Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Another day has passed.

Based on the powerful and efficient logistics system in modern society, all the large and small items ordered by Kant from Taobao have been delivered. Some of them were built on the spot, while others were carefully packed.

All the fragments, finished products and props were all sent to the White Mist World.

It is not only a supply place for materials and weapons, but also a natural storage and transfer station.

So, all the preparations are ready.

The things that need to be bought are bought, the maps that need to be opened are finished, and the weapons that you want are obtained.

There is no need for him to think about how to confess. The careful and sassy Pharaoh classmate has already guessed the truth of his time travel. This childhood sweetheart is sometimes too clever.

Also made the last call to my parents.

Pharaoh also promised to help cover it up when the time comes.

Some things, please also ask Xiaoman to help pay attention.

That is, everything has been done.

Time to go back.

"When I leave, I won't say hello, I will sneak away."

-Although the sound and light effect passing through and leaving in front of you will definitely shock you.

"Go away, go away, don't say hello, save me from being uncomfortable... Do this kind of thing alone."

- I don't want to be targeted by the Lord God just because I see this kind of thing.

"What? You want to go too? That won't work, at least not now."

- The other world is still too dangerous for you.

"I don't want to go to such a dangerous place! Unless you come to protect me."

—Who wants to be a reincarnator, unless... a fourth-order dad! Send me a **** outfit and give me points!

This conversation probably happened a while back.

It's still a chicken-and-duck talk, different channels, but they can communicate perfectly and understand each other's meanings. The true meaning is unbiased. They all know each other's hearts, and that's enough.

Another morning, when Xiaoman woke up, he realized something.

Get up, get dressed, go out, come to Kant's door, knock on the door, no.

Take the key and open the door.

The whole home has been cleaned up.

She bit her lip and came to the living room. There were three boxes and a piece of paper on the table.

"I'm leaving, don't worry, I'll be back soon, there is gold in the box on the far left, you can handle it yourself, it's just the house money."

The girl opened the box, and there was indeed a huge piece of gold inside. It was neat and square. The gold circulating on the earth has its own imprint, shape and record. Only the legendary main **** space can exchange this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Like a boxy golden cube.

Xiaoman glanced at it, then closed the box, showing no interest in its weight or value.

"In the middle box is a small gift for you. Don't be too happy when you see it. There are actually a lot of those things. I'll find a way to get it for you in the future, but it's best not to let others find out..."

She opened the box and saw a watch on top.

As a **** Ke Ai party, she recognized the anesthesia watch of a certain elementary school student at a glance.

She moved in her heart, picked up her watch, and saw that there was a card below.

"It's the real thing. It can be inspired by the operation in the comics. I can't think of it! Isn't it a surprise? Can you guess how I came up with it? Hahahahahaha..."

The above is written like this, and the pride is on the paper.

"Idiot, have you even gone to the world of famous detectives?" Xiaoman murmured, "You won't kill Conan, will you? Or coerce Dr. Li to work for you?"

She turned the card, and there were words on the back: "... Of course, this one is the same as the original one, you can only shoot one round at a time. What's more embarrassing is that there is no matching ammunition, so I can only make a few more, let you Self-defense when necessary - although I hope this moment never comes."

There were actually two more in the box.

"…cut."

Xiaoman said with disdain: "It turned out to be from the exchange list, really..."

There were also some jewelry, a short sword, and several bottles of liquid in the box, each of which had a special instruction manual. Pharaoh glanced at it a few times, but did not see the "plot items" that she was familiar with, so he closed the box for the time being.

"Don't open the third box. I haven't come back after a long, long time. When I can't hide it from my parents, open it again. Everything is inside."

The paper turned into a ball in the girl's hand.

"Idiot, idiot, bastard."

With red eyes, she scolded in a low voice, "It's not good for you to be cheap..."

The girl walked to the bedroom step by step, opened the door, the bed was clean and the air was fresh.

People are no longer there.

Her childhood sweetheart has gone to another world.

"…so close."

In the white mist world, Kant sat up from the bed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I almost didn't finish sweeping the floor, I almost collided with Old Wang..."

He sat on the bed, was silent for a moment, exhaled slowly, and patted his cheek.

"Okay, okay, cheer up."

"It's time to go."

"It's time to go back."

He muttered to himself.

This decision is not so easy to make.

He once thought that he had lost everything, but in the end he regained it. In just a few days at home, he would have to return to another world to start a new journey... Only he himself understood how much reluctance to give up.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoman, if I don't go back, if I don't do these things, my heart will never be able to calm down for the rest of my life... I'll have an uneasy conscience."

"So, I'll go first."

He stood up and put on the sanctuary armor he had brought in yesterday. The saber, cape, secondary weapon, and hidden potion. This set of protective gear is ingenious, from beauty to practicality to functionality. It is the best choice.

Then he came to the balcony and rappelled down.

Come to the tombstone of civilization.

—No, there is no tombstone there anymore. The White Mist World has reset everything, except for the magic items from other worlds. The tombstone engraved by Kant has disappeared, and the beautiful Song Poetry has returned. Only the sword of the knight is still inserted there. Waiting for Kant.

"Awaited."

Kant picked up the knight's sword and put it on the slot on the back of the sword.

And the Great Sword of the Destroyer hangs from his waist.

Earthlings wear the unicorn helmet.

He is ready to return to the other world in such a posture.

Although a Hummer has been prepared and enchanted and modified, it can be directly driven out.

However, Huisha Manor has been razed to the ground. Time has passed, and news has spread. At this time, Huisha mostly gathered the secret whistleblowers of all parties around. At that time, the townspeople fled in all directions. The horror legend about the Aurora Devil must be like the night. Hovering in the surrounding ten miles and eight townships like an owl, it can cure children from crying at night.

Under such circumstances, it would be too conspicuous, too ostentatious, and too wild to drive an enchanted and modified Hummer all the way to waste gas, and it would be almost the same as sacrificing with a red name.

And a knight dressed in such an honest and reliable, holy light, the point is that he can't see his face with a full-face helmet - no doubt much safer, and still able to inquire about information.

So, just do it.

He flicked the hilt of the long sword behind him: "I'm going."

The halo shattered, the space door opened, and Kant stepped into another world in one step.

The world turned upside down and the world changed color, as if spanning an infinite and eternal distance.

until the feet are on firm ground.

Kant looked around attentively, very good, there is no camp, and there is no new viscount official sent by the empire, he is not surrounded by a group of outsiders, which is very good.

And here, is undoubtedly Huisha Manor.

the ruins.

The ground beneath my feet was still black and charred, and had not yet regained its vitality. The raging flames that night destroyed everything, all people, all wealth, all dreams, and all delusions.

Kant sighed silently.

This is a place he will never forget.

Everything about that day is unforgettable.

One night of despair, one night of madness, one night of growth.

He has lost a lot here, a lot.

"...the bodies are gone."

It's normal, it's restrained, it doesn't matter.

As he said when he left, he and the Goode family have already separated.

He shook his head, turned and left, ready to find someone to ask about the situation.

At this moment, there was a sound from the rear. He pressed his sword and turned his head. There were more than a dozen people on the road, men and women, with different weapons, looking like a mercenary team.

When they saw Kant, they were taken aback and instinctively raised their weapons, but they were relieved to see Kant's radiant and upright outfit.

The leader was a burly man with a heavy sword on his back, he immediately raised his hand to stop his companions, then took a few steps forward with his bare hands, and said loudly: "No offense, Your Honorable Knight, Your Honor, I'm here to ask you to come here. , why is it, is there anything we can do to help?"

Kant replied: "I heard that the Viscount Huisha was destroyed by a terrible force, so I came to check and search to see if I could find traces of evil. Who are you?"

Weil said heartily: "We humble mercenaries also earn a bite to eat for the remuneration. The employer ordered us to pay attention to Huisha's news, and we stayed here. Now that the contract period has come, we can leave for home. We cleaned up yesterday. Alright, let's check it out at the end of the day."

Kant glanced at the two big cars they were driving and nodded: "Then, farewell."

The mercenary leader said: "Where is the knight going? If you don't dislike it, we can send you all the way in exchange for your protection. This does not violate the commandment of knights."

Kant glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's not on the way."

Weir said sincerely: "Knights search for evil forces. Although we are incompetent and unable to help, we can provide the experience of these days for free. Please allow me."

Kant sighed silently.

Then strode towards the other side.

Will bowed respectfully to welcome him, and when he approached, he said humbly: "There are a lot of strange things that have happened these days, and I can't say it all at once. Please be patient. The beginning of the Aurora Devil nicknamed The Joker, according to legend, he..."

At this moment, Will showed a horrified look.

He looked behind Kant and said in horror, "Clown!"

Kant turned his head abruptly, but the next moment, a dark light appeared in Will's eyes, and a shadow rose up, covering Kant's helmet.

Kant raised his arms to block, and was staggered back by a punch. The next moment, four hook claws had already clasped his hands and feet, and a strange shadow swept over, and lightly took off the death chaser from his waist. The big sword flew away immediately, with pride and ridicule in his eyes.

At the same time, Will, who had drawn his great sword, rushed forward excitedly and roared: "I know this armor! It was auctioned by Viscount Samuel! In other words, he is the clown! Take him down! The treasure of the Goode family, and then take him to collect the bounty, we will earn double!"

As soon as this statement came out, the companions who were a little dazed even though they followed suit were all stunned, and all of them showed an excited look, especially the thief.

He was holding the big sword in his hand even more unwilling to let go, and even regretted it—he was so weak, why didn’t I take the opportunity to stab him? Maybe the biggest credit is mine!

But then, the thief froze all over.

He was horrified to find that, as he dodged and retreated, the Aurora was actually turning his head to look at him, and he could even see the cold gaze behind the gap in the armor.

But... he was clearly hit by the captain's vision blocking spell, how could he...

The next moment, the thief showed an unbelievable look.

Because of the claws that hooked the opponent's limbs, the collapse disappeared... Yes, it disappeared out of thin air.

He saw the Aurora, who had regained his mobility, pull out something from his lower back, and then aimed it at him in the distance. It was very strange, with a very round black hole in the middle...

"boom."

In the deafening explosion, the head of the thief who was still running with a puzzled expression suddenly burst open, and the crimson flames scorched the brain and splashed around. The corpse was still running until it fell to the ground.

Weir was startled at first, then calmly shouted: "He is only one person! Go on! This spell must not be used multiple times, entangle him, and don't let him get the sword!"

Kant retracted his pistol, suddenly raised his cloak, and pulled out two fire-fighting axes from behind. The fighting spirit was infused, and the elements flowed. In addition to sharpness and flames, new sacred runes were added. The awns converged into a vortex, and the stone was shocked, and he suddenly shot!

The two flying axes slashed towards Weil, who was slashing with his sword. The other side was shocked, and he fought up, and the sword blocked, but the overwhelming force of terror came over, and two strikes, one after another, slashed him into the air. Knock back out!

He vomited out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.

With the blessing of Kant's fighting qi, he took a big leap and rushed into the enemy's line.

In the heavy encirclement of the enemy, the engine out of two pistols.

When Will woke up in a daze again, he heard the screams of his companions before they died.

There is another person's broken thoughts.

"So, foreigners are stupid."

"Obviously I don't want to kill people today. After all, on the first day, it's better to be more restrained."

"I want to let you all go."

"I have to rush up to find death."

"But it reminded me that there is also a problem with this armor, and it has to be dealt with."

Will slowly opened his eyes and saw his teammates lying on the ground, some dead, some still struggling, and the Aurora, the guy dressed as a knight, holding his sword , stabbed them one by one, dead or alive, male or female, whether they begged or not.

"But speaking, I kind of like your other world."

"Human relationships are simpler, and people's hearts are simpler. Whatever you want to do, you can write it on your face. You can fight if you want to, or die if you want. It's so refreshing. There are many ways to solve problems, but everyone likes the most efficient one. That kind...of course, I like it too."

After seeing the Aurora and stabbing the last survivor to death, Vail flicked the hilt of the long sword behind him, and he seemed to be talking to an invisible ghost.

"When I come back this time, I'm still facing the unknown future alone, but I'm not afraid or hesitant. To be able to have such a state of mind, I still have to thank you for your company... This is why I brought you, you reminded me Me, reminded of the price I paid for my innocence and credulity, so that I would never make mistakes, credulity, and despise again."

"After all, only a fool [beep-] would despise the enemy."

"Right?"

Kant came to Vail who pretended to be in a coma.

"Mr. Weir, thank you for your warm-up and adaptation program. I have quickly entered the state and am ready to integrate into your original, vulgar and sinister exciting game."

He gave a gentle smile.

"Now it is your turn."

The cunning mercenary leader could no longer contain the fear in his heart.

Eyes open, howling and begging loudly...

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PS1: Four thousand five hundred words, sleep sleep...