The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The worry on Sisley's face was quite easy to read, so Yogel could understand what she was thinking just by noticing her gaze a little bit.

"Little Moon, are you feeling uneasy about me?"

The beautiful girl with brown skin and black hair smiled, her slender black eyelashes covered the tired redness in her eyes, she took her hands off her slender wrists, and flipped through the menu instead.

"Please don't think that way, because the important issue now is the little moon."

Yogel said softly.

Drinks were served one by one. Sisley held a cup of hot milk, greedily added three cubes of sugar, and then stirred it with a small spoon.

There was charcoal-roasted coffee in front of Earl Gray, and the strong scorched bitterness dissipated with the heat, almost blurring the face of the deceased.

The man picked up the golden spoon, took a sip, and then put it back calmly.

The strong bitter taste is paralyzing his tongue, and the alcoholic drink that he used to be able to drink while working overtime has become a terrifying existence like a bomb.

"And you have been in the past two months-"

Sisley over there was deceived by his calm face like a mask, and didn't notice anything unusual.

"Yes."

Ugel sipped freshly squeezed orange juice, put down his glass, and sighed contentedly, "I've been trying to find another 'companion'."

Sisley: Huh————!

The little prince chuckled, pleased by the look on her face.

"In fact, rather than a blind search, it is better to conduct a blanket search within a long-established range."

He explained, "Seven, eight hundred years ago, due to the war, our family had diverged into another river, which flowed in different directions; I searched through many royal archives, found some similar records, and then Delineate the area where their dynasty has declined."

"A similar record?" Sisley repeated.

"Yes, little moon."

Ugel finished his portion of orange juice and put the glass aside instead.

"Records similar to space-time rifts, such as strange places with 'different time flow from the outside world', destroyed families, and human beings who 'should have died but someone has witnessed it', these are meaningless folk stories passed down from the people , but lies are not recorded in the royal family's archives, so it's actually... not that hard to find."

Sisley: It's so strange, I'm going to use my brain to think about it.jpg

She didn't pierce the blue shadow that Yogel couldn't even cover up in front of her eyes, but honestly acted as a ruthless applauding machine.

The black-haired, blue-eyed girl clapped her hands obediently, as obediently as if telling a kitten to sit down, and then she did.

"Would you like to see the video recording?"

The little prince rolled his eyes with a smile and invited softly.

So Sisley knocked on the system, and opened the vision shield as well.

With a sound of "dili", the transparent film slowly unfolded, and the sights from all directions that had been glancing towards this corner from just now were gradually retracted.

A waiter passed between Sisley and Ugel, and almost threw coffee in front of them.

After confirming that the waiter had really stabilized the plate and left without bowing his head to apologize at all, Sisley took the camera from Ugel's hand with confidence.

"Press this button?"

While fiddling with it, she humbly asked Yogel for advice.

"No, little moon." Yogel taught her with a smile, "It's over there, the button in the upper left corner."

Earl Gray also leaned over in silence, staring at the camera that Sisley had studied over and over again.

Yogel: *puffs*

The little prince thought it was funny that two modern people would ask the ancients to give advice on technology, but at the same time, in order not to be rude, he decided to forcefully divert his attention.

When Sisley projected the image from the camera onto the light screen, Ugel had already pulled out his iconic hookah and lit it.

"Sally", or the little prince yawned lazily, covering the lower half of his face with a slender hand covered with rings.

The cool scent of mint gradually floats out of the smoke, bringing another refreshing fragrance.

When the smoke dissipated, the light screen and the picture within it appeared in front of Sisley, like a magical portal.

The camera shakes slightly, but the jitter is not strong. Yougel was probably walking in the desert in the evening at that time.

"It's almost here."

The soft voice of the little prince came out from the light screen.

He coughed lightly, did not take out the kettle, but took out the notebook from the crack in time and space, and moved the camera closer to shoot.

His handwriting was neat and neat, even if the camera just passed it by, it was still enough for Sisley to understand the words on it.

"In the depths of the yellow sand...is there an oasis? Fairies...?" She repeated inexplicably, "Is it a nursery rhyme?"

"When the moon becomes the roundest, follow the north guided by the stars, follow the traces left by the man with the artificial leg, and head towards the poplar tree. Don't be afraid of the depths of the yellow sand, the oasis and fairies are at the end."

Yogel repeated the words on the notes smoothly, nodded, "Yes, Little Moon, this is a ballad that has been sung for decades."

The little prince didn't say the rest, but Sisley understood what he meant: this ballad contained time, place and conditions.

Pan the camera upwards to record the sky. In the dark blue sky in the evening, the early moon in the west is just a thin white outline, which looks like a new moon.

This video was also played, and just as Sisley was about to return the camera, Yogel signaled her to play it backwards.

A second video jumped out.

The flying sand all over the ground was blown into strong yarns by the wind, while Yogel and his camera stood in this terrifying landscape of nature, looking straight ahead at the scene ahead.

When the camera zoomed out, Sisley also understood what he meant.

"…………"

In the farthest distance, the majestic palace stands amidst the yellow veil of death, with a vague outline, like a magic mountain.

A moment later, the palace was swallowed up by the sky full of yellow sand, like a mirage-like illusion.

However, both Sisley and Ugel knew that it was not.

According to the little prince's guess, in this world, the third person who inherited the space-time rift may be sleeping in it.

The video ends here.

The picture fell into a black screen, and Sisley's ears were only filled with the whimpering screams of the wind.

She handed the camera back to Ugel, who took it steadily, manipulated it a few times quite skillfully, and then threw it into the crack of time and space.

"The video ended when you called me, so it was rushed."

The beautiful girl with black hair and brown skin took another sip of the hookah and said to Sisley.

"The shadow of that palace...?"

Sisley blinked twice, walked through the smoke, and grabbed Ugel's hands.

"Yes, little moon."

The beautiful girl——the beautiful boy tolerantly threw the hookah stick away, and held her hand instead, allowing her to lean over and post it, "Tomorrow will probably be the day when the rift in time and space will open."

"I want to go with you!"

Sisley immediately shouted, "Go, go, go!"

The little prince looked down at her.

For a moment, his eyes became quite gentle, with a little regret.

Sisley saw the long black eyelashes of the beautiful girl fluttering lightly, like a butterfly at anchor.

"I haven't had time to invite you yet, little moon." He laughed and patted the back of Sisley's hand, "You are such a kind-hearted child."

Sisley:?

Accepting such a compliment for no reason, she couldn't help but tilt her head, but Yogel obviously didn't mean to explain, and went directly to the next topic.

"From the first time we met, I actually guessed that your ability might be the most special one. Frankly speaking, I—or we, have never encountered such a phenomenon."

Holding Sisley's free hand, taking a breath of the fragrance of the hookah, Yogel smiled and sighed, "Little Moon, every time I see you, your abilities seem to grow."

"That's because I got a lot of wool from the inner world."

When Sisley was praised by him, the whole body became fluffy, and this sentence also blurted out.

————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————The glass shattered, water and transparent fragments splashing out from Earl Gray's hand.

Sisley:!

Yogel also blinked in confusion.

The man who abruptly squeezed the water glass in the restaurant raised his head, his expression was still quite calm, but Sisley shuddered when he met his eyes, like an elementary school student who was caught secretly watching TV by her parents.

"So, they actually came?"

he asked softly.

"Come... I have been here."

Sisley never lied to him, and this time was no exception.

"How many times have they been here?"

"........."

"several times?"

Earl Gray's voice grew cold.

After counting in her heart for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out, so Sisley could only answer honestly.

"I can't count."

While answering, she quietly leaned back tactically, and as expected, the next second, Earl Gray slammed the table and stood up.

"How dare they--your father didn't even--"

The hoarseness of the deceased who has not fully recovered is particularly scary in the rage, like the "hissing" sound of a poisonous snake.

little Prince:"………"

Ugel gave Sisley a sympathetic look, tilted the chair back with such force that not even a speck of dust would be alarmed, and slowly withdrew from this indiscriminate aura attack.

"What are you going to do, uncle?"

Sisley hurriedly stood up, went to the corner of Earl Ragley's clothes, and signaled him to sit down.

The silver-gray long-haired man looked down at her, his soft green eyes had already darkened, the spring was covered in ice, and the slightest touch would cause burning pain.

"In addition to the gold bars, the other you——had a handful of gunpowder in my case."

The deceased from the train picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of his lips that were not wet at all, and said in a cold tone.

"Honey, uncle just shot and killed those fosters."

Sisley: Huh————!

A pair of big cold hands landed on Sisley's head, and rubbed it unceremoniously until the flower buds she had combed were scattered into two messy balls of hair.

Sisley was dizzy by this force, like a small dough that has risen.

"Hey what?"

Earl Gray asked with a smile while rubbing her, there was no warmth in that smile.

"How do you think we escaped from the laboratory that time? Did you pat each other with them?"

#So as a scientific researcher, where did you point the skill tree?#