A strange world

Chapter 677 Chapter 74. Annan sleepwalks in Huadu

The thief's timing was clever. It happened that Annan didn't bring the flowerpot and Klein and the others went out.

This means at least two things...the being who stole the branch from another world knows its function, and knows their dynamics.

Annan looked out the window solemnly, so were they being targeted, or... was there someone inside here?

It will take time for the City Lord's Mansion to respond, and Annan cannot place all his hopes on them. He took out the Evil Spirit Chess and asked: "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, where is the branch from another world that I lost?"

"Huadu."

...This is not the answer Annan wants.

Damn it, why did it become so inoperable after discovering it was an evil spirit chess?

There is another way. The twigs from another world come from merchants, and it should be able to trace the traces of the twigs.

But the merchant must be summoned in a place with a strange smell...

Annan thought of the tavern rat hole.

Before setting off, Annan told the remaining guards: "If the city lord's palace sends people to investigate, tell them that I have lost something very important, and it is still in Huadu."

"Okay sir."

Annan got on the carriage and asked the driver to rush to the tavern.

"Clean all the guests out." Annan said to the boss who was transferred from Liberty City.

The boss, who didn't know what was going on, did as he was told. Fortunately, there weren't many customers during the day, so he sent them away after giving out some coupons.

"You should avoid it first."

After the tavern hall was empty, Annan opened the wooden box given to him by the merchant.

There was actually an eyeball there... which fit well with Annan's impression of businessmen and the world behind them.

What to do then? Take it out and eat it or...

While Annan was still thinking, a cloud of gray mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the wooden box and eyeball in his hand disappeared, and a businessman in gray robe appeared in their place.

"Sorry, I lost the branch from another world. Is there any way you can find it?" Annan asked directly.

Annan still can't understand the merchant's language, but it tells Annan in a way similar to spiritual communication that it can be found, but their contact with this world will bring disaster here...

Annan has seen it all.

"Is there no other way..."

"No."

"No matter who it is...I won't let him go."

The branches of the different world are related to the weight of Liberty City in this world. Magic images or anything else can't prove anything, but as long as long-distance communication is achieved...not to mention strategic importance, Annan's position in the Holy Human Council will instantly move from the back row to the middle.

At this time, there was a strange feeling on Annan's boots, and a dark and withered hand stretched out from the rat hole in the corner and climbed onto its upper.

"What's wrong?"

This is the first time that Mousehole Weird takes the initiative to contact him.

"It says it can help you..." the businessman translated. "What else do you need?"

"I didn't ask for...oh, can you sell me another eyeball?"

The businessman had no interest in the gold coins, so Annan had to exchange meditation materials for an eyeball.

"Also, I want some humanity to water the branches of the world. Do you have any idea?"

The merchant gave Annan a list of things they needed. Magic such as mithril, fine gold, and orichalcum were also on the list.

Annan can get these, even much easier than the Skeleton King, but he first wants to see if the leaves of the World Tree in this world can give birth to the World Tree in another world.

It’s always better not to spend any money…

The surging gray fog followed the merchant and disappeared into the tavern, leaving no trace.

Annan looked at the withered arm in front of the mouse hole: "How can you help me?"

Without warning, the withered arm grabbed Annan's ankle and dragged him into the rat hole in an instant.

As Annan disappeared, the tavern hall returned to silence...

…

After the initial panic, Annan realized that this was the weird method of Rathole: he became a member of a certain group in an indescribable form, and then under the leadership of the dominant will of this group, he moved from one low perspective after another. pass by.

Rich people's bathrooms, dark dungeons, bustling streets... there are many familiar scenes among them, including taverns, psychic rooms, and even the city lord's mansion... rats are everywhere.

Annan gained a deeper understanding of the Skaven's strengths. As long as they want to, relying on these mice can plunge Huadu into chaos in an instant...

But this did not happen because of the kindness of the rat people, but because Huadu was stronger, and even the chaos would not last long.

The outline of the conspiracy, the poor man holding his dead companion and crying, the mercenary wiping his weapon, the lady bathing in the bathroom, the grinning housekeeper in the secret room...

"Jiejiejie..."

"Back to before!"

Rathole Weird took Annan back to the secret room, "No..." Annan's words suddenly stopped because it was a familiar face: the princess's housekeeper.

"How long will it take for you to come over? That useless princess sent a knight... I suspect she knows something." The housekeeper asked a silhouette hiding in the shadows.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise...

The "housekeeper" next to the princess is actually someone from another vampire clan.

Are there any other bloody councils that have attracted Huadu's attention?

When thinking this way, a cold snort emerged from the shadows: "It's really annoying. There are these disgusting things everywhere..."

The blood of the mouse in the mouse hole evaporated instantly and turned into a dry mouse.

Annan was fine... His perspective was taken away by the strangeness of the rat hole again. During the continuous changes, he also saw an old acquaintance who had disappeared for a long time, the Scarlet Witch.

She sat in front of a round table with a group of very vicious-looking guys, casting a lazy glance and snapping her fingers.

Snapped--

The rat in front of the rat hole exploded into a mess of flesh.

Realizing that searching like this can reveal a lot of secrets, but the branches in the alien world will get farther and farther away, Annan told Mousehole about the appearance of the branches in the alien world.

Ten minutes later, Annan finally saw the branches of a different world...

But it was in the hands of someone Annan could not have imagined.

"...We don't have to look for it anymore, let's go back." After silence, Annan and Shudong said strangely.

Rathole Weird took Annan back to the tavern. He called the boy and asked him to prepare ten portions of honey-glazed barbecue.

"Do you know this rat hole?" Annan asked him.

"I didn't pay attention at all... Do you want me to seal it up?"

"No, it's also a guest here."

"It doesn't pay..." the waiter muttered with a sense of ownership.

"May I have your name?"

"Pumi, my lord."

"...Okay Pumi, you are now the deputy manager of the tavern." Annan appreciated this spirit. "Your task is to deliver food to the rat hole every day, and not to let guests disturb it."

Pumi was stunned there, as if he didn't react.

A Pumi died, and a Pumi changed his fate.

After digesting the experience of this trip, Annan returned to the warehouse and happened to meet Klein and others who had returned.

The princess came to Annan's side, but his attention was not on her. He looked at Itilia who was holding a potted plant: "Sister, why did you take it out..."

"I knew this was an important thing and I didn't want to leave it here, so I took it out."

"oh."