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If I were an ordinary person, I must have been taken away by a dump truck just now. Even in my dream, I didn't want to be hit by this thing at all.

In contrast, I suddenly found that Mazda's car is a bit cute. At least it knows how to brake, while the dump truck only knows how to hit people.

Is it my fault for standing in the middle of the road?

It's the dump trucks that are too rampant at night. When they turn on their high beams and take off their signs, they are loaded with construction waste and turn the steering wheel that they don't even recognize. They are the masters of the city late at night. Even the saviors cannot afford to offend them, so they can only moisturize them.

Watching the dump truck with Chinese characteristics whizzing away, I breathed a sigh of relief, smashed it a few times, and sighed.

And then found out...

Unexpectedly, there was no trace of remembrance, let alone the slightest emotion of returning home. There was no fluctuation in my heart, but my first reaction just now was to complain about the dump truck.

I couldn't help but feel very ashamed in my heart, and I felt a bit anxious and uneasy as if I had become a Japanese traitor.

It’s such a disgrace to those who travel through time. When people arrive in another world, they wish they could transfer the characteristics of the entire Celestial Dynasty there and undergo a comprehensive transformation from material to spiritual aspects. On the contrary, I was completely assimilated into the other world and was corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets and gentle traps there.

When I came back today, I only had a boring feeling that was half familiar and half unfamiliar.

The first thing that came to my mind was to end this trip to the sea clan as soon as possible and return home to stay with the girls.

Forget it, it's just a fantasy.

Now that you have figured out which side is your home, there is one thing that should be done as a matter of course, and it becomes less important.

Figure out where you are now, then remember where your home is, and... go home.

I'm so unfamiliar with my home. I don't even know where the address is, let alone any roommates I don't have.

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But, having said that, since I'm back, it's rare to come back, and it's probably just this opportunity. Even if it's just an illusion, you can't spend it idle and idle.

I don’t know how many days I will stay. The ceremony in Eria said it was about five days, but based on my own PTSD about the illusion...ah, it should be said that it is an in-depth study. Five days in reality, I’m afraid here.

I don't know if it will be extended to more than ten days, or even several months.

Nothing else, the illusion only has the function of extending time, otherwise who would care about it?

So, I can’t stand on the road or on the side of the road and wait for dozens of days or months, or wait for a novice dump truck driver to send me away?

Hey, it’s all coming, right, right, it’s all coming.

Just one word, wave, travel.

After setting the tone and clarifying the theme, what else can be thought of? No, then, let’s aim for the neon dimming deep in the city.

Almost forgot.

I quickly took a look at myself and saw that it was a set of crisp plaid short-sleeved work pants. The service in this illusion can be said to be very attentive. Coupled with the ordinary appearance, it is no wonder that it did not attract more attention from passers-by.

Not only that, even the body shape has changed a lot. After time travel, due to constant training, the body has grown a lot taller. Naturally, it cannot be compared with barbarians, but at least among a group of Spartan warriors,

Among the adventurers who serve as templates, they are not too short. What impressed me most is that when I first met Sister Sharna, I was a little shorter than her, but later on I was half a head taller than her.

Probably over 1.9 meters tall? This is not the main thing. I heard that elementary school students are already 1.9 meters tall. It is mainly due to decades of physical training. Those hard muscles are not conspicuous in the Dark Continent.

But here it is indeed a bit inconsistent, a muscular man from a hot-blooded fighting comic.

After looking around for a few times, I realized that the hard muscles I had exercised for decades had shrunk. The eight-pack abs were still there, but they were not exaggerated. I guess they were only at the level of a gym expert.

He has also become shorter. If you put his physique in an adventurer's bar, it would be no different than if you were standing in the wind. Even the mages dare to roll up their sleeves and reveal their bulging biceps to laugh at themselves.

It's a little real, a little too real. I frowned. Although the change in physique makes me less noticeable, which is the result I want, but... is this illusion too... too detailed?

It's just a fantasy for you, why don't you go to all the trouble to make me a transparent person?

Emma, ​​don't worry, it will be over.

I quickened my pace and walked through the dazzling streets. The tall young lady outside the clothing store ignored me. The cute girl in the milk tea shop couldn't stop my footsteps, but I was almost sucked in by the uncle at the barbecue restaurant. Damn it.

With the remaining keen sense of smell, he suddenly turned right on the bustling street. The light source separated the streets and alleys. The noise seemed to be left behind, and the light dimmed suddenly.

That’s the flavor!

I felt refreshed and plunged deep into the alley. Behind the flickering lampposts, there were some women with heavy make-up hiding. They puffed out smoke rings, crossed their fingers in this direction, and called out affectionately.

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"Beautiful boy."

No, no, no, aunt, don't do this, the child is still young and cannot afford to see this.

I walked through this tortured road in a hurry, and out of the corner of my eye I caught a half-lit sign saying "Computer Repair". Under the sizzling sound of fluorescent lights, there was a dark and narrow staircase leading to the basement.

When I got here, I stopped my hurried steps, listened to the faint noise coming from the basement, smiled with pride, and realized that the sword was still young.

Found you, Black Internet Cafe.

Ah, no, I, the savior of the house, finally came back. Of course, the first thing I did was surf the Internet. Otherwise, what do you think, looking for those old aunts outside? Take a step back and leave the girls aside, isn’t the Women’s Street?

fragrant?

"Boss, get on the plane and ask for a quieter one."

A middle-aged man with yellow hair and a somewhat arrogant look casually pricked the bucket of instant noodles with his chopsticks, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, curled his lips, and uttered a series of words in a professional manner.

"Unit No. 99, deposit of 100 yuan, 5 yuan per hour, 25 yuan for the night from 12 to 8 o'clock."

I subconsciously looked into the inventory and was stunned first, then again.

I was stunned for a moment, but suddenly thought of one thing: Can gold coins be used to settle the bill? Or gems too?

The second moment was when I realized that the inventory... was gone.

Good guy, no need to worry about it now, but I have to complain, this illusion experience is terrible.

After calming down, I reached into my pocket, fiddled with it, and took out a brand new hundred-yuan bill. I blew on it, flicked my fingers, and handed it to the other person gracefully.

Hey, you can imagine me, and I can imagine you, and we can all create illusions within illusions, and we can all use matryoshka dolls.

I turned on the phone, found a familiar icon and clicked it gently to enter a familiar screen. My expression gradually became ferocious.

It's late at night and it's time to kill everything.

Occupation? Of course I choose the one I am most familiar with...the wizard.

What is a druid? I have never played this rubbish profession.

Damn it, high-definition Akara! The nagging look can be said to be very restored.

Who is this old drunkard? A red-haired Spartan? It makes me laugh to death, screenshots.

Qiaxi... That's strange. You said the high-definition is already high-definition. Why can't you provide a function to adjust the viewing angle? I don't mean anything else. I just want to try the quality and finish of this game to see how serious the mold wear is. Get ready.

Just criticizing.

Where is Kane? Oh, I remembered, I still have to save him.

Kid...it's time to go out and get some money and buy a camp graduation outfit.

I quickly turned around and went out. I passed by the Evil Cave without even looking at it. My great savior came here and got on this machine not for anything else but to prove it.

Even if I can't beat the Three Demon Gods in reality, at least I can still beat them in the game.

When we arrived at the Cold Plains, eh, I know this place very well. I know it so well that I can find the way with my eyes closed. Look, look, isn’t this the exit... eh... eh... ah? Why did my witch die?

Already?!

Bloodraven and I are inseparable!

I forgot to click on the teleportation station, but everything was in my plan. Akara is right, the corpse is very bad when it gets angry, and it occupies the cave without shit. The three demons need to wait for a while, I have to punish it.

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After leveling up and gaining skill points, I first ordered the Ice Encapsulation Armor, which instantly gave me a sense of security. Then I killed the Blood Crow, hired an Ice Arrow Girl, and went all the way to the Stone Wilderness.

Remember...the mission to save Kane seems to be here?

Forget it, Kane and I are not familiar with each other, so the identification scroll is enough.

The process went smoothly, but I don't know why, but I always didn't get good stuff. Finally, I got a piece of golden equipment from Sister An.

Could it be that he was infected by luck in real life? Tsk, I should have chosen a barbarian and named him Seattle.

Me: Next, it’s time to save Horadric.

Duriel: Next, it's time to kill the witches.

I was fully immersed in the game, time flew by quickly, and in a blink of an eye I was already at the model worker’s territory.

Model workers, model workers, it’s time to give them something good.

I let out a wailing cry like a non-chief. Logically speaking, by this point in the game, I should have been wearing a basic gold outfit with one or two pieces of green and dark gold. Why on earth, why am I so blue? I'm even a little bit white.

Why is this ghost game so realistic?

Amidst the wails of countless fierce souls, the model worker fell in front of the blood pool, and the equipment exploded all over the floor. After looking at the condition, my face instantly stretched.

"There is a magic bead here." Someone pointed out from the side, and I saw it too. I quickly picked it up, flipped the identification scroll up, and the attributes suddenly appeared.
To be continued...