The Search for the Lost Life

"Hey, hello!"

"My name is Whispering Sorrow, you already know it, it is a light and elegant undead thief!"

"You must be wondering why I came here. In fact, I just wanted to see where the blood elves were born. Originally, I wanted to train a blood elf paladin."

In Eversong Forest, if there are people around, you can see a gray skeleton chattering non-stop with a blood elf.

Even though the blood elf just walked without looking sideways, the skeleton was still able to keep talking and didn't care about himself.

Probably because she finally compromised with Mobai's ignoring her own ability, the whisper of sadness finally stopped, and she shifted her steps to block her way in front of Mobai: "Don't ignore me, maybe there are only two of us in this world. "

These words finally had some effect, Mobai put her eyes on the whispering sorrow, and frowned slightly: "What do you mean?" She knew that she was different from the blood elves around her, but she didn't know exactly what the difference was. what is it.She only knew what she should know, but couldn't remember.

Seemingly surprised by Mobai's performance, Whispering sadly looked at her in amazement and muttered to himself: "Did I judge wrong? But those NPCs have said that they are certainly not pure players, but this name really doesn't look like... ..."

Even though he whispered sadly to himself some information that he didn't understand, Mobai just looked at him coldly.

Finally, Whispering Sorrow looked at Mobai again: "Are you interested in listening?"

After a moment of hesitation, Mobai nodded in agreement.

No one wants to have such a blank space in his brain to remind himself of his incompleteness all the time, there is a voice in Mobai's heart telling him what information the skeleton in front of him can provide.

Finding a peaceful piece of land, the two sat on the ground.

Whispering's sadness first showed his white teeth that were completely uncovered and grinned: "First of all, let's decide on the address of both parties, you can call me Whispering." He still remembered the sentence that Mobai said by the pool to let himself After spitting out the last mouthful of blood, now I really regret that I decided on this name at that time.

"Don't worry, no one wants to call you sad." Mobai nodded, accepting this request very well.

"Hey, you don't need to do this." Mutteringly looked at the guy in front of him who seemed to have a bad personality, and finally compromised, "Then what do I call you, Xiaobai?"

Mobai didn't show it clearly, only narrowed his eyes slightly.

Whispering quickly changed the subject: "Okay, Mobai, I guess we are all time travelers, I don't know, right?"

"Traveler?" Whispering looking expectantly at Mobai waiting for her to nod to admit, but what he didn't expect to see was a trace of doubt in Mobai's eyes and repeated questions about the name "traveler".

"Isn't it? Are you an NPC?" Whispering looked at Mobai in surprise, observing her information, "But, I can see your equipment." He chose an operation, "Look, task sharing can also be done. Sent successfully!"

In the whispering voice, Mobai found that an interface popped up, the task of reporting to Qingfeng Village, the option of accepting or not accepting.

After clicking No, Mobai finally carefully observed the undead in front of him: "I have lost my memory, you can tell me more about the time traveler."

Whispering suddenly realized - although Mobai didn't understand how he could see this expression from a skeleton face.

"No wonder, it turned out to be dog-blooded amnesia!" He murmured and sighed, and patted his leg bones to make a crisp sound of bones hitting, "Simply put, this is a game world, and we were originally playing games. People, but due to various possible reasons," he said, spreading his hands, "we have time-traveled into this game, so we are time-travelers."

Whispering didn't finish all at once, when he said this, he stopped to look at Mobai's expression, and after seeing her nodding to make sure he understood, he continued to talk about what he knew.

"According to my observations, I can communicate with NPCs—that is, the aborigines that exist in this world itself, as well as players. I can do tasks to fight monsters to earn experience, but I don't know if it is possible to go back." Whispering sadly said When it came to the possibility of going back, he seemed noncommittal, "However, I think it is a very good experience to experience the game in person! You know, the TBC version of this game was finally released. I originally wanted to build a new blood elf paladin I was just playing around, but I didn’t expect to encounter an earthquake and wake up like this.”

Seeing the excited look of whispering, Mobai was silent for a while before saying: "Then this game—" For some reason, when talking about this world is a game, Mobai always has an indescribable feeling in his heart, "Is there a profession called death knight?"

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mobai saw the excited murmur and quickly froze, and then stammered after a long while: "You, you mean the death knight?"

Mobai nodded: "Actually, I am a death knight because of some accidents."

"Amazing..." Whispered while thinking, "As far as I know, there is no such occupation, but I think the problem is not too big, you can wear mail now, then you can wear plate armor at level [-], I think This shouldn't be a problem."

Speaking of this, Whisper paused for a moment and hesitated to speak: "Then you named your name yourself?"

Mobai shook his head: "No."

Whispering looked at Mobai with interest: "It looks very interesting, no matter what, do you want to upgrade together? At least the two of us can be a companion."

Knowing that he can't get more information about himself from Whispering, Mobai loses interest in him: "I'm more used to being alone."

"Hey, don't be like this. Anyway, I also looked up some information about the current version before crossing over. I have a lot of information!" As he spoke, he nodded his head.

"I only saw an empty skull." Mobai just glanced at him and stood up, "If you can ensure that your mouth is tight enough."

Whispering immediately stood up and followed Mobai's footsteps, nodding repeatedly: "Don't worry, I know what I can say and what I can't say, God knows I always have something to hide when I face NPCs and players, I'm really depressed." After a while, I finally found a person who could talk about everything, and whispered to justify my image, "But don't look at the appearance, although I am a skeleton, I still have a heart, lungs and brains."

It didn't take long for the two of them to see the gate of Silvermoon City. Mobai stopped suddenly when there was still a distance. She quickly looked away and took out a cloak from the bag to cover the crimson egg she had been holding.

Then, go back to Silvermoon City.

"...Mobai, did you dislike my hood just now?" After a long silence, he couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Mobai's answer was simple and straightforward, without the slightest intention to take care of other people's feelings.

"...I really asked for depression." He murmured, but when the two walked to the gate of Silvermoon City, they quickly adjusted their emotions.

"Excuse me, I want to make jewelry, where should I find someone?"

Originally thinking that he would walk directly into the city gate, Whisper unexpectedly saw Mo Bai approaching the guards of Silver Moon City on both sides of the gate to ask questions.

God knows that during this period of time, he almost tried not to communicate with NPCs as much as possible, and he always felt a very strange feeling.Perhaps the amnesia made her more accepting of the life of communicating with NPCs, Whispering rolled her eyes in her heart, and decided to leave all the communication with NPCs to Mobai in the future.

but……

Looking at the way Mobai talked to the guard who was taller than her, there was no trace of the indifference and withdrawnness she showed when talking to herself before.Who is cute in the simple and cute appearance?

No wonder, she said something before, as long as the mouth is tight enough...

The mental activity on Whispering's side came to an end, and Mobai's side has already asked for the specific address, and even got the fastest route.

In fact, she didn't try to look cute on purpose, but she just made herself appear serious and well-behaved, and then under the influence of that passive skill, coupled with whispering and exaggerated psychological descriptions, she became the above-mentioned appearance.

Either way, it's useful.

Greeted and murmured, Mobai walked towards her target, walked through the gate and chose the right path, then passed through a shepherd's gate and entered the Royal Trade Zone of Silvermoon City.

"No matter how you look at it, I think this robot is quite durable." Looking around along the way, he murmured and sighed at the arcane robots patrolling the road.

"Be careful that your gaze is too revealing, it will wipe out your undead." Mobai glanced at the cheerful murmur from the corner of his eyes, and replied coldly.

"..." Muttering for a while, I was speechless, and I really couldn't arouse my interest in observing the robot anymore.Looking at the bones of his whole body, he also felt helpless for a while. After all...it was not himself who wanted to become an undead. He wanted to play blood elves at the beginning.

But looking at Mobai, he murmured the question she asked the guard before, and changed the subject: "Are you looking for a jewelry crafting trainer?"

"Jewelry processing?" Mobai finally looked at Whispering with normal eyes, waiting for his answer.

Whispering was relieved, but he also explained seriously: "Well, in addition to first aid, fishing and cooking, each player can also spend a certain amount of money to learn two side jobs. These side jobs will have a certain effect in the future. For example, I am a thief. You can make leather armor for yourself after leatherworking and skinning. Jewelry processing is also a side job. It seems that you can make accessories, rings and necklaces. I don’t know about cutting gems, but it will be useful to read the explanation in the future. Learn with mining."

Mobai wrote down what he whispered, nodded after understanding clearly, and continued walking towards the target.

Other than nodding, he murmured for a moment without getting any impressions, and then ran over unwillingly and said, "Don't you have anything to say?"

As a result, another corner of the eye was received.

When he was muttering about his tragic life, Mobai suddenly said something, with a thoughtful expression: "Perhaps, you should try, can you learn more side jobs by communicating with them?" At least They didn't charge you for learning first aid and cooking yourself.

I'm still not used to addressing them with the "NPC" in my whisper, that feeling makes me feel as if they are lifeless.

He murmured for a moment, then murmured: "Yes, maybe it's really possible." After thinking for a while, he immediately became motivated, "Then you go ahead, I'll find another trainer!" Before Mobai could say anything, he ran to the side.

As for Mobai, thinking about the jewelry processing sideline that he whispered about, he looked up at the house of the jewelry master Kalinda that the guard said was not far away, and walked over.

The author has something to say: Actually, when you read yesterday’s chapter, did you realize that this skeleton will be a very important supporting role ╮(╯▽╰)╭