Chapter 145 Western Fantasy 10 "Interesting"
Then he couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating smile.
Lu Huai, why are you being so sentimental?
It's just an illusion. Didn't you hear Seno emphasize the mission again just now?
It's just mutual use. In fact, you are just an insignificant toy in his thousands of years. When he finds that supporting a weak undercover like him is useless, he will shake his head and kick you away.
Besides...friends are a luxury. Jon's arrival was already a pleasant surprise, so how could there be another opportunity like this?
He is not a lucky man.
In fact, Lu Huai vaguely felt the discomfort in the words that the god added later.
But he no longer trusted his own judgment; his confidence had long since vanished.
Memories flooded back, carrying with them everything from the past. Lu Huai thought to himself, how despicable he was. He hadn't even given Qiao En the correct answer to the question of making friends.
——When he was a child, the person he thought was his friend suddenly pulled down his pants without any warning during a playful match, and refused to give up no matter how he struggled.
Until he pointed at his unusual tail and made exaggerated lip movements.
Narrow, non-rounded earlobes are a characteristic of many alien races, but a heart-shaped tail is not.
Their jokes were meant to be humiliating, because Lu Huai came from a poor family but looked like an angel in a propaganda poster, soft and pretty, with a slender figure like a little girl.
After discovering he was a succubus, she became even more unscrupulous. Her words pierced Lu Huai's flesh like needles, and her heart-shaped tail was noticed and touched by others. She even indulged in such feelings...
So Lu Huai was grateful to Seno for this, because he hated everything that went against his will.
It was pouring rain that day. He ran back home soaked to the skin. It was hard to tell whether the water on his face and body was rain or tears.
So every time I think of it, I can't feel any strong emotions, but only a sticky, damp, and perhaps moldy feeling.
Afterwards, his mother hugged him in panic and said, "Lu, you must protect yourself."
The arms were wrapped around him very tightly, a hug that was almost desperate because of the fear of losing, and Lu Huai also hugged her back tightly, his thin shoulders trembling with excessive devotion.
A tear flowed down as Lu Huai moved, dripping onto the back of Mrs. Kana's hand.
The woman wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with her hands and sighed. The warm human body temperature melted the coldness of the liquid.
"Lu, promise me that you won't let anyone else discover your identity."
"Dad and I are really worried about you."
"good."
Along with those teachings, there was also the black cloak that was firmly fastened on his body.
Lu Huai also envied his peers who could wear all kinds of bright clothes, but when he thought of their past teachings, he silently withdrew the request he wanted to make to his parents.
It was a coincidence.
The Kana couple were both believers in light, yet they were soft-hearted enough to adopt a creature of darkness like him. This was probably something that could only happen in the relaxed environment of the Western Continent. I wonder what happened to them in heaven...
"You only have yourself."
"Don't put your hopes on other people."
Lu Huai heard his bleeding heart speaking.
"Candidate No. 1081, Lu Huai, please collect your clothes, armband, and reporting materials."
The temple staff were extremely efficient. In front of me was a female priestess wearing grey-framed glasses. Her long hair was tied up and pinned behind her head, without a single strand of hair hanging loose. She looked exceptionally capable and dashing.
The priestess looks to be between 30 and 40 years old, but all races in this world generally live longer, so she may actually be older than her appearance.
Just as Qiao En patted Lu Huai to bring his wandering thoughts back, Lu Huai saw a neatly stacked stack of materials being presented in front of him.
Lu Huai subconsciously glanced at the name tag on the other person's left chest, which read "Vasya Korada".
"Is the inspection correct?" she asked Lu Huai for confirmation.
"Yes." Lu Huai replied.
There was a clear list in the announcement section. Lu Huai had read it while waiting, and it came in handy now.
With Jon beside him helping with inventory, he was naturally extremely efficient.
After the two of them checked, each of them carried a stack and returned to their residence without any delay. On the way, they received countless envious or jealous glances from people who were still in the square.
After returning, the Golden Crow had gradually sunk towards the distant mountains.
Jon finally decided to spend a lot of money on a sumptuous meal to celebrate today's harvest, so the shop assistants looked at them with a lot warmer eyes today.
Through Lu Huai's vision, he saw fish and shrimp on the table, and the meat was cooked to perfection. 0359, who already had a sharp tongue, complained, "Wow, that's strange! I finally decided not to eat dry white rice."
"The sun rises from the west? It's not even Chinese New Year, and the protagonist is willing to be plucked by this stingy guy?"
Lu Huai replied while chewing rice in small sips, shattering the system's newly formed impression of someone with new respect:
"Xiaojiu, you forgot. After this plot point, Jon should have received the reward for the first stage of the job change quest."
"When you have more money in your pocket, you won't be so stingy when it comes to spending."
As a good friend who had no idea that his friend was tickling him underneath his calm and beautiful appearance, Jon only ate a few bites and then held his chin with his hand, watching the black-haired boy opposite him eating slowly. He thought the boy looked more and more adorable the more he looked at him.
It's nothing special, it's just a feast for the eyes. Seeing Lu Huai eat his fill is a special treat.
But as Jon watched, he frowned.
The boy's chin is too pointed, and his neck and shoulders are bony. Although he looks sickly and delicate, he is not healthy.
"I'll have to take care of it more in the future," he said to himself.
In fact, Lu Huai really wronged Jon this time. After he changed his career, the entry qualification task was postponed to the selection into the Cavaliers, so now he only has the hard-earned money from completing tasks.
There is still one month left before reporting to the Belward School of Magic in Yatto, and you can make your own arrangements.
So during this period, with guidance, the lives of the two people gradually began to become regular.
In addition to Jon's usual busyness, Lu Huai and Jon practiced together the basic physical skills and elemental perception found in the "bookstore".
What happened was that Jon tried it and found that the game system did have some warmth.
For example, bug materials such as changing qualifications or resurrecting the dead are not allowed to be used by people other than players, but small blue bottles and small red bottles, these cheap and large consumable items can be used.
Including food, drinks, and some clothes below purple quality can be shared with NPCs.
Then he had to give the money he earned by working hard to live such a "fulfilling" life every day to his son Lu Huai to enjoy, so he also tried to learn the basic skill books he got in exchange.
After surprisingly proving that the words in the book would not disappear inexplicably, Lu Huai even demonstrated his extraordinary intelligence with his extraordinary understanding. Many of the differences between Jon as a visitor from another world were suddenly revealed to him after his explanation.
But the annoying thing is that you still need to complete tasks to gain experience to increase your level.
So Lu Huai was practicing well, but he was confused when he saw Jon finish his studies. However, he was still like a perpetual motion machine that never knew how to rest, running around in the city of Emerel from six in the morning to seven in the evening, and even cultivated countless aliases.
——This can be seen from the greetings from people from completely different industries when the other party gives him a rare day off and the two of them go shopping together.
The previous moment, Aunt Hong, the owner of the spirit pet shop, was smiling and thanking the elves for helping her find her dog Rabbi who had been missing for a while. The next moment, the fairy clerk of the tailor shop awarded them a banner that read "Enthusiastic Citizens".
Lu Huai was stunned at first, but as he walked along, he got used to it and even accepted it and joined in their group photo.
0359 was also amazed: "No wonder he can succeed. He stays up all night to queue up for his part-time job the next day. He is the chosen 996 holy body. The Lord God would probably drool when he saw him..."
Lu Huai was slacking off at the moment, but the next second after he secretly replied to 0359, he heard the alarm "bibi——" [Warning, System 0359 and its host Lu Huai are prohibited from discussing company matters without authorization]
"Sure enough..." The speed of sealing the mouth was much faster than solving the problem. The projection figure in Lu Huai's consciousness space shrugged.
The little system of Flowery Mouse couldn't help but roll its eyes wisely, "Huai Huai, I'm really impressed."
However, the beautiful host thought about what it had just said, and felt that it made more and more sense, and smiled particularly brightly:
"It's alright, we're all going to retire. But Comrade Jon in this world does fit the profile of the talent that one is eager to include."
"But after all this time, I've only seen Senor. Is the God of Light called Lance? I feel like at this rate, I'm still a long way from him."
Lu Huai was indeed somewhat curious about this protagonist who only existed as a sculpture.
"The gap between humans and gods is truly as vast as a chasm."
He murmured, but found that 0359, who was lively and active just now, suddenly became silent as if the mute button was pressed.
His intuition told him that something must have happened. Lu Huai looked around curiously, but didn't feel anything different.
Except... He suddenly wanted to sneeze, as if he felt that he was being spied on by an indescribable existence, and there was a tremor from the bottom of his heart.
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Above thousands of mountains, high in the clouds.
The white mist faded away, revealing a distant and vast lake, which was said to be connected to the holy pool of the Temple of Light in the human world.
Behind the holy pool is a magnificent palace loved by all light, where lives the great God, the creator of all things.
Unbeknownst to the devout believers, their god had begun to tire of this tedious life of confinement day after day. His once pure divine nature had gradually become tainted, becoming covered in black markings and imbued with a ghostly aura.
No one knew that the Seno that made them grit their teeth was actually the product of Lance's split. Only a few people who saw it kept it a secret and kept it strictly confidential, letting the root of the unrest rot in the ground.
It’s not necessarily because their faith is the purest, but more because at this position, power, glory, and even their own flesh and blood grow in the soil of light and blessing.
They all know that faith cannot collapse.
Lance once again used his divine power to repair the abnormality on the side of his face, but the feeling was so terrible that he really didn't like it.
As the creator god of this world when it was in chaos, he was conceived in a gray fog.
An old voice called "World Consciousness" accompanied him from the beginning to watching the continent gradually prosper.
Similarly, Lance also knew that a group of ants were trying to break through the barrier and steal the energy of the continent.
He watched coldly as they died, were resurrected, and died again like clowns for a deal worth little money.
But we are also aware of the harm of allowing these people who will do anything to achieve their goals to continue to ferment.
So finally, peel them off completely.
However, when he was about to remove the last bit of filth, the world consciousness stopped him.
"Yilan, while Senor still doesn't know you've been corrupted, you need an agent who can walk in the netherworld."
"While you are unable to show up, defend the light's rule over the entire continent."
"Agent?"
A sound that encompasses all the words related to beauty in the world rang out, and it seemed particularly clear in the empty palace made of white jade pillars.
"Is this related to the visitors from another world?"
Lance opened his mouth to question, but heard the helplessness in the voice after a long sigh.
"Everything that rises to the top must inevitably decline, and this is irreversible. This power from a different dimension may be able to reverse the outcome."
Lance did not agree with such an attempt to divert conflicts, and he did not trust other people, even though these were his creations that he had poured his heart and soul into.
"Thanks for the tip, but I don't need it."
His words were polite and distant, but his calm emotions made the world consciousness that had been with him for countless days and nights understand that this god was angry.
"It's okay, it's just a suggestion, Yilan, don't take it to heart."
"However, they are all excellent talents selected by the temple. Even if it's not for this matter, you can still take a look."
Lance waved his hand, showing no interest.
But the world consciousness has already fiddled with the chaotic fragments unilaterally, and finally pieced together a mirror that does not look beautiful.
"There are plans in the dark. Even you and I cannot interfere with who will be the true future star—"
As the tone of the world consciousness stretched out, two figures gradually became clearer and clearer as reflected in the mirror. However, it seemed that even with the accuracy of the spirit of the light element, it was unable to determine which one was the so-called most favored one, and finally it stopped there in despair.
"Let us take a look at the rising stars of this continent, the pillars of the future."
Lance looked over helplessly, knowing that this rogue world consciousness would not give up until he got any result from this act.
The first thing I noticed was the blond young man who was saying this with great enthusiasm.
Bright blue eyes, shining pure golden curly hair, delicate and handsome face, there is almost no part of him that the old friend of the light element would not love.
Lance touched the shimmer in his palm: "After all these years, your aesthetics remain the same."
But he saw another person - a "human" who did not have any of the appearance characteristics of someone with an affinity for light elements, and seemed to have noticed that he was being watched strangely, and looked up in his direction.
That's interesting.
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