"NPCs have many ways to enter the Lord's World, and even just a red rose is enough." Su Ming'an said calmly. He found it interesting - from his perspective, he was a player, and Xiao Su was an NPC simulated by the Disciple Game. But from Xiao Su's perspective, Xiao Su was the player, and Su Ming'an was the overly powerful NPC in the dungeon.
Their positioning is interchangeable in each other's perspective, and they all believe that their own perspective is correct.
"Red roses? What does that mean?" Xiao Su didn't understand.
"It's unspeakable." Su Mingan became a riddler. If the disciple game goes against the routine, it's best not to form a fixed mindset.
Xiao Su stared at Su Ming'an, and Su Ming'an saw what Xiao Su was thinking - Xiao Su hated the Riddler.
Question, understand, become.
"I felt strange before. It's clearly a doomsday instance, but there are Dragon King, Elf King, Lord of the Undead... People who don't fit in with the painting style." Xiao Su said seriously: "I am willing to believe that you are the lighthouse, and it is also pleasant to talk to you. But I still want to ask - are you a bug in the world game?"
...bug?
Su Mingan thought for a moment and said, "You can understand it this way. We are much stronger than you."
Xiao Su nodded: "I want to be your ally."
Su Mingan: “…Okay.”
He now realized that there was only a six-month age difference between them, but it seemed like several lifetimes. He could clearly understand Xiao Su's every move, and even figure out what Xiao Su was thinking at every moment. But when Xiao Su looked at him, she looked at a complete stranger.
A person... whose name is not "Su Mingan".
What on earth has a person experienced to become so different from himself half a year ago, that even when they meet, they feel completely unfamiliar with each other?
Xiao Su is obviously him, so why can he show such a lively expression? Why is Xiao Su's smile so strange? Why do they look the same on the surface, complete and lively, but he feels that his heart is almost empty?
When Xiao Su closed her eyes, she could see a bright future and the wish that they could go home together.
When Su Mingan closed his eyes, what he saw were hundreds of thousands and billions of... graves all over the mountains and plains.
It was black and white, not color.
Silent and solemn, not young and beautiful.
"No matter why you NPCs appear in the dungeon, my only wish is to complete the dungeon perfectly. Since our perfect completion does not conflict with each other, I hope to achieve a win-win situation with you." Xiao Su stroked his chest and said.
"...Okay." Su Ming'an shook Xiao Su's hand. Although their palms were about the same size, he felt like he was holding a tiny shadow.
Only then did he realize that he had already been quite strong from the beginning. In a chess game where the average combat power was 4,000 to 5,000, Xiao Su, who only had a combat power of 100 to 200, actually got 7 pages.
Luck, emotional intelligence, and IQ are all essential.
Su Mingan gave Xiao Su some instructions. After sending Xiao Su to a deserted place, Su Mingan left.
…
After returning to Samanthi University, the Fun Devil was very kind and teleported him directly to a single dormitory.
He felt a strong sense of sleepiness. He had not slept since entering the dungeon.
Falling on the bed, Su Mingan quickly fell asleep.
…
In front of me is an exquisite dessert table.
Su Mingan didn't expect that he would dream about eating dessert when he fell asleep.
The caramel pudding was an attractive brown-yellow color, the coffee had a slight milky aroma, and three sugar cubes were precipitated in the cup. A purple-gold round plate with a double happiness magpie in spring was placed on it, and the rainbow-colored macarons next to it were lined up in a row, with bright colors.
The arrangement is extremely exquisite yet ingenious, and it shows that the host of the teahouse has good taste.
Su Mingan sensed that there was someone sitting across from the table.
The man lazily leaned on the chair, his legs resting on a small round stool, one hand resting his chin on the table, the other hand holding a book, as if he was reading with his eyes downcast. His purple hair, flowing like a sea of stars, slid down his back, his slightly long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelids were white and moist.
The wisteria flowers along the windowsill fell on his shoulders, like flowers adorning his hair.
"...Hmm?" Seeing Su Mingan appear, the young man closed his book, his eyelids drooped, and he looked over lazily. There was a pair of slightly curled magpie wings on his temples, hidden between his thick purple hair. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly gorgeous, but not without edges. There was a slight gray under his eyes, and his lips were extremely pale, as if they were bloodless:
"You finally went to bed, Mr. Lighthouse."
"......?" Su Mingan could feel that he was dreaming, but he was conscious.
"I thought I could chat with you on the first night, but I didn't expect you to go to bed on the third day..." The young man yawned, his eyes curved, and a faint blush rose at the corners of his eyes: "I invited you to my dream because I wanted to play a game with you."
Su Mingan looked at the purple-haired young man in front of him. This young man was one of the most handsome men he had ever seen. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to be painted with ink, and the corners of his eyes were added with a few strokes of bright red and blue-gray, like the color of a magpie. However, his eyelids were always drooping, and his lips were very pale, which made his golden eyes less sharp.
The young man only looked at people with half an eye, not knowing whether to say he was lazy or arrogant. For this great artist of Lovasa, the most spiritual creator in ten thousand years, perhaps he did have the capital to do so.
"...Si Que Olivers." Su Ming'an used an affirmative sentence.
"Well. You're smart. You asked me who I am without even opening your mouth." The purple-haired young man opened the book again, holding his chin with one hand, and said lazily:
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