In my opinion, competition may be what drives human progress, laziness may be what drives science, but boredom is what drives entertainment.
Well, it's just boring.
Not every action team is as smooth as mine, such as the Pandora-Sandora violent combination that is boxing with dragons in a corner of the world, such as Qianqian who has been lingering in front of Pearl Coral Night Pearl, For example... There are no examples, and the rest seems to be going well.
In short, due to the uneven progress of each group, Anveena and I had to stay in this extremely boring and very easy to get lost circle city until several other major races fell into the arms of the Salvation Army and then we could Leading the envoys of the Forsaken to Theramore for a meeting. According to Lin Xue, this is to form a grand situation where hundreds of clans come to court, or it would be a bit of a shit for all the clans to come here in batches Let’s put Miss Lin’s rhetorical style aside, I mainly think that this guy is just asking for trouble for me, and when I think about this girl’s ability to predict the future, I suddenly feel that I was assigned to such a girl in the first place. Ms. Lin is probably behind the boring place to fuel the flames. Among other things, at least Ms. Lin must know how boring I will be when I get to this place.
You see, we digressed again.
I just said that the key factor that promotes the progress of the entertainment industry is boredom. This is definitely based on facts. The most obvious example is that due to the extreme boredom of Anwena and I, various entertainment projects in the Undercity have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Poker Football, billiards, pinball, mahjong, Pai Gow, table tennis, and all sorts of strange entertainment activities swept the entire underground city like a tropical wind from Southeast Asia. These skeletons suddenly discovered that life could be more beautiful.
I also suddenly discovered that I was so professional in the field of entertainment, but I always thought that I was an honest and good student.
"Pressure can stimulate people's potential," An Weena commented, and then waved two playing cards, "Pair six!"
"I really don't know why the entertainment activities in this world are so poor. Except for banquets and social dances, it seems that all the pleasures are only for the nobles." !"
Cirvanas glanced at the poker on the table, then thought for a while, then put the last four cards in his hand in front of us, and said cautiously: "This...isn't it?"
You see, there are always many weird things in this world. For Cirvanas, the weirdest thing is that the powerful angel is so approachable and teaches those undead civilians all kinds of ways to pass the time. This is really not what a god should do, and to me, the weirdest thing is that the famous Queen of Darkness, Sylvanas, is playing poker with me now, and this queen whose card skills are in a mess His Highness actually has such a good luck that even the God of Gamblers is jealous to death. The fact that every hand is an extremely good card has reached an unbelievable level. All the basic theories of probability are in front of Cirvanas' luck. It immediately turned into scum all over the floor, and eventually turned into small notes with Anwena and I covering our faces.
After the forty-sixth time I was instantly killed by Cirvanas' four gorgeous old cards, I threw the almost untouched cards in my hand on the table, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh, it's a pity that Valimathras doesn't want to come over. If not, we can have a mahjong table."
In fact, what I mean is that if Valimathas was present, I wouldn't be at the bottom. The old devil's luck is even worse than his appearance. If luck is possessed, I am afraid that I can only face the poker table speechlessly and look at the sky.
It is precisely because of this that Valimathras, a strange flower in the poker world, has always shouldered the important task of being the bottom of our high-end leader-level poker table, but after being abused by Sylvanas, Anveena and himself After a full hundred and twenty-seven rounds, no matter how thick-skinned the old devil is, he dare not continue to embarrass himself at the poker table...
If it was just the first few days, we might go out and wander around when we were bored. Although there are no tourist attractions worth visiting in the Undercity, it is the capital of the Forsaken after all. This huge underground city itself is a place worth visiting. and if this is regarded as a live version of the haunted house adventure, I can still find a little surprise, but since the final identity of Anveena and I was announced a few days ago, we have rarely gone out for a walk, Knowing our identities, the attitudes of those Forsaken who usually get along with the two of us have naturally changed a lot. After all, the identity of the God Envoy is not the second fat guy who sells plastic jade at the entrance of the alley, except us. Apart from being heartless, it is impossible for any normal person to be indifferent to this identity. Regardless of whether the attitudes of those Forsaken civilians are fanaticism, awe, caution or resistance, in short, Anveena and I can no longer be heartless. wandering around in the underground caves of the Undercity, and the rest is to stay here with Cirvanas all day long, playing poker, playing mahjong with Her Lady Queen, or tossing around with some other gadgets. Let Xi enrich the boring daily life of the Forsaken.
It would be great if some explosive events can happen to relieve my boredom, even if it means going out to find someone to fight...
Facts have proved that although I don't have the same ability as my sister, it seems that my thoughts also have a certain curse effect...
Almost as soon as I came up with this idea, an ordinary ghost whose radiance was much dimmer than that of Anveena hurriedly floated into the hall, and then saw Cirvanas who had just touched a good hand and smiled slightly. Stopping in front of me, I could clearly read the anxious expression on the face of this under-brightened ghost.
Could it be that spending too long with Anveena, a weird ghost who adjusts its brightness at any time and takes pleasure in lighting and cleaning the room, has caused me to have the first reaction after seeing any ghost-like creature is to observe the brightness of the other party? weird habit
"Anna, what happened?"
Cirvanas put down the cards in his hand with a regretful expression, and asked with a frown.
It seems that this card game I "invented" has caused some subtle changes to the famous Dark Queen...
"Your Majesty, the elite troops we sent to suppress the Scarlet Crusade were attacked in the northern hills of Tirisfal Forest. Only one ghost survived."
I think it's too strange to use "survival" to describe a ghost who has been dead for an unknown number of years.
"They met the main force of the Scarlet Crusade?"
Cirvanas' voice sounded coldly, a kind of coercion of a superior inadvertently exuded, I looked at Cirvanas who showed her true qualities as a queen, and suddenly felt that the pile of cards and cards on the table next to her The little note is so incongruous that I couldn't help but have the illusion that the leaders of various countries are discussing the global nuclear destruction plan with a serious expression while squatting together and scratching their feet. It takes countless nerve reflexes to form How did the complex picture of suddenly pop up in my mind
The ghost on the opposite side heard Cirvanas' question, and immediately lowered its body and replied: "Your Majesty, according to the report of the surviving ghost, it was not humans who attacked them, but a group of...suspected demonic creatures. "
"Suspected of a demon?"
"Yes, according to Ghost's description, it is an enemy that has some demonic features on the outside, but is bigger in size and has a fighting style that is different from any demon race we know. There are only about thirty people on the other side. But our five hundred battle-hardened soldiers were all wiped out in less than three minutes."
An Weena and I looked at each other, and both read the same message from each other's eyes.
"Envoy, are those the mutant demons you mentioned?"
I nodded and spread my hands: "If your scouts are not so unlucky that they encounter a bunch of aliens that have passed through, I'm afraid they are mutant demons."
Then I patted An Weina on the head, with a high-spirited face: "Nana, we can finally do something..."