The red balloon guides him through layers of seemingly invisible fog.

Until the "sea breeze" stopped.

Stop at a pier.

When Chu Queshang stepped on a wooden board, he realized that the surrounding environment was not as dull as before.

At the foot of the eyes is a row of wooden pontoons stretching from the sandy shore into the Black Sea.

The wooden planks are dark in color, soaked in the highly corrosive seawater for many years, and the people on them will make a creaking sound every time they take a step, and they are almost in danger.

And this precarious long bridge pier is really straight to indicate the medium-sized ferry.

"..."

Chu Queshang found that the red balloon was missing.

There were circles of fog surrounding him behind him, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly.

He is very tall, so even though the wood of the pontoon bridge is about to be decayed, he can always step on the main pillar of the pontoon bridge accurately by virtue of his tall legs.

The pier was not as long as expected, but Chu Queshang soon came to the ship.

At this time, a flight attendant in a dark red uniform just poked his head out from the deck.

"Hey boy, you are really timely, the ship is about to leave, do you want to get on the ship now?" He shouted, looking especially ethereal in this quiet bay.

Before Chu Queshang refused, the bearded flight attendant suddenly said in a regretful tone: "Oh, sorry boy, I checked your points, and they are not enough to buy a transportation ticket. Yours is pitifully small. Points, at most let you step on the deck for a second."

"..."

Chu Queshang didn't know why the red balloon led him to this place.

The fact that the live broadcast didn't start meant that it wasn't in the dungeon, so it should be a means of transportation to other islands that other people said.

"Sorry, I don't—"

Before Chu Que had finished speaking, the sound of crisp footsteps came from behind him.

"Sorry, I, I'm late!"

Under the unbiased beam of light, the boy's complexion was very white, as if covered by a layer of transparent and textured glaze.His three-dimensional superior facial features have a sense of mixed blood, and he has a pair of smiling eyes. The pupil color is deep and clean, which complements his slightly curly black fluffy curly hair.

The first impression he gives people is that he must be a pure and well-behaved child.

The boy's clothes were casual. He wore a loose white hooded sweater, a black mechanical wind vest, and a pair of solid-color headphones hanging around his neck.

He looked young, like an ordinary mixed-race high school student.

For a high school student, he was considered tall, but he was still a bit short in front of Chu Queshang.

Panting, the young man looked at the flight attendant on the deck and asked, "Fortunately, we caught up... Do you still have the ticket?"

"Yes! There is the last one." The flight attendant checked the points of the person who came down with a smile, and quickly put down the diaper made of hemp rope.

"Shouldn't you go up first?" The boy noticed that there was another person beside the spacious pontoon bridge, and that person was very quiet without saying a word.

Because that person came first, the boy didn't want to jump in line.

The flight attendant said: "Oh my God, that guy doesn't have points to buy a ticket, so hurry up, the ship is about to leave."

"Then I'll buy it for him."

Chu Queshang gave him a puzzled look, but the flight attendant interrupted before he could finish his sentence: "Why?"

The boy stretched out his left hand indifferently.

A glowing blue halo appeared five centimeters from the palm of his left hand, showing the changes in numbers.

"I've turned the points." After finishing speaking, the young man turned his head and looked at Chu Queshang with a pious and kind smile: "This ship was supposed to leave, but thanks to him buying me some time, let me Don't miss it."

"Besides, everything must be first come, first served, right?"

"..." Chu felt complicated by the young man's enthusiasm and fallacies. He said, "Thank you, but it doesn't need to be like this. I have friends and..."

"Let's go, the boat is about to leave."

The young man didn't seem to listen to Chu Queshang's words at all, he pulled his wrist familiarly and pushed him to the front of the chest.

He tilted his head and said with a smile, "Go up."

"..."

Chu Queshang felt that the current scene was very similar to the singing and dancing of some kind of human trafficking organization, but he still hesitated in the face of the sincere gaze of the stupid and rich young man.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but after saying thank you, he boarded this medium-sized ship.

After the boy also came up, a long whistle sounded from the direction of the ship's cab, representing [the ship is leaving the pier].

The flight attendant raised a professional smirk to the two, welcomed them to land on the ship, and then led them to the room to rest.

Chu Queshang was a little confused about the current situation.

Why did I suddenly board a thief ship...

The boy noticed that he didn't keep up, so he waved to him: "Come here."

"Hi, my name is Huaixiu, Huai from Changhuai Wanli Qiufengke*, repairer Xiu. You can call me Xiaohuai." The young man walked beside Chu Queshang, seemingly not interested in the environment in the cabin, but very enthusiastic self-introduction.

"..." Chu Queshang was not disgusted with his familiarity, but found it a bit interesting.

He withdrew his gaze from silently looking at the environment, and said, "Chu Queshang."

Huaixiu: QAQ

The facilities in the cabin are extremely complete, like a mobile luxury hotel.

After passing through several public places, you will come to the stairs going down to the next floor. The flight attendant said in front that all the rest rooms of the guests are downstairs.

The hull is extremely stable and there is hardly any swaying.

After a while, the flight attendant led the two to the door of room "107".

He opened the door with a golden key, and then handed the key to Chu Queshang.

He smiled blindly: "The room is here, and your private bathroom is next door. I wish you a pleasant journey."

Looking at the door key in his hand, Chu Queshang asked with some doubts: "Is this the only room left?"

The flight attendant nodded: "Yes guests-oh my God, please forgive me, guests, I have some things to do now, if you encounter problems, you can solve them yourself."

"..."

Chu Queshang: "All right."

He saw the flight attendant leave from the "staff-exclusive passage" on the other side, then met Huaixiu's eyes, and pushed open the half-hidden door.

——The room is not big, but fortunately it is clean and tidy, and the bed is enough, no one needs to make a bed or sofa.

Chu Queshang originally wanted to turn on the lights, but unexpectedly, Huaixiu, who sneaked in first, jumped up and down to the window, and pulled open the heavy curtains.

In an instant, the gloomy sky light filled the room.

Standing by the window, Huaixiu couldn't help sighing: "Wow, the sea is so dark and big..."

Looks like a kid getting ready for a spring outing.

Chu Queshang closed the door, and his vigilant mood seemed to relax a little.

He began to observe the layout of the room.

Except for a big soft bed, two bedside tables, a small worn-out sofa and coffee table, there is nothing special.

By the way, there is a poem on the wall, doggerel.

The content is like this:

[I wish you all the best, I got lost halfway.

I wish you all the best and fall to the ground.

I wish you a lot of laughter, and you deserve it.

I wish you a happy heart and cramped legs.

I wish you all the best, you hit a wall everywhere. 】

When Huaixiu turned his head, he noticed that Chu Queshang was standing in front of the poem. He walked to the side, tilted his head, and read out the content in a rhythmic tone.

Afterwards evaluation: "Very smooth."

Chu Queshang: "Indeed, you read well."

Huaixiu: "QAQ"

Chu Queshang remembered the scene of Huaixiu paying points before, he tried to raise his left hand, and with a movement of consciousness, the previous task bar appeared in front of him.

And the phantom mission bar that only he can see shows the location of the ticket: Island No. 2.

Huaixiu lost interest.

He took off the vest and hoodie, put them on the sofa, and then put on a white T-shirt inside, and the child rushed directly to the bed.

He suddenly asked, "By the way, Brother Shang, did you come here alone?"

Chu Queshang put his hand down.

He turned his head and replied, "No, some friends are still on Island No. [-]."

"Really...then how can those people abandon you?"

Huaixiu didn't notice that it was actually Chu Queshang who abandoned them, and the reason was because he dragged him onto the boat without authorization.

Covered under the quilt, he suddenly climbed up to Chu Queshang, raised his head, looked at him with a pair of deep and calm eyes, and asked, "Brother Queshang, why don't we form a team together in the future?"

There is only gray outside the glass window, and it can only be determined by the time of the mobile phone that it is around eight o'clock in the evening.

Chu Queshang took off his windbreaker silently, and was about to say his refusal, when Huaixiu suddenly lowered his head silently, and whispered to himself in a somewhat unpleasant voice: "Actually... other people don't like me very much, I I've always been alone, if Brother Shang could take me in, I would be very happy... But if it makes you difficult, it doesn't matter."

He raised his head, showing a pitiful but pretending to be strong smile: "It's okay."

Teenagers are sensitive and cautious.

The words that were about to be blurted out came to his mouth, but he slipped around and swallowed them down.

Chu Queshang said, "Aren't players not allowed to form teams in dungeons?"

"You mean I can be with you now?!" Hope was rekindled in the boy's round eyes.

"..."

Seeing that Chu Qushang also took off his coat, Huaixiu rolled around in a circle and returned to his pillow: "It is true that it is not allowed, but I believe in fate, and we will still meet in the future."

"..."

Since it was fate, Chu Queshang smiled and nodded: "OK."

Knock, knock - the door was knocked suddenly.

Chu Queshang walked over and saw the outside from the cat's eye, and saw that it was the previous flight attendant, and beside him was pushing a cart that seemed to be full of food.

"Guest, your dinner is here."

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*Note: [Changhuai Wanli Qiufengke] in the article quotes Zhu Jifang's "Huaike"

That doggerel came from some childhood games(?)

The same bking pre-received article "After the Horror Mentor Retires" for collection~

Many years ago, Yan Ming, who was preparing to clear the world of Infinite Flow, accidentally took on the role of tutor of "Teach NPC how to bluff" before leaving

Now that he has retired for many years, he returns to the game again as a "scorer"——

[In the middle of the night, under the light of uncertain light and dark, there is a monster in the mirror trying to crawl out]

Ordinary players: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" !

Yan Ming: I think the lights can be dimmed a bit to enhance the atmosphere

Ordinary player: ...Look, is this what people should say?

Hearing this, the grinning NPC immediately smashed the lamp, and brought a box of candles

NPC: Sir, let's have a candlelight dinner with me QUQ

Yanming:?

Ordinary players: ? ? ?

With the development of the game dungeon, Yi Yanming gradually discovered that not only the game world has undergone shocking changes in the few years since he left, those ignorant and innocent NPC cuties have also become a group of...

NPC A: Sir, I lighted aromatherapy in the room, and sleep with me tonight, okay?

NPC B: You see that you are covered in mud, and the hot water has been put down, take off your clothes quickly

NPC C: Mister, this face is really pretty, or else you can just stay in this painting

Yanming: ...

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Inexplicably, Bai Yueguang became a group of horrifying NPCs, and Yan Ming felt like a light on his back. Why did one or two of them have evil intentions? !

In desperation, he gave up struggling, lay in the tender arms of his teammates, and decided to be a salted fish: destroy it

Unexpectedly, the teammates pulled the rope in their hands, smiled slightly, and Yan Ming was tied up and thrown on the bed

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