After seeing the very familiar ID name through the "player record information query system", Britz could no longer bear the shock and joy in his heart.
Yes.
correct.
Guess...yes...right.
Really... it's him!
Leave the chaos space for the first time, log in again, enter Ionia in the first area of the national service, and send friend messages to both Xiao Anni and Nidalee.
The content of the message is very simple, with only one sentence:
"No... I guessed wrong... Really... I found it..."
After just four or five minutes, Little Annie and Nidalee hurriedly ended a qualifying battle and rushed over.
"Abu, are you true?" Little Lori looked up at Britz with a look of hope and surprise.
The latter nodded, extremely serious and sure.
"Great!!!" Little Lori couldn't help but let out a cheer, her small face flushed with excitement.
Nidalee on the side also had uncontrollable joy on her face.
…
After exiting the offline, the three left the national service and once again entered the fifth district of the US service.
During this time period, the Valoran continent in the fifth zone of the US server was around four or five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was dim, and there were a few inconspicuous stars faintly flickering.
Under the gazes of Annie and Nidalee, Britz called up the friend information panel.
Enter that ID name character by character in the search bar.
Draven.
Then, type a text message in the comment column of the friend application.
Confirm and send.
…
In the city-state of Demacia, in a secluded tavern.
Sitting at a wooden table, two sharp axes that had followed him for many years were set aside. Delevingne held a glass of draft beer exchanged for game currency, raised his head and drank it, then "bang" With a sound, the wine glass was slammed on the table.
His mood is a little dull.
The low concentration of alcohol has no effect at all for him to relieve his sorrow, but it can only make his will more depressed.
He is no stranger to this game world that has been in contact for a month.
He found that the people in this world are different from him. They are called "players". They usually fight in this world as entertainment and games. When it is time to rest, they will be in a colorful light. Disappeared.
Oh yes, that process is called "offline" by them.
It's so inexplicable...
There was a trace of self-deprecation on Delevingne's face.
A month ago, a miraculous change occurred in Valoran Continent, and then he was inexplicably teleported into this world.
I don't know the reason and I can't see the future.
While on the Valoran Continent, he was able to continue to kill the damn Dark Continent hunting soldiers as much as he could. Although it was difficult and occasionally dangerous, he had at least one goal that could make him persevere. .
Now that I am here, everything seems to be safe and calm.
Without the pursuit of the Dark Continent fighters, there is no need to hide in the ruins of cities, swamps and jungles every day, and always beware of possible murder and danger.
But this also made his original will and beliefs meaningless.
Here, what else can he do next
Melt into the surrounding people, like those "players", what kind of "matching matches" and "qualifying matches" are played all day long
Or what kind of "professional player" as the kid named waffle said
But what's the point of that
Nothing can bring him any happiness!
Another large glass of draft beer was exchanged from the system with game coins, and once again he raised his neck and took a big mouthful, Delevingne's eyes were a little gloomy.
As a strong man who has emerged from the flames of war and gunpowder, the diligent training of combat skills is actually not important.
But if you lose your fighting spirit and fighting spirit, it is the most deadly.
Without Laizhi's perseverance, the most precious qualities of a strong person will be truly worn away.
Like a magic weapon that was once sharp enough to blow off the hair, it slowly dimmed and became dusty, and finally lost its sharpness.
Draven knew this.
At this moment, he was in such a dangerous state, and his strength was slowly declining.
Even at the moment, he can easily abuse his casual apprentice waffle in solo, and even with his current strength, he can still crush those ordinary professional gods with ease.
But the fact is that his strength is indeed declining a little bit.
But at this moment, he was disheartened and no longer cared about these things.
What if the strength has declined.
What if it can continue to maintain its peak level
Anyway, everything is meaningless. In this unfamiliar world, there is nothing worthy of his insistence on protecting it, and there are no companions and comrades in the Valoran Continental League of Legends—
There is only one person who is alone.
Can't see the future, can't find faith.
Just like this heavy night.
It's just that there will be a moment of dawn in the night after all.
But what about him
Delevingne drank the second glass of draft beer with a bitter smile of self-deprecating.
But he will never be able to usher in his own dawn again—
At this moment, there was a melodious sound in his ears.
"Dididi—"
Slightly startled, Deleving frowned, a little irritable and unhappy.
Was it the waffle? Didn't you let him bother yourself less before rushing to the king
When he brought up the friend information panel, what he saw was not the friend information from waffle he thought.
It's a friend application.
Something inexplicable—
Draven was about to refuse in disgust, but the next moment, his eyes were attracted by the player ID name on the friend's application:
Blitz01.
Delevingne raised his eyebrows, this ID was very similar to Abu's name.
But speaking of it, in this game world, he has also seen that many players can design and modify their ID names at will, and there are not a few IDs similar to the original names of hero partners on the Valoran continent.
Therefore, he was only slightly aroused by the ID name, and then he was ready to click the reject button again.
But just before he clicked the rejection button, his fingers froze in mid-air again.
He saw the note message sent along with the friend request.
Just one line of text.
"I'm... Abu... Are you... Really... Delevingne..."
This sentence seems a bit confusing.
In other words, any player would have to complain: What is "real" Draven? This term is too vague, okay!
But Delevingne was shocked by the sight of the whole person.
Only he can understand what this so-called "real Draven" means.
Although it is also possible that a player who is idle and okay simply sends such a message to come and strike up a conversation.
But at this moment, Delevingne did not think so.
An indescribable feeling made him feel in a daze as if he could see the figure at the end of this friend's application for information.
It seemed that there was a voice telling him something.
That is... what he hopes, desires, and has long awaited.
The fingers trembled slightly, and the [Accept] button was hit in an extremely difficult place.
There is an additional figure of "Blitz01" on the friends panel.
The next moment, there was a resounding of "dididi", and the other party had already sent a voice message.
Draven suppressed the complex emotions of his heart beating wildly, and clicked on the playback option of the voice message.
An electronically synthesized voice that is a little strange because of the incomparably long time, but because it is firmly imprinted in the depths of the memory, is very familiar, sounded in my ears:
"De... Levine?"
In an instant, Draven's eyes, who had no fear even between life and death, suddenly turned red.
Gritting his teeth, he suppressed the emotion that was too strong to be overwhelming, and barely suppressed the violent shaking mood, Delevingne called up the message reply panel, clicked the voice message recording button, and he wanted to speak back.
When the words came to his lips, he realized that his throat suddenly became extremely dry.
Thousands of words seem to have no idea where to start.
Settling down, he took a deep breath, and in the end, he just replied heavily.
"Yes!"
This simple response seemed to mix all the bitterness, all the hesitation, all the joy and even ecstasy... all the complex emotions in it!