, what you said is so good and right...I want to reward you."

"Chirp..."

Bai Glaze closed her eyes and enjoyed the kiss from the gods.

Yela's fragrant tongue reveals the fragrance of the snow-capped mountains, light and dreamy, with a slightly cool breath.

The kiss broke at the first touch. After the lips parted, Yela chuckled and kissed the corner of Bai Glaze's mouth again.

"Good boy," she whispered softly.

"I will watch you succeed. I will always keep an eye on you. From now on, there is a god who will be your backing. You have to remember it, okay?"

"If you fail, come to Kjerag. I will protect you. All living beings on the snow-capped mountains will be looking forward to your arrival."

Chapter 3: God’s Gaze

【Currently holding points: 24】

[You have identified the number of strategy targets: 22]

[Operator name: Mace]

【Favourability: 30%】

[Characteristics: Patience, straightforwardness, coldness, devotion to duty, warrior obsession...]

[Progress that can be conquered: Shame (hand)]

[Points earned: 1]

[Operator name: Kelu Sil]

【Favourability: 70%】

[Characteristics: business acumen, playful, straightforward, naughty...]

[Progress that can be captured: mouth (original), hand (original), neck (kiss), chest (hand), shame (original), buttocks (slap)...]

[Points earned: 6]

[Operator name: Yela]

[Favorability: 50% (suspected to be constant)]

[Characteristics: God (undetectable)]

[Progress that can be conquered: Mouth (Kiss)]

[Points earned: 1]

Bai Glaze looked at Yeragonde in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

Jela let go, leaving the money to buy the things, and then floated away with those things.

Bai Glaze was left to raise her hand and touch her lips lightly, still recalling the kiss with the god.

There is new movement in the system.

【warn!warn! 】

【You have obtained new features! 】

【God’s Gaze (Jeragond)】

[Explanation: Yeragond is gazing at you, He will protect, He will approve, He will rejoice, He will become her in front of you. 】

[Effect: Unproven]

[You have started a new series of side missions: Land of the Gods]

[Task description: You have spied one of the secrets of this land, the existence of gods. 】

[They are called giant beasts, and they are revered as gods. Their origins are unknown but they once ruled this land. Now, they seem to have disappeared. 】

[To this day, they have not stopped, walking on the earth in human form, with their own purposes. 】

[Contacting, becoming enemies with or making friends with them may be one of the ways we can save this planet. 】

[Sit high in the sky, or walk in the dust. 】

[Mission goal: Contact and unlock the relationship with the gods]

[Currently unlocked god: Yeragond]

[Yeragond: The god believed in by the snow-capped mountain country Kjerag, the first king of Kjerag, the god of atmosphere and giant snakes, whose identity is unknown. 】

[He deeply loves the world and His people. Even though the people have made wild mistakes, and even though the snow-capped mountains are not always peaceful, He still chooses to love those small and great things, embraces long-lasting dreams, and nurtures the blizzard that protects all things. with cold wind. 】

[Current relationship: mutual love]

Yela fell in love with Bai Glaze so quickly, not because of Bai Glaze's body or his taste, but because of what Bai Glaze had done all along.

Just like her introduction, she loves the world and her people deeply, but she is not simply doting on her. She understands how difficult and great the road Bai Glaze has to take, so she gives Bai Glaze and her the "mutual love" privilege".

It was closing time, and Bai Glaze finally had time to go to the warehouse to check on Kelu Xier.

He gently pushed open the warehouse door and looked inside.

I saw Lucille lying carelessly on the bed, her tail wagging back and forth without being covered by the quilt.

Holding a handheld device in both hands, he was playing games crazily. The sound was turned up very loud, and the game sounds kept ringing. It looked like he was playing intensely.

……what?

The corners of Bai Glaze's eyes twitched, and he slowly opened the door, his voice cold and stern: "Kelu Xier, what are you doing?"

But Lucille's hands playing the game froze, and then she slowly but firmly turned down the sound, slowly and leisurely put the game console under the pillow, and then...

Pretending that nothing happened, he buried his face in the pillow and began to pretend to be asleep.

How should I put it, it’s just... a useless method except to deceive myself.

Bai Glaze was silent for a moment and whispered: "How about I lift up the quilt now and let you experience the feeling before without doing anything?"

But Lucille wailed through the quilt: "Please don't...wuwuwu..."

"But you are totally unconvincing if you stick your butt up."

But Lucille quickly clamped her legs, tightened her body, and slumped on the bed like a stick. She spoke very quickly: "I'm sorry for making you angry with my inappropriate and estrous female butt, but I really can't do it today." It’s okay, it’s a little red and swollen there, please forgive me..."

Bai Glaze walked up to Kelu Xier, raised his hand and patted her butt, and said: "I'll let you go for now. By the way, that bubble gum is a bit too thick. You can try to make it thinner next time. "

"Ugh...I see...Is it really thick? Even though such a hot temperature has been transmitted to it, you still feel like you want to be thinner?"

Bai Glaze patted her butt again: "It's good that I didn't ask you to add a few lumps."

"Pump, pimple... you devil!" Kelu Xier shook her butt.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Remember to come out and close the store after you take a break. Today's sales are quite good. You can reconcile the accounts yourself on the cash register."

"Hmm, I understand..."

Saying goodbye to Kelu Xier, Bai Glaze returned to his room and fell asleep.

It was a wonderful night without any visitors coming to harass me tonight.

However, what Bai Glaze did not expect was that with Yeragonde's favor, his soul seemed to have some indescribable characteristics attached to it.

The invisible realm expanded and gradually enveloped the entire Rhode Island.

………………

Froststar had a dream.

She dreams of a world in which she is not saved by Bai Glaze.

In that world, I embarked on a dead end with no one to save me. The snow monster team died one after another. My current good friend Amiya became my enemy. She talked about the future of the infected, but... she couldn't Convince yourself who has nothing left.

In my heart at that time, I could only use my own death to make Amiya go on more firmly. The doctors in that world were so taciturn. Although there was still hope for birth,... they could not change the tragedy.

In my dream, I turned into a trace of winter, releasing wind and snow, the dragon gate was burning in the flames of war, the riots of the integration movement were still chaotic, everything was so desperate.

She embarked on a path of destruction with no redemption and only a moment of peace at the end of her life.

This kind of dream is not only owned by Shuangxing. Tallulah, Lyudmila, Bozhuka Siti, Amiya, ACE, SCOUT...everyone whose destiny was changed because of the appearance of white glaze, all returned. Overdoing it, he dreamed of his original destiny, which was a scene imprinted on Bai Glaze's soul, shared with everyone through his soul.

Chaos, destruction, death without hope or redemption, the dream was not terrifying or tormenting, but it left a deep impression on people.

Tallulah dreamed that Chen Huijie and Amiya were standing in front of her, ACE dreamed that she was burned to ashes in the fire, SCOUT dreamed that she died tragically in the ruins...

Bozhuoka Siti dreamed of marching towards Amiya, with her stubbornness and obsession with war, and finally died standing.

When I woke up, my pillow was wet with tears.

Chapter 3: The Story of Old Ivan (1)

In the evening, in the wilderness of Colombia.

The wilderness is always so ruthless, and the pioneering of Colombia is full of heroism and legend. People always praise who and so found an origin stone mining area, and who and so made another windfall...

But no one cares about the corpses buried in the abandoned mines, the bulging graves in the fields, and the souls rotting along with the tumbleweeds.

On this land that is in urgent need of land reclamation, there are countless towns, large and small. Today, the great pioneering is still going on. Those small towns are where people gather, where companies sell goods, and where the owners of the pioneering dream are. Stop here, foot traders and barefoot doctors build houses with earth, stone and steel, selling everything that people in the wilderness need.

At the end of another day, the pioneers rode back to the town. Some of them took risks to mine active source stones in the wilderness, while others were determined to find a new gold mine. They each made a living and scheming in the wilderness. But they gather in towns because of their human nature.

"Old Ivan, do you want to go have a drink?" A young man on a horse shook his money bag: "I collected some Originium fragments today, I can buy you a drink!"

He was smiling, and there were obvious black Originium crystals on his arms. Guys like him who have been infected with ore disease like to do some work that normal people would never do, such as mining active Originium crystal clusters. While seeking huge profits in this way, it is also a kind of slow suicide.

In other words, everyone in the Great Expansion is committing suicide slowly.

The man who was stopped by him was wearing a white shirt that was so dirty that it turned gray, and a pair of tattered denim overalls. His arms were muscled and his body was strong and strong. He was carrying a handful with one hand. Pickaxe.

He turned around, pushed his white hair away, looked at the young man with a pair of cloudy eyes, and whispered: "Little Russell, you should do less work of collecting source stones, your body will not be able to hold on. of."

"Just like your Aunt Alina."

"Don't say that, old Ivan." Russell shrugged: "Isn't this how infected people like us, guys who are looking for a living, have to live like this?"

"Don't refuse me, old Ivan. You didn't refuse to save me at first. You gave me a bowl of hot soup when I had nothing. Now I'm just buying you a glass of wine. Don't refuse."