The boy with cat ears was lying on the bed on the right side of the room directly behind the door, sleeping peacefully.
Zuo Ci walked forward under the leadership of Anonymous, looking at his fluffy brown ears, drooping cat tail, strange facial features and figure, but with an unknown sense of familiarity.
No need for Zuo Ci to speak, Wuming would speak naturally, as if he already knew what the little assassin in front of him was thinking, he admitted his identity for the first time: "I think you should have guessed that I am a member of the Blood Crow .”
Zuo Ci replied with silence.
Anonymous continued: "Of course, I also know that there is no reference in this world, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, I am of course good for you; for this world, I have no malice; I just want to It's just a desire for redemption."
Zuo Ci finally opened his mouth and asked, "Save yourself? Or this world."
"Both."
"In this way, you must not be an NPC."
"certainly."
Zuo Ci stared quietly at his forever smiling expression for a few seconds before slowly asking: "Who are you?"
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At this moment, the boy with cat ears lying on one side of the bed moved his body slightly, murmured a few words, which immediately attracted Zuo Ci's attention, because... he read out a name - "Nolan..."
Zuo Ci leaned over almost immediately to confirm that he heard correctly.
"Nolan..." The boy with cat ears read the name clearly again, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Wu Mingshi didn't seem to be surprised at Zuo Ci's caring reaction. He stared closely at the cat-eared boy's eyes until he opened them, and stared at them seriously.
"Who are you?..." the boy with cat ears asked.
"I'm Zuo Ci." The thief paused for a few seconds, then responded with a firm tone, "Long time no see, Xu Mo."
"My God." Xu Mo instantly showed an expression of disbelief.
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Wuming submerged his body into the shadows and leaned against a wall, leaving Zuo Ci and Xu Mo, two friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, a little time to catch up.
"Why were you captured by Manchester people and brought to Furnace?" After a brief chat, Zuo Ci went straight to the point. Although Anonymous had explained this topic to himself earlier, Zuo Ci still hoped to hear Xu Mo's explanation with his own ears.
"Maybe it's because of the moon hidden stone in my body. At first, I thought only the Nine-Tailed Fox Prophet would be interested in it. Obviously, I was wrong." Xu Mo said, sighed, and began to compare that paragraph with Nine-Tailed Fox The whole story of the entanglements of the Prophet Weihu was told in detail.
After the story was finished, the Anonymous who was standing on the side interrupted Zhongshen: "Since you also know that the things in your body are so dangerous, how about I help you take them out?"
Before Xu Mo could answer, Zuo Ci said coldly: "Until you figure out your purpose, it's safer to keep the holy stone in his body."
Anonymous couldn't help laughing again: "I thought we already trusted each other enough."
"Trust is based on mutual understanding. You haven't answered my question—who are you?"
Faced with the question Zuo Ci asked again, Wuming sighed faintly, thought for a while, and replied: "This is really a difficult question to answer—in this world, I am the boss of Blood Raven, you may have heard After my name, everyone calls me Knight. The members of our organization are all extraordinary masters, and the role we want to play is very simple—the savior of this world."
"Savior?" Xu Mo looked at him blankly, "Do you want to become a god?"
Anonymous laughed loudly: "No, no, becoming a god is not half good in my opinion. I want to do things that are more difficult than becoming a god. I want to - Tushen!"
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Zuo Ci and Xu Mo were obviously stunned by this answer.
When Xu Mo was about to ask the question "Why do you want to kill God?", Zuo Ci opened his mouth first and asked: "You just admitted that you are not an NPC, so you are the same as your blood crow. Like us, you are all from the original world? So, I want to know, what is your identity in the original world?"
After hearing this question, Mr. Wu couldn't help sighing, and after a while he slowly answered: "This question is the last one I want to answer."