The welfare life of reincarnated NPC is wrong

When the two of them were desperately eating and stuffing, they would never have imagined that this place, which was similar to a candy house, was actually bigger than they imagined.

After walking and stopping for five days and four nights, the surroundings are still full of such food, but the color and variety are different, and the environment looks no longer the same as before.

Chocolate rivers become coffee-scented waters, floating nut cookies no longer contain nuts, and candy-growing plants ooze milk when swiped.

Because generally speaking, they are still edible, which is a good thing for them who are already tired of eating, so I don't think the environment has changed.

When did the four weeks change?Qi Lu thought about it seriously for a long time, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it, and he always felt like he was broken.

The flowers growing here looked the same as the ones in the front, but they managed to break off half of them with almost exhaustion, and they couldn't bite at all even if they put them in their mouths.

The water in the river is a bit viscous and milky white, and it smells like traditional yogurt, which makes people want to taste it.

But if you really take a leaf and put it on a little bit, you will find that it is not yogurt at all, but something very viscous like latex.

These are actually nothing, anyway, if they find something is wrong, they can just stop eating or drinking. At any rate, they have carried a lot of food before, relying on those should be able to survive to the next place.

It's a pity that there is a saying that people are not as good as heaven. When they are really hungry, they dig out the food on their backs to fill their stomachs, and they suddenly find that the food has changed.

It's fine if it's expired, but the problem is that what's taken out of the bag is not food at all, but mud and stones that emit a peculiar smell.

Thinking of the same thing in his stomach, he suddenly felt like vomiting, in fact, he really threw it up on the spot.

Throwing up is similar to yawning. If one person has this kind of reaction, it will be transmitted to other people around him, and eventually everyone will do the same thing.

So it's not surprising that Qi Qianyi vomited over there. It was normal for the things he vomited to range from dark brown paste to colorless transparent liquid to green solid.

It is not without abnormalities. They thought that the nut part on the biscuit remained the same when it was spit out.

In other words, nuts are indeed nuts, but instead of nut biscuits, they are biscuit-shaped soil blocks studded with nuts.

After spitting out anything, Qi Lu couldn't help thinking about a question, whether he was so hungry that he saw the soil as food, or there was something like magic here.

If it's the former, it must be his own problem. It's not that he has never eaten all kinds of good things, nor is he so hungry that he is dizzy. How can he see two things wrong.

If it is the latter, then you need to study it carefully, what kind of magic can combine the two into one, and swallow it without doubt.

According to the rules of the game in this world, the possibility of the latter should be very high. Anyway, many incredible things have happened, and it is not surprising that there will be one, two or more.

That is, if such a thing really exists, can you change the way of expressing yourself a little bit, what good is it to deceive people into eating soil as food?

I don’t know that even demons can’t eat soil. Firstly, the body doesn’t have the colonies and enzymes to digest it, and secondly, don’t they like to eat this thing?

Who did he provoke, so that he was always entangled in this kind of trouble, and really wanted to find the person who caused so much trouble for him to settle accounts.

It's a pity that his body didn't give him this chance. I don't know if it was because he didn't vomit cleanly before, or because he was angry and irritated his gastrointestinal tract. In short, he found another place to lie on his stomach and continued to vomit.

But because he had nothing to vomit, instead of saying that he was lying there desperately trying to vomit, it would be better to say that he was actually spitting.

He himself knew that it was not good to go on like this, and that it would be a matter of time before he continued to vomit and become dehydrated, but he really couldn't control his desire to vomit.

I can only hope that this feeling will pass soon, so that his stomach can feel better, at least don't always think about throwing up.

"Are you okay? This can stop vomiting and is very useful." If the thing Qi Qianyi brought was an edible medicine within the range of his knowledge, he might be grateful for the other party's kindness and swallow the medicine directly Into the stomach.

However, it is a pity that the medicine looks very viscous, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a bit of vomit. Let him take this form of medicine into his stomach, it is better to let him vomit like this all the time.

So he resolutely chose to reject this proposal, and tried his best to suppress the idea of ​​still wanting to vomit, making himself look like the kind of strong body that can quickly return to normal without taking medicine.

The best way to divert attention is to focus on other things, such as what is most important to them at the moment, in this case, of course, moving forward.

Maybe this incident was just his personal illusion, but when he stopped vomiting, he suddenly found that they seemed to be a little closer to the big signboard.

He wasn't sure if it was actually close, but visually it was bigger than what they saw before, so it should be closer.

When the distance is close, some things also appear different. For example, the feeling of the signboard has changed a lot, and he has the illusion of returning to the previous world.

The existence of such a big signboard in this world is already unreasonable. When I looked at it from a distance, I found something reflective on it. Why can I still say such a thing now?

That's because a closer look reveals something more wrong, like the whole board isn't actually a metal board, but a huge painted glass pane.

It also seems that the text written on it is not black, but a blue-purple color that is almost black, and the raw materials may be mixed with something, which has an indescribable unpleasant smell.

In his impression, there is indeed glass here, but the largest glass seems to be the size of a window, because no matter how big they are, they can't carry it, let alone install it at such a high position.

Obviously, what he saw now has broken his common sense, and everything proves that there are highly evolved creatures here, or there are people who brought glass technology.

He should think this is good news, because it is likely that someone really knows a lot, and what he hopes is very likely to happen.

Or should I think this is bad news, such a strong person has not been able to go back, so the possibility of him going back is very low?

He didn't seem too happy about either situation, unless the former could really answer the questions he cared about, while the latter actually chose to stay.

It doesn't matter what the situation is, anyway, if you want to know the answer, you have to go to No.60 Sixth Village, and you have to go to the Demon King's Collection over there to find out.

Although he had such a plan, the feeling that he had no choice at this moment still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Obviously it was his own determination to go, but it turned out that everything was calculated by others. Even if he hadn't thought about it, the result would still be that he would definitely go to this place.

Forget it, let's talk about the decorations on the board.Both the color and the smell are familiar to him. Although he can't think of where he has seen or smelled it after thinking about it for a long time, this feeling is still lingering.

Since he had memories in the original world, he closed his eyes and stroked it again carefully, but he still couldn't remember the conclusion he came to.

No, it can't be said that I can't remember it at all. The color is very similar to the purple syrup used for disinfection, but the color is a bit darker in comparison.

Thinking about it this way, the taste seems to be a bit similar, but it smells a little lighter, with more herbal-like aroma.

There was another point that both puzzled and shocked him. He found out through the map that there should be stone pillars in this direction. They were far away and couldn't see what was on it. Now that they were close, they couldn't see clearly.

To be more precise, I am not sure about the pattern on it. There are a few places that look like a part of some kind of text, and a few times that look like the structure of a certain pattern.

If you put together the parts of the text, you can't form a complete sentence, and you can't form a special symbol if you put patterns and the like together.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that a part is missing, and it is not clear whether someone did it deliberately, or it has been weathered and disappeared in the long river of time.

He insisted on using those parts to spell out possible fonts, as if he restored the song at the beginning. It's not that he didn't think about this method, but in the end he gave up.

The reason was actually a bit ridiculous, he felt that if he really did this, maybe someone would pop up out of nowhere and tell him that it was wrong to do so.

Anyway, it is said that she can go anywhere, and it is not unexpected that he will appear here again because of something he did.

I don’t know how many people have had this experience. In many cases, the more you persuade yourself not to do something, the more your brain will let you do it uncontrollably.

When you realize that you seem to go against your original idea and try to re-manipulate your brain to make yourself give up, your body will always remind you that the instructions are not so easy to change.

Then the final result is often certain, the former order is perfectly executed, and the latter order that holds the opposite opinion is completely ignored.

You can only express helplessness about this, choose to accept the fact that you still made this decision, and forget what you once wanted to refuse.

Qi Lu's situation is the same at this moment, he desperately reminds himself not to find out the answer, who knows that the stronger this thought is, the more firmly he will remember what he saw.

Leaving aside those pattern structures, he has gone through nearly tens of thousands of possibilities in his mind, each of which is both reasonable and contradictory, making it really difficult for him to determine which possibility is higher.

There are even more choices for the text part, almost a single word can have nearly a hundred possibilities, and here there are more than ten thousand possible free combinations.

Fortunately, words are a little more limited than patterns, and the transition between two strokes has a certain logic, and it is not possible to make a word by just connecting lines.

After trying for a long time, I finally came up with the most likely and most suitable words for the environment I saw.

Although he wasn't sure if his analysis was correct, the probability of being right was relatively higher, or he couldn't think of anything else.

Because at the same time as the text was conceived, the pattern was also drawn, and it was the kind that did not find any problems.

Since the two problems can be solved at the same time, doesn't it prove that his conjecture is correct, and the facts are exactly the same as what he imagined.

Well, for a moment, he wished to see that person, at least to prove whether his guess was correct or not, so as not to worry about whether he was right or not.