Compared with Jack's mother, the little tailor was a warm-hearted person, and Mo Xiaoyao would pay a very generous accommodation fee, so he was more willing to let the rabbit lady stay in the room next door to him for one night.
After finalizing the place to stay and confirming the rule that they must come back before 9:00 p.m., Mo Xiaoyao and Jiang Yan decided to take a walk around the village, discussing the Black Queen's tea party tomorrow, and the share of Jack Envious [Black Queen's Edict].
"Do you think Meng Danyang came here for this reason?" Mo Xiaoyao picked up a clover grass casually, swayed it while walking, and accepted the envious eyes of many NPC village girls.
Jiang Yan put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, pretending to admire the scenery, but actually observed the surrounding environment, and responded casually: "Can he take it away if he wants? Now we are not the same as before, and we can fight anyway. Besides, I still have the power of this world."
"Do you mean your king?"
"Yes. If his soldiers fought with a strange visitor, who do you think he would turn to?"
"... I think it will be the side that will help him more." Mo Xiaoyao said his thoughts truthfully, "Those who can become kings are not so stupid, after all, they are all talking about 'dirty politics' .”
Jiang Yan chuckled: "I think it's actually the opposite. Some people can become kings only because of a good birth—speaking of which, do you know the prototype of the nursery rhyme I read?"
Mo Xiaoyao shook his head: "I only seem to have seen it in Alice's story, and I can't even remember whether it was in Wonderland or Encounter in the Looking-Glass."
"Then let me tell you about it. I don't remember the exact time when the story happened. It was probably during the first civil war in England. The parliamentary army attacked an English town under the royalist camp and wanted to occupy it as a stronghold. The battle was fierce, and a cannon on the wall was blown directly off the wall by a bomb—it was called "Humpty Dumpty"."
Mo Xiaoyao: "Using things to describe people? Interesting, but what happened next?"
Jiang Yan shrugged and said slowly: "The cannon is a good weapon. The royalists in the town, that is, 'all the King's men' wanted to move it to other places on the city wall to continue to function, but the cannon was too heavy. Now, all the royalists and the horses they brought couldn’t move it, so we had to let it go.”
Mo Xiaoyao was thoughtful: "You mean, the faction you belong to, and this village, are all royalists. If someone is on the opposite side of you, it is the parliamentary faction, which naturally has a different position from this village. Will it be unanimously targeted by NPCs?"
Jiang Yan nodded, showing approval in his eyes: "I guess that's how it is. Everyone gets a different identity according to different nursery rhymes, and then completes their own single-player missions, and then uses this identity to carry out the next mission. Speaking of which, the main story You didn't get the mission either, did you?"
"Hmm. Except for one side mission, I haven't seen a second mission yet." Mo Xiaoyao threw away the ravaged alfalfa in his hand, stopped, and stared intently at a garden in a yard. A certain creature said, "Jiang Yan, do you think that duck is an ugly duckling?"
Jiang Yan also stopped when he heard the words, turned his head to follow Mo Xiaoyao's line of sight, was speechless for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "How on earth did you recognize the ugly duckling from a group of crayon-drawn ducks?"
Mo Xiaoyao thought for a while, and tentatively replied: "Because it's ugly?"
Jiang Yan turned his head and looked carefully again, and found that what Mo Xiaoyao said was very reasonable, and he couldn't refute it.
"Go and have a look." Mo Xiaoyao was unwilling to let go of such obvious clues. Considering that there would be no danger for the time being, she walked directly to the edge of the yard, did not go in, and followed through the low fence. The duck with a decadent face lying on the grass accosted.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Duck." This address is a bit rough, but Mo Xiaoyao thinks it sounds more polite than calling it an ugly duckling. "Are you interested in chatting?"
To be honest, God knows what she wants to talk to a duck. Mo Xiaoyao always feels that since entering this dungeon, her IQ has dropped drastically like an upside-down hourglass.
Oh, and besides IQ, there's logic and worldview. Although it was almost crushed before, it was ground a little finer this time, and it almost reached the point of no particles and no precipitation.
The duck sits slumped on the haystack in a posture similar to "Ge You lying", looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a painful sadness on his face—don't ask how Mo Xiaoyao can see it from the crayon drawing of the duck's face Yes, it is so expressive.
"I am a swan, and a duck is just my temporary form. Sooner or later, I will spread my wings and soar in the blue sky—unlike you, I can only be a rabbit in this life. If I really go to the sky one day, I will probably die Not far away."
Maybe it's time to roast a duck tonight. Mo Xiaoyao was thinking silently, turned his head to see Jiang Yan's expression, and then found that he suddenly disappeared.
[Sub-quest 2: Do what the ugly duckling should do
It's been around long enough in its birthplace, and it's either going to travel or die—we've got spare swan eggs anyway.]
This was Mo Xiaoyao's first thought for a single-player mission, and then he began to think about whether to choose to kill it directly, or to give this poor guy a chance.
"You are thinking, should you kill me directly, or give me another chance, aren't you?" As if possessing the power to penetrate people's hearts, although the tone was still weak, the ugly duckling keenly guessed Mo Xiaoyao's thoughts, "Don't hesitate, kill me, I just want to fly into the blue sky, but if the process is too troublesome, it's easier to give up."
Regarding such a situation, what can Mo Xiaoyao say? Of course, he took out his high heels and was about to smash the duck to death.
"Wait! What are you holding?" The ugly duckling looked at Mo Xiaoyao vigilantly, and sat up straight for the first time, "Do you want to kill a swan with that dishonorable thing?"
"In my world, swans are national second-class protected animals." Mo Xiaoyao replied sincerely, "but now, I am neither in my world, nor are you a swan, just an ugly one. Duck, I have no pressure to kill you, as for what to use, if you don’t like my high heels, then stretch your neck a bit, and I’ll try to wring it off with my bare hands.”
After saying this, both Mo Xiaoyao and the duck suddenly stopped, and after 3 seconds, they came back to life as if nothing had happened.
The ugly duckling suddenly jumped up from the haystack: "I just haven't grown up yet, I'm still a swan after all!!"
Mo Xiaoyao took a step to the side, and stretched out his left hand without the high heels to try to grab the opponent: "But now everyone thinks you are a duck, and you will die soon, and there will be no chance to become a swan again."
"Enough is enough!" The ugly duckling suddenly became violent, "My brothers and sisters at home are all persuading me to start traveling, and so are the people in the village! Now, you are added! I don't understand, since I originally It’s a swan, why do I have to go out and suffer that, won’t it automatically change when the time is up?? Why do you all think that I changed from a duck to a white swan because of suffering??”
Mo Xiaoyao looked at the duck that was getting bigger and bigger, took two steps back, and took out the other high-heeled shoe from the carry-on bag. This distance seems to require hand-to-hand combat. I hope this duck does not have a "goose" Department" combat effectiveness.
"Many times, people are willing to tell stories to children according to their own understanding. Compared with talented players, they are more willing to make you an example of success after going through all kinds of hardships. And the reason is simply because they I am not a gifted parent, and I have nothing for my children to inherit, so I advocate efforts that everyone can do to comfort myself.”
Although he is ready for battle, it doesn't mean that Mo Xiaoyao has given up his offensive attack.
"So your mission is to go outside, change yourself through hardships, and eventually become a beautiful white swan—this is your destiny, and you can't escape it. What's more, how can you ensure that you stay The consequence of being in the place of birth is not to be slaughtered and eaten because you are too ugly, but to live peacefully to adulthood? I remember that the animals in this village, including the maid who feeds the ducks, despise you very much."
"Yeah, how can I guarantee it?" The duck's red eyes gradually turned back to their original color, and their body shape was like a punctured ball, slowly shrinking back to its original size, "Unless, I can find a way to write this The person who tells the story, otherwise you still can’t change your destiny—if you don’t obey, you will die, this is the task you received, right?”
Before Mo Xiaoyao could react, the rabbit and the duck stopped again in the space where only the two of them were. After 3 seconds, the gears of time turned again, and the two of them woke up again.
"I'm tired of this kind of life, you can kill me." The ugly duckling returned to its original posture when it saw Mo Xiaoyao, as if the duck that wanted to resist before was its fellow brother, not it. In return for my relief, let me give you a piece of advice, Miss Rabbit, don’t be too curious about this world, it will hurt you. Anyway, you are not Miss Cat, so if you can restrain yourself, you should restrain yourself.”
Mo Xiaoyao silently put away her high-heeled shoes, changed to a bow and arrow, and held it in her hand. She always felt that something was wrong, as if she had forgotten something, and those things seemed to involve very important clues.
After asking the ugly duckling again whether he would change his mind, Mo Xiaoyao was not hypocritical. He bent his bow and set an arrow to aim at its head, wanting to kill it with one blow, trying to minimize the pain.
[Complete side mission 2: Do what the ugly duckling should do
Get "Ugly Duckling's Last Words"
San value -10]
The screen flashed, and Mo Xiaoyao returned to the bustling village before, Jiang Yan was beside her, as if she didn't know what she had just gone through, until the other party's eyes slipped and saw the bow and arrow in her hand .
"...what happened?" Jiang Yan seriously thought about whether he was distracted just now, why he didn't notice when Mo Xiaoyao took out the bow and arrow.
"A single-player dungeon." Mo Xiaoyao put away his weapon before the villagers looked over, rubbed his cheeks with both hands, and said in a tired tone, "You may not believe me, I just told you A duck talked about ideals and life for a long time."
"Ducks?" Jiang Yan was puzzled, "Why didn't I know there were any ducks?"
Listening to his tone, Mo Xiaoyao didn't look like a fake, turned his head to look at the haystack, there was no duck on it. Of course, this is quite normal. Didn't she kill the duck with her own hands
"Didn't you see it just now? It's the ugly duckling that Ge You lay there before, but I killed it, so I can't see it now."
Hearing this, Jiang Yan gasped: "You said I saw it too? That's impossible! I've never seen a duck since the two of us walked together just now!"
Mo Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes, and met Jiang Yan's gaze. Both of them knew that some dungeon setting must have quietly happened.
The author has something to say: To explain a little bit, Jack, the Cow, and the Beanstalk is the story of the fairy tale Jack and the Beanstalk or Jack and the Beanstalk. Needless to say, the ugly duckling. The San value comes from Cthulhu, I don’t know much about it, so I just borrowed the most superficial setting, don’t go into it, it means that I was completely crazy when I was doing the task on the map in the upper right corner of the Warcraft Tillard Strait Lost.