The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

And what we didn't expect was that the third main storyline had already arrived while we were waiting, but we didn't know what was the signal to start the main storyline.

If I think the beginning is the beginning, the countdown can begin now——

three.

It is not the non-daily that tears the daily, but the daily itself——

two.

What appeared when we were ignorant is the real starting point of the main plot——

One.

Just like when I woke up on a silver moon day, I was already standing in front of the "Mouth of Migration" in the Temple of Odin——

As if attracted by the breath behind the element gate, I stepped into the "Mouth of Migration", a sense of dizziness struck, the scene changed, and I entered a hall with sacred decoration.

There are tumbling clouds flowing outside the gate of God's Domain behind you. If you go forward, the first hall is between creation and world.

On both sides are gorgeous stone pillars connected to the ceiling. The reliefs on the stone pillars seem to tell the story of the creation of the world by the gods. I walked in the wide corridor of the hall, and besides my own footsteps, I could faintly hear other people's voices. Footsteps.

——Maybe it’s the sound of gods walking, I don’t know.

There was a golden light pouring down in front of my eyes, and I looked up, and outside the courtyard was also a layer of snow clouds similar to those outside the gate of God's Domain.

After a while, I entered the room of creation. The decoration and scenery in the hall have not changed much. If the footsteps of "God" are not counted, the silence here is a bit strange. Every step here, there is a feeling in my heart. A subtle sense of strangeness.

It seems that I am not walking on the smooth floor, but between the keys of the long river of time.

If you take one wrong step, you will be lost forever.

My consciousness is trapped here, unable to call the guide, and unable to contact Kane or others through the ability of "consciousness attunement", I seem to be thrown here alone, and this place is like a trap tailored for me by the creator , please enter the urn, and lure me forward little by little.

Even though I know the road ahead is dangerous, I can only move forward.

This is not the first time I have experienced a similar scene, so my heart was as calm as water, and there was no panic. I walked quietly, and 2 minutes later, I picked up a card at the end of the creation.

On the card is a picture of me sucking Kane's blood, with two words written on the back: Lover.Bet a line of fine print: He has been stained with darkness by you.

I didn't take it seriously and put the card in my backpack.

Passing through the room of creation, the new palace is the room of prosperity.

This place is full of sacred aura, a strong aura that suppresses the power of shadow in my body. After walking a few steps, I was surprised to find that my level has changed back to level 1 here, and all equipment and special abilities have disappeared. It is the copper sword with the worst attribute, and the clothes on his body have become the lowest level of commoner clothes, and there is nothing in his backpack except the cards he picked up on the previous map.

I turned around, and the door to the previous temple had disappeared, which meant I wouldn't be able to go back.

It is probably a kind of blindfold that tests people's hearts.With that in mind, I stepped forward calmly.

It is a rare opportunity for mortals to have the opportunity to visit the heavens. There may be many gods around me who are watching my every move. Try not to offend them.

At the end of Xinglong, the style of painting changed, and what appeared at my feet was a mountain of sharp knives and a sea of ​​​​hot fire. Does this kind of test conform to my nationality in the original world?

I suddenly understood why my abilities had to be cleared after entering here.

Shrugging my shoulders, I stepped on the mountain road of the first Dao Peak. I felt severe pain from the soles of my feet, but no blood flowed out, nor did I lose my strength.

I stepped on the magma that followed for the second time, and I smelled the smell of burnt flesh in my nose, but like last time, my foot was still intact.

Sure enough.

Seeing through the truth of this illusion, I walked forward without fear. Kane, Christine, Windsania and Dieter called my name from behind me from time to time, but I ignored it because I knew very well They were all fake, obstacles set up to test me.

If I look back, I will probably have to start all over again.

Although the mountains of swords and seas of fire did not cause substantial damage to my body, the intense pain was still like maggots on the tarsal bone, which made me break out in a cold sweat while walking.

However, you can't shrink back. If you shrink back here, all previous efforts will be wasted.

After finally passing through the boom and bustle, I maintained the initial state of nothing and entered the boom and bustle.

What appeared in front of my eyes was a gray standing dressing mirror. The opposite side of the mirror was empty, not even my face was reflected.

As if attracted by the unknown world on the opposite side of the mirror, I stretched out my hand to touch the mirror, and my fingertips flashed with pain like an electric shock. I was about to withdraw my hand, but the next second I was sucked into the mirror!

When I regained consciousness, I had a splitting headache, my brain was groggy and my whole body was weak.

I struggled to get up from the dry and hard bed, and I smelled a fishy smell of the ocean. Coupled with the sound of waves ringing in my ears and the creaking and swaying walls, I guessed that I was on a boat crossing the sea.

I wanted to call up the property panel to check the status, but to my surprise, it was successfully called out. I hurriedly checked my current status carefully, but saw something incredible.

The character's name is still Alsis, and his profession is still a warrior. His level is only 12, but his age is 35 years old. All attributes are extremely low, and the skills he knows are only a few basic warrior skills.

Look at the backpack again, it's touchingly shabby.

Now I am very suitable for the title of waste materials and five dregs.

In other words, this me is the one who has not awakened the power of shadows, nor met Kane and the others?

I took another look at the room, and the layout was extremely simple, and the sheets covering my body were also smelly.

I searched all over the room for a long time before I found a mirror. When I took a picture, I was almost scared out of my mouth. My eyebrows and eyes did not change much, but my mental outlook was completely different from the original me. The 35-year-old "I" was very old. Like 50 years old, the complexion is yellow and dark, and it is full of wrinkles.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just when I was shocked by my appearance, there was a violent knock on the door.

"Who?" I asked immediately.

"Number 17, come out! Get to work!"

work?

I opened the door with doubts. In front of me was a tall and strong man. He was shirtless and had a hideous appearance.

Then the big man knocked on more doors, and a group of ragged, tired-looking men followed the big man out of the dark lower cabin and onto the deck.

It turned out that the ship had docked at a port at some point.

"You, you, carry these goods to the shore." The big man instructed.

I now know the identities of myself and others. We are the boatmen of this ship, and we do the hard work at the bottom—in fact, compared to the group of slaves with shackles on the other side, the treatment of the boatmen Well, at least somewhere to live with a quilt cover.

In this way, I spent three days working between the sea and the port before I sort out the current situation.

The owners of this ship are Norman Troonpe and Brian Gabriel, the overlords of the sea (yes, that is Brian with a loud voice, I met him yesterday), and what we boatmen have to do is to travel between various places The sea area acts as a porter.

The food on the ship was poor, and many people got sick. They lacked vitamins at sea and finally had to die. In the past three days, five of our companions died. After they died, their bodies were thrown into the sea by the big man in charge. It is called a sea burial, but in the end, I am afraid that it either feeds the belly of the shark or becomes a dessert for the seabirds.

There is no other advantage in the profession of a soldier, only strength. I worked diligently for another two weeks before I got the opportunity to take a day off because of my outstanding performance.

Holding the boat ticket I bought with money a few days ago, I boarded the sea boat back to the traveler's town. I wanted to go to the place where I started and see if I could meet some acquaintances.

Also to see if there is anyone out there who still knows me.

After bumping for half a day, it was almost dusk after disembarking. The place where the sun was hanging was the west gate of the traveler’s town. I took dry food and ran towards the west gate at high speed. It was unfortunate that the soldiers guarding the gate didn’t stop me because of my shabby clothes. luckily.

More than ten years later, the traveler's town is as prosperous as a metropolis, and the streets are full of people coming and going, even in the most deserted shop, there are more than a dozen people sitting.The first place I went was the job agency near the west gate. I asked the steward there if there was a person named Randy. The steward told me that Randy had stopped working here for a long time. He shook his head and said he didn't know.

Because my level was too low, I didn't dare to go to the dark alley. It would be too bad if I was robbed by the gangsters there, so I chose the relatively safe mercenary union.

After entering the mercenary union, I saw the three of Fred. Fred, who was nearly forty years old, looked strong and dignified. He had already become the vice president. Riley didn't change much, but The more resolute, and Monica is mature and stable, compared with her young, there are two people.

As I expected, the three of them didn't have any impression of me, and Fred even looked down on me, a brave man who gave up the road to defeat the devil and was willing to fall.

"Obviously fortunate enough to be chosen by the Creator, but he insisted on violating his mission. Isn't it what he deserves to be mixed up like this?"

"You must know that not everyone in this world can choose the life they want to live arbitrarily."

That's what he told me.

Finally, I set foot on the road leading to the "Alsis Hotel" with trepidation.

Due to the lack of physical strength and the slow pace, I arrived at the destination half an hour later. When I saw the bento shop under the hill, I almost thought I had returned to the world before entering the Odin Temple.

To find out, I walked up the winding mountain road.