Crossing to the Wild

Level [-]?

Open service?

He raised his hand and summoned his own game panel, which clearly stated, lv100, professional priest, new skills... [Oracle].

The game time in the upper left corner is 2029, November [-]th.

Three months after discontinuation.

If it was a dream, these details would be too detailed, Rong Yue felt that her thinking was clear, and she didn't feel like the chaotic feeling when she was half asleep and half awake.

He is back?The game passed the review and reopened?

What about another world?

The scarlet carpet was spread from the deep hall to the bright sunlight, and Rong Yue walked out along the familiar route step by step with a three-pointed bewilderment.Behind him were several nuns he knew well.

When the toes touched the carpet, an invisible barrier stopped his footsteps.

He can't go any further.

Rong Yue pinched her nails hard on her palm, at this moment she finally believed that this was not a dream, he really came back.

"Don't follow me." Rong Yue turned around and strode back, whispering to the people around her.

The nuns' eyes were dull, as if they didn't hear, Rong Yue suddenly stopped: "I said don't follow me!"

"Yes, Master Rong Yue." The nuns finally stopped.

Don't worry, Rong Yue, there must be some way.

He will not go to that wild world for no reason, nor will he come back for no reason.It's just that there is a crisis over there now. Instead of spending time investigating, it's better to find a way to go back first.

The small doors on both sides of the back wall of the main hall were opened, and Rong Yue, wearing a white floor-sweeping robe, hurried past the guards and returned to her bedroom where she was resting.

Now is not the opening time of the temple, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to step out, he can do anything behind his back.

The Pope's bedroom is not big, but it is exquisite in every way.

Compared to the barren land with low productivity, this world is indeed magnificent.When those barbarians saw the Xingyue Tribe, they all praised whether this is a place where gods live.But if they come to this world, they will discover what is beyond imagination.

The white marble floor was shining with a strange light, the curtains on the big bed were windless and automatic, and there were elves holding beautiful palace lanterns flapping their wings and hovering in the air on both sides.

Rong Yue waved lightly, and the elf flew over with light, illuminating the bookcase on the side of the room.

The world view of this game has the existence of God, with deep traces.As the pope, Rong Yue is even more familiar with the classics of the teachings, but since he became wise and knew the falsity here, he only read them as stories.

But now, he had to admit that there was a force manipulating everything, sending him away and dragging him back.

If he was formed because of the power of everyone's favorite wish, then the gods that didn't exist before...may have existed because of faith?

The heavy classics were taken out one by one, and Rong Yue pulled out any useful ones and threw them on the ground.

Then he sat down and flipped through the books by the light.

The hourglass of time has drained the last blue sandstone, the moon is already hanging high outside the window, and the night sky is clear.

Rong Yue closed a book wearily, and closed her eyes in bewilderment.

how so?Block word?Or deleted the whole paragraph?Rong Yue felt that every book seemed to lack some content, and there was no direct description of God, and sometimes words such as miracles were replaced by words.

Is this the reason for the censorship, or is there manipulation behind it?

The friend bar on the game panel was still gray, and he couldn't click on it, and he couldn't go to the snowy area to find Chasing Star and the others to make sure they were still there.Anxiety swept through his body, and the small bedroom seemed empty.

It's been a day and I don't know how to go back.Is Tianyang in a hurry?

***

Rong Yue leaned against the edge of the bed and fell asleep, and when she opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

The sunrise in Wumang Continent is very magnificent, as long as it is not cloudy and rainy, it is always accompanied by beautiful colorful rays of light.

The familiar schedule unfolded on time at seven o'clock in the morning. Rong Yue glanced at it, and saw that there was not much difference between the front and the time before the service was stopped—at eight o'clock in the morning, the shrine opened to receive envoys.

At [-]:[-] noon, faction missions are distributed and faction rewards are settled.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, go to the confession room, meet the players' tasks, and listen to their voices.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the celebration patrols the city.

Tour the city! ?

On the second day after the server was launched, the new event has not yet started. In the game announcement, city tour is the warm-up part of the event.

Rong Yue breathed a sigh of relief.If you can go out, you can at least listen to what the players are saying, and what happened these days when the server was stopped.He couldn't see the previews of some events, but well-informed players must have known about them.

Rong Yue kept telling herself to be more patient, but how could a person who had tried to be free still live in a cage with peace of mind—not to mention that he now felt lonely like never before.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the Pope changed into his formal attire, got into the carriage, and finally drove out of the temple slowly.

The streets decorated with lights are full of people, and the carriage can only move forward slowly.

"Ah! Yueyue!!" A player yelled, "It's finally here!"

Rong Yue followed the prestige, pursed her lips and smiled, but there was no warmth in her eyes.But the player still covered his heart and shouted exaggeratedly: "Ah, Yueyue looked at me, I spun and exploded into the sky!"

The breeze blew up Rong Yue's long hair and the tassels behind her shoulders, bringing out a silvery white and holy streamer in the night.As more and more players gathered, Rong Yue captured a lot of conversations.

"Hey, doesn't the pope give honor to the camp when he visits the city?"

"Give it, 10 minutes a little, but if you don't give it to me, I still want to see it! I haven't seen Yueyue in three months! The confession room is jammed in the afternoon..."

"The Xueyu area is also very crowded today, and everyone is saving up for the faction honor suit..."

"Level [-] will take a month. How can I save it? Is the official skill description website open?"

"It's an event show, so let's start the main plot. This time it's a faction battle, and then Star Chaser and Yueyue will fight. Hey, it's exciting!"

"Hit now!?"

"No, it's estimated that all members will be after level [-]. It is said that after the faction battle, there will be the God of Death War. I thought it would take a year or two. Did you get scared by the trial before?"

"Sure, look at the dialogue box and type 'Daily' to try, the box will be gone for you every day..."

……

Listening all the way, all kinds of information flooded my mind.

Skill display in three days, faction battle in a month, and then the battle of the perishing god...?

Players are always interested in these, talking about equipment, values, and the strength of modified skills.But there is always a shadow behind the excitement. Rong Yue also heard many people cursing the producer. Some skill effects and costumes in the game have been greatly modified, and many life skills should not be forcibly removed.

Suddenly, his eyes froze on the top of a player.

It was a cloud of gray mist.

Rong Yue blinked again, the carriage had already passed by, and the player disappeared from sight.

He saw it right, it was a cloud of gray mist, like a dark cloud that didn't fit in the grand and lively streets.

"You!" Rong Yue suddenly stood up from the carriage, turned around and was about to jump down, but halfway through the movement, she was stopped by a gentle yet strong force.

[Don't do things that break the order. ]

Suddenly someone spoke next to her ear, Rong Yue was stiff, turned into a puppet, and returned to her seat with a smile.

Can hear, see, can't move, can't speak.Rong Yue gradually calmed down, surprised but also a little bit of joy—appeared.

"What is that fog?" Rong Yue asked while waving to the surrounding players.

The owner of the voice doesn't care if he is too calm or pretending to be obedient. Perhaps the owner of absolute power doesn't care much about the occasional trembling fingers of the marionette.

[It's Chaos. ] The voice actually answered.

"What is chaos?" Rong Yue asked again.

[It is an existence that is contrary to the order, it is an existence that caused accidents in the Wumang Continent, it is an existence that should not exist. ]

This voice could not be recognized as male, female, old or young, and the voice also had a strange mechanical feel.Rong Yue asked again: "Who are you?"

This time there was no response.

The carriage went around the city and returned to the garden in front of the temple.

Sister Rong Yueren helped her out of the car, and a group of guards behind her walked towards the gate step by step.

Players are not allowed to enter the scope of the temple at night, but many people are outside the garden, watching the pope enter the house to sleep through the hidden plants.

Rong Yue felt the eyes behind her, and each step deviated a slight angle. When she reached the door, she was already very close to the left door frame.

The moment he stepped into the door, he suddenly stretched out his hand and leaned heavily on the door frame!

"Master Pope?" The nun asked strangely, "Why don't you go in?"

Guards: "My lord, why don't you go in?"

"Why don't you go in?" "Go in!" "Go in!"

There was a lot of mechanical repetition around, causing Rong Yue a headache, but his hand hurt even more.

Sure enough, the force just now came again, pushing his back, trying to push him into the door.

"Don't..." Rong Yue supported the wall with one hand, and clasped the gap at the hinge of the door with the other. As the thrust gradually increased, her arms and fingers began to tremble.

[Don't do things that break the order. ]

The voice began to repeat again: [Don't do things that disrupt order...]

again and again.

Rong Yue's whole body was pushed against the door frame, and dazzling blood gradually dripped out of her white dress robe.

The finger was pressed by the crack of the door to create a deep wound, which was cut with unscientific force at a blunt blunt angle, and blood flowed down the door frame.

The internal organs were squeezed, Rong Yue gradually felt suffocated, and salty blood gushed out of her mouth uncontrollably.

"My lord, why don't you go in?"

The feeling of dying lasted only for a moment.Rong Yue only felt a sharp pain, her eyes went dark, and when she opened her eyes again, her feet had already stepped on the ground of the temple.

The door behind him closed slowly, and the glaring pool of blood on the ground gradually disappeared.

And the severe pain in his body was only a slight throbbing pain.

The voice seemed to only want him in, and disappeared without a trace.Rong Yue stood expressionlessly for a while, strode towards her bedroom, didn't even bother to change her clothes, and fell asleep exhausted.

There is still a chance.

He will wait patiently for that much-anticipated moment.

***

"The temple is open!"

With an exclamation, the carpet outlined by magic rolled out from under his feet.

The celebration is about to begin. This is the super-large event that "Star-Moon Era" will return after three months. A new skill at level [-]—Oracle.

A few years ago, Rong Yue had also seen such a big scene.The game players were crowded together, eager to squeeze into the stack of arhats, just to see what new clothes the beautiful Pope is wearing for the first time.

Today's Rong Yue obviously won't disappoint, the holy white dress has hollows on the neckline and the back blades, a pair of transparent wings shining with a golden powder halo flutters from time to time, sprinkled golden powder.

Flowers, doves, bell towers.enthusiastic player.

Everywhere is clean and beautiful, shining with dreamy brilliance.

Savage is not like that.

The jungle is full of dangers, and it is troublesome to take a bath. Even if the girl with the best craftsmanship cuts and makes clothes, it is not worth the ordinary clothes dropped by a mob in this world.

Even now it's even worse, for the imminent crisis, they tore down the lampposts, erected spikes on the fence, the things they made in a hurry are not beautiful at all, the most beautiful and fashionable Douhua is just a black Thin average girl.

But Rongyue still likes it there, where everyone likes him, not the always smiling "Pope" who is not even allowed to make a move.

He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and clenched his fists secretly.

"Dear friends..."

He wants to go back.

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