Big cities are always brightly lit at night.
In reality, somewhere in the urban area, near the commercial area full of high-rise buildings, there is a small road hidden among a group of old and dilapidated buildings.
This road is a food street known to the old residents nearby. It opens at 4:00 pm and closes in the early morning. There are all kinds of grilled fish, chicken pot, crayfish and other shops on the left and right sides.
It was not even seven o'clock in the evening, and the night of early autumn had completely fallen. The owner of the street barbecue restaurant, wrapped in an apron, was wearing only a long-sleeved shirt, standing by the charcoal grill, fanning the fire with a fan. Next to it is the takeaway boy waiting to take the order.
At the end of the street stood a dark-haired young man who casually put on a light blue denim jacket, without much decoration, looking like a star embedded in the night.
Xiao Li looked up at the street sign, and then dug out the address on his phone, and found that he had not gone to the wrong place.
It was in the empty period of Stilland's Lost Town. On the day he visited the other party at night, Wang Huai and him exchanged mobile phone numbers in reality. The day after returning to reality, Wang Huai contacted him as promised. time and address.
It's just that Xiao Li didn't expect that Wang Huai's appointment would be such a place in the end.
He walked in along the street signs, and there were pedestrians on the street, mostly customers who lived nearby. In the end, Xiao Li found the person he was looking for in front of a lobster food stall.
Wang Huai's clothes are also very simple. He didn't wear the suit in the previous copy to this kind of place, but wore a black sweater as the locals did. He held a menu in his hand, and wrote and drew on the menu with a pencil. Seriously, it looks like a graduate student in a copy.
He didn't even choose to sit in the private room inside the store, but sat casually on the open-air table. There were several trash cans on the ground nearby, and tissues and leftover food were thrown on the ground at will.
Xiao Li walked over and sat opposite Wang Huai.
Wang Huai raised his head and smiled politely: "Here?"
Xiao Li and he could not be considered familiar, but this was the first time they saw each other in reality, and they didn't feel strange to each other. Wang Huai put the menu in front of Xiao Li: "Whatever you want, I'll treat you."
Three catties of crayfish have been marked on the menu, plus some accessories and two bottles of beer.
Xiao Li was also welcome, he added a few things, plus a bottle of chilled Fat House Happy Water.
Wang Huai: "Don't drink?"
Xiao Li: "Don't drink."
With a look of regret, he summoned the proprietress and gave her the menu.
"Okay, I'll be here soon." The proprietress wrote their table number and hurried into the back kitchen.
After she left, Wang Huai didn't hide the look in his eyes, and asked curiously, "Sherlock, you are younger than I thought, in school?"
Xiao Li was not very happy to discuss this issue. He always felt that he was discriminated against because of his age. He went straight to the point: "You said before that you want to discuss things in reality with me."
Wang Huai laughed, and he said, "You've always been so direct?"
Xiao Li looked at him quietly.
Wang Huai sighed: "It really is a kid—"
With a "pop", Xiao Li punctured the wrapped disposable tableware with his chopsticks.
Wang Huai swallowed the last word "friend" and said casually, "Are you sure you won't start that topic until you finish eating? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it after listening to it."
At this time, the proprietress brought up a pot of freshly baked crayfish, which was steaming hot, and all of a sudden the coolness of this autumn was gone.
Xiao Li: "Go ahead."
Wang Huai first picked up the fans in the pot with chopsticks, took a bite, then put on gloves, peeled a lobster, and said slowly, "Do you know what's going on in reality recently?"
Xiao Li: "A supernatural event?"
He was also eating, but it was much slower than the man on the other side. Wang Huai was peeling the shrimp for himself, while Xiao Li didn't do anything. He just cut off the head of the shrimp with his chopsticks lazily, then swallowed the tail whole, and then Spit out the shrimp shells.
Wang Huai: "Yes, more and more, until it climbs to the top. At that time, reality will become another huge dungeon world."
His last four words were very light and slipped out between his teeth, but Xiao Li still heard it.
Wang Huai coughed, and took the opportunity to stuff two more shrimps into his mouth: "Fraud values you, and you are related to the goddess of words, you should know the existence of gods, in short, it is someone who is interested in you now. The reality we are in."
"Where should I start? I think about it. In fact, at the beginning, the copies we spent were all in a small space, such as a hospital, a school, and a building with limited space."
"With the increase of dungeons, the global integration gradually becomes a town, a ravine, a village, such a medium-sized existence."
"Later, a civilization, a country, a continent, a city."
"I don't know the specific secret, but what is certain is that the gods maintain their strength in this way. Like the god of death, it is a well-known love experiment among gods. He owns many copy worlds."
"Reality is a special existence, it is a world, and there are certain rules that bind the gods from entering reality, but it is obvious that now such rules, or in other words, the power is gradually weakening, when this power completely disappears. On that day, the god who covets reality will come, and he will transform the latitude of reality and reshape the nothingness."
Wang Huai's tone was low, and his appetite gradually disappeared with the deepening of these words. He put down his chopsticks, and he didn't know what to think of, and looked at the crayfish pot in front of him with complicated eyes.
What he said is not absolutely secret. There have been rumors among high-level reincarnations. After all, no one is a fool. The supernatural event is here, and there are different opinions.
It's just that he waited for a while and didn't wait for the other party's response.
Xiao Li was poking at the tail of a lobster with his chopsticks, very serious. He didn't listen to Wang Huai's further words. He raised his head: "I guessed what you said. It's not important. Is there a way to deal with it?"
Wang Huai: "We are tracking those large-scale supernatural events, and there is no news at the moment."
Wang Huai was telling the truth, but it was also covered up. The core answer was never revealed to Sherlock in front of him.
"I see." Xiao Li nodded. He used chopsticks to hold the piece of shrimp that he finally peeled out, which was a little rotten. He soaked it in boiled water, and then turned sideways, towards the foot of the table. clip away.
Wang Huai didn't know what to do, and half stood up, only to see a kitten hiding under the table foot. It was a very small one, and it was covered by the legs of the table, so he never saw it.
Xiao Li handed the shrimp meat to the mouth of the little white cat and shook his chopsticks.
The little white cat was a little frightened at first, grinning "ha", and posing an offensive stance, it kept covering its right foot, which was bent unnaturally.
Xiao Li threw the shrimp meat at its feet, and after fiddling with its claws, it opened its mouth to eat.
I don't know where a little black cat came out. It doesn't look big on its own, but compared to this little white cat, it looks much rounder. Especially yesterday, Xiao Li also gave it canned meat. The fat belly is drooping, and it is almost mopping the floor.
The black cat raised its head and gave Xiao Li a "baa".
Xiao Li picked it up with one hand, put it on the stool beside him, and did the same to feed a shrimp to the little white cat. The white cat ate two shrimps, obviously getting closer to Xiao Li. His head rubbed against the boy's trouser legs.
The little black cat whose mouth was empty: "Meow?"
Xiao Li tapped the little black cat on the head, stared at the white cat beside his feet in anguish, and finally lifted the white cat by the back of its neck.
Not long after the white cat was weaned, he still had the consciousness that his mother was holding the back of his neck, and immediately tightened his buttocks and kept this position still.
Wang Huai recognized the black cat as Xiao Li's pet mentioned in the forum, and looked at his posture towards the white cat: "You wouldn't want to adopt this cat, would you?"
Before Xiao Li could answer, the little black cat suddenly screamed loudly.
No translation needed, even Wang Huai could see its objection.
Xiao Li hated the iron and rubbed its more rounded belly twice, covered with cat hair, put the little white cat aside, and said to Wang Huai, "I'll take it to the pet hospital for foster care, what else do you have to do? ?"
The man opposite looked at the cat, he put down his chopsticks, and suddenly said, "Sherlock, since you are so direct, let me be more direct. I don't make any detours for people like you."
"At present, there are three kinds of people in reincarnation. One is eager to become a copy of the gods, one chooses to wait and see, and the last one decides to prevent things from happening. What kind of person do you want to be?"
"The Ye family's chief is one of my allies. He kept talking about you to me. After reading those posts, I used the Netherworld ticket to enter that dungeon to take a look at you."
More importantly, deception is the enemy of Reaper's camp, and Reaper is a supporter of that god, and Sherlock has destroyed many Reaper laboratories.
"You are contradictory and direct, but I believe more in what my eyes see."
Wang Huai said in a deep voice, his voice was mixed with the surrounding noise, but it was so clearly transmitted into Xiao Li's ear curtains.
"Although sometimes I like to destroy, but here, I prefer to save." Xiao Li said, he stood up from his seat and carried the white cat.
The smell of fireworks in the world lingers around, and the proprietress is shouting loudly; the diners at the next table tell a joke and laugh happily; the little boy across the street was beaten by his parents for being naughty and was wiping his tears.
The world is a mixture of joy and pain.
Wang Huai: "It's a pleasure to work with."
Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, but still said it: "Actually, I prefer to act alone rather than cooperation, so try not to cooperate."
Wang Huai: "..."
Sherlock is annoying.
The trouble is, always when you sink into the atmosphere, he can instantly destroy the atmosphere.
He originally turned back to pay the bill with the proprietress, but Xiao Li was about to leave, but Wang Huai had paid the bill. When he turned around, Xiao Li was still holding the cat.
Wang Huai saw that he was holding the back of the white cat's neck with his right hand and his butt with his left. In addition, he had to be careful not to touch the kitten's injured leg, otherwise the white cat would murmur loudly. .
He stopped Xiao Li: "I came by car and took you to the pet hospital on the way?"
At this time, Xiao Li's phone vibrated on the table.
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