Numerologist

Confused time, overlapping memories, it's hard to tell the real from the fake inside and outside the play.The shadow of the sword, the neighing of the horse, formed a dark cloud of smoke.Leaping horse with sword, is it a fight for glory, or is it just a show?The soul of a knight, the soul of a hero, why are they buried in the world? --Performance

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A man in a hooded sweater, a mask and sunglasses, chose a secluded corner to wait for his milk tea after entering the store.

The phone rang, and the man picked up the phone and said in a low voice, "The car is being repaired, you go back and deal with the trending searches first, and I'll go back later."

"Well, I know, it's okay. You can go to work." The man sighed after hanging up the phone.

The man's name is Ze Xi, and he is a popular actor.A movie that was released not long ago was well-received and sold well, and even won a Best Actor trophy.It was supposed to skyrocket, but it was revealed that he was a "comrade" and described his sadomasochistic relationship with the benefactor vividly as if hiding under the bed.

This kind of black material seems to be a rumor at first glance, but I didn't expect netizens to eat melons and eat them happily, and returned this shit to the hot search.

The house leak happens to be raining all night, and the black material has not been suppressed, and the illegitimate fan sneaks into his house and touches his personal belongings.When the surveillance saw him, he was really disgusted.

He hasn't held the other party accountable yet, but this illegitimate meal has the face to sell miserably on the Internet, and even slander him as a "fucking fan"!

He was so angry that he was going to sign an endorsement contract with an old brand today, but because of this wave of slander, the endorsement turned out to be dirty, and the car was hit by a black fan on the way back.Fortunately, the driver responded quickly, and only scratched some paint.

"Little boss, is the milk tea I ordered ready?" Ze Xi asked aloud after waiting for a while before the milk tea arrived.

There are too many troubles, he urgently needs a cup of sweet milk tea to continue his life.The decoration of this milk tea shop is relatively high-end, and there are few people inside, so he ordered a cup of signature milk tea and came in to sit and wait.

The milk tea guy has a pretty good looks, but the speed of making milk tea is a bit slow.I didn't see any other takeaway orders either.

"Come on, guest, you ordered the dream starry sky." Xiao Wu carried a tray, a cup of milk tea, and a small snack as a bonus.

"Just let it go, thank you." Ze Xi took off his mask and took a straw to drink milk tea.

The appearance of the milk tea is exquisite, worthy of the name.Ze Xi took a sip full of anticipation, his face suddenly became strange.

It must be a lie to say it tastes good.

It's hard to drink, but it's not to the point where you want to spit it out.

That is, a weird taste.

Ze Xi waved again and shouted: "Hello, little sister, could you please bring me a glass of boiled water?"

No, he still wanted to rinse his mouth.

"Okay." Xiao Wu, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly handed over a glass of warm water.

Standing on the side and watching him raise his head and take a big sip of water, Xiao Wu felt that this person looked familiar.Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Xiao Wu pointed at him and exclaimed in a low voice, "Ah, you are Gregory!"

Gregory is a character in his film, a Nordic nobleman with chivalry.

Ze Xi smiled awkwardly and politely, and made a "shh" gesture.

Xiao Wu covered his mouth and nodded vigorously, and hurriedly found a notebook and pen from the partition shelf, "Can you sign it for me? I really like your role as Gerorui."

"Of course it's okay. What's your name?" Ze Xi wrote "to sign" in strong and powerful handwriting.

Holding his autograph and smiling happily, when his eyes glanced at the cup of milk tea, he suddenly remembered that Ze Xi said in a certain interview that he liked milk tea with nine-point sugar.Thinking of the taste of his own milk tea, Xiao Wu immediately wanted to cry.The idol drank the milk tea she brought, she should be happy, but...

"Oh, let me change you to a cup of milk tea. Our signature milk tea tastes rather strange, and other ordinary milk teas are still acceptable." Xiao Wu trotted to the console without waiting for his consent.

"Well, let's have a cup of pearl milk tea. I want nine cents of sugar." Xiao Wu said to Mo Zifei, but his eyes were on the operating table.

Mo Zifei replied lightly "Yes".

After returning from the last world, Xiao Wu talked a lot about his attitude coldly, and never called him "Fei Fei" again.

After finally drinking a normal cup of milk tea, Ze Xi heaved a sigh of relief.He wondered if he was too much of a human being. Recently, he kept dreaming about the Middle Ages. He was wearing a suit of armor and riding a war horse, and he was always tired of fighting.

If he still had a dream in two days, he planned to see a psychiatrist.

In the antique milk tea shop, the low sound of guqin and soothing tunes sounded.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Ze Xi softly hummed the movie's theme song.The heart that was agitated due to too many bad things gradually calmed down, the body gradually relaxed, and drowsiness began to invade.

Green light shrouded Ze Xi's body, analyzing the most memorable picture:

"Protect the Holy Son!" The knight in golden armor shouted at the top of his lungs, the shield was cracked, the sword was broken, and the devil's spear pierced his chest.

Behind him was a young man whose white robe was already stained with blood, and was forcibly dragged away by another silver armored knight, "No—Bai Fu!"

Ahead is an endless army of demons...

Judging from the picture, it is a medieval magical world.However, the world line reminder seemed a bit strange, and Xiao Wu asked suspiciously: "What's in the world line reminder that 'difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake inside and outside the play', why does it seem to be describing Zexi instead? Usually it shouldn't be Describe things in that world?"

The hints of the previous world line all directly point to the possible future direction of that world or describe the child of luck.This time, instead, it focuses on the chosen ones of this world, which is very unusual.

Mo Zifei also frowned, "The situation is not optimistic. The reason for this phenomenon is that the world consciousness in that world is already very weak."

Therefore, the analyzed world line is dominated by the thinking of the chosen one.

World consciousness may have sent distress messages to others, but received no response;

Or maybe it was too late when he discovered that he was invaded by the devouring silkworm.

There is also the worst situation, the world consciousness of this world itself has entered a period of failure, and is about to return to chaos.

Either way, it's not good news for them.

The weak world consciousness means that there will be less world source power available at that time.

"Let's go over there and have a look first." Mo Zifei drew out his Poking Sword, and opened the space-time passage with one stroke.

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Medieval magical small world.

The landing was smooth this time, without any surprises.It's just that the surrounding scenery is not so beautiful.

As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of scorched earth, and the houses in the village have been burnt to the point where only bricks and rubble remain, with a few unburned bones scattered among them.Evil black air rises from the ground, gathers in the sky, and merges into black clouds, exuding a gloomy and ominous atmosphere.

"Oh my god, is this a village slaughtered by demons?" Xiao Wu exclaimed.

She had already prepared for the world to be miserable, but she didn't expect reality to give her a heavy hammer.

Miserable, it is too tragic!