No Game No Life[Comprehensive]

The first floor is a place I am not familiar with. I only stood here at the front desk for a while when I came in during the day. At that time, what I thought in my heart was that in the seven days after I stayed here, I would have some time to investigate slowly. After all, the time given by the copy is enough For one week, it is unlikely that something big will happen as soon as it comes up according to common sense.

As a result, he is now blind in the illusion, and can only walk by feeling.

In fact, so far I haven't figured out how I am now. Am I dreaming?Or did the real person travel directly to the other world?I just generally call the place I am in an illusion—I always have to find a name to call it, but whether this is an illusion or another kind of reality, I don’t know.

Maybe you've heard the term "lucid dreaming"?

People can sometimes be aware that they are dreaming, and when they do, they can do everything in their dreams.

I walked down the narrow passage and stopped when I passed a small door.

This location... should be the maid's room, right?The location is remote, not far from the door leading to the backyard.

I don’t know if you have noticed that this kind of villa in the old century, compared with the splendor and splendor of other places, the kitchen, laundry room, and servant’s room will appear relatively cramped and narrow, except that the back kitchen and the restaurant are a little closer. The rooms will be set in corners that cannot be seen.

The servants are like parasitic ghosts in this manor, and the master doesn't care about their living environment.

In fact, those who can live in the same villa with the master and have their own independent room are already very favored high-level servants, such as housekeepers and cooks, who work in the villa.Drivers, gardeners, etc. are inferior, and live in a specially built servant building outside the villa.

The serfs were the outermost ones, living in mud huts beside the fields, without even having the chance to appear in front of their masters.

I tried to push the door, but it didn't work.

It's locked and I need the key.

...Forget it, let's go to the back-court first and find the flower house there.

I opened the wooden door to the backyard.

Although it was night, the yard was generally not particularly dark.The white snow reflects the silver moonlight in the sky, making this space look quiet and profound.

I reached out to test the temperature outside and couldn't feel any heat or cold.

I can no longer walk barefoot here, I use the air to float myself and float forward.

In the eyes of ordinary people who don't know, maybe I look more like a ghost.

When it comes to super powers, there is one thing I have been aware of before, but I just didn't say it - in this manor, I need to consume more power to manipulate the air.

In the past, even in a calm room, there was still a slight and gentle convection between the air. Many times, I just pushed them out harder in the direction of one of the air.

But, in Tobias, the wind is dead.

When Lu Kong and I were trekking in the wild during the day, we could still clearly and vividly feel the air blowing continuously on this snowy field. After entering the range of the manor, everything disappeared.

I can't feel anything.

When this fact is reflected in actual combat, it means that I have to spend more effort and time to "start" the air and give them an initial acceleration from zero to one.

The only good thing is that my super power has increased compared to the last copy, so now I can perform more freely in the face of these additional consumption.

After floating forward for a while, I encountered a little other small problem.

Although I used the air to float myself up before, it was only for a short moment. I have never had the experience of using the ability to move forward like this. This is the first time I have used the ability to slow down for a long time. Fly at low speed.

The problem with that is, I feel like... I look so silly flying.

When you walk, you move forward in coordination with your hands and feet, right?But after I fly, my hands and feet are useless. Once I realize their existence, I feel that there is nowhere to rest. Standing upright like a piece of wood and flying with a stick is really mentally handicapped.

The pajamas I was wearing only had a small pocket on the chest, which I used to put the ruby ​​bracelets I brought, and I couldn't even put my hands in my trouser pockets.

Although there is no other living person here except me, it doesn't matter if I am clumsy, but in the future in the game world, I will fly in front of people one day, and it will be too late to change it when I am ridiculed.

...Well, I'm a thin-skinned type who cares about other people's eyes in this kind of place.

Speaking of which, what did Shura do when he performed lightness kung fu during the day?

I tried to restore his movements, but superpowers and light skills are not a system at all, blind imitation can only appear clumsy.

After tossing and tossing in the middle, I was a little frustrated myself, so I just sat in mid-air, moving forward in circles surrounded by air like a spinning teacup.

Not to mention, it was fun.

In the end, I decided to make a meaningless and leisurely walking posture as I was on the ground, creating an illusion of walking on clouds, but in fact it was completely pushed forward by the air, which is a little bit different from walking. It doesn't matter.

But this effect is the most natural.

That's it, my heart is so tired.

In short, after placing all kinds of messy shapes in mid-air, I slowly and steadily approached the destination, the greenhouse in the back garden.

The area of ​​this flower house is quite large. I didn’t feel it was far away just now. After getting closer, I realized that it is not so much a flower house as a flower building. It is about two floors high. From the appearance It looks like a building.Such a greenhouse is really extravagant.

It seems that it has not been taken care of for a long time, and the doorknob of the greenhouse is covered with cobweb dust.

I turned the handle in the air, and the glass door creaked open.

I didn't go in directly, but chose to stand outside to ventilate the greenhouse first.

In fact, I can roughly see the inside without going in. The house is completely made of glass.

It will probably shine brightly in the sun, and it must be very beautiful, but now it is dilapidated, and only some withered vines are left clinging to the glass wall.

The precious flowers and plants that used to exist here have all withered, and tools such as wheelbarrows, watering cans, and gardening shears have been randomly discarded on the ground, and the moonlight quietly enveloped the entire ruins.

This Tobias manor...what the hell happened.

After the ventilation is complete, I entered the flower house.

I came to the conservatory by following the clues left in the notes of the women who lived in the manor.

I think that this unknown woman must have had an accident in the greenhouse, which caused her to never return. If you go to check, you may get useful clues.

But in terms of the current level of damage to the greenhouse, it is hard to believe that there will be anything left. It has been abandoned for a long time. Tobias in his heyday would not let the garden become like this.

The time is wrong... I'm too late.

A hazy thought came to my mind.

It wasn't this time, the carnival in the ballroom on the second floor shouldn't be carrion, it should be a living crowd, and this greenhouse shouldn't be like it is now——

"Not here, no..."

I was drawn by a huge intuition and opened my mouth involuntarily.

"...not this time! Take me to Tobias from a long time ago, before it all started—!!!"

——.

——.

——!

After a brief silence, I heard the sound of the pages of time being turned.

The sky is surging, everything is going backwards before my eyes, withered, reborn, withered again, reborn again, and finally from night to day, from winter to summer.

After the flow stopped, the place where I was standing became the center of the flowers, the sunlight above the head penetrated the glass and shone down, the dewdrops on the leaves shone brightly, and the white jasmine and snake eye chrysanthemum were competing to bloom.There is a slight sound of dance music coming from the main house in the distance.

The door of the greenhouse was opened.

The person who came should be a woman, I saw her wearing a skirt.

The afternoon sun was too glaring, and the light spots blurred her face, so I couldn't see her face clearly.

"Fierman, are you there?" the woman asked.

I heard a gentle and melodious young male voice coming from behind me.

"Yes, I'm here."

I turned around hastily when I heard the sound, but it was too late.The originally clear illusion disintegrated layer by layer at an extremely fast speed and scattered away before my eyes, and I was being pushed out of this world.

The woman's voice continued to speak.

"Last night, I saw you go out...to go..."

The words are infinitely twisted and elongated, like a stuck video tape.

I can't hear you anymore.