"Will they come, or won't they come? No matter the ending, it's hard to look forward to..."
"Still struggling? What do you want to do, and meet your destiny like a man."
"What to welcome? Welcome to the end of blood or a good boat? If they come, I will have a lot of fun. If they don't come, it will be difficult to deal with the undead. No matter which option it is, it is BAD END, and there is no happy ending. ?"
"Actually, you should change your way of thinking. When they come, you will have reinforcements. If they can't catch up with you, they will escape. Isn't that whether you win or lose?"
"... Ah Q's spirit is absolutely amazing, you return that memory crystal to me, and I promise everything will be fine."
The genius was bright, and I randomly found a restaurant and ordered some breakfast. I sat by the window. Before the food was delivered, the dead cat was on my back and blocked me.
But I don't have the time or energy to gossip with her now, after all, it's still that damn time of war.
Some people say that if you want to know the economic and political situation of a city, you only need to look at the streets and pedestrians at breakfast time. Morning is a key time when a city starts to get busy, but the mental outlook and flow of pedestrians directly represent the situation. The degree of prosperity of the city, the shops and houses on the streets are the showcases of the urban commodity economy, for this, I still deeply agree.
Xingmu City is just a small town. In the past, most of the busy people on the streets were local farmers and traders, but today, most of the shops and houses have closed their doors and windows, and passers-by hurriedly running on the streets are often fully armed, not Temporarily recruited adventurers are local professional warriors.
Those adventurers who came for the treasure were also indirectly doing a good thing, at least providing high-quality combat resources to Starwood City, which was originally underpowered.
"not bad."
Judging from what we have seen now, whether they are ordinary citizens or professional warriors, their mental faces are all right. Perhaps they were inspired by yesterday's victory, or perhaps it was the scene of the vanguard of the undead being swept away. Courage, perhaps simply because the army of the undead has not yet arrived, at least for now, their morale is very high, and even young rookie soldiers are full of hope, seeming to be looking forward to the glory and glory of returning from victory.
"Looking forward to war? Young people are so innocent and lovely."
"… It's a rookie's privilege to be able to yearn for the glory of war so pure, to be able to yearn for honor and victory before stepping into the battlefield, instead of praying to God to live. I personally still expect him to be alive tomorrow. Keep it that way. At least it's more pleasing to the eye than cowering in the trenches."
"I don't think it's enough. Those who rush to the battlefield so excited are most likely to become cannon fodder in the first round of battles. You never know what they will do if they are too excited. The most troublesome thing is that they suddenly go crazy and think they can do it. They always think they are the protagonists of legendary stories, but they don't know that the so-called protagonists and heroes are just the lucky ones who survived among the countless dead. Ninety-nine percent of newcomers are within three months. A suit for getting a bento."
"Would you like to gamble?"
"Betting on whether he is dead or alive? If you can't bet, will you press him to live? It seems a bit cruel to bet on him for a few days."
The flaxen-haired boy with freckles on his face did not know that there were two unscrupulous seniors on the streets he was patrolling earnestly who were no longer optimistic about his future.
But this can't blame us for being too boring. When you have stepped on too many battlefields and seen the sudden death of too many comrades in arms, sometimes you will inevitably become a little nervous.
"Comrade-in-arms? Those who have survived three battles are my comrades-in-arms. I don't need to know your name before proving your worth and letting me remember your name."
Olympian the Great said such a classic saying when he was still a Master Chief. Although it was cruel, it was recognized by many people.
"Is it almost?"
The dead cat's question was endless, but I nodded. The time was ripe, but I kept dragging it along. It seemed that it was time to make a breakthrough.
Fingers nibbling lightly on the table, the crisp sound of "dong dong dong" moves, and the heartbeat jumps with this rhythm, but the angle of view changes quietly, the air suddenly becomes dull, everything in the eyes becomes sluggish, people grow up Mouth, but no sound can be heard, and the water droplets in the air can be clearly seen emotionally.
The inexplicable sense of control made me feel like I was in control of the whole world. In my field of vision, the whole restaurant seemed to come to a standstill, but what made me uncomfortable was in my perception that our breakfast was very good. Might be about to go to waste.
Not far away, the servant boy with food in his hands obviously didn't pay attention to his feet. He was about to step on the tail of a dog that sneaked in. His right hand was the beef stew we ordered, and his left was a dead cat. the grilled fish, and the freckled rookie at the door is being taken away by the adventurer thief. Maybe he will first consider whether he will starve to death before worrying about dying in battle.
"Really, at such an important time..."
So, while complaining, I threw out a copper coin, and at this moment, everything returned to normal, but everything was arranged.
The coin just landed on the foot of the servant boy. He slid violently and almost fell, but immediately stood up and avoided the hungry and hungry dog hiding under the table.
And then, the coin followed the trajectory of being kicked out, crossed a perfect arc, just hit the little rookie's head, then, no matter how slow, you know your wallet has been scooped, and you know how to deal with it. .
"clang!"
Everything was as I expected, the small copper coins played a big role, the servant boy avoided the vicious dog, and watching the little rookie angrily chasing and killing the thief, I smiled with satisfaction.
"Is this the holy order?"
Yes, the timing of Heloise's inquiry is the timing for me to break through the holy rank. Perhaps this is an impossible bottleneck for others, but for me, who has accumulated a lot, it is just a matter of course.
"Ouch!"
A small accident made this breakthrough not so perfect...
"Well, this is the holy rank, the control of the world and the grasp of self-existence are the essential difference between the holy rank and the legend, hee..."
The dead cat on the table looked at me with a half-smile while licking the milk.
"Laugh if you want. How hard it is to endure."
My anger was already full, and while I plucked the grilled fish from my head, I wiped my face with a towel with a livid face.
"Pfft! You didn't know that you were just saying, 'Is this the holy order?', while pretending to be serious, the grilled fish flew over and smashed in the face, or you brought it on yourself!"
I couldn't help laughing and crying. The dead cat was right. My silver coin saved my beef stew, but at the same time, it also made the attendant throw out the grilled fish in the other hand, but so many people here were hit. Me, it looks like I'm really going to transfer to the Church of the Goddess of Fortune.
"...Wait, why did the grilled fish fly out? You did it on purpose. You kept your beef soup but let him throw my breakfast grilled fish."
"...don't go into the details. It's just an accident."
Well, the nostalgic cat head cap is on my head again, and I'm going to think about ordering some more treats to put this dead cat at ease.
"Meow, the salt-baked fish-flavored head tastes pretty good."
"Dead cat, if you don't come down, I will go to Beifeng!"
"Bah, you are afraid of you as an old lady. The old lady can become human now."
And after the chaos, I have time to sort out the gains I just made.
I have been preparing for this breakthrough for a long time. In fact, the accumulation is already enough, but if the highest peak is used as the standard, it may not be a bad thing to accumulate a little more in the lower layer. I originally planned to polish it, but now the army of the dead is about to arrive. A little more power is the most real thing, so I'm ready to break through.
"Other people's protagonists break through the level and either fight back at a critical moment, or act as a magic stick with shining rays of light, and they can pretend to be forceful again, and then jump out of a group of volunteer commentators to explain, why is my style of painting wrong..."
"Aren't you pretending to be forceful? It's actually very creative. Really, if the grilled fish didn't end up on your head... Hahahaha!"
The dead cat, who deliberately pretended to be friendly, couldn't bear it any longer, and rolled on the table with a smile. So, I picked up the dead cat without hesitation and threw it at the wild dog that was foraging under the table.
"Go, Tom cat who broke through the sky!"