[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

The sudden appearance of the blood clan was a little frightening to Xia Chuan. He stared blankly at the blood clan who seemed a bit sluggish, obviously not recovering.

Xia Chuan's commotion was not small - plus the blood clan that fell from the sky, it would be difficult not to be noticed by the vigilant night watchman.

The dark environment suddenly lit up, and the dark elf glanced at the lit captain's cabin, and took two steps back to hide in the darkness.

The blood clan stared closely at the place where the dark elf disappeared, took Xia Chuan's hand that was still twisting his face, and took a step forward to protect the elf who had never recovered.

[Player Juicer invites you to join the team.whether】

Xia Chuan was awakened by the action of the juicer, chose OK, glanced at the NPCs surrounding him, stood calmly behind the juicer, and looked around.

It's not a small boat - moored in an abandoned port. From here, looking into the distance through the sparse bushes on the beach, there is no trace of lights.

The sea breeze at night was a bit cold, and the sound of the tide beating against the hull was the only noise in this silent sea night, and the hull swayed slightly with the undulations of the tide.

Xia Chuan looked up at the flag fluttering in the night wind on the top of the mast. The skull painted on it cast a shadow on his heart.

An elf falling into the sea will be dead anyway... Pirates are not the best at walking on springboards...

"...Is it the red-haired pirates?" Juicer withdrew his gaze from staring at the dark elves, looked at the pirates approaching coldly, and took two steps back.

Xia Chuan glanced at the face of the juice extractor, and touched his neck reflexively.

The pirates looked around, and their eyes fell on the red-haired man who came out of the captain's cabin holding a bottle of rum.

The man who was drinking happily looked around, and his eyes fell on the protruding fangs of the vampire, but he didn't come over. Instead, he walked towards the place where the dark elves were hiding with a smile.

The man has red hair, wears a somewhat sloppy white shirt and a pair of baggy trousers tied with a belt, the stubble on his face has not been shaved clean, leaving a circle of cheek marks.

Xia Chuan watched the red-haired man keep harassing the cold-faced dark elf but was not stabbed to death. He raised his hand and ruthlessly pinched the vampire standing beside him.

Juicer looked down at his aching arm, then at Xia Chuan, who was completely out of state, and lowered his voice: "You are not dreaming." He said, pointing to Xia Chuan's arm that was still pinching hard, "very pain."

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"It's not true." The black-haired young man turned his head to look at the dark sea, and was silent for a long time. Then he turned his head to look at the vampire around him, only to realize that he had been tightly holding on to the other's arm.

Xia Chuan was stunned for a moment, and just about to say something, he swallowed his words when he saw the red-haired man approaching, and looked at him with his lips pursed.

"Story mission." Juicer lowered his voice, raised his hand and patted Xia Chuan's tense arm, as if to comfort him.

Xia Chuan answered vaguely, wanted to let go, hesitated but still held tightly.

...What if this person suddenly disappeared?He still had a lot of questions to ask—like, would he be able to go back, or would he be able to have someone with him.

"Red-haired Shanks..." Juicer watched the man stop in a direction against the wind where he could hardly smell, and grinned at him.There was a pause, and he took out the task items in the backpack, stretched out his hand, but did not hand it over.

The red-haired looked up at the decadent white-haired vampire, laughed twice, and handed the eternity pointer that he had prepared in his arms to the vampire.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery.

The cooperation between the two parties is pleasant.

After receiving the prompt from the system, the juice extractor nodded slightly to him, glanced at the dark elf's hidden corner, flapped the bat wings on his back twice, hugged Xia Chuan and left the pirate ship.

This is a desert island.

It's no wonder that the previous pirates stayed on the ship and didn't go to the island to replenish supplies.

Even though he knew that Xia Chuan, who is an elf, would not catch a cold because of the cold wind, the juicer still chose a cave on the island that was backed by the sun and the wind.In addition to Xia Chuan's reasons, he also had to prevent himself from being worn out by the sun when he was dealing with fatigue points—that is, when he was sleeping.

There is a Debuff state for the vampire standing in the sun, HP -15 per second.

"Juicer." Xia Chuan looked at the blood clan who dug out the quilt from his backpack, and met the dark red eyes of the other party looking over, "How did you get here?"

"Queen..." Juicer looked at Xia Chuan, not knowing what to say to him. In his interface, Xia Chuan was an NPC rather than a player.The task that made him come here was the elf queen's greetings. The queen who couldn't leave the elf forest asked him to visit Xia Chuan as her husband, so he was able to see Xia Chuan who had been lying in the hospital for several months here.

This kind of words cannot be said, just look at how fragile the spirits of the only two people who woke up in the hospital are, and it is better not to stimulate them as much as possible.

The parents of the comatose players have taken the game company to court, but after a few months, the game is still operating as usual.Two of the more than a dozen people who had problems have woken up so far, and the others have not moved except for signs of normal physiology.

Even the medical technology that can take care of vegetative people is completely useless now.

The juicer looked at Xia Chuan, and lowered his eyes to add another layer of soft blanket to the uneven floor that had already been covered with two layers of cotton batting.

"I..." Xia Chuan looked at the silent juicer, "Can't I go back?"

"Yes." Juicer said to him in a very determined tone: "Uncles and aunts..."

Xia Chuan looked at the juicer, and after a while he finally realized: "You went to my house?"

Juicer nodded, and pulled Xia Chuan over to sit on the soft bedding, "Sleep."

Xia Chuan sat on the thick and warm fleece blanket, but still felt a little cold.He had no way of knowing what was going on out there during the many years he'd been hanging around, or how the game was going, if there were more people as unlucky as he was.

"I'm not sleepy." Xia Chuan slapped away the hand extended by the juicer a little irritably, and got up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

He didn't know why the juicer said so firmly that he could go back, why the elf queen sent him here, and why he happened to meet himself who had just arrived in this instance.Juicer never talked much, and he never thought to understand what was hidden under the other party's calm personality.

The blood race looked at the opened hand, the hunger that had been suppressed as much as possible was aroused by the breath of elves in the cave, and the fangs stretched out uncontrollably.

There are no people on the desert island, no NPCs, and no mainline.

If he can't complete the main quest, he can't leave this place...

"I'm going out to find the main thread." Xia Chuan turned his head to look at the juicer, and was startled by the other party's eyes that were shining red.

Juicer looked up at the black-haired youth, his throat was a little tingling, "I'm hungry."

"...It's none of my business." Xia Chuan looked at the juicer blankly and touched his cool neck.

With a pair of red eyes open, Juicer walked up to Xia Chuan who was rolling but didn't move, hugged him and stretched out his fangs, licked his neck and bit down on the carotid artery.

is bitter.

The speed of the juicer's swallowing slowed down a bit, and when Xia Chuan poured down the second bottle of red medicine, he stopped filling his stomach.

"You can go back, after finishing those tasks."

"Can you come with me?" Xia Chuan pushed and hugged his stationary juicer, and snorted, "I'm out of red medicine."

The dark-haired youth didn't look bad - just his usual expressionless face.

Different from the calm and calm temperament and appearance of the juicer, Xia Chuan maintains the same expression every day just to prevent more people from seeing his thoughts, or to suppress some of his emotions.

Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, happiness and anger are not visible.This is what everyone who stays in the top three of the list must do. Xia Chuan doesn't know how to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so he can only learn facial paralysis like a juicer, and reduce his sense of existence ——Except for killing people and grabbing medicine.

Until later, except for those few friends who were particularly familiar with him, very few people could see his mood swings at a glance.

The juicer divided most of the groups of red and blue medicines in the bag to Xia Chuan.

"Can you go back after completing the task?" Xia Chuan looked up at the juicer, and before waiting for the other party to answer, he started to flip through his backpack. "I got two legendary pieces of equipment and a lot of magical things—you can sell them for me, and tell Xia He and Mom and Dad that I'm doing well."

"Take care of them for me and buy something. Also, tell them that I'll be back soon, don't worry too much." Xia Chuan pursed his lips, "How long... how long has it been outside?"

"Three months and seven days." The juicer received the things Xia Chuan kept stuffing him, and looked worried at Xia Chuan, who was bowing his head. "I can contact them now."

Xia Chuan paused, but did not speak.He just patted his stiff facial muscles and looked at the extra legendary equipment in his backpack.It can be used by assassins, but the attributes are more suitable for bloodletting, but unfortunately he is not.

"This is for you." Xia Chuan handed the rotten bracelet to the juice extractor, "It says it is a sacred artifact of your clan."

"Where are you going?" Xia Chuan tidied up his backpack, which was quite empty, and looked at the blood clan who was slightly taller than him: "I'll accompany you..." Then he went to find the main line.

Juicer looked at Xia Chuan and remained silent.

"I'm fine." Xia Chuan hummed twice, "You just need to remember to bring my words..."

"I don't want to contact them now. I have spent many years in those copies." He has forgotten the faces of his family and friends—including the juicer, but he can still recognize them when they appear .

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on after I contact you." Xia Chuan consciously nestled into the bed, and could still feel the coolness of the ground through the thick cotton wool. Sitting up, he looked at the white-haired vampire.

After a long while, when the juicer thought that he was in some strange state, a sentence finally popped up: "Did you say you like me?"

Juicer was obviously startled by this speech, and even Xia Chuan who said this was stunned for a long time, and finally rubbed his hair, "I'm just kidding."

Brain pumped to make the dream come true...