Chapter 75

Late at night, Tao Zheng, who had just finished his homework, was browsing the analysis posts and waiting for updates. After a while, he opened the curtain and said to the person opposite him:

"Are you still awake? You have class tomorrow morning, Ms. Dan."

The roommate who was caught at the forum activity poked his head out from under the covers, and the light from his cell phone screen immediately illuminated most of his face in a sinister way.

"Let me have one bite, just one bite...my CP's main course!" The roommate who was calmer than Tao Zheng said faintly, like a cold evil spirit stating an obsession. At the end of his speech, he took a deep breath, his eyes fixed as if they were burning.

“…”

——Look, look, after taking anti-color drugs for a week, what has happened to the child? Tao Zheng was heartbroken.

Counting from the cover page of Chapter 17 that was updated on the day I was on the bus back home from the holiday, Mr. Niebu’s appearances have actually been sporadic, and probably don’t add up to more than 20 pages. However, he is an indispensable part of the sensation, as reflected in the discussions among readers in the comics and in real life.

Some people care about his facial features that resemble Su Mei and his eye color that is exactly the same as Xiao Man's mother. Some people care about his attitude towards Xiao Man. Some people are concerned about the completeness of the plot and are sorting out what impact his actions on the Seven Cities or the entire beast tribe will have in the future. There is also a group of people... who are messing with the relationship between several new characters with a terrifying momentum. Although on the surface, they are speculating and guessing, but the matter of turning right after three minutes is known to everyone.

Tao Zheng's dear roommate was also among them. She had previously been indifferent to the evil group, with whom she had a close relationship, had already met, and had always been fighting. However, after watching last week's update, out of her love for Amara, a character with a cold personality, she quickly joined the base camp of netizens who thought that the relationship between Monster and Templar Sword was very interesting, and resolutely went against the trend of the forum of the evil group's married and Templar Sword's seriously injured and distressed literature.

During a break in playing badminton after school, the roommate briefly revealed his real motive to Tao Zheng: "I support this group mainly because I think Niebu can beat him badly."

Tao Zheng said: My roommate is indeed a strong woman who I can lean on. The more steadfast and difficult the character is, the more excited I am. Amara, you have offended her and you have offended a nail in the coffin! I have long seen that some of the intense, deep and indescribable dark things in the comics forum are the work of her trumpet, but I just didn't point it out. Don't underestimate the tacit understanding of friendship.

Amidst the agony and anticipation, the manga's 22nd chapter was released on time.

The last time the cover page of the modern setting not only gave Niebu an early appearance in the form of a back view, but also made Tao Zheng pick up the badminton sport that he had not played for a few days when he was a child, and he has persisted in it until now. This time, Amara's specific identity was given as expected.

Wearing a white short windbreaker, with shoulder-length gray hair tied into a small tuft, and wearing glasses, he looks so serious that his mere presence can instantly silence the students. He stands tall at the edge of the playground, supervising the students practicing high jump...the physical education teacher.

Behind him, there was Sanni, who was enjoying the treatment of sitting on a chair under an umbrella with his back straight, dressed simply and smiling, and his friend who was wearing sunglasses and had an equally cold expression; and Lielie, who was drinking juice in the shade next to his mother-in-law with a towel around his neck.

[Sports is serious but it’s so funny oh my god]

[(Walks onto the podium) The PE teacher is sick! (Holding back laughter)]

[He may not be a PE teacher. Look, he doesn't even have a soul whistle. He may be the class teacher before the sports meet.]

[The head teacher is right. He and the undead (secondary subject) are irreconcilable...]

[Having said that, I can already imagine him going to Lasi to ask for lessons, with that ultimatum look on his face.]

The barrage and atmosphere were very funny. Tao Tzheng stared at the picture of Amara standing still under the scorching sun on the cover page and laughed for a long time.

"Old Man, what do you think?" She deliberately consulted her roommate.

"Equipment Room.avi"

"……OK."

Tao Zheng opened the updated version and the first thing he saw was the Winged Clan walking alone on the road, with the distinctive outline of the Bronze City falling behind him.

Then he did not go to Flora City, but turned and headed towards a seemingly deserted direction.

A bright sunny day and a lush field of various plants and trees suddenly spread out in the comic. The viewer feels that the hot wind is about to burn their faces, but Amara, who is in the middle of it, does not seem to feel the heat at all and moves forward calmly.

Soon, he successfully found this tribe of lions that had formed their own society outside the city, and proposed to compete with their leader.

[What? He was also raised by the bishop aunt! Suddenly so cute]

[Sister is so good at talking, a falcon with its wings tied, slurp slurp]

[Is it the kindness of the church that has brought him up that has bound him and prevented him from being free, or is it something else? Slurp slurp]

[It turns out that my bishop aunt and my mother-in-law are acquaintances. It’s a small world.]

[It actually makes sense. It's normal for the best beasts to have friendships with each other.]

[At this age, he still speaks in a very serious and straightforward manner. I want to fuck him even more! ]

[So this is what happened to the Lion boy… He seems to have dyed his hair because he admired his teacher so much]

The barrage of comments were casually discussing, and suddenly exploded when they saw Lielie who had not appeared for a long time.

Tao Zheng looked at Lielie and asked Amara doubtfully whether they had met before, and thought of several possibilities in an instant.

The bullet comments on the computer screen also care about this sentence.

[What does Liebao mean? When she went out, besides her opponent, she only knew Zai and Beilu, right? ]

[Does it mean that Amara looks a lot like Xiaoman? ]

[It's okay. Maybe I just got the wrong impression of the lion brother. There are always similarities between the master and the apprentice.]

Fortunately, after Amara answered that she had never seen it, Lielie did not pursue the matter further. The two who stayed behind chatted casually for a few words and then started to compete with each other.

Even though the weapon is a wooden sword, the powerful and smooth framing during the battle still makes people believe that this crude, fragile and soft weapon is deadly enough in their hands.

Neither the Templar Sword nor the Lion Warrior are talkative characters, and even the psychological descriptions are brief and concise, so that the battle is not interrupted by any unnecessary nonsense, and the rhythm is not interrupted. It is just enough but enjoyable.

The result was that Amara won by a narrow margin thanks to her agility.

"Although you are younger than me, you must have experienced more dangerous battles." The old lion did not take the victory or defeat to heart, but said with some emotion.

Apart from a few bumps, she was not hurt at all. Readers can also tell from her experience that Amara was concerned about the stance of the Temple and was deliberately holding back. It was impossible for her to let a leader respected by a lion tribe bleed and be seriously injured here, so as not to bring any shadow to the Temple.

[It is a real treasure to have him in the temple]

Readers were lamenting the new character's completely opposite personality and style from some others, when the winner suddenly collapsed, barely able to hold himself up, and spit out blood.

【Wow, I was shocked】

[The monster did it, it must be a pinch, it must be a pinch! (Suddenly excited)]

[I am so sad to vomit blood. Oh, you have such a good battle-damaged high-speed entry collection folder...]

[Oh my god, the fastest promotion in history, the anti-color group is real! ]

[I'm so anxious to see how Nie Zong hurt him. I'll draw the whole thing. I don't lack traffic! ]

[The author's conspiracy is clear! The anti-color and evil groups are evenly matched and there is a fight to be had.]

[It’s too early to talk about this before (tea)]

Whether you choose to join us or not, you will be attracted by the increasingly complicated relationships. Tao Zheng turned the pages curiously.

The scene shifts from the hot fields to the art city that looks damp and slightly cool in the morning mist. Xiaoman chooses to leave quietly, bidding farewell to another city and the people she has met during this time.

Finally, she left a note for Chen Xing on the door and then left without looking back.

[You are so cool, kid! I like it (bushi)]

[In the previous episode, he just said don’t have evil thoughts and he went against his will. If he really leaves, he will beat himself to death (eyes move)]

[Indeed, Chen Xing has a tendency to commit suicide. After being abandoned, he is more likely to do this than just crying weakly! ]

[The kid didn't even let him join the Knife Collection Envelope... Pity Ai Chenxing, why is he not treated as well as the pink-haired sister?]

[Chen Xing: She came to my house to have afternoon tea, and came to Elly Ratna to borrow her brain, so I guess I am still more popular! ]

【Don't say it, it's even more pitiful.jpg】

Tao Zheng was feeling melancholy from what he had seen and recalled during this time, when the scene moved to a new place.

Someone who has been inseparable from Xiaoman's plot since his debut is wearing long dark black hair and a pair of evil horns, walking in a beautiful empty city that is the complete opposite of his image.

[Ah? This can't be Sero, I'm surprised, it's really so dreamy! ]

[In this place, there are two glowing angels with white feathers, and it doesn't feel out of place. They are actually transformed from Xingyuan? You are really good at it, Nie.]

[This furnace is consistent with his painting style, it feels good]

[Blue flame...similar to the wolf cub's. I suspect it is ( )

[What is Nie Zong doing? Can't he defeat the beastmen with his bare hands? ]

The drawing of the flesh and blood protected by the frozen shell used as forging material was not very clear, but Tao Zheng's expertise enabled her to tell at a glance that it was indeed a pile of fresh heart with blood vessels connected, basically the same as that of a human.

She shuddered silently. Seeing the dirty things on the dissection table was a completely different feeling than witnessing the same kind of flesh and blood being processed in piles like cargo elsewhere, at least for her.

"There's still a lot to go... Father, do you think we should try other raw materials?"

As the monster on the screen muttered to itself and listed several options, the readers were all upset.

[Princess-chan: Don’t come over here! ]

[Temple high-ranking official: Don’t come over here! ]

【Chen Xing: Don’t come over here! 】

The bullet screen and Yuan Qian's inner voice at the time were magically synchronized, but the readers did not know this.

Everyone just watched as Nie Bo found another random excuse to appear in front of Chen Xing.

[The boss is so scary]

[What is this? Evil thoughts, spreading among the crowd]

[The key point is that it was thrown into the Commercial City... The city lord there sent people to hunt down the kid.]

[You are right. The evil thoughts of the beastmen have brought trouble to my father. I will let them taste the consequences themselves.]

[On the contrary, Chen Xing, does he really not hate the beastmen at all? ]

"Don't you hate them? ... Just say it, it's okay."

Nirvana's words of temptation seemed to be interrogating the fragments of the Star God along with the bullet screen.

However, Chen Xing refused to follow his words and even pointed out his intention harshly.

[Good scolding! Even rabbits bite when they are angry. Hehehe, it is more fun.]

[Are you really not hiding a pair of bunny ears under your hair? Let me see! (Tip)]

[I respect you~~~tsk tsk, you just wanted to throw me to be burned as firewood]

Tao Zheng had just typed a few words about the evil thoughts group, and then he saw the next sentence was "at least let her see what they look like", and he couldn't help but imagine:

——So, he is not only similar in appearance, but also in purity, right? You see, he even remembered that Xiaoman wanted to travel and see the world! ! ! That’s why he didn’t destroy them first and left them for Xiaoman to see——! It must be like this, right! Little fox, little fox…

——No, who knows whether what he said is true or not? It is also possible that the first three cities are not that easy to deal with. Can you believe the words of the villain? As God, you can't be fooled!

Tao Zheng was torn between his conscience and his desires.

She turned another page and saw Xiaoman and Amara moving forward independently of each other in the horizontally elongated grid, through wind, frost, rain and snow, passing through the lonely long road and new ruins.

In the end, different paths lead to the same destination.

Amara, who didn't care about the scenery along the way, arrived at the commercial city first, met her adoptive mother and the so-called "cursed" members of the Xita family, and learned about the tragic death of the city lord and the successive misfortunes of his descendants.

【This transition is so cool! 】

[Both the bishop and her aunt think that Amara has a personality problem, and that she is the type of person who is too hard to break]

[The flag is raised high, and the saliva falls gently]

[But he was frightened by his aunt's pretentiousness and felt so cute that he wanted to touch her]

[The little golden bears are so cute when they gather together... Let's cook them all in the pot...]

[It seems that the nobles here are not water at all. The passers-by are all very good-looking. I am breaking the rules.]

Facts have proven that when the author wants to create a sudden situation, the reader with a God's perspective knows it one page earlier than the characters in the play.

The old man who had a close relationship with everyone stood in the center of the magic circle, and the pattern seemed familiar.

He changed into a heavier robe, still wearing the badge of the base of the Mithril City on his chest, and said goodbye to his colleagues with a frank smile. Finally, he said alone: ​​"Goodbye... Yolutina."

The half-blood nymph who looked like a swamp fairy raised her eyelids, looked back with her eyes stained with dragon blood, and smiled slightly: "Goodbye, Kansal."

...How can the old body of a pure living being be as tough as the strongest lich or Queen Calisse in her prime? She thought.

Goodbye, Kansal.

Yorutina lowered her eyes again.

[No!!! Don’t cut the cute old cat!!!]

[So sudden! Ugh]

[I’m already an old man, so even the base can be sacrificed casually as a consumable for the precognition spell t? That’s too rational.]

[It seems that the old man cat and Sister Green Green have had a past. Oops, I picked up a passerby CB again.]

This was a choice that had already been agreed upon, so no one showed much sadness. The spellcaster activated the spell cleanly, and after the familiar tremor dissipated, the old man fell to the ground and lost consciousness. A crystal rolled out from the old man's loosened palm and was picked up by the other hand.

"This is what Kansal foresaw. Let us see what has happened to our Father."

The aftermath of the spell that no one cared about was not dealt with and spread out from the Mithril City where the spell was operated. It did not affect the casters, but rushed straight into the neighboring Commercial City.

It was Amara who protected everything.

"...The madman from Baroa..." The middle-aged Winged Clan member whispered while holding the long sword, and at this moment he rarely showed an emotion close to anger.

[Something that doesn't exist has been erected]

[Although the caster is immoral again, thank them for letting me see the good things]

[Please, can you curse me a little more? I will do anything! ! ! ]

【Looking at it this way, it turns out that Lasi is a moral role model among its peers】

[Not only a moral role model, but also someone who has understood the universe and still pities the green grass and trees! ]

[“Not good at magic” refers to temporarily covering a city. He can’t really compete with Master Nie.]

[Although you can't transform without Golden Blood, it sounds like those who can transform can beat Nie Zong (]

[Where is the battle strength post! (Eat melon)]

Tao Zheng got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water. Seeing that the moon was already high in the sky, he looked up and said to his roommate, "Old Dan, although I know you are anxious, please don't be anxious..."

"But if I don't check the forum now, I will miss out on 100 million." My roommate sighed, "Life without hearing Amara curse people is like a bicycle handlebar without a basket of vegetables hanging. It's not meaningless, but some of my good qualities will be gone. People live for times like this!"

"..." Tao Zheng thought for a moment, expressed his understanding and handed over a bottle of coffee milk, "Then you can brush it, just don't stay up all night. Anyway, I will wake you up tomorrow morning."

"Thank you."