Chapter 85 The Trailer for the New Version

March 1.

It has been half a month since Annan left from Nefertari.

However, in the past two weeks, it is not that they have never met.

After all, Nieuxel's daily job was to patrol the city—or just wander around. Although the order of the underground city is much more chaotic than the above-ground city, it is because of the huge number of floating population.

The sporozoite mill itself is a small place that favors the elderly. There is not even a special product, and there are not many fresh faces in a month. Everyone is neighbors, and they are familiar with each other, so there will be no unexpected situation.

Usually, Nieusser's job is to help an old lady build a high-tech wheelchair, help a child get a ball from a tree, or whoever goes out and forgets his key, ask Nieusser to use his high digger's authority. The key opens the door. The biggest part of the workload may be the long two-hour trip to and from work.

In Lin Yiyi's words: On the surface, Nieusser is the top manager of the underground city, but in fact, he is the level of a police officer.

And it's even a bit insulting to say that.

At the very least, the number of households in the Pian police area was more than ten times more than the number of households in the sporozoite mill—the entire sporozoite mill, including the floating population, was about 1,000.

"It's not as crowded as the old community I rented."

Lin Yiyi said.

Si Anke took it seriously: "That's the level of our three dormitory buildings."

After all, the land here is free of money.

So everyone lives very scattered and the house is very big.

Underground cities have low prices, no living pressure, and you won't starve to death if you just find a job... In addition, there are special planting layers, so no one will farm in the urban layer to make a living.

As a result, the sporozoite mills have become like closed villages with only old orphans and abandoned fields. No one came, no one left, no life pressure, no passion.

The cost of relocation in underground cities is very low, and people who are not satisfied with this kind of life have basically left.

And Nieusser and Nefertari didn't have much to say about it either.

Rather, they actually prefer this quiet and plain life.

Although none of them have confessed so far, and in theory, they have not started a formal relationship... But both Annan and the three players have already eaten dog food to the point of panic.

That is to say, Miss Werewolf, who is young enough and doesn't know anything about feelings, is still a little confused.

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In this comfortable environment, the daily patrol is not so much work as it is an exercise like walking birds and dogs, so as not to make yourself lazy.

Every time Nieusser passed by the villa where Annan lived with the players, he would run inside and take a seat. He will bring some snacks or fruit himself, come in for a few cups of tea, and chat with anyone.

Now that they have become familiar with each other, Si Anke and Jiu'er will not recognize each other.

And Niussel is also quite talkative.

Occasionally in a good mood, he would take Annan's five people out for dinner -- yes, five people.

It's different from the last time I went to the Ashwood Forest to do business... Advanced is somewhat private, and it needs to be kept secret. Locking up Doreen at home to watch the house made sense.

But it would be too cruel to go out to eat without taking her with her.

Doreen is a real werewolf after all. Although it does have canine ears, it obviously cannot be kept as a pet dog...

However, the proportion of Nieusser in a good mood is still quite high.

He was in a good mood on eleven of these fourteen days.

——After all, he has seen the sincerity of the "Hidden Eye".

Not only has the sporozoite mill been successfully purified.

And not long after that, the teleportation point was built.

And Annan also cooperated very well and made a CG. Indicates that the new expansion [Wheel of Fortune] has been opened, calling on players who travel abroad to come back to open up wasteland:

First of all, Annan led the players to charge towards the burning black tower of the swamp.

"If you want my soul, then come and try it."

Annan's whisper sounded.

Ahead is the overwhelming undead.

At the back are the fearless players.

Annan stood in the middle of the picture, his silver-white hair fluttering wildly in the storm——

On the parchment-textured picture, the picture is frozen here.

【You successfully defeated the Chengling monk】

"Bernardino...do you want to escape your fate?"

An Nan's ethereal voice came.

The parchment textured picture was switched to Annan's sublimated form.

Like a god, he floats in the air. Trial against the spiritual monk Bernardino.

The picture moved instantly, and the infinite light drowned the picture.

After the light, it is a completely dark world.

The stone father, like a Buddha statue, said slowly in the dark.

"As we all know, [Fate is the wheel of the sky train], and it will leave traces after it has passed."

Father Shi's calm and magnetic voice came.

What then cut through the darkness was a very faint, Mars-like glimmer.

That was the glow of a Dmitri cigar when it had just been lit.

"Meeting me here...is that part of the 'future' you see?"

He bluntly questioned Gillandaio, who was always smiling gently.

"elder brother……"

Annan's voice murmured.

[The wheel of fortune has begun to turn]

[The traitor who once swore to protect Annan, but betrayed his mission - the trace of Vladimir reappears]

At the same time, Ivan Winter's voice slowly sounded:

"Vladimir, the 'thumb' of the previous Hand of Winter, has already betrayed Winter—"

An old man with an old-fashioned face, cold pupils, and a stiff expression like a puppet, drew it quickly as if with a pencil. Standing upright.

He was wearing a heavy turtleneck tan trench coat, a dark brown top hat with beaver fur, a cane in his hand, heavy plush boots, and an ice ring around his right thumb.

Beside him was a shy young man with light brown hair, fair skin and freckles on his face. His cheeks are very thin, and even the cheeks are sunken directly inward. Perhaps because of fear, perhaps because of bad influence, or simply shyness, his back was slightly hunched.

Ivan Winter's voiceover sounded again:

"Vladimir has already fled underground. But Soronik relied on Vladimir's authority and used the resources left by his teacher to organize a rebel army called 'Icebreaker'."

【Cold hands and crazy heart】

[With the traitors who have been incognito in the underground abyss for a long time, I opened my eyes because of the power of the saints]

At the end of the dimly lit corridor, the image of Thoronic and Vladimir standing side by side suddenly moved.

Thoronic's young and enthusiastic voice sounded: "Only the teacher is willing to take me in, and only the teacher is willing to teach me the knowledge of killing..."

"—The teacher is my benefactor! For the sake of the teacher, I don't even have to die!"

The last picture shows Nefertari sitting across from the camera.

She faced this side seriously and said:

"Before July 1st, Vladimir the Defender of Winter will definitely come to the Bone Cultivation Ground."

"—We still have a lot of time."

Gillandaio's voice sounded.

【To use all your strength to become stronger】

"—Our time is running out."

Annan Lindong's voice sounded.

【To stop their conspiracy】

【anyway--】