Global Monster Online

In the second half of the night, Zhao Nan explained what happened to Sophia and Illiya, and by the way, Tuoba Xiaocao was actually the same Tuoba Xiaocao he met in the underground temple that day, and Linglong was just her friend. As for the little Lolita, his long-lost sister, she only met recently, and warned that even so, Gao Mingyang is not allowed to do anything nasty, and it blocked his unblocked mouth.

Gao Mingyang laughed a few times, and patted his chest to ensure that he would not mention the matter in the future. If he wanted to mention it, he would wait until the day when there was definite evidence. Feng's shoulder went to the innkeeper for a drink.

Baishan is the Baishan that Zhao Nan knows, no matter whether the day of the last meeting in the impression is more than a year and a half earlier in this history, or the pair can't help but see the beautiful woman, or Compliment or playfully strike up a conversation.

But at last he could see clearly that although the women in that family weren't in that kind of relationship, they didn't seem to be able to strike up a conversation casually, so he set his goal on the pair of lilies. Actually speaking, if this guy Tuoba Xiaocao calms down and doesn't hold onto those blind eyes that don't pleasing to anyone's eyes, he will still look like a young and beautiful girl - now.

Interested. This black gun drank a bit too much tonight, so I was drowsy, making people think it was a soft girl or something. Baishan pretended to be romantic but not indecent, but he moved a stool coolly, turned and sat in front of Tuoba Xiaocao coolly.

Zhao Nan didn't go to the bathroom and came back. He saw this scene when he just came back, and rubbed his forehead subconsciously. He had already seen the end.

Hearing only a few bangs, Tuoba Xiaocao chased after Baishan very unnecessarily, and the bullet that shot exploded another wall of the small hotel in a moment. Sophia knew the character of Tuoba Xiaocao. Otherwise, the two years would really be spent in vain. Without thinking about it, he asked the shopkeeper to come over and added a generation of Star Spirit Coins, so that nothing happened to him.

Illya had to sit silently in one corner, praying with her hands folded, that such a group of people would really not cause any major trouble on the road in the future, otherwise it would leak the red dragon's unauthorized resignation. Then she, a guardian, is really shameless to face the twelve guardians that she has recited day and night.

The small hotel is constantly prosperous, where can you still sleep? So some women over there just went to the yard. Finina hugged Lolita, Xu Yang and Ye Yue were sitting side by side, and the three of them were facing a small round table, just playing with a kind of ignorance. In the famous card game, Red Dragon Sophia is a referee next to her, with a smile on her face.

Zhao Nan glanced at Xu Feng and Gao Mingyang who were already drunk. He shook his head, picked up a stool that was placed on the ground, walked to the face of Ilia who was about to collapse, and sat down gently, "There is one thing that I care about."

Illiya was stunned. At that moment, when Aogu was still Douding, she didn't know that this group of people had such good aptitudes, they could grow up in two years, and she didn't know that they had memories early in the morning. I have done a lot of absurd things, but now I am embarrassed to think of it for a while. Had to stagger Zhao Nan's eyes slightly, "What is it?"

"About the Xingling." Zhao Nan frowned.

Illya seemed a little disappointed, but she disappeared very quickly, and she was also puzzled: "Protoss?"

Zhao Nan nodded and said, "Since we were born, have there been a large number of Star Spirit Orbs appearing one after another?"

Illiya was taken aback, and said: "In fact. The Star Spirit Orbs land, and there will be a lot of them every year. But when I returned to the Guardian Academy, the news I heard was that the fight after you appeared In half a year, the number of Star Spirit Orbs dropped has surpassed any year in history. It is even temporarily impossible to count the number."

Zhao Nan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "But why can't I see when I was in the teaching institute?"

Illiya smiled and said, "Our teaching institute is considered to be a very remote place in the Eastern District. Didn't you find that it is almost outside the circle? And the place where the Star Spirit Orbs land is on the first to third floors, and the time is uncertain. It’s not surprising that I haven’t noticed it for a while. I also returned to the academy to hear the news from the Palace of Shoujie.”

Illya paused, and then said: "However, after a large number of them appeared, the Star Spirit Orb has stopped being born again in the last year and a half. Many people are wondering if something happened in the lower realm... by the way. , Ogu, you guys are actually..."

"I'm a little tired, so you should rest early." Zhao Nan stood up and interrupted: "Thanks for your hard work today."

Yi Liya shook her head and said softly: "How can it be."

She looked at the back of Zhao Nan looking down and thinking about leaving, sighed lightly, and walked outside the hotel to feed her new cloud-winged beast a bit of supper.

When Zhao Nan passed the yard, he saw Feinina and the others having a good time, so he calmed his mind and climbed on the roof of the hotel alone, looking at the pink sky, which was not considered to be the stars of the stars.

Unexpectedly, just before lying down, a breeze blew over.

"What are you thinking about?" The familiar voice is undoubtedly Finina.

Zhao Nan turned his lower body, and there was a pair of soft legs sticking to him. He pillowed up and closed his eyes and said: "I have a hunch that the world we live in is undergoing some terrifying changes."

"Meaning, met Mingyang and the others here?" Finina put her hands on Zhao Nan's forehead twice and rubbed it gently.

Zhao Nan made a heavy "um" sound from his nose, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Finina, the pink sky dimmed, and a little dark shadow appeared on that long golden hair.

He suddenly sounded the black princess.

What I remembered was the last thing she said before she fell asleep—she might have understood something. Like Ulysses, the black princess also escaped the systematic memory rewriting.

This opportunity.

Could it be said that with such a large investment of players, what will the system do to the astral world?

A gust of breeze blew away that beautiful hair, Finina pulled the hair that itched her cheeks, and suddenly smiled and said, "This is a really good place. I hope it won't become the lower realm where we are. NS."

Zhao Nan was stunned, and suddenly a cold air rushed to the top of his head from the bottom, and thousands of cold particles all over his body suddenly stood up.

He suddenly understood...or rather, he thought: Taking this as an opportunity, the system intends to gamify the Astral Realm!

But what is its goal after gamification? Judging from the abilities of the Protoss above the noble level in the Protoss Realm, it would be difficult to deal with the players if one was pulled out randomly, not to mention a behemoth like a red dragon, one would be enough to destroy a city— —There are also those seven-tier kings who are equivalent to the subordinate gods.

Zhao Nan turned to the side, took a long breath, pretending to want to sleep.

He asked himself if he was among the human players, even if he was not the strongest one, he was definitely the strongest group of people. He is self-aware about this, so he never humbles these things. The question is, even this kind of self, in the Protoss Realm, I am afraid it is ranked at the bottom, right?

What heaven and man, what legend, what epic...

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When I woke up early the next morning, my head looked a little hazy. It is estimated that even after falling asleep, my subconscious mind was still thinking about that kind of headache. Zhao Nan sighed gently, and suddenly realized that it was like Gao Mingyang and the others. As a game, it may be the happiest one.

But he wanted to find Gao Mingyang, thinking that there was still a long time before the Star Spirit Spring was opened, and might as well help them to complete the task, but when he was told by the shopkeeper, the three of them set off early in the morning.

The shopkeeper stood in front of Zhao Nan and cleared his throat, "Brother Nan, we'll leave first, we all have tasks, and we all do our own things. You go to open your harem, and brother, go and save the original spirit. After the blood was drawn, I went back to pull the wind and see you in Dongyuan City!"

The shopkeeper took a horrified breath, then stretched out his fist and gently punched Zhao Nan’s chest. After the fight, he said in a cold sweat, "Guest, which customer asked me to do this? He said You won't mind! He said a light punch... or something."

Zhao Nan was stunned, and finally shook his head, waved his hand with a wry smile and said, "Nothing for you."

The owner left with a lingering fear. Zhao Nan was alone in the lobby of the hotel. Before he could fully appreciate the kind of friendship, he heard a click.

I saw Tuoba Xiaocao pale in succession, and walked out from the corridor with troubled hair, holding on to the wall, "Boss! Give me some hangover, my old lady's head hurts to death!"

After she finished speaking, Linglong walked out from behind her and walked to the opposite side of Zhao Nan's seat while supporting her. The shopkeeper went to get things without saying anything. Tuoba Xiaocao sat down and fell asleep. It turned out that he wasn't really awake, but only briefly regained his soul after drinking.

"Don't mind." Linglong smiled softly.

Zhao Nan shook his head and whispered softly: "I've seen the worse."

He stood up, nodded and said, "You are busy with you."

Unexpectedly, Linglong suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I want to talk to you about some things."

Zhao Nan frowned, turned around and sat back, simply saying: "Say."

Linglong shrugged and said with a grimace: "I'm like a tiger that eats people?"

"not necessarily."

Linglong shrugged unquestionably, and said sternly: "If you don't mind, I want to talk to you about history."

Zhao Nan was startled and subconsciously said: "Vertical, horizontal?"

Linglong chuckled, "Sure enough, Xu Yang told you before, and I knew it. I just wanted to ask your opinion on this matter."