My card is refined [unlimited]

"I'm just holding my breath right now." Sishui sat directly next to him, and handed the box in his hand to Su Mingxuan, "This is the prop we got in that dungeon, Qingyu told me that I must deliver it as soon as possible in your hands."

Su Mingxuan's hand was stuffed into the box by the other party, he turned his head to 'look' at it, and was about to say something.

"Listen to me first..." Sishui was speaking with difficulty, almost pausing for a few words, and took a breath, "It's an S-level dungeon, and I normally enter through the dungeon token. of."

"But rain or shine is not."

At that time, he and other players were trapped in a valley, and there was no way out of the misty valley, and the disappearance of one player after a while made them panic and suspicious of each other.

And at this moment, Qingyu appeared, holding her sword and descending from the sky, directly blowing away the surrounding fog.

"I asked her..." Sishui looked at the box in Su Mingxuan's hand.

——"When did you come in?"

After Qingyu appeared, Surabaya went with her. Because of the particularity of this dungeon, they only found one dungeon token, and Qingyu was not in the team when they entered the dungeon.

"Me?" Qingyu polished her sword, "I just came in."

"The fortune teller gave me something and let me in."

...

"A fortuneteller?" Su Mingxuan was stunned when he heard the word.

He didn't expect that about Qingyu's death, there was a fortuneteller in it.

Sishui affirmed: "Yes, fortune teller."

Qingyu did not explain that she entered the dungeon through the method of the gods, but it was definitely not a normal dungeon token. Instead, she entered the dungeon through the dungeon token. They all entered the dungeon at the same time, and there was no time difference.

"She said she entered this instance for a prop."

He looked at the box complicatedly, the box was ordinary, on the surface it was just an ordinary wooden box, so plain that it didn't even have any patterns, but it was something that No.3 got after giving away his life.

"It's the one in your hand."

"We," he said in a low volume, his voice trembling, obviously enduring something, "we met someone later..."

Su Mingxuan asked softly, "Who?"

"—Blacksmith."

Like Qingyu, the blacksmith entered the instance through abnormal means.

Just when they collected a lot of clues and were about to approach the truth and reached the end of the mission, the blacksmith appeared in front of them.

The other party no longer had the impression that Surabaya had of him in the past, and the originally lackluster person became even more gloomy, with a dark face, and his eyes were fixed on Qingyu, as if she had killed his relatives.

"They're fighting."

Surabaya never imagined that the blacksmiths beyond a hundred could fight No.3 inextricably, he couldn't even get in his hands, he could only watch the two of them fight and go away.

When looking for their traces in Surabaya, Qingyu came back with a whole body injured and handed the box to him.

"I don't know what happened between them, but when Qingyu came back, he was at the end of his battle." Surabaya recalled the scene at that time. The No.3 Qingyu, whom he could not defeat, was on the verge of death after fighting the blacksmith.

...

"Give this to Lai, tell him..." Qingyu fell to the ground and handed out the box with trembling hands.

Tell him... to avenge my sister.

Her pupils were gradually dilated, and the light inside was disappearing. Qingyu opened her mouth, and various images flashed before her eyes, including her parents, friends, and even her younger sister, Yuren.

Qingyu wanted to say her own words, but her memory stayed at the moment when she lifted the sword and killed the monster transformed by the "beautiful man".

Ah—she found—she didn't seem to have the position to beg Lai to help her avenge her. Qing Yu and Lai were just players who had cooperated, neither relatives nor friends, at best they were strangers who were familiar.

In the last dungeon, it was enough for the other party to agree to go and investigate the cause of Yuren's death together.

Forget it.

Qingyu closed her eyes, her breath became weaker, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Tell Lai a word—"

...

"She asked me to tell you," Surabaya leaned against the wall, "people want to go to the sky."

After he finished speaking, he stood up unsteadily, supported the wall and walked out, "When I got the box, I suddenly felt a line of sight. It fell on my body and directly burned my soul."

"I can feel... I'm still in pain," Sishui smiled wryly, "Physical injuries are easy, but spiritual injuries probably have no cure. I asked the system, no matter how much it takes A wound that even points can’t heal.”

"Maybe it won't be long before there will be one less me on the standings."

Su Mingxuan tightened his fingers, unconsciously exerting force on the hand holding the box, he wanted to call the other party to stop.

"Don't worry, when I knew there were gods in the card world, I guessed that there would be such a day, wouldn't it just be death, what's the big deal." Surabaya turned her back to Su Mingxuan, moving step by step.

"Oh, that's right." He paused, "Although I have received the favor of the blacksmith before, but...you should be careful with him."

Only Su Mingxuan was left to meditate on the box.

He slowly reached out and opened the box, revealing the contents inside.

It was a half-delicate metal wing, and the white wings were carved as if they were real, as if it could flap slowly and fly out of the box in the next second.

Su Mingxuan picked it up.

[The only item: Angel's Wings (unable to bind, incomplete state)

Grade: sss

Introduction: Some people always fantasize that they can fly like angels, but how can human beings have wings?So they folded off the angel's wings and put them on their bodies

Remarks: This is a shortcut to heaven, do you dare?]

This was supposed to be a pair of wings, but now only half of it is in his hands.

"People want to go to the sky..." Su Mingxuan repeated that sentence. He picked up the half of the wing and looked at it carefully. According to the information of the prop, it belonged to an angel's wing, but...why is it? Metal?

"And it's still incomplete. Could it be that the blacksmith took the other half?"

He thought about the meaning of this sentence, "To go to the sky, do I need to gather all these wings and go to heaven?"

Thinking of this, Su Mingxuan laughed to himself, "What...this heaven or something, it's a place where you can only go if you die."

He smiled, no matter how you looked at it, it was very forced. After laughing, the expression on his face was a little tired.

The young man put the prop back into the box, and placed it in a place in the space. When he was about to withdraw his hand, he encountered an unknown crystal that he casually threw in the corner.

There are now four pieces of that thing, and the pattern in the center of the transparent crystal is very similar to the one on his earrings.

Those gods... what the hell are they doing?

Su Mingxuan returned to the room and collapsed on the bed.

After he came out of the city of lies, he couldn't take a good rest. One thing after another made Su Mingxuan exhausted physically and mentally to the extreme.

He was lying on the bed, his consciousness was drowsy, and he thought in a daze: God or something, it's better to stay away.

……

……

It's just that in many cases, what people think will not be realized, and the opposite situation may even occur.

The moment Su Mingxuan entered the dungeon with the charged [Little Kuno KN0132], the first thing that entered his perception was that familiar aura.

Dark and aggressive, godlike.

[Welcome players to enter the copy

[Mechanical Card: Dynasty of Mechanics]

Grade: ss

Mission guide: You want to be human]

Su Mingxuan completely ignored the dungeon information, turned around and was about to run in the opposite direction from where the breath appeared.

"Lai."

The voice of the god rang in my ears, as if it was very close, very close.

The young man stopped, faced the direction of the gods, took a few steps back, tilted his head, and said in a low voice: "Why must Your Majesty follow me? I'm just an ordinary player who passed the dungeon, nothing interesting."

Lacle looked at Su Mingxuan, "I think it's very interesting, if Lai is worried that I will interfere with your progress, I can completely keep quiet." He touched his chin and thought for a while, "Let's just pretend that I don't exist. "

"I don't think it can be regarded as non-existent." Su Mingxuan also knew that Laclay could hear what he was thinking, so he simply didn't think about it in his heart and said it outright. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had offended a god, so why not To be direct, "Your Majesty's sense of presence is too strong, I can't ignore you, so please don't follow me, Your Majesty."

The god watched the young man.

Rejection was written all over the other party's body, like a cat with a blown fur, wary of everything in the outside world and refusing anyone to approach.

The cat that he has raised for a long time is obviously about to be matured, but now it is back to the starting point.

The god was helpless, and there was an almost inaudible star point of grievance in his tone, "Lai, I didn't hurt you or your friend, did I?"

Is this called no?

Controlling his mind and body at the same time, and ignoring his wishes, putting the pair of earrings on him, and marking people casually... If this is called doing nothing, then what is it called? up?

Su Mingxuan didn't bother to justify anything anymore, he couldn't communicate with a guy who was not even of the same race, he could follow him if he wanted to, after all, Su Mingxuan couldn't drive him away.

The young man turned around and left without saying a word.

He has more important things to do than deal with the gods. He needs to investigate the situation of this dungeon first, and then find the Puppeteer.

The place where he is now seems to be a room, and when he walked out of the room, a mechanical sound sounded at his feet.

"Master! Kuru reminds you that today's weather is 26°C, sunny and cloudy, which is very suitable for body maintenance. Do you want Kuru to make an appointment remotely for you?" The little robot came to Su Mingxuan's leg and looked up.

Body maintenance?

Su Mingxuan's expression became weird instantly, what is this?

"What fuselage maintenance?" This seems to be the residence arranged for him by this dungeon, so this little robot should be trustworthy, so Su Mingxuan asked directly.

"Master?" The little robot looked a little puzzled, "We are all robots, why don't we need body maintenance!"

It stretched out two small arms and tugged at the corners of Su Mingxuan's trousers, "It's been a month since the master did maintenance on the fuselage last time, it's time to do it again, Kuru wants it too."

I?

robot?

Su Mingxuan hesitantly reached out and squeezed himself.