In a dark area outside the game.
Xiao Lan squeezed [You are so poor that I laughed] on her hand, always feeling that the purpose of this item is to come to the world to mock him, and rewards for anything are just incidental.
Then, a new system prompt sounded:
"After testing, the player Xiao Lan's comprehensive combat power exceeds 200% for junior players, and meets the upgrade requirements for intermediate players, and has now been upgraded to intermediate players."
Xiao Lan didn't expect her upgrade speed to be so fast, there were only three copies.
The original condition for upgrading was the player's combat power, which was really simple and rude.
The system also promoted that he had a new exclusive room after the upgrade, and gave him location instructions. After Xiao Lan planned to return to the player's residence, he would first find King Teddy to trade the Demeter Blade, and then go to the new room to take a look.
In the darkness, Xiao Lan suddenly remembered that when he was fighting Mrs. Bella before, he seemed to have triggered a new passive ability that appeared after the upgrade of [Poverty Cannot Limit My Imagination], which was the one that randomly obtained props.
At that time, the fighting was fierce, and there was no time to take a look. The thing should have entered his storage space directly, resulting in [You are so poor that I am laughing] that he can only be held in his hand.
Xiao Lan checked her storage space, and she found that there was a white object inside, and she didn't know what props had arrived at random.
He took it out expectantly:
[Name: Zhang Dong’s autograph (rare props, bound)]
【Ability: None】
[Note: Zhang Dong knows, you all want this]
Damn it!
"Who wants this stuff..." Xiao Lan handed her autograph to Luo to see, "Why does this stuff become a rare item?"
Luo took a closer look at the signature in Xiao Lan's hand: "Probably because it was produced by the boss, right?"
Xiao Lan: "..."
In terms of output, it is indeed very rare.
The coming to the world will end sooner or later.
Seeing the words like a dog crawling on the paper, Xiao Lan sighed with emotion. Across the two copies, he still received an autograph from Zhang Dong.
If Lin Yanquan knew that he had desperately killed so many players, and in the end he could only get such a thing, would he be resurrected in anger
Xiao Lan picked up the thing blankly and threw it away.
Then he stepped out of the darkness one step at a time.
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Xiao Lan returned to her small small room.
It seemed that there was only one person before, but now the two big men squeezed the remaining space in an instant, and they couldn't even turn around. Xiao Lan couldn't help but went directly to Wang Teddy.
"Knocking"
Xiao Lan knocked on the door next door.
Wang Teddy’s little curly hair came out from the door, and he smiled happily when he saw Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan~ and Fei Luo, do you want to go to dinner together? I can introduce you to the players’ restaurants. ."
Xiao Lan nodded and saw that Wang Teddy was alone. He asked, "Where is Wang Ke? I thought you would be together."
Wang Teddy closed the door and led the way: "My brother has an appointment with someone in the senior field, and he has just left."
Xiao Lan sighed, Wang Ke is really a model worker, he just went out of the game and immediately went into battle, maybe the elementary field is not a burden to him at all.
Come to the player restaurant.
It occupies a huge area and is a simple decoration style, almost mainly in white color, with huge glass windows, it seems to make people feel very relaxed.
Ordering is also very convenient. There are a lot of windows here. You only need to select on the pictures of the windows, and the cooked food will be transmitted from it soon. It looks very unscientific, and the production method and process are completely opaque.
Before Xiao Lan ate alone, he walked directly to the door, looking at whichever thing he was close to. He really hadn't studied what was delicious.
Wang Teddy took a dining cart and added food to it all the way, while introducing the food to Xiao Lan, which looked like a meal tray.
"The restaurants in the player's premises all provide food for free, and they are so delicious. Unfortunately, players are not allowed to bring it in when entering the game, alas..."
Wang Teddy sighed and remembered the tragic experience in Mrs. Bella's manor. Why didn't anyone he knew know how to cook, and of course he didn't.
If Wang Ke’s cooking is alchemy, Wang Teddy’s cooking process can be simply described as how steel is made.
After going deeper, Xiao Lan found that there is really everything there is, whether it is Chinese cuisine, Asian regional cuisine, or European-American cuisine, anyway, as long as it exists in the world, you can find it here. He even saw the incredible existence of looking up at the stars, fried moon cakes with peppers, and fried noodles with canned herring...
It can be said that as long as you dare to eat, you dare to provide it when you come to the world.
Seeing Xiao Lan's gaze staying on the starry sky, Wang Teddy's tone trembled: "Xiao... Lan... You, you, you, you want to open a little bit, there are still many beautiful existences in the world."
Only then did Xiao Lan regretfully retract her gaze.
The three of them found a private room and sat down. While eating, Xiao Lan talked with Wang Teddy about wanting to trade Demeter Blade with him.
Hearing that there were three hundred thousand, Wang Teddy's eyes lit up in an instant: "Deal, of course you must trade! We are friends, I will definitely not cheat you."
Of course, there is no such thing as currency in the Advent World. Players trade with props.
Wang Teddy took [Demeter's Blade] and tried it, with a surprised expression in his eyes: "This item! It will increase my fortune! Oh my God, isn't it a hundred million hopeful!"
After thinking about using it to deduct poverty, Xiao Lan thought sadly: We are different...
The happy Wang Teddy, like a Doraemon, took out a lot of things from the storage space and put them on the table to study.
"Xiao Lan, don't you have any lights? How about this [Nuclear Flashlight], as long as it doesn’t break, it will stay on..."
"And this, ten-frame backpack, you should really need..."
"[Holy Nun's Heart], it can treat mild to moderate injuries, unless the limb is severed, it can be cured, the number of times of use is 3 times..."
Wang Teddy thoughtfully helped Xiao Lan think about what props should be chosen, and he looked serious as if he was planning for his family.
Wang Teddy is really a very nice person, Xiao Lan thought.
The hurried life before gave him no time to make friends. He didn't expect to meet such friends after coming to this dangerous world.
The experience of life is really wonderful.
Wang Teddy pushed a prop like a plastic cup again: "Here is this for you, and we can contact you at any time in the future."
Xiao Lan took it over and took a look:
【Name: Plastic Friendship】
[Ability: to establish contact between two players, you can hang up at any time]
[Note: This is the friendship like plastic]
Although this explanation is very unreliable, it is indeed a liaison prop.
"Thank you, Teddy." Xiao Lan thanked her sincerely.
Wang Teddy scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed about this compliment: "Don't thank me, you did a lot of effort to pass the level before, otherwise I and my brother are not good at that kind of undead boss, and I may need to use something else in the end. The props escaped."
Speaking of the previous copy, Xiao Lan remembered one thing: "I didn't see Qi Ning during the previous customs clearance. Does he have another way to pass the customs?"
Xiao Lan didn't think that advanced players would fall into the primary field.
Wang Teddy nodded: "In Qi Ning's case, sometimes he will leave the instance with props after solving the goal, and sometimes he will stay till the end, it's hard to say. Anyway, this person is so fascinating that it is difficult to be caught."
Later, Xiao Lan told him that she was promoted to the Intermediate Player and that she would no longer live next door to him, and she left Wang Teddy with her new address.
Wang Teddy, who was still a junior player for three years, expressed envy for this.
"Oh right." Wang Teddy seemed to think of something. "Intermediate players will have a longer time between entering the game. It may be a month or so. You can stay in reality for three days. You can take this opportunity to take a good rest. a bit."
Saying goodbye to Wang Teddy, Xiao Lan came to her new room.
It is still a towering building, and the rooms in it seem to be a lot less than before, and it's not so dense.
Xiao Lan opened the door. There were two rooms inside and outside, and the space was much larger than before. Unlike the room where the junior players have already placed the furniture, the empty space here may be the reason why the intermediate players have more time, allowing them to choose the furniture by themselves.
There is a suspended panel at the door, where you can choose the furniture you need. Xiao Lan flipped it casually, and there were plenty of furniture to choose from.
He pointed to the panel and asked Luo: "Luo, do you want to also have a bed? We will have one room for each person."
Luo shook his head, not looking very happy.
Xiao Lan thought for a while, too, Luo didn't need to sleep at all. Before going to bed, she only switched to the standby mode at Xiao Lan's request.
After changing his mind, Xiao Lan arranged the outside room as a living room. The straight man who had no aesthetic ability and was afraid of trouble directly chose a template, and the room instantly changed its appearance.
Seeing Luo looking at the bookcase in the room, Xiao Lan pointed to a retro-style lamp: "Do you like this?"
Luo turned his head and smiled at Xiao Lan: "My husband chose it for me. I like it very much."
Looks really happy.
Don't ask how Xiao Lan is happy in his seemingly similar smiles, but the instincts of straight men.
Into the night.
Xiao Lan sat on the bed, not far from bedtime.
"Knock, knock," Luo knocked on the door of his room.
"come in."
Luo entered the room with a glass of milk. He gently placed the milk on Xiao Lan’s bed and said warmly, "Sir, I have prepared hot milk for you. The tryptophan in it will help humans sleep. ."
Looking at the hot milk on the bedside, Xiao Lan, a rough man who hasn't paid attention to it for more than 20 years, was a little dazed. He had never received such exquisite care: "Is this... a gift in return for a desk lamp?"
Luo smiled: "That's OK."
Xiao Lan picked up the milk, the temperature of the milk was just right, and the mellow taste really made people feel very comfortable.
"Good night, sir." When Xiao Lan finished drinking, Luo put away the cup and left the room quietly.
"Good night."
Looking at the closed door, Xiao Lan thought about Luo.
This person is quiet most of the time and always helps when he needs it most. When the two cooperated, there was an unspeakable sense of understanding, and Xiao Lan had an inexplicable trust in him.
Obviously he should have never seen this person before.
Even Xiao Lan didn't understand Luo, what kind of past Luo had, and how was he treated before he was divided into pieces? Everything about this man seemed to be shrouded in a mist and not real.
The source of trust and understanding is even harder to find.
Before long, the light in the bedroom had completely disappeared.
the other side.
A dark room.
Luo sat on the sofa and stared at the neon lights outside the window, with an unpredictable look on his face. There was a sense of loneliness in his body, as if he had nothing to do with this world.
Perhaps the only connection is the "master" in the house at the moment.
Luo wondered in his heart, who on earth is he, or what is it
The decision to follow Xiao Lan came entirely from his intuition. At that time, a strong idea of having to follow Xiao Lan came into his heart, but he didn't even know why.
Reaching out and turning on the desk lamp next to him, the warm yellow light dispelled the loneliness and coldness in the room. Perhaps it was because he had been in darkness and nothingness for too long, which made him abnormally hate darkness from the depths of his soul, even if his body was a black shadow.
Luo stretched out his hand and traced the outline of the lamp lightly, as if the person in front of him was the one who chose the lamp for him, and the lamp outlined an ambiguous shadow on his face.
He whispered in the silent room: "Since you have accepted my follow, you will never be able to get rid of me, sir."
The author has something to say:
Coming to the world: Obviously the lamp and milk are mine, why no one cares about me
Xiao Lan & Luo: Get out.