Chapter 137: Western Fantasy 02: Waiting for the Rabbit
Thousands of ripples were stirred up in the narrow and perfectly inward-curved arc.
Along with this comes an inexplicable desire for other parts of the body to be touched as well.
The places that come into contact with and rub against clothes are extremely sensitive, not to mention the skin exposed to the air. It can be described as an unspeakable, torturous, yet purgatory-like punishment.
"Hmm..." Her cheeks, pale as porcelain, were instantly stained with a sickly blush. Her tightly clenched teeth couldn't suppress the involuntary reaction in her throat, letting out a shameful cry of disobedience to her master.
Then, as if he had been forced to drink a lot of wine from the tavern, the whole person, or rather the frail half-demon boy, felt an indescribable numbness all over his body. His knees unconsciously pressed together, and he almost collapsed like noodles.
Although curled up in a corner with low presence.
But after all, the market is bustling with people, not to mention the traffic, but also pedestrians passing by one after another.
Some people, like him, wish to wrap themselves up tightly and have no contact with the outside world, while others are not afraid at all, and it is not known whether they have something to rely on. They reveal features that show their identity, and their gazes are very aggressive.
Seeing that his abnormality was about to attract some people's attention, fortunately, Lu Huai, as the controller of his body, still had amazing willpower.
That’s why I wasn’t “murdered” to the shameful extent by this shameful statement about my body.
"Damn...what kind of rotten physique is this."
Lu Huai felt really uncomfortable with this indescribable feeling, and the physiological feedback also confirmed that the situation was not very good at the moment: his eyes were not only filled with tears, but also with liquid swirling in his eye sockets, and tears hung on his long eyelashes like dew on flower petals in the morning.
The most terrifying thing is that countless nerves are connected with the lower abdomen, transmitting the annoying desire to be hugged and occupied, which makes people's nerves always tense, for fear that they will become slaves to impulse if they are not careful.
But he also knew that he would have to get used to this body until the mission was completed. No matter how awkward the situation was, he still had to adapt. So he just complained about it and continued to explore the plot.
"It's okay, keep talking, I can do it."
"Okay Huaihuai."
0359 Looking at Lu Huai's forbearing expression, he felt very uncomfortable and quickly accelerated the pace of analysis:
"'You' are an undercover agent, chosen by the Dark God to infiltrate the selection process for the emissaries of the Temple of Light."
"Because of the incompleteness of my bloodline, my magic power is low, and I haven't inherited the techniques engraved in my ancestors' innate memories. It's difficult for me to control the succubus's surging desires.
This, then, became 'you''s weakness, becoming a pawn of the Dark God. He saw your potential and had you infiltrate the Temple of Light, disguised as a devout believer. Thus, you were manipulated step by step into the abyss, surviving amidst deception and conspiracy.
Lu Huai finally got used to the waves of bad impulses that surged up. He tried his best to restrain himself and calm himself down. The peach-shaped tail that was so energetic just now shrank back and calmed down.
He took a deep breath, inhaled very slowly, then exhaled, and finally joined in the discussion of the plot.
"So the original protagonist is Jon?"
"He is on the side of the God of Light."
"That's right! The second male lead and the protagonist are on opposite sides of the spectrum. Perhaps due to this worldview, the stock with the highest support rate is the god, and the god of light, whose power of faith is the strongest and purest on this entire continent.
The second male lead is not only a fake believer, but also tries to steal the person he likes from her. Add to that the other bad peach blossoms that are rampant, and it's sure to end badly for him."
After receiving a firm reply from 0359, and in the battle against his physiology, Lu Huai seemed to have found his rhythm again. Looking down, he noticed that the extra body parts tried to repeat the same trick but were beaten back and wilted. The sense of regaining control made the corners of his mouth slightly raise.
"Then according to this trend, 'I' am the victim pushed to the front in this game, the second male lead is a fake God's favored one, and he is severely punished in the end, and Jon is the redemption of everything."
"It's just that 'I' had a relationship with him, and it left some indelible marks on him. Anyway, it's also about attacking the top, right?"
0359's small eyes were almost full of stars of longing. The hamster had a short neck and nodded madly, which looked quite devilish. But when he looked at Lu Huai's abnormally red face and thought of the embarrassing situation faced by the host, the whole hamster suddenly felt unwell.
He was about to speak but stopped, and after a while he said, "Huai Huai, I'm sorry!"
It was useless. It gave Lu Huai the mission of this world without understanding the situation clearly, and ended up messing up the most rational and peaceful host...
As old partners, when Lu Huai was not overwhelmed by the sudden wave of enthusiasm and unable to think, he naturally took extra care of the emotions of his little Tongzi.
"Ouch! Stop being sorry all the time."
A warm feeling surged in Lu Huai's heart, wet and hot, spreading from his throat to his chest, softening it.
It would be a lie to say that I don't complain about the current situation, but this is not 0359's responsibility, but it takes it all on itself. It is really a stupid system that only cares about me.
Lu Huai held the Huazhishu system in his palm and gently stroked the hair on its head with his fingertips: "It's okay, you have to get used to it. Look! Didn't I get over it quickly? Xiaojiu, we made a promise to always believe in "I can do it"~"
"Woooooooooo, you're the best host in the world!"
0359 was like water, and it melted in Lu Huai's hands.
Lu Huai looked at it gently until 0359 got up embarrassedly and muttered consciously: "Huai Huai, stop looking at me like that. I'm so embarrassed. Let's go and do the mission quickly."
"Great! This time we can use that new feature that lets us observe the world's movements, right? Xiaojiu, why don't we open one?"
"Of course you can! But it seems to cost 500 points each time."
"It's okay! Use it!"
Lu Huai had long been tired of the rush of chasing after the plot. Although he had to spend points, his work in the company was about to be completely finished. Why should he care so much?
Following the projection from almost a God's perspective, Lu Huai successfully found his way home.
——The original body had a small house in this world. Although the conditions were very poor and it could only barely shelter him from the wind and rain, for him, it had to be said that it was already a good result.
In the continent where the God of Light still holds his divine might, as a product of a one-night stand amidst the decadence and debauchery, a half-blood with inferior abilities, he faced the dilemma of being abandoned by his parents very early on.
Lu Huai felt quite emotional. Perhaps it was because he had experienced the doomsday world where the strong prey on the weak. He understood that in a world where strength was paramount and there was no emotion as a bond, no one would want such a burden.
Fortunately, when he was a baby, wrapped in a torn sheet and abandoned on the cold street in winter, there were kind human foster parents who came earlier than freezing to death or becoming food for predators.
Although they were poor, they did not despise Lu Huai because he was different from ordinary people. They tolerated his weakness, sensitivity and inferiority. Even his increasingly eye-catching appearance as the half-demon grew older was not regarded as a disaster by them. They even taught him to hide himself and survive by picking up and selling medicinal herbs.
This is also one of the few beautiful things in the second male lead's life and the driving force that supports him in his struggle for survival.
But then everything was destroyed in a fierce battle between humans and demons - not even a large-scale one, just a fight for resources, which escalated between racial feuds.
There were countless riots like this in the city, but he never thought that one day he would become the victim in the story.
He lost his house and family, and was left alone to escape in a panic.
So Lu Huai left this sad place and settled down in Talo Town at the foot of the mountain. With the little money he had, he built a small nest of his own with his craft that could only bring him a meager income.
But this place wasn't entirely peaceful, just like the restlessness in his body, which required him to go to the black market to buy some sedatives that only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. This time, he encountered a less-than-ideal situation—the seller had fled to avoid his enemies, and he was forced to deal with drunken orcs.
0359 looked at the server and asked, "It's been two days since it was launched, why are you still making so much noise?"
Lu Huai looked at a group of players who were incompatible with this continent in terms of their expressions and ways of dealing with people. They were jumping up and down exploring like curious monkeys, and there was a kind of beauty of fragmentation.
No wonder the world consciousness would keenly exclude them... The protagonist, that is, the tiny dot in Lu Huai and 03's vision, became the only
As night fell, Jon successfully completed the mission in the Novice Village and began to explore the next area.
Little did he know that his every move had been secretly watched by two people not far away, or rather a man and a rat, who were just waiting for this plot point that would leave a trace.
However, the protagonist's exploration also encountered obstacles - the endless Klabata Mountains that stretched before his eyes were like a winding snake-like giant beast, resting silently in the night, dormant and waiting to break out of the ground.
Especially at this moment, the weather was not good. The sky that had been holding the rain seemed to have leaked, and it was pouring everything out wantonly.
The heavy rain fell like waves, slanting down, as dense as a curtain, forming a rain wall with countless diagonal lines.
The soil under my feet was watered into a thick paste, melting like sugar - every step I took was followed by sticky and slippery footprints under my leather boots.
If this kind of plot point is not particularly important at first sight, the main system will not be so kind as to prompt all the nodes in detail.
It can only be controlled by Lu Huai and 0359 themselves.
But they knew that even if they could redeem their points for a "probe" (operational observer), it wouldn't last forever without a cooldown. Furthermore, the world was vast, and knowing the original protagonist was nearby was rare, so they naturally had to seize the opportunity to use it first.
After all, the plot clearly states [Jon occasionally thinks of the thin, pale young man he met before arriving in Central China—the first alien whose name he remembered.]
Lu Huai had originally planned to hold an umbrella to complete the scene, but after thinking about how he described himself as "disheveled" and "as if the wind would blow away," he steeled his resolve and stepped out into the rain, feeling the stitches slanting across his skin.
But when he looked around, there seemed to be no one who fit the description of the protagonist.
Lu Huai naturally wouldn't stand there stupidly waiting for someone to come. He folded his arms to preserve his body temperature, then stood under the half-open orange-brown roof of the closed shop, waiting for someone to come.
The bad weather also made it difficult for Jon, who was immersed in the extremely realistic game experience that made it almost impossible for him to distinguish between truth and falsehood, to even start playing it all night long.
I could only say goodbye in disappointment to my ideal of traveling all night from the northwest continent to the main battlefield of the world's main line - the Royal City of Som.
He didn't know someone was waiting for him.
Jon walked slowly, alone for a long time, and seemed not to see other players coming out of the Novice Village like him. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable loneliness.
This feeling was particularly prominent in this vast world, with the heavy rain hitting the back of my hands and causing them to hurt.
He could only try to find some humor in the situation and said, "Even though it's terrible right now, man, this game is pretty realistic. Even the weather changes in just a few steps, and the details are completely maxed out."
But seeing that the original plan could not be carried out, he had to rest for a while and spend the night in the town of Talo at the foot of the mountain.
Jon was not too anxious.
He was not so anxious to get ahead of everyone else as soon as the game was launched. He thought it would be nice to experience life for a while, even if it was necessary just to avoid the rain, so he simply walked into this border town.
After all, it is a chaotic neutral area in the game plot. Among the passers-by of all kinds, there are ordinary humans and those with very obvious alien characteristics.
Even when they saw him staring at them intently, as if he had discovered a new continent, they would react in various ways: some would shrink back and avert his gaze, while others would wave their fists as if they were about to hit someone.
Jon slipped away without hesitation when the conflict was about to break out, hiding his achievements and fame.
This experience is both novel and interesting.
But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore.
I introduced the show passionately, but there was no response from the livestream. At first, I was wondering if I hadn't performed well enough to end up in such a dejected state.
But soon Jon realized something was wrong.
It was too quiet... I opened the interface in a panic, only to find that the part showing the signal was marked with a shocking red cross.
I hurriedly clicked on the game exit, only to find that the number of logged-in users had dropped to "0" and the current status was "under maintenance".
Thinking that there was a problem with the star network and the original link was disconnected, Jon frantically clicked the gray button, but everything was quiet and nothing changed.
"? What's going on? I must be dreaming!"
He could only try to comfort himself, thinking it must be a glitch, and that he could just immerse himself in the game for a while, just to experience life. At least the main game panel was still usable.
I received the newbie gift pack and was in a good mood. I looked at the new traveler's suit with curiosity and it fit me perfectly.
Jon touched his rumbling stomach and wanted to buy some food with some "Banu", the common currency of the continent, but he found that his total net worth was not enough to buy a few pieces of white bread.
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