Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

It is the first time that Zhidiao has seen a world that is extremely chaotic. The whole street looks clean, but there is something hidden in every winding alleyway. It is because of the uneven distribution of what is obtained in the copy.

Zhidiao has re-opened his spiritual vision. Like the "prison", there are black crows standing silently on all the eaves, staring down with scarlet eyes, sometimes "quack" and "dancing" with their wings, as if seeing what an interesting thing.

Only those stores that are set to run officially have nothing on them.

After walking in, Zhitiao realized that it wasn't that there were none, but that those things could appear in clusters, mixed together to form a masked figure, standing behind the counter, responsible for clearing money and goods.

For what purpose?

Their existence is meaningless, just like the customer service that was created to cooperate with the player's interaction, just to perform some kind of interaction mechanically.

The observations of the spirit vision were almost nothing, but it can be understood that the world has indeed been shrouded in black and unknown creatures.While walking, Zhidiao noticed that many players were carrying spells or crosses with them, they were in a hurry and their eyes were lowered, as if they were extremely unwilling to see those things.

He has thought about these issues, and the ability to form such a world is ultimately due to the deviation of the rules and the lack of the "reincarnation system". As long as this is made up for, the goal may be achieved.

There are also simpler methods, such as trapping Song Hang in a death circle forever in some way, which requires a certain amount of copy accumulation to choose the most suitable one, and there is a possibility of escape.

What he wants is to be foolproof, even if he makes a comeback, he will not be able to compete.

"Want dessert?" Song Hang held a bone-shaped lollipop in his hand, and waved it in front of Zhiniao as if coaxing his pet.

"No, I choose sweet and spicy dried fish." She even rubbed his cheek affectionately.

The behavior used to show intimacy will not be annoying no matter what, Zhitiao likes to be watched with pampering, even if it is a false gaze, as long as he is in a good mood is enough.

The tail behind him swayed slightly, like a feline fighting wits and courage with its owner. Song Hang only found it amusing when he saw it: This is really the most fun thing, isn't it?While using all body movements to match his performance as a "pet", he also teased him insidiously, advocating that he is the "master" status.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." It was just a one-sided trouble, Song Hang picked out the clothes that suit his taste from all the clothes, thinking whether to dress up as a maid or a newlywed, and showed Zhidiao He asked enthusiastically, "Do you like it?"

Just like Zhitiao would never listen to him, Song Hang would not really consider the other party's thoughts.

The players who were also picking out the necessary dungeon supplies were almost stunned, their eyes fell on the silver chain in the middle, and they whispered: I have never seen such a relationship before, I don’t care about each other’s attitude at all, I only use my own ideas and preferences practice oppression.

Those who are newcomers will even feel distressed. It is really miserable to be raised by others. Players who have been assimilated by the game will think that if they can domesticate a player as a pet and bring it out for purchase so happily, the owner should be superior.

But soon it was difficult for them to continue to think like this. A master with superior strength was helpless with his pet. He could only pretend that he didn't hear the other party's words. He didn't know what kind of existence the pet was.

Zhitiao was also aware of Song Hang's intentions, so he voluntarily gave up human language, sat on a chair next to the dressing room, tapped Erlang's legs to watch Song Hang perform alone, and made "meow" sounds from time to time as if expressing evaluations and opinions.

However, Zhidiao did not expect that even in the store, it is possible to trigger a random copy.

The original body didn't have time to tell him, and it's even more impossible for Song Hang to tell him about it. I don't know if it was an accident or on purpose. After Song Hang picked out a red and old Xiuhe suit from the clothing area, the familiar Time and space fluctuations come again.

The cover of twilight came without warning, and there were noisy insects in my ears, as if they were pressed to the ground, and their heads were covered with tiny tentacles, which seemed to be nests in the skin.

"Wake up, it's almost time to stop." An old man with a rough voice yelled, and the dream suddenly dissipated. He only knew that he was in an old bus. Zhidiao had never been in it before. He just thought it was novel and wanted to go anywhere take a look.

Looking around, he saw that there were only a few people sitting in the car. Song Hang didn't have time to put on the skin he used for camouflage, so he had to come in with his usual appearance and sit behind him at the moment.

The others were still staring in bewilderment, as if they hadn't reacted.

"What's the matter, am I on the plane?" The little girl in a pink leather vest rubbed her eyes, looking out of the ordinary.The old man sitting at the front listened and smiled: "Return the plane, don't take it seriously when you're dreaming, get off at every stop!"

This sounds like nothing, but with those inverted triangle eyes, it doesn't look like a good person, it always makes people panic for no reason.

It was the first time for the pink vest to be chased away like this. Thinking about it carefully, there might be no malicious intentions. Although I don't know what the situation is, it's best to say thank you first and go on.

The other brother who was wearing earphones was obviously covered by the music in the earphones. He leaned against the car window with his eyes closed and didn't know anything. He was so angry that he honked the horn twice.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s been aging for a long time, but the sound of the horn is extremely ear-piercing, like a ghost, so scared that the little brother trembled, and when he opened his eyes, he was dazed: “Wait a minute, where am I?”

The uncle didn't make a sound, obviously it made him angry.

Zhi Niao just reminded him in a low voice: "Get off at the station." After saying that, he walked out first, Song Hang didn't know what he thought of, and smiled at the little brother, who was much gentler than usual: "Yes What's the matter, let's talk about it after we get off the car."

"Ah? Oh." Shao Gan put away the earphones and immediately turned around and jumped down.

There was no one on the platform, and the surrounding area was an ordinary flat land, not even a blade of grass growing, so it was empty.The ground is a dirt road, and a sign symbolizing the platform stands up in the middle alone, which is worse than the lonely general who was defeated on the battlefield.

"Where am I, who are you?" Shao Gan looked confused, as if he was here for the first time.

Zhidiao immediately turned on his spirit vision, wanting to see how this newcomer who just entered the game was different from the old players who had died several times.

Looking at it this way, it really made him see the difference.

When such a person came in, it was like a white pearl falling into a mass of black sludge, and the girl next to her in a pink vest was shining brightly.Naturally, it doesn't really shine. It's hard to describe that feeling. After all, you can tell the difference at a glance, different from others.

There are some rumors among the folks that there are no people in the house, even if it is decorated and furnished, when you enter it, everything feels cold, it just doesn’t have a "living smell", lifeless, no matter how many things are placed Useless.

These two newcomers are different, very human.

Thinking of this metaphor, Jidori couldn't help laughing.These words sounded like an old monster waiting to suck people's energy in the Black Mountain.It was self-deprecating, but it changed in the eyes of others.

Shao Gan had always had a crush on the first person who came to talk to him, he was also handsome, and seemed to be the type to be relied on.As an ordinary college student, during my graduation internship, I have a delicate attitude towards such a decent person.

It’s like seeing the teacher assigned by the internship unit. Because of the connection with the school, he takes care of him, and also takes care of him and guides him in a professional place, and I feel close to him psychologically.Zhitiao's face alone gave him such a feeling, and he was even more trustworthy when he smiled.

But Song Hang next to him was different. He looked like the kind of noble son of a big company. When the prince arrived, he would come in like a vice president or something. Even if he spoke softly, he still felt threatened.

"Well, my name is Shao Gan, sweet Gan, where is this place?" Good impressions belong to good impressions, he is not foolish enough to make a trusting judgment based on his appearance.Even if they are kidnappers, with so many of them, they might be able to make a good one.

It's not impossible to deceive people away by being pretty~

Zhi Niao didn't know how to explain it, so he just copied the explanation given to him by the system, because he couldn't figure it all out, and the explanation was stumbled, mixed with strange personal understanding. After explaining, he was at a loss.

Song Hang heard it, and suppressed a smile.

Enduring until Zhitiao finished speaking, he finally couldn't help it, and laughed directly: "Hahaha, is this how you explained it to newcomers before?" Although according to his understanding, there is no problem in general, but it is too serious, Even the term "converged world" has been invented.

"Don't listen to him. Have you read the infinite horror novel? Congratulations to both of you for winning the grand prize."

"What do you mean?" The girl was a little frightened, "You mean here..."

"Yes." Song Hang nodded, only to see the girl's face instantly defeated, and she didn't know what to mutter.

"What are you talking about, speak up." Song Hang didn't hear clearly either, he was thinking too fast, he actually got a general idea, but he was a little uncertain.

"Here, there is no gene lock, right?" Song Hang is a big boss, and the girl has some experience in online literature. In this kind of game, the existence of a big boss is to let newcomers understand the world view and the general rules of the game. Asked directly.

Shao Gan on the side also became serious, this is an important issue, the degree of terror of the dungeon is directly related to life.

"You can gradually understand these things in the future, but let's focus on the present, the first dungeon for newbies won't be too difficult." Thinking of how he triggered this dungeon, Song Hang calmed down.

Some ghost books themselves impose many restrictions on high-level players.

He is very unhappy now, because he is a newcomer, and there are more rules, so now he can't take out anything except a small dagger, and even the chains that restrain Zhiniao have also lost part of their effectiveness.

"So this time, we are going to enter the village." Zhi Niao listened to Song Hang's explanation for a while. He hadn't read those novels and had no common topics, so he began to study the terrain, pointing to the road sign behind the stop sign and said, "There is a village 15 kilometers away from here."

"so far!"

The author has something to say: The new series in April is much more interesting, and there are even Korean comics!