flstandardbreds Chapter 138: The Duke is a fishing beauty (14)
Chapter 138: The Duke is a fishing beauty (14)
The scene before my eyes immediately changed drastically.
The few people who were around just now had long disappeared, even Ji had disappeared.
What meets the eye is endless darkness and a strangely narrow passage with no end in sight.
It's so quiet.
Even the sound of breathing became extremely clear.
But Quan Si didn't feel scared. He took out his lighter with a calm expression.
With a faint flame flickering, he walked around and soon found some supplies that could be used.
A somewhat dry wooden stick, it must have been here for a long time.
However, it is better to have something than nothing, and it can be considered an unexpected gain.
Pick it up and light it, and a simple torch is ready.
But it won’t last long.
You still have to find a brighter place as soon as possible.
Although he had no one around him, Quan Si did not show any sign of cowardice.
He has never been a weak person who relies on others.
You can survive well in this hellish game by yourself.
but...
There's someone missing.
It takes a while to get used to it.
"Tsk." Quan Si let out a light click of his tongue, his brows showing a hint of impatience.
He took a few steps forward, and the fire flashed, and the NPC lying on the ground was startled by him.
It looks very small, but its exposed fangs are so sharp that they seem to be able to bite through a person's throat.
...The little thing looks quite unique.
Quan Si stared at its face for two seconds and then looked away.
He was not in a good mood at the moment, so he did not plan to deal with this NPC too much.
Unexpectedly, just after I took two steps out, the NPC followed me happily.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh——” the NPC bared its teeth and made a threatening sound.
He just kept shouting, and Quan Si couldn't understand what he was saying specifically.
Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, the NPC pointed to his mouth and made an expression that he thought was very ferocious.
It's like saying: Ignore me again and I'll bite you!
Quan Si stopped walking.
He looked down from above, his eyes slightly narrowed.
A faint purple light flickered in between, a sign of activating a skill.
"Little thing," the silver-haired young man curled his lips slightly, "You really want to die, don't you?"
The NPC began to tremble uncontrollably like a frightened deer.
How fierce he was just now, he is so cowardly now.
Quan Si hooked his finger at it and said, "Come here."
His voice is extremely bewitching, luring people into the trap he has set.
The NPC looked at the purple light flashing in his eyes and felt his body move unconsciously.
The next second, the smiling beauty suddenly stretched out her hand and punched it far away.
The NPC's back hit the wall and he groaned.
If it weren't for its thick skin, this blow would have been enough to send it flying into the sky.
By the time the little thing reacted, the man in the windbreaker had already walked away.
Fortunately, it has a strong self-healing ability. Even if it suffers a serious injury, as long as it is not fatal, it just needs to have a good rest.
The NPC stared at the direction where Quan Si disappeared and whimpered twice.
I was clearly beaten, but somehow I still wanted to take the initiative to approach the other person.
It crouched down, blended into the darkness, and chased towards the place where Quan Si left.
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After walking for about ten minutes, light finally came in from not far away.
Quan Si quickened his pace and soon arrived at the exit.
After experiencing a long period of darkness, he couldn't help squinting when he saw the strong light.
His eyes swept around and he froze in place.
I saw that the street in front of me was full of cafes with "Open" signs hanging everywhere.
There were a few scattered people queuing at the door of each cafe, apparently they were players who had just arrived.
At this moment, a faint light flashed.
Quan Si lowered his eyes and saw a piece of paper appear out of thin air in his hand.
It's the rules.
Rule 1: Go to a coffee shop every day. You don’t have to drink coffee, but you must go in! (The font here is highlighted in red)
Rule 2: Some baristas have bad tempers, don’t piss them off, praise their coffee as much as possible!
Rule 3: Cafes may be open at night, but you must leave when they close, otherwise you will see something you shouldn't see...
Rule 4: One of the above rules is false, please explore it on your own.
Rule 5: The rules may change at any time, so don’t ignore them and be sure to keep this note of rules safe.
One rule is false?
Quan Si stared at the rules and fell into deep thought.
His intuition told him that rule two was a little strange.
He couldn't tell exactly what was weird about it.
Quan Si put the note away and was about to enter a cafe when he was stopped by someone behind him.
"Captain Quan?!" Jiang Fang's voice was full of surprise, as if he had succeeded in chasing a star, and he rushed up to give him a big hug.
Quan Si moved slightly to the side, leaving him empty-handed.
"Jiang Fang, isn't Cheng Yimo with you?"
After all, we were in the same team before. Although our relationship is not very close, we can still talk to each other.
"We were separated after the second round began, and I didn't see him," Jiang Fang shook his head. "Where's your bodyguard?"
bodyguard?
How should I put it? This word is actually quite appropriate.
After all, the other party has a blank face all day long, as if others owe him a lot of money.
But he was always protected well and never got hurt in the maze.
"It must be intentional." Quan Si and he walked to the nearest cafe. "Have you read the rules?"
Jiang Fang nodded, his golden hair shining brightly, "I've seen it all. I really like drinking coffee. How about you, Captain Quan?"
"generally."
Don't like it but don't hate it either.
Quan Si pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Jiang Fang.
There was no one in the cafe, and no one was at the cash register.
A cool breeze blew from nowhere, making people's cheeks cold and their hairs stand on end.
Jiang Fang stretched out his hand and rubbed his arm, "Why do I feel a little cold?"
Quan Si carefully observed every part of the cafe, not even leaving out the corners.
Afraid of missing any detail.
Jiang Fang is right.
The temperature in the cafe has dropped since the two of them came in.
It can be felt very clearly.
The structure of this cafe is similar to most of the stores I remember.
Looking up, there is a horizontal menu.
From lattes to Americanos, we have all kinds of coffee.
"What would you two like to drink?" I heard the voice before I saw the person.
Quan Si looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man with an apron tied around his waist walking towards them.
The man had dark brown wolf-tail hair and a noticeable scar on his right cheek that extended all the way to his ear.
But his overall facial features are very three-dimensional, and he is most likely a mixed-race.
Putting aside the scar, he is a very handsome man.
"Welcome to my coffee shop. I'm the barista here. You can call me Theodore."
His eyes swept across the two of them and suddenly stopped when he saw Quan Si.
"A very beautiful guest."