Ark Games [Unlimited]

With the new season in full swing, most of the gods didn't pay attention to the changes in the upper echelons, and just set their goals on returning to the real world.

Although life in the real world is not as wanton as here in Ark, more residents still have relatives and friends, and it is everyone's expectation to go back and have a look.

Only some of the top gods cared about the change of the person in charge of the area.

The first is the Burning Dream Crusade.

The secret organization composed of [-] strong people can naturally grasp the high-level first-hand information, but the heads of the American region and the China region who had a close relationship with Li Jinfeiers have all disappeared, and most of the private letters to them have disappeared.

Most of the family members who could be contacted stopped replying after a while.

They seem to be escaping from something, afraid to use the functions of the system anymore.

The relationship between Li Jin and Fiers has eased, and the two jointly investigate whether this incident is related to Meng Yan's death.As for the rest of the lower and middle-level gods, they put all their energy into the new season.

Because the rewards are too tempting.

Compared with the turbulent gods, the netizens seem a little abnormal.

I originally thought that after the death of the new star Meng Yan, everyone would definitely stir up this topic, but Meng Yan seems to have more fans than expected. They did not show any indignation or excitement, but just launched a memorial activity across the Internet.

None of the members of the Nightmare team spoke up and acquiesced in their actions.

Everyone felt that Meng Yan was really dead.

The arrival of a new season has made the world of Ark quite noisy, only the small world in the dungeon is quieter.

On the soft sandy beach in Pattaya, a tall man is walking on it, looking at the distant horizon from time to time.

His complexion is very fair, and his face is also rare and handsome. His sharp eyebrows and eyes give people a sense of shock, and the light color of his eyes even casts a layer of frost on him, making people afraid to approach him.

In Thailand, where whiteness is the most beautiful, many tourists have been quietly peeking at him.

The man stopped on a sea rock and sat down quietly.

He felt the force of the waves beating against his calf, breathed the damp wind, closed his eyes and imagined that the person he cared about the most was still by his side.

In just a few days, Ruishen felt that he could not hold on any longer.

Once you have it, it's hard to bear the pain of losing it.

Ruishen's revenge was too successful. After he merged with the eye of reason, he really made the other party feel great remorse.But they are one, revenge is meaningless, he is more like atonement.

After merging the two memories into one, with the rational eye of human emotions, it seems to understand Meng Yan's questioning.

Why.

Why should Meng Yan be harmed to this extent by him?

If he hadn't appeared by Meng Yan's side, according to Meng Yan's personality, he would still have grown into an excellent man.

But now, the soul flies away.

Death in the Arkworld is death in the true sense, even the soul will disappear, and there is no way to find it back.

All Ruishen wants to do now is take revenge. As for what Meng Yan said before his death, let him return to the thousand-breathing demon clan and be worshiped by thousands of people, he has no way to do it.

His heart will be tormented all the time.

Now the rational eye is like a real human being, experiencing the feeling of heart constriction. When he exercises pain control, he doesn't even feel a ten-thousandth of it now.

He has nothing but Meng Yan.

But even Meng Yan was lost by him.

What the Son of God, the Son of God, is too ridiculous.

Ruishen closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a coolness on his cheeks, as if water drops fell into the sea.

"I really look like an ordinary human right now."

"Meow--"

Suddenly, a little black cat with soft fur appeared on the beach.

It wagged its tail and walked toward the man with small, proud steps, its green eyes seeming to have something in it.

With a light leap, the cat landed on the sea rock, brushing the ecstatic man with its tail.

"Black." Ruishen looked down at the cat, "it looks like Meng Yan."

The cat gave him a humane look, then jumped back to the beach, beckoning Ruishen to follow him.

"Meow—" Seeing that he was indifferent, the black cat became a little anxious.

Rui Shen squinted his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

He intends to follow up and have a look.

The cat finally breathed a sigh of relief, twisted its steps, held its head high, and began to lead the man towards the north.

Crossing this beach is a group of sea view hotels, and behind the hotel is a world of feasting and feasting.

The cat walked unhurriedly, and Ruishen just followed at such a leisurely pace.

Apart from Meng Yan, there was nothing else that could interest him.

The further you go to the red light district, the greater the flow of people, the sun is dim, many neon lights are lit up, and many beautiful girls are dressed hot and sexy, attracting customers on the street.

Ruishen regards all these human beings as air.

It's familiar here.

The reason why he came to Pattaya was because Rui Shen wanted to go to the world where Meng Yan once existed and wait quietly.He had been silent for a long time on the rocky cliffs of Xiejiao Village and the nursing home, slaughtering the monsters that had hurt his sweetheart over there. Thailand was not his first stop.

He thought, after he killed all the things that shouldn't exist, the last thing left, the one that should be cleared most, was himself.

A world without anything is lifeless.

He looked up and looked around. This place was the street where Luang Phor Kan's tattoo shop was located.

Ruishen never forgot all the memories of Meng Yan.

The cat has been leading the way, as if to show him something.

One person and one cat walked along the street until they came to a boxing gym.

Pattaya is most famous not only for the red light district, but also for the muay thai boxing ring where poor people live.

Many children will learn Muay Thai in order to make a living, then sign a contract with the club, and fight with their lives in the ring in exchange for a salary that can guarantee their basic living.

In many illegal underground boxing rings, there are even children under ten years old fighting each other, in exchange for the shouts of distorted adults.

Ruishen stood at the door, looking at the cat with its head raised.

The cat flicked its tail, turned its head, and signaled Ruishen to go in.

"..." The omnipotent eye of reason doesn't know what this little guy wants to do.

But subconsciously, there was a voice urging him forward.

The beauties welcoming guests at the door had already pulled him in. After paying the entrance fee, Ruishen just found a seat and sat down. The cat jumped onto his lap familiarly, picked up its little paws and fell silent. .

Ruishen didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now it seems that... it's a thousand-breathing demon?

He was startled, just as the bell on the ring had already rang.

Ruishen looked at the two fighters, his pupils dilated instantly.

A familiar but somewhat unfamiliar figure stood on the ring and danced the apprentice dance along with the traditional Muay Thai fighting song.

These eyes can't be wrong!

The young people in the ring seemed a little lost, but they still danced with muscle memory.

Because of years of training, his skin is darker than honey, and his muscles are well-proportioned and beautiful.Coupled with the muay thai fighter's white armbands with tassels, this body looks full of ambiguous beauty.

It is too similar to Meng Yan.

The bell rang again, and with the referee's order, the game began.

The boxing dealers have already started shouting, and many people are betting on this young opponent to win, because the opponent seems to have a longer arm span, and has an advantage in weight, and it is already the third consecutive championship in the field, for the old gamblers Won a lot of money.

And that young man was just a fledgling, and he went into shock on the field not long ago, and almost died.

Nobody likes him.

The cat stared at its owner and purred softly, as if it had already confirmed the result of the game, and seemed extremely relaxed.

"Be careful! They say not to go up!"

A familiar voice sounded from the edge of the ring, it was Luang Phor Kan himself!

He had a white towel over his shoulders and was wiping away the cold sweat.

The kitten meowed twice, then ran to him.

"I thought you lost it. A stray cat is a stray cat, a little white-eyed wolf that you don't know well." LP Kan raised the cat. "Look, your master is playing a game, are you not nervous at all?"

The people around looked at Luang Phor Kan talking to the cat silently, thinking that the man had a brain problem, and they all looked at him with contempt.

"Come on, Hurricane! Defeat that kid!"

The voices are getting louder and louder, but the Hurricane's young opponent is still in a state of confusion.

The old boxing champion didn't want to give him another chance.

With a straight punch, some female tourists who were watching the game with the group had already closed their eyes, but the cry of pain did not resound.

The young man dodged the punch with just a slight dodge, and seized the opportunity that the opponent hadn't received the punch, turned around and threw an elbow.

In the middle of the temple.

With a thud, the old champion who had gone through hundreds of battles fell to the ground unconscious.

The whole time does not exceed three seconds.

The referee was startled for a moment, then slowed down to count down the seconds, and finally announced the Hurricane's defeat.

Azankan didn't expect it to end so neatly...

The young man was still dazed. After being raised with his right arm, he went through a cutscene and stepped off the stage amid incredible cheers.

Azankan hurriedly followed, "Hey, you really have some skills, I didn't expect to use someone else's body... Cough, how do you feel?"

"I don't know." The young man said silently.

But the tension and numbness on his face relaxed a lot, as if he understood some wish.

The former master of metaphysics guessed it.

"So that's the case, no wonder you didn't listen to the persuasion and insisted on going to the ring. It's probably a long-cherished wish before your body." Azan Kan walked out of the ring with his arms around the cat while talking.

Ruishen's heart was beating wildly, and he quietly followed.

The two took the bonus in the background, and waited for someone to take a shower to wash off the muay thai oil on their bodies before returning to the tattoo shop.

"Tell me, you are such a good boy, how did you end up in this situation?" Azankan pushed him on the seat like a mother. "The last time I saw you was a team leader, but now you are a wandering spirit."

"Fortunately, there is a young man who was beaten to death in the boxing ring who fits you well, otherwise I don't know how to arrange you."

"After you wake up, I will definitely ask you to send me money."

While nagging, he dug out some witch medicine to stabilize his soul.

Seeing this, Ruishen has already confirmed that this is Meng Yan.

Meng Yan, who put on someone else's skin, suddenly looked at the living room vigilantly, as if there was something there, but after careful observation for a long time, it was just an empty room.

Only then did he look away.

"Stupid." Azan Kan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. "It seems that the dementia disease has to be slowed down for a long time."

The black cat meowed.

Azan Kan looked at the cat.

Not long ago, this little guy broke into his house with something shiny in his mouth, as if he knew he had a way to contain the soul, very spiritual.

Azan Kan's heart softened, he checked the soul, and was startled.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

Although he hadn't been with Meng Yan for a short time, he admired this young man very much, and he couldn't just watch him go out of his wits, so he started this thankless job, and he didn't know if he could fully return to normal.

Meng Yan sat blankly, and under the pull of the extremely powerful soul, even the new body was moving closer to the original form.

The boxer's body wasn't that strong the other day.

It's just that the soul has not fully integrated with the body, and it has become a little dull.

But...it looks cute and cute.

Azankan sighed, "You can recover quickly, the street is not smooth recently, we all have to be careful."

He looked at the boxing ring not far from the window, looking a little worried.