I Wasn't Born Lucky

Big cities are always brightly lit at night.

In a certain urban area in reality, just near the commercial district full of high-rise buildings, there is a small road hidden among a group of old and dilapidated buildings.

This road is a gourmet street known to the old residents nearby. It doesn’t open until four o’clock in the afternoon and closes in the early hours of the morning.

It was not yet seven o'clock in the evening, and the night of early autumn had completely fallen, but the owner of the street barbecue shop wrapped in an apron was only wearing a long-sleeved sweater, standing beside the charcoal grill, fanning the fire, Next to it is the takeaway boy waiting for the order.

At the end of the street stood a young man with black hair. He casually put on a light blue denim jacket without any decorations. He looked like a star embedded in the night.

Xiao Li looked up at the road sign, and then found the address in the phone, and found that he had gone to the right place.

It was during the free period in Sidi Lan Mi Town. On the day he visited the other party at night, Wang Huai exchanged real mobile phone numbers with him. The next day after returning to reality, Wang Huai contacted him as scheduled. time and address.

It's just that Xiao Li didn't expect that Wang Huai would make an appointment with such a place in the end.

He walked in along the street signs, and there were many pedestrians on the street, most of them were customers who lived nearby. Finally, Xiao Li found the person he was looking for in front of a lobster food stall.

Wang Huai's clothes were also very simple. He didn't wear the suit in the previous copy to this kind of place. Instead, he wore a black sweater as the Romans did. He held a menu in his hand and wrote and drew on the menu with a pencil. Seriously, it looks like a graduate student in a dungeon.

He didn't even choose to sit in a private room inside the store, but sat casually on an open-air table. There were several trash cans on the ground nearby, and paper towels and leftover food were thrown on the ground casually.

Xiao Li walked over and sat opposite Wang Huai.

Wang Huai raised his head and smiled politely, "You're here?"

Xiao Li and him are not familiar, but this is the first time they met in reality, and there is no sense of unfamiliarity with each other. Wang Huai put the menu in his hand in front of Xiao Li: "Order whatever you want, I treat you."

Three catties of crayfish, some accessories, and two bottles of beer have been marked off on the menu.

Xiao Li wasn't too polite, he added some random things, plus a bottle of iced Fat House Happy Water.

Wang Huai: "Don't drink?"

Xiao Li: "Don't drink."

With a regretful look, he summoned the proprietress and gave her the menu.

"Okay, I'll be here right away." The proprietress wrote their table number and hurried into the back kitchen.

After she left, Wang Huai didn't hide the look in his eyes, and asked curiously, "Sherlock, you're younger than I thought, and you're in school?"

Xiao Li was not very happy to discuss this issue. He always felt that he was subtly discriminated against because of his age. He went straight to the point: "You said before that you want to discuss things in reality with me."

Wang Huai laughed, and said, "Are you always so direct?"

Xiao Li looked at him quietly.

Wang Huai sighed: "Sure enough, I'm a kid—"

With a "pop", Xiao Li pierced the wrapped disposable tableware with his chopsticks.

Wang Huai swallowed back the last word "friend", and said nonchalantly, "Are you sure you don't want to start that topic after eating? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat after hearing this."

At this time, the proprietress brought up a pot of freshly baked crayfish, which was steaming hot, and the coolness of this autumn was all gone.

Xiao Li: "Tell me."

Wang Huai first picked up the vermicelli in the pot with chopsticks, took a bite, then put on his gloves, peeled a lobster, and then said slowly, "You know what happened in reality recently, right?"

Xiao Li: "A supernatural event?"

He was also eating, but he was eating much slower than the man opposite. Wang Huai was peeling the shrimp for himself, while Xiao Li didn't do anything. Spit out the shrimp shells.

Wang Huai: "Yes, more and more, until it reaches the peak. At that time, reality will become another huge copy world."

His last four words were very soft and slipped out between his teeth, but Xiao Li still heard them.

Wang Huai coughed, and took the opportunity to stuff two more shrimps into his mouth: "Fraud values ​​you, and you are related to the goddess of words, so you should know the existence of God. In short, a certain existence has taken a fancy to you now the reality we live in."

"Where should I start? I think about it. In fact, the dungeons we all spent in the beginning were all in a small space, such as hospitals and schools. Such a building has limited space."

"With the increase of copies and the integration of the world, it gradually becomes a town, a ravine, a village, such a medium-sized existence."

"Later, a civilization, a country, a continent, and a city."

"I don't know the specific secret, but what is certain is that the gods maintain their strength through this method. Like Death, the gods are notoriously fond of experimenting. He has many duplicate worlds."

"Reality is a special existence. It is a world. There are certain rules that restrict the gods from entering reality, but it is obvious that the power of this rule is gradually weakening. When this power has completely disappeared On that day, the god who covets reality will come, and he will transform the latitude of reality and reshape nothingness."

Wang Huai's tone was low, and his appetite gradually disappeared as the words deepened. He put down his chopsticks, and he didn't know what to think of, and looked at the crayfish pot in front of him with complicated eyes.

What he said is not an absolute secret. There have been rumors among high-level reincarnators. After all, no one is a fool. The supernatural incident is here, and there are different opinions.

It's just that he waited for a while, but didn't wait for the other party's reaction.

Xiao Li was poking the tail of a lobster with his chopsticks. He was very serious. He didn't listen to Wang Huai's continuation. He raised his head: "I guess what you said. These are not important. Is there a way to deal with it?"

Wang Huai: "We are tracking those large-scale supernatural events, and there is no news at present."

What Wang Huai said was the truth, but it was also covered up. The core answer was never revealed to Sherlock in front of him.

"I see." Xiao Li nodded. He used his chopsticks to pick up the piece of prawn meat that he had finally peeled out, soaked it in plain water, and then turned sideways towards the foot of the table. Clip away.

Unknown, Wang Huai went inside, followed by standing halfway up, and then saw a kitten hiding under the foot of the table. It looked young, and its fur was originally snow white, but due to the long-term traffic, it was covered with a lot of dirt and shrunk. It looked very small and was covered by the legs of the table, so he never saw it.

Xiao Li handed the shrimp meat to the little white cat's mouth and shook his chopsticks.

The little white cat was a little frightened at first, and it grinned "ha" and assumed an aggressive posture. It kept covering its right foot, which was bent unnaturally.

Xiao Li threw the shrimp meat at its feet, it fiddled with its claws twice, and then opened its mouth to eat.

A little black cat popped out from nowhere, it doesn't look big by itself, but compared with this little white cat, it looks much more rounded, especially yesterday Xiao Li gave it canned meat as an extra meal, now The fat belly hangs down, almost mopping the floor.

The black cat raised its head and gave Xiao Li a "baa".

Xiao Li picked it up with one hand, put it on the stool beside him, and fed it to the little white cat with a piece of shrimp in the same way. He rubbed his head against the boy's trouser legs.

The little black cat who opened its mouth in vain: "Meow?"

Xiao Li knocked the little black cat on the head, stared at the white cat at his feet in distress, and finally lifted the white cat by the back of the neck.

The white cat had just been weaned, and still had the consciousness of being held by the back of the neck by its mother, so it immediately tightened its buttocks and kept this position still.

Wang Huai recognized the black cat as Xiao Li's pet mentioned in the forum, and saw his posture towards the white cat: "You don't want to adopt this cat, do you?"

Before Xiao Li could answer, the little black cat suddenly howled loudly.

No need for translation, even Wang Huai can see its objection.

Xiao Li rubbed its rounder belly a couple of times, with cat fur all over his hands, and put the little white cat aside, and said to Wang Huai, "I'll take it to the pet hospital for foster care, what else do you need?" ?"

The man on the opposite side looked at the cat, put down his chopsticks, and said suddenly: "Sherlock, since you are so direct, then I will be more direct too. I don't go round about people like you."

"There are currently three kinds of people among the reincarnated people. One is desperately hoping that reality will become a copy of the gods, the other is choosing to wait and see, and the last is deciding to prevent things from happening. Which kind of person do you want to be?"

"The head of the Ye family is one of my allies. He kept talking about you to me. After reading those posts, I used the ghost ticket to enter the dungeon to have a look at you."

More importantly, Deceit is the enemy of Reaper's camp, and Reaper is a supporter of that god, and Sherlock has destroyed many Reaper's laboratories.

"You are very contradictory and direct, but I believe what I see with my eyes."

Wang Huai said in a deep voice, his voice was mixed into the surrounding noise, but it was so clearly transmitted to Xiao Li's ear curtains.

"Although sometimes I like to destroy, but here, I prefer to save." Xiao Li said, he stood up from his seat, holding the white cat.

The smell of fireworks in the world is lingering around, and the proprietress is yelling loudly; the diners at the next table tell a joke and laugh happily; the little boy across the street was beaten by his parents for being naughty, and is wiping away his tears.

The world is a mixture of joy and sorrow.

Wang Huai: "Happy cooperation."

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Actually, I prefer to act alone rather than cooperate, so try not to cooperate as much as possible."

Wang Huai: "..."

Sherlock is annoying.

The trouble is, always when you sink into the atmosphere, he can immediately destroy the atmosphere.

He turned around to pay the bill with the proprietress, but Xiao Li was about to leave, but Wang Huai finished paying, and when he turned around, Xiao Li was still in the position of hugging the cat.

Wang Huai saw that he was holding the back of the white cat's neck with his right hand, and his buttocks with his left hand. In addition, he had to be careful not to touch the injured leg of the kitten, otherwise the white cat would cry loudly. .

He stopped Xiao Li: "I came by car, and I will take you to the pet hospital on the way?"

At this moment, Xiao Li's cell phone by the table vibrated.

A text message from Shen Mizhi: 【Is this the movie you said you wanted to watch?screenshot·jpg]

[It will be released soon. 】

【Have you watched the trailer? Let me watch it with you, okay? 】