The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

Kane smiled brightly, and his expression was full of certainty and certainty. I watched his slightly hooked lip line shake my mind, and there was a place in my heart that was itchy. I couldn't help but follow him slightly. The tip of his chin slid down, and if he unbuttoned his neckline, he could see the white neck under his clothes that he had sucked countless times. His skin was warm and smooth, his blood was sweet and delicious, and the light elements in his body were also rich and abundant...

— No, not now.

I swallowed my saliva calmly, silently suppressing a certain aspect* that accidentally surfaced.

Kane in front of the game console returned to the mansion with a kitchen knife and a harmonica. I don't know if it was because all the key points outside the toilet were triggered. The background music in the mansion disappeared, and the living room was so quiet that the protagonist's breathing could be heard sound and heartbeat.

The key props have been obtained, and the grievances between the female ghost and the little girl have been clarified. The next step is to have a friendly meeting with the "hostess" in the toilet.But Kane was not in a hurry to go to the toilet, he searched the whole mansion again.

To use an analogy, Kane's move is like a warm-up exercise before the final checkpoint. If it is more vivid, he is going through an important process that is indispensable before the college entrance examination-checking for missing props.

It is worthy of the strict Kane sauce.I proudly applaud him.

It's just that in the eyes of impetuous people, this kind of behavior belongs to...

"I said your movements are too slow! Why are you dawdling with mother-in-law and mother, go find that little girl." A certain nun who was standing and talking without back pain urged her.

——Well, that's how it will be.

It doesn't matter if you can't use your brain, you can't even see people's intentions and make noises. This is a sign of lack of vision. It's hard for Fred to drag such a crying bag and oil bottle every day, if she doesn't have a plug-in level Dog nose, I suspect that Fred, who pays attention to efficiency, has already tactfully persuaded her to leave his team - judging whether a person is useful or not, talent is one thing, and dual quotient is another, both of which are equally important, I believe Fred understands this better than I do. If Monica's talent can be cultivated and replaced, her position in the team must be in jeopardy.

What's more, my Kane can also be called by her?

Even if Kane responded with a good temper, "Go now", I really want to exchange the most basic politeness with Monica. Kane ranks above her regardless of rank or age, even if he has less mercenary qualifications than her. It means that she can dictate in front of Kane.The education level of the Western Continent Church needs to be improved.

Unhappy, I frowned and looked back, probably looking forward to the finale, Monica had already appeared from behind Fred and stood beside Windsoria.I opened my mouth to start talking to her like a well-meaning education director, but I closed it before I opened my mouth.

Where does this kind of thing need me to do it myself?Chattering is Windsania's forte.

Sure enough, Wensania also jumped ahead of me this time. She glared at Monica and said, "Do you think everyone is as careless as you? Hold on."

——Happy to the heart.

But I know very well that if Monica is really a person who can hold back, she wouldn't say anything to Kane just now because of her impatience.

"I……"

Monica, who was sprayed by Wensania, puffed up her cheeks without any suspense, but a muffled sound of a heavy object cut off her conversation, causing us to all look at the screen of the game console.

The door of the toilet on the screen is wide open, and the bathtub full of sewage and the tiles with no original color are particularly eye-catching. The sound we heard came from a man who was sitting on the toilet against the wall. He was covered in blood and was in the dark. We can't see his face clearly in the movie, but his identity is clear to us - the male owner of this abandoned mansion, one of the murderers who killed the little girl.

The man who killed the woman with his own hands trembled on the ground, and the frame rate of the picture suddenly slowed down, which made the man struggling to get up slowly seem to be doing funny slow motion.

"what?"

Kane shook the joystick a few times in doubt, and pressed a few buttons with his fingers flying.

"This... can't be manipulated." He troubled.

The weird music in the title screen played again, and the frame rate of the screen returned to normal. The terrifying man staggered towards the player step by step, and the distance between the protagonist and the protagonist gradually narrowed. This scene is unspeakably cowardly. As my right arm sank, I felt Winsania grab my sleeve.

Kane gritted his teeth and tried to use the item, but the item bar seemed to be sealed, no matter how many times he pressed the button, he couldn't call it out.

Windsania was speechless: "You won't hang up, will you?"

Kane's hands did not leave the joystick and buttons, and they were tightly clasped on the game console, even the knuckles of his fingers were protruding. He stared intently, as if he was watching the changes.

When the light dimmed, the man rushed forward with a roar, and Fred exclaimed, "He has a knife in his hand!"

At the same time, the item bar popped up unexpectedly, Kane selected the kitchen knife like a conditioned reflex and held it in the character's hand, pressed the use button, swung the kitchen knife to block the man's first attack, and then went towards the man's head without hesitation. cut off.

A life bar appeared on the screen, and operation prompts flashed on the screen. The exploration game suddenly turned into an action game. Kane glanced at the operation prompts and then shook the joystick to control the direction to fight with the man. He was very calm and composed throughout the process. , I have to admit that Kane does have an extraordinary talent in combat. Once he is serious and has few enemies, his composure alone is beyond compare.

After a fierce fight, the protagonist manipulated by Kane hacked the man 45 knives in total, but the man’s knife only stabbed the protagonist a few times. After the man fell to the ground, the sewage in the bathtub began to overflow violently, and the black-red liquid washed all the way to At the protagonist's feet, a young child with barely intact skin stood up from the bathtub while supporting the two built-in handles of the bathtub, and the real boss of the game fully appeared.

The girl stood in the bathtub and looked at the player eeriely, giggling coquettishly, the laughter grew louder, and her expression became more and more ferocious.

I covered my ears, her laughter was so ugly.

Kane was stunned for a while, and did not immediately take out the harmonica to appease the girl's grievances.

"Give her the last blow to clear the game quickly, it should be getting late." Fred's voice was mixed with the girl's laughter, which was a bit vague.

Kane's shoulders relaxed, and the cursor moved to the harmonica to play the soothing nursery rhymes heard on the radio.

"..." The girl stopped laughing, her big eyes filled with confusion.

In the nursery rhyme, the girl's body gradually becomes transparent from the ends of her limbs. When she disappears from the screen, the big word "fin" covers the screen. The fuselage was pressed into its belly, leaving only the strange coin slot.

A wisp of light smoke came out from the coin slot, and I observed Fred and Monica secretly. Their faces only had the joy of clearing the game, and they didn't find the undead in the game machine from the reaction.

"Al." Kane called me softly when the people dispersed.

I looked at him sideways, and he just put my shoulders on my shoulders and brought his face closer. If he wasn't ashamed, I would have thought he was going to attack me in front of other people.

Kane put his mouth next to my ear and asked, "Did you hear anything else when she was laughing?"

The slight breath sprayed on the pinna, and it took me a while to realize the little girl that "she" was referring to.I put my hand into Kane's cloak and wrapped it around his waist. I felt the body under my hands go stiff before I smiled and said, "No."

Looking at Kane's face, the barely visible pale pink on his cheeks is so pleasing to the eye.

As soon as I disturbed him, he withdrew his hand on my shoulder, and his voice became softer: "I heard from her that this game is the key to solving the puzzle of ear shape... Woo, don't be here!" Kane snorted and grabbed my fidgeting hand, panting slightly at the end of the sentence, "I'm talking serious..."

"Well, I'm listening seriously too." I pretended to be stupid.

While teasing Kane with words, I recalled his words. Kane can hear voices that none of us can hear. I am afraid that this is inseparable from the growing undead in his body. As for the authenticity of what the girl revealed To be verified.

……

The puzzle of the hand-shaped space came to an end. I didn’t feel it when I played the game. After the game was cleared, I asked the guide to know that it was close to eleven o’clock. No wonder I felt a subtle throbbing when watching the game.

We have been busy since we went to the tomb, and everyone's energy has been squandered a bit too much. We set up tents on the spot and decided to take a good rest to replenish our physical strength before tomorrow morning.

Before entering the tent, Fred wanted to talk to me. I lied that I was too sleepy, and yawned in rhythmic rhythm, and then drove Fred and Monica into the two small tents they brought.

When I could hear the snoring of these two people, I summoned Kane to discuss with Windsania about the npc and the memory of the weekly episode, because they also asked the guide, this topic can be said to have been mentioned briefly, and there are also Kane whispered to me after finishing the game.

The two topics are over, and the current focus is to collect the undead in the cranial space before zero o'clock and listen to the narration of the two new undead.

I won’t go into details here. The name of the undead in the cranial space is Lei Zhe, and he is a somewhat nervous fighter. His wish is to become the strongest soldier to protect the towns of travelers, so he never resisted when he was transformed. The undead in the hand-shaped space is a bit Unexpectedly, it was the little girl Chelsea trapped in the game console. Of course, her original background has nothing to do with the plot of the horror game, and she herself is not a hero or a mercenary. She is just a girl from an ordinary family. The reason why the Simmers were arrested for human experimentation was simply because of the overused reason of physical fitness.

Lei Zhe and Chelsea have limited information, but there is also a breaking point, that is, they have all heard a long-standing legend, a legend about "an angel once descended on a traveler's town and then left".

From their narration, we deduced that the angel was DeWitt. Biqier said that the angel did not leave, but was corrupted by the soaring devilish energy of the Bandit King, and he died for the great "My Lord" under the water. A bomb was planted in the cave. The words were so clear that it is easy to guess further down. DeWitt believed in "My Lord", and it was "My Lord's instruction" that ordered him to send the demonized Tricia into the water. The cave makes the continent more deeply infested by the dark color, thus welcoming the "return of my lord" in Biqier's mouth.

After the undead finished talking, the task was refreshed twice in one fell swoop——

Mission Name: The Secret of the Dead

Task requirements: Explore the stories behind the remaining five "Masterpieces of God"

Task prompt: Investigate the five corner spaces in the nine-pointed star formation

Task Reward: Obtainable after completing the "Activate Nine Pointed Star" task

Not long after I sent Windsania out of the tent, midnight arrived on time. Kane had already taken off his robe and made preparations. I let the "black dragon" attach a surface layer of consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep in exchange.

------------Double 11 Fan Extra Separation Line------------

Consciousness rolled in the blackness of chaos for countless centuries before I regained control of my body and opened my eyes.

What I saw in front of me was endless whiteness, and the mist that even the sun could not penetrate filled the surroundings. When I moved my legs, I felt soft under my feet. I looked down and saw that there was a vast sea of ​​clouds flowing under my feet.

Is this Quaid's memory again?

"Al...al..."

Someone above my head called my real name. I raised my head and looked up. A strong light shone down and split the clouds that could be trampled on. My feet were empty, and my whole body was surrounded by a strong sense of weightlessness.

"Al... Sith..."

That person's call continued, and I fell from heaven to earth, and then from earth to the ground, until I kept falling in the abyss, and I couldn't touch the center of this world for a long time.

When I thought I would fall endlessly, the feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared, my eyes went dark, and the scene changed to the familiar Alsis Hotel.

I lay on the bed in a daze for half a second, and finally recognized that this was my bedroom.

Turning over, I was startled.

There was another person lying on my bed, a male in appearance. He was lying on his side with his back to me, and his long blond hair was buried in the quilt.

"Kay..."

I subconsciously wanted to call out his name, but the man suddenly turned around as if sensing something, blinked his blue eyes and looked straight at me, his handsome face was full of a gentle smile.

At that moment, I almost mistook him for Kane, because he and Kane looked so much alike, that I took it for granted that Kane would look like this in the future.

The young man's brows and eyes exude the same gentle aura as his smile, and the vicissitudes looming in his eyes make people have to pay attention, but I don't think his age will exceed thirty.

The young man moved closer to me and greeted me familiarly: "Good morning, Al."

—Wait, what is this title and this feeling.

I stared at the young man's approaching face, and called out uncertainly, "Kane?"

The young man nodded in response, and then said in a weak voice: "Long time no see, Al ten years ago..."

As he said, his lips were getting closer and closer to me, and he blocked my mouth before I could express my surprise. His lips were very cold, and intermittent memories flowed into my mind when his lips touched. It’s not real, he stuck out his tongue and licked my lower lip after kissing for a while. I was quite shocked by his boldness. Wouldn’t Kane be ashamed to do this kind of thing ten years later?

No, after all, ten years have passed, and even Kane should be enlightened.

Thinking in a daze, I hugged his head and deepened the kiss according to his will. His tongue is very active, but there is no aggression in this initiative. Rather than saying that he is attacking, it is better to say that he is leading, leading I explore the wetness and warmth of his mouth.

——I, am I having a dream?

It's a bit embarrassing to say, just a kiss on the lips makes me so happy that the other party's skills are so good that I can't help but wonder what I have done to Kane in the past ten years, so that I taught a good sheep to be Wolf.

After the kiss, Kane, a young man with ease, also blushed. He raised his cheeks and looked at me, his moist pupils remained the same as before.

I thought about it, and asked a question I had been thinking about just now: "Kane, have we been together for the whole ten years?"

I thought he would give an affirmative answer, but I didn't expect him to be stunned.

I felt uneasy all of a sudden, his reaction meant that... finally separated?

Perhaps seeing my face getting uglier, the young Kane smiled, but this smile was much bitterer than the one when I first met him.

"We are together as long as we can be together." His answer is this.

This is obviously not the answer I want, but his expression told me clearly: Even if I ask him again, he will not give me the real answer.

The impulsiveness and confusion that surged up during the kiss subsided one by one, and the atmosphere became cold. My mind was full of doubts, and I thought my face would not look good. When young Kane saw my black face, his smile became even more bitter. very.

He sighed and put his arms around my neck, with a hint of flattery in his tone: "It's a rare chance to meet me, Al doesn't want to do something else?"

……what?

What is he he he talking about? !

Other what...?

Is that what I thought it meant!

"Haha, the young Al is easy to understand." Kane touched my head with his hand.

Is it my illusion, have I been coaxed like a child.

The current situation can be called "the things that Alsis of lv50 and Kane of lv999 have to say"-no matter how thick-skinned I am, I am still a scum with less than five combat effectiveness in front of this full-level Kane, It was completely being led by the nose by him.

There is no way, who makes Kane too charming ten years later, it is simply a reprint of Abner.

——So what have I done to Kane in the past ten years!

my guilt has reached

Then it didn't take long for the sense of shame to follow to Max, because, Kane, he took off.

off.

Yes, the literal one off.

He sat down and took off his shirt, and the long golden hair poured down. I couldn't help asking about the source of the long hair. He casually brushed the hair off his shoulders and explained, "Because you won't let me cut it. .”

——What the hell is this old man in love talking about! !

As my shame continued to rise, my body froze on the spot almost out of control, and I couldn't take my eyes off his bare upper body.

He moved his hands to his waist, but stopped before undoing the belt.

Kane turned his head and asked, "Did Al and I do it at this time?"

Something steam buzzed over my head.

My Kane can't be this open!

I didn't say anything, it's useless to say or not, with Kane's rank, even if I stretch out my hand, he can probably guess whether I want to eat or get dressed, so it's better to give up struggling and let him be happy.

"If I do this kind of thing with you one step ahead of that...it seems a bit too much..." the young Kane muttered while biting his thumb.

He kept this habit unchanged.

At this moment, his brows frowned, as if he had made a great determination: "But stopping here... will only be unwilling."

Kane looked up, and I noticed a hint of sadness in his eyes full of vicissitudes.

Why do I feel a little bit blocked looking at his sad eyes?I can't describe this feeling accurately. I vaguely feel that I remembered something, but when I think about it again, I don't seem to remember anything. The scattered memories are like the breeze across my fingertips, and I can't keep anything even if I hold my five fingers tightly.

Kane stripped himself neatly while I was dazed, so he quickly turned to unbuttoning me.

"How about treating everything that's happening now Al just as a dream?"

His words are like a lullaby that leads people into a lost world, and I can only sink with him after listening to it.

……

After an exhausting bond, Kane and I were as wet as two fish out of water.

I played with his long hair and asked him if he was going back soon.

"Yeah." He didn't refute, "Al'd better forget everything about today, except..."

His expression suddenly became extremely serious. I let go of his long hair and listened attentively.

"Your enemy is the Creator, not the Demon King." He paused, his tone gradually slowing down, "Please be sure to use the 'key' to open the 'door' in the Temple of Odin, only then..."

Kane didn't go on, but I knew exactly what he wanted to say.

The images that flooded into my mind when the bodies were intertwined are still fresh in my memory, Kane alone in the broken world, Kane crying in the vast whiteness, and Kane pressing the "start" button at the end of the darkness Well... I don't know if the Kane in these images is the Kane in front of me, but I understand one thing - the Kane of ten years ago must not be changed into the Kane of the future.

Therefore, in order to avoid the ending that Christine and the countless "I"s who are losers are going to, I must do what Kane said in front of me.

It was getting dark outside, and the sense of weightlessness returned. I held Kane's hand beside me, and my heart was more clear than ever.

Just waiting for the moment to wake up from the dream...