Chapter 136 Western Fantasy 01 "You are a mixed-race"
"Huai Huai..." 0359 seemed to have caught the host's struggle, forgetting the bug that his current skin could not fly according to the settings. He flapped his wings and tried to fly to Lu Huai's shoulder, but ended up with his eyes wide open and about to make close contact with the ground.
Fortunately, Lu Huai was not the kind of person who could not be pulled back even by ten oxen once he was lost in thought. When he noticed the wailing of the small system, he stretched out his hand as fast as lightning and successfully caught Comrade Rat, who was in a mess in the wind.
As soon as he caught his breath, 0359 stared at Lu Huai with his small, round eyes as bright as black beans, as if he wanted to see through him thoroughly.
"Huaihuai, don't you remember? You once said you wanted to be a great actor."
"You deserve this honor more than anyone else!"
Lu Huai rubbed its little head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Silly Xiaojiu, I remember it."
"It's just that nothing can develop as we wish. Just like our mission, I seem to be gradually understanding some things."
"for example···"
Don't be too obsessed, just do your best in the present moment. As for the answer, don't chase it too hard, even at the risk of burning yourself out...
But Lu Huai found that he couldn't say the words of surrender.
0359 seemed to have received a reply from the main system, and ran to the console, typing in the identity code and clicking on the new message, leaving Lu Huai with a sense of loss and disappointment at the loss of the softness in his palm.
"How's it going?"
Lu Huai walked forward and found that the buttons of his new nano suit were not buttoned. He pressed it with his left hand and tried to pull it up with his right hand, but the loose collar was inexplicably like a malfunctioning machine and did not cooperate with his movements at all.
I wonder if this is also a sign.
Lu Huai struggled to get it done, and just as he reached the electronic screen, 0359 turned around with a mournful look, pointed at the cold words, and read out, "The main system said that I can terminate the contract, but the penalty world doesn't count. I can only use the points I earn to buy things in my original world."
"I understand, Xiaojiu. This means we have to complete the role-play at least once more before we can be free, right?"
"That's right, Huaihuai. But you just used a lot of points to buy me this skin. Isn't it a bit of a waste... We still have a few trial cards, right? Just put it on and enjoy it, or... why not return it?"
How could there be such an economical system in the world?
I remember when 0359 first came to me, he was chirping like a little sparrow, just like now, and he was always thinking about asking him to buy this and that.
Now, not only is he not willing to ask for an exorbitant price, he is also willing to let the duck fly away.
Lu Huai began to reflect on whether his stubborn nature had been passed on to Zhineng, or whether his life with him was too hard that he no longer dared to have any more expectations for improving the current situation.
He frowned when he heard this, his headache even worse than knowing he would have to delay his retirement and continue to work in the rip-off company of Samsara. "No way. If it's yours, enjoy it!"
"And how can you say it's a waste when it's given to us, Xiaojiu?"
"Wow, Huaihuai, if we're lucky enough to attend the company's annual meeting this year, I'll definitely try my best to stand on the stage and give a speech. The theme of my speech will be "My Host is the Best in the World."
Lu Huai gently tapped the mouse's forehead, with a smile clearly in his eyes.
"Little idiot, if we both die together, the damage caused by 1+1 will be greater than 2."
"The world we're connecting to this time is a high-dimensional world of magic and martial arts, which means it's a world with many magical races. If you want to enter, you can enter now. Would Huaihuai be interested?"
"What is the rating?"
"S, because this dimension is close to the maximum limit that the company can accept, the consequences will be very serious if the identity of the outsider is discovered."
Lu Huai immediately thought of the books he read in his original world: "Isn't it a bit like the attitude towards witches in the Middle Ages?"
"Hmm! How about we switch?"
0359 also called up other worlds, many of which were at levels A and B, and looked very peaceful. However, after seeing such a huge amount of points, Lu Huai felt as if his legs were unable to move.
After weighing the cost-effectiveness, I decided to do one last good job and then close the business beautifully.
"No, let's go now."
He deliberately forced himself to put aside all the men in the world for the time being and cheer up to face the new work.
0359 didn't know if he understood him. He waited silently for a moment and then sent an invitation to connect to the new world.
Following a familiar burst of white light and the accompanying huge tearing force, Lu Huai closed his eyes. The chaotic outside world really made it impossible for him to continue to focus on the inexplicable words "wait for you".
He just wanted to complete the task.
Everything else has nothing to do with him...
Don’t think too much, Lu Huai was still reminding himself the second before he lost consciousness.
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When I woke up this time, the scene I saw was indeed very different from before.
The memories are mixed and chaotic... From the bustling bar to the various races dancing wildly under the chaotic lights, there are demons, orcs, and all kinds of bizarre hybrids, blending freely in the chaotic zone, with the same intoxication on their faces, and now in front of my eyes...
A rough sound like the friction on stone rang out: "Didn't you follow me voluntarily? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Before Lu Huai could understand the plot, he found that he was in an even more dramatic situation than in the previous world. The Jun Mo he faced before was at least a human being, but now he was not even of the same race.
——He was in a shabby house full of traces of time. A drunk, burly half-orc in the shape of a wolf, almost twice as tall as him, was standing in front of him with red eyes. He was very close to him and looked like he was going to grab him.
Painted wine glasses were scattered on the floor, spilling wine, staining the carpet, which had been used for who knows how many years, an even darker color.
The basic condition of this body is really poor.
Not only was his reaction speed not as fast as when he was a psychic, but the physical fear even made him miss the opportunity to escape. He was as nervous as a hunched shrimp and showed an unusual sensitivity.
Lu Huai only felt an uncontrollable shudder spreading along his spine and straight through half of his body. Cold sweat unknowingly covered his back and sides, and he experienced a terrible sense of disability.
He raised his eyes and saw a medium-length scar on the werewolf's right cheek, which made it look even more ferocious.
The opponent was obviously dissatisfied with his lack of form and asked unhappily, "Are you hiding from me?" The sharp claws were still shining brightly under the dim light, and they were waving towards him with great force.
Lu Huai dodged sideways, but found that his black cloak was still torn by the other party, and the thin and worn shirt inside, which looked like it had been worn for who knows how many years, was torn into a big hole.
The surroundings seemed very cold. He was not used to exposing his skin to such biting air, so he quickly covered himself with clothes.
The white skin that contrasted sharply with the ink-black color attracted the other party's attention even more. All the werewolf's attention was focused on that small piece of shiny skin.
Then he fixed his eyes on the part that the hood didn't completely cover—the skin on his chin that was so white it was almost transparent, the long black curly hair that looked like wet seaweed and almost blended into his clothes, and the rosy lips that were too bright and attractive.
Like the rose praised so highly by the bards, with an extremely strong presence, it is only a shade paler than the scarlet of blood, but is full of infinite dreamy colors.
The anger that was originally in my heart seemed to disappear strangely.
Lu Huai originally thought that this alien wanted to eat him, and that watching was an appetite.
But as the other person's gaze became increasingly deep and interested, he thought of a worse possibility - it was well known that desire had another level, and he was so engrossed in looking at something he shouldn't have.
So Lu Huai didn't have time to listen to 0359's reminder to take the backpack that fell at the werewolf's feet. He pushed open the door of the broken house and rushed out, blending into the crowd of passers-by.
I walked along until I looked back to make sure the werewolves were gone, and then I breathed a sigh of relief. I found a deserted corner and sat down, quietly accepting the plot of this world.
But the bag that Lu Huai dropped was opened by the angry werewolf. There was nothing inside, just some dry food, a bottle of water, and a small notebook with unknown words written on it.
The werewolf was a mercenary, and he could barely read, let alone the so-called common language of the continent.
But that didn't stop him from recognizing the owner of the notebook when his name was a little unconventional—"huai, Lu?"
He read it, feeling strangely excited. But thinking about how this person had left without even looking back, when he had clearly been happy to treat him to a drink in his human form, he became extremely angry.
Lu Huai didn't know why he was in such an embarrassing situation just now.
But he finally understood the role he played in this world, which was a little complicated.
A spy, perhaps? But ultimately reformed.
0359 follows the fine tradition and reads the plot line aloud like a personal computer:
"The protagonist, Jon, was originally an ordinary game streamer in real life. This time, he got lucky and became one of the first to experience a popular game.
But he didn't know that this game was actually the result of a conspirator's attempt to merge the higher-dimensional worlds, but in the end, the two worlds failed to merge, and instead he became a victim - he remained in the other world forever."
"The race he chose for himself was half-elf (a hybrid of elves and humans), with an innate affinity for light of almost 100%, a son of God blessed by heaven.
As he gradually integrated into the new world, Jon used his cheerfulness and sincerity to attract the noble knights who originally disdained him, as well as the almighty and compassionate God of Light...”
Lu Huai couldn't help but interrupt 0359 who was muttering:
"Wait! I have two questions."
"Huai Huai, you say!"
"First, so this is just like the romance show world, with a stock buying background, and our mission also includes helping Jon find a home?"
"Secondly, the old question: how can I be sure of my role as the second male lead if we don't have a partner?"
0359 shook his head:
"No, this plot line is a heartbreaking BE style, and the characters are more or less suffering from some serious illness."
"In the end, the little sun who gave Jon a tormenting love turned into a blackened god of war, breaking the barrier at all costs and returning to his original world."
"Break the barrier?"
Lu Huai repeated it, chewing it on his tongue.
This word was quite novel and immediately attracted the attention of this veteran actor.
If those similar shadows are all clones of the same person in different timelines, then the seemingly plausible words that Jun Mo said to him are also the result of "breaking the barrier"?
If this conjecture is true, then goodbye may also become a reality.
But does he want to see "him"?
Lu Huai was also in a complicated mood because he didn't know what his real answer was.
"What about my identity? Am I human, or some other race?"
He lowered his eyes, forced himself to suppress his thoughts, and deliberately changed the subject.
Just like the dating show takes place in a world dominated by pheromones, the guests are of three genders: ABO. Now the complexity of identities in this world will only be taken to the next level.
However, considering the far from agile reaction of this body just now, Lu Huai did not hold much hope that he had any special identity.
But he was indeed quite curious:
How does this second male lead, who has skinny arms and legs and looks like a malnourished version of himself, make a living?
Or is it by saving the unforgettable white moonlight?
Tongzi was reading the text at a glance. Lu Huai was not in a hurry either. He was silently catching the key information between the lines and patiently waiting for 0359's reply.
After a while, there was finally a response:
"Huaihuai, you are..."
0359 swallowed and said in embarrassment: "You are human, yes, but not pure-blooded."
Seeing its reaction, Lu Huai was silent for a while, then asked, "What race is it mixed with?"
"Demons."
"And they live by breathing in the air, the weakest of the demons, the Silver Moon Succubus..."
The tingling sensation from the tailbone that had been deliberately ignored by someone seemed to have finally come to the fore. Playfully and timidly, the tip of the peach heart poked Lu Huai's waist, as if testing and dodging with its master.
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The author has something to say: Huai Huai:?! What kind of identity did you assign to me (don’t come over here!)
After spending half his life in the BL world, he still returns as a stubborn Huai Huai, but as everyone knows, Kong Tong is a closeted
Jiang Jiang smiled evilly~ It took too long to write. I didn't update twice yesterday, so I'll do it today! (Hands on hips——)
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