Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

Early the next morning, Fu Zhan sat in front of the divination table.

"Mr. Fortune Teller, I still want to ask about my love fortune today."

"Forget it, let me change it a little bit."

"If I keep trying to be nice to him, will that person like me in the future?"

I don't understand why Fu Zhan always wastes precious opportunities on such boring questions.Jiang Xianyu yawned, but still dutifully started divination.

Surprisingly, the results of the divination changed a little.

"Your crush seems to be a bit dull, and the first impression of you is not very good, if you can be a little more gentle, don't always keep your words in your heart with a cold face..."

"It seems that there is still hope."

The above remarks are all Jiang Xianyu's nonsense.

After clearing the crystal ball, I can't see the future that Fu Zhan wants to know.

Jiang Xianyu attributed the reason to the backwardness of Samsara Realm's equipment.

Jiang Xianyu became a psychological mentor once and poured a lot of love chicken soup into Fu Zhan.

Unrequited love is really painful, and my brother seems to be still deep in it and needs his enlightenment.

Fu Zhan's eyes were dark, and it seemed that various emotions were converging in them, constantly surging.He paused, and then said, "Master Fortune Teller, today I want to get a blessing from you."

a blessing.

Today's divination failed, Jiang Xianyu froze for a moment, it seems that there is no problem with a blessing as compensation.

He found a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy from his sleeve pocket, which he had secretly slipped in the last copy.

A piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy popping up in the circus was a bit unexpected, Jiang Xianyu handed the candy to Fu Zhan and said, "This is lucky candy."

"May God be with you."

Fu Zhan lowered his eyes, put the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar into a small bottle, and hung it around his neck.

"Thank you, this will be my best talisman."

......

Because Fu Zhan only took half a day to complete the task of the clown, the flame magician had to appear in advance.

The magician wore a wide-brimmed top hat, and his head was tightly wrapped in a gray bandage.He is not as talkative as a clown, with his head down, looking gloomy.

"Young traveler from another world, hello." The flame magician's voice was small and muffled, as if it came from his chest, "I'm Wright the flame magician." Wright snapped his fingers as he spoke, pointing A bunch of blue flames sprang out faintly from the tip.

He gently blew on the flames, and the faint blue flames changed into various patterns with the airflow.

"Your task today is to decipher the reason for the formation of this flame, and control him freely like me."

"Of course, if you can't grasp it well——"

The flame magician snapped his fingers again, and the flame suddenly became bigger and bigger, and the color changed from blue to purple, and then it exploded in the air with a "bang", engulfing the flame magician .

"The flame magician is immune to the damage of fire, but if you overturn the car, you will not be so lucky." The deep and strange voice came from the flame magician's chest again, "Traveler from another world, I will give you half It took me an hour to explore on my own, and I will come back to check the results in a while."

After the words fell, Wright suddenly had groups of flames rising from his body, and after a while, he disappeared with the flames.

......

"Mr. Fortune Teller, sit down."

In the lounge, Wright made twice as much black tea for Jiang Xianyu.

It is reasonable that the flame magician will not give the player time to breathe, he will always watch the player's every move, in order to exert the greatest psychological pressure on the player.However, this time, the new fortuneteller approached him, and Wright spared a little time to chat with the fortuneteller.

There was no sugar added to the black tea, Jiang Xianyu took a sip, the bitter taste of the tea leaves lingered in his mouth, he couldn't help frowning.

Seeing this, the flame magician pushed an iron can in front of Jiang Xianyu: "Fang Tang."

"And..." After a while of rummaging, he took out a can of biscuits from the drawer, "Cranberry biscuits, it's perfect to eat with black tea."

Jiang Xianyu whispered thanks, he added nearly ten cubes of sugar to a small cup of black tea, the sweet taste finally overwhelmed the bitterness of the black tea, Jiang Xianyu ate another small cranberry Biscuit sighed contentedly.

"Cranberry biscuits are really good," he admired. "That is, I bought it from a food blogger." The voice of the flame magician was muffled.

Jiang Xianyu couldn't help being surprised.

"This is the recipe announced by that food blogger." Wright wrote a recipe list on the spot and pushed it in front of Jiang Xianyu. "I heard that fortune tellers like to cook in private. If you think it's delicious, you can try it if you have time."

Little Xianyu is so cute, Wright's voice is muffled and ugly, and he doesn't have the eloquence of a clown, he just wants to get close to Xiao Xianyu as he likes.

The biscuits sold by food bloggers are so delicious. There are more than 1000 floors under this recipe. Wright thinks that this recipe must be very popular because of its high popularity.If Wright was serious enough to scroll down two pages, he would find that the comments were all about food bloggers being involved in copywriting fraud.

The biscuits they made according to the recipe were not as delicious as they bought.

But the current Mr. Wright doesn't know this, and his series of actions dug a big hole for Fu Zhan in the future.

After exchanging recipes, Jiang Xianyu chatted about the business: "Mr. Flame Magician, I actually want to ask you for a favor."

"Well, as long as it's within my ability, it's fine."

I heard that in the human world, asking someone to open the back door is a violation of morality. Jiang Xianyu was a little ashamed for a while, and said, "Can you put some water for this player? Just a little?"

The flame fortuneteller who just received the clown's order to increase the difficulty: "..."

The flame fortuneteller sighed.

"It turns out that those who entered the reincarnation state are all sinful people, so my trial will naturally not release water."

"It's just that in the past 13 years, the reincarnation environment has changed a lot."

"A large number of players don't have many sins, even if they do, they won't come to us to be tortured."

"Because of this reason, my test with the clown has been much milder."

"Don't worry, basically the players who come here with good intentions, we will at most scare them, and send them to pass the test if their performance is mixed."

"No, it's not for this reason." Jiang Xianyu lowered his head, depressed.

Fu Zhan's ability Jiang Xianyu knew that this kind of level would definitely not be difficult for him.But the trials of the Flame Magician are full of burning tongues.

Under this kind of heat, the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar in the small bottle will melt.If it is sugared, then his blessing will be gone.

Jiang Xianyu didn't know why, he just cared.

The flame fortuneteller didn't know Jiang Xianyu's little thoughts, so he only comforted: "I will try my best."

After the clown returned home yesterday, he had already given up the slightest expectation of this player.

Going through the motions, as for the scare value, it is as much as you can earn.

Scary boss, you must treat yourself better.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the training room next door, and Jiang Xianyu and Flame Magician hurried over to check the situation.

A figure slowly walked out of the billowing smoke. His long red scarf was rolled up by the heat wave. The tip of his nose was stained for a while, and it was a little dark, but his eyes were bright, like a burning fire.

The flame magician was secretly startled.

He admitted that what he said before was a bit alarmist, but it is incredible that he was able to survive such a big explosion unscathed.

Fu Zhan stretched out his hand, and a cluster of blue flames shot out from his fingertips. The flames danced with his mind, like a blue butterfly resting on his fingertips.

"Actually, if you slow down, you won't be in such a mess."

"But I'm in a hurry today."

After Fu Zhan finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Xianyu behind the flame magician, and the corners of his lips raised involuntarily.

"You came to see me?" he said.

Jiang Xianyu nodded, then shook his head quickly: "No, I just want to make sure that the blessing I gave you has not been burned by the flames."

Fu Zhan smiled helplessly, took the glass bottle pendant off his neck, and said, "Master Fortune Teller, please rest assured that this glass bottle is made of special materials, and the things inside it will never deteriorate."

Just like my feelings for you.

Jiang Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't notice Fu Zhan's gradually serious eyes.

Little Xianyu has self-awareness, and he has been chatting with the flame magician before.

Does this mean that all bosses in Samsara Realm actually have self-awareness?

This also explains why the system in the novice book is unwilling to give him the dungeon boss as a reward.

He quickly hid his emotions and returned to his calm appearance before.

"Mr. Flame Magician, have I passed the level?"

Unexpectedly, this player passed the level so fast, Wright nodded silently.

He closed himself.

......

"You mean, the bastard was found?"

In a dungeon on the sixth floor, a man slowly opened his eyes, with a pendant in the shape of a scale hanging from his right ear, his eyes were cold, and his voice was neither sad nor happy.His hands are in a shriveled state, and even a closer look can reveal scorched black spots that are constantly eroding his arms.

The man is the gatekeeper boss of this dungeon, and his previous name was Elliott.

But he prefers to be called Ye Si.

Zhou Xingzhi lowered his head, not daring to look at Ye Si, after all his ability is to occupy other people's bodies.Anyone he thinks, as long as he looks at him for more than five seconds, can become his puppet.

If the compatibility between the soul and the body is not good, the body will rot a little bit.

"Well, I got it." The man didn't pay much attention to Zhou Xingzhi, he raised his finger slightly, and the pictures of countless copies flashed into his mind in an instant.

He saw Fu Zhan at a glance from the thousands of copies, and pointed his scorched fingers precisely at the screen.

"My time, or the world of this body, is running out."

"If I rashly enter a copy that doesn't belong to me, I will be rejected."

"Within three days, we must enter this instance."