After the hunt, Wen Quan liked to have a drink at the cafe on Dawn Street.

Dawn Street is a very interesting street.

The main part of the street is independent buildings with different styles, each building with quite conspicuous and occasionally changed names, such as: Super Speed ​​(retro version), your journey to immortal cultivation, Black Bajie, Sky City 40.32 version, Boxing World 9.0, Pink Pig Girl, Starry Sky Big Client... and so on.

The projects are complex and exciting.

On the thousands of Dawn Streets that run at the same time, you can see all kinds of virtual images at any time.

The fairy with fluttering clothes, the reckless man in a simple animal suit, the beauty in a full leather suit, the sexy man walking out of Greek mythology, the young man equipped with a full set of miniature space mechas, the monkey, the vibrator, the walking mosaic...

Yes, this is the most popular virtual neighborhood in the human mother planet.

Wen Quan has twelve sets of selectable appearances on Dawn Street, thanks to his outstanding gaming qualifications.

But Wen Quan's favorite appearance match is a set of novice village suits from a certain game that has been offline. The thin leather armor, rough scratched leather boots, and ripped gloves make him look like a down-and-out warrior.

Whenever a stranger notices his outfit, Wen Quan's handsome face will show a charming smile, as if saying:

‘I’m quite a novice, these are all old items.’

What’s different today is that Wen Quan hesitated on the login interface of Dawn Street for a long time.

He originally wanted to dress himself up as handsome, because there was a very important date next.

But when Wen Quan's finger was about to fall to the valuable "suit thug" suit, his movement paused for a few seconds, and he still slid his fingers on the top box in the commonly used bar next to it.

"It's better."

After clicking twice to confirm, a blue light appeared all over Wen's body, and he had already put it in the mirror.

Although I have been moved countless times,...

Oh, the bondage created by leather boots and belts is so real!

Unfortunately, the real sense of the virtual community is capped by the laws of the parent star.

Wen Quan always had a simple interface box in his eyes, with all kinds of data jumping inside, reminding him that this is not the real world.

The rusty iron sword on the waist was just a decoration on Dawn Street.

Wen Quan untied the iron sword and placed it on the shoe cabinet at the door.

He wants to make himself look gentler today.

When I opened the door, the complicated light signs on the street that promoted new games were mixed with the laughter of men and women, making Wen Quan intoxicated.

“This is the best community version in recent years.”

Wen Quan murmured in a low voice, playing a relaxed melody within a half meter of privacy around him, while humming a minor tune and wandering through the crowd.

Walking through the streets and alleys, passing through the screen square that gathers news and information, my eyes swept over the latest game information and pushed open the door of the cafe.

It’s still a familiar window seat on the street, a familiar plaid tablecloth, and a familiar touch brought by the hardwood chair.

Turn off the music, turn on the ambient sound, and the melodious piano music accompanied by the laughter of several virtual guests, making this place full of the atmosphere that only exists in history books.

Wen Quan looked at the time in the upper left corner of the interface.

09:25:45 pm.

I still have about six minutes left.

Wen Quan tapped the table twice with his fingers, and the sexy virtual character walked over with a pen and paper.

He clicked a few more fingers on the screen that popped out in front of him, and a cup of coffee emitting white mist appeared in Wen Quanqian.

It is a bit regrettable that because the taste simulation of virtual communities also has an upper limit - this is also legally bound - it is impossible to experience the treasured wines in a virtual environment, nor to obtain real alcohol paralysis.

Wen Quan picked up the coffee, lowered his head and took a sip.

Ding, Ding—

A prompt sound suddenly came from his ears, and a user applied to enter his seat.

Wen Quan pointed to agree without thinking much, and the three girls appeared in the aisle in front and walked towards this side with a joke.

They all look just in their twenties and are enjoying their youth freely.

Wen Quan looked at it for the first time and what was reflected in his eyes was his slender waist and the three almost perfect body outlines.

The woman in the lead is Wen Quan's wife, an ordinary woman whose actual age is 45 years old.

In the virtual community, she has capable short hair and looks very similar to a popular star. Her leather pants and short shirt are also very fashionable. What is more eye-catching is her hot figure, and there seems to be some fatal attraction hidden in her career line.

‘Let me be spared.’

Wen Quan moaned a few times in his heart.

When he thought of his wife's appearance in reality and her figure that had already gained weight in middle age, he lost interest in the two girls who were walking with his wife.

"sit."

Wen Quan greeted politely, although he did not get up.

The two girls nodded at him with a smile, but were just standing next to the chair, just sisters who came to cheer up their wives.

They have expensive and rare hair colors such as silver and sea blue, and the fashionable short skirt style that is brought into the virtual community from reality, perfectly demonstrating their outstanding financial resources.

Yes, my wife’s social circle is completely different from that of herself.

"Cough," Wen Quan was a little afraid to look at the woman in front of him. He was about to speak, but then he thought of the agreement between the two.

In the virtual community, they are now called brothers and sisters; they have each other's social circles and do not want people to know the fact that they are married.

"How are you thinking about that?" the wife asked on her own initiative.

"That's it," Wen Quan said calmly, "When will you meet offline?"

"Tomorrow, at noon tomorrow," the woman lit a cigarette and gently blew a cigarette ring. "Is there anything else to tell me? What conditions did I put forward before?"

"I agree."

Wen Quan smiled, looked at the time in the upper left corner of the interface box, and continued:

"My income is pretty good now. I am working as the deputy leader of a hunting group. Someone has introduced me to a good fund. I am about to invest some money..."

“Those are your own business.”

The woman interrupted him, and a little impatient appeared on her small face, "I don't think you need to say this to me."

"Yeah, right."

Wen Quan's thumb is embedded in the round handle of the coffee cup.

He glanced at the time in the upper left corner:

09:30:05 pm.

Wen Quan seemed to want to say something, but just smiled. He looked up at the woman in front of him, as if through two layers of virtual disguise, he saw the partner who had spent many days and nights with him laughing with him.

She is still so youthful, beautiful, gentle, and full of kindness to life.

she……

"What's that outside?"

The two girls standing next to the chair said in a daze, their eyes shining through the floor-to-ceiling window and seeing the figure walking slowly.

This is a dark figure.

The black smoke spread under his cloak and continued to erode all over the streets;

Light blue squares appeared on the streets and various items on the edge of black smoke.

The miserable green phosphorescence could be seen under the cloak, and burning footprints were left on the stone road he walked by.

The air on the street was filled with a burning smell, and many girls covered their noses, and their respective environmental control buttons failed at this moment.

A slightly fat young man shouted at the top of his throat:

"Brother! How much did your special effects cost?"

The dark figure did not respond.

The figure continued to step forward, leaving two more flame footprints, and stood outside the cafe window.

He slowly raised his head, revealing the cold eyes under his cloak, and the festering face with a few pieces of carrion.

Even today when horror games are very popular, the two girls on the other side of the window still scream.

Wen Quan's wife looked up and looked a little pale, and she was so scared that she curled up on the edge of the chair.

Wen Quan looked at his wife calmly, with a smile on his lips, and said:

"Why are you still scared by such strange things? Are they all virtual?"

Outside the window, the man under the cloak stared at Wen Quan, and his right hand found a revolver wrapped in flames in his arms.

This kind of firearms that have long disappeared in reality, only appearing in the bottom of history books and collectors' boxes, have made the onlookers tremble at this moment.

The man with cloaked palms and arms passed through the glass window without any obstacles, and a light blue light film appeared in the penetrating area.

Click.
To be continued...