Elf Archer of Life in Another World

The real Bo'and, and the core area of ​​the Bo'and tribe, is the Yunshang River that Qi Youfeng saw.

The strange elf that appears around every year is the last member of the Christmas Clown mercenary group: Alexandra (Alexandra or Alex).

The smile became more and more beautiful every year in the rainbow sky. Qi Youfeng subconsciously handed his hand to her and interlocked with her fingers.

Nian Nian pulled him a few steps onto the vine bridge. Alexander opened his mouth and followed behind the two of them. He sometimes pushed his glasses and sometimes touched his hair. It was obvious that he had something to ask.

Qi Youfeng felt that he and Alexander had just met, so it seemed inappropriate to not even say hello. However, he walked faster and faster every year, and seemed to really not want him to speak, let alone Alexander find a chance to talk.

The singing voice that followed him became much clearer. Looking at Nian Nian's slightly confused expression as he looked around, he knew that she had not found the source of the singing voice either.

The vine bridge is very wide, enough for three or four people to walk side by side, and it is also very stable. It feels like walking on flat ground when you step on it, and there is no shaking at all like a high-altitude suspension bridge.

Walking to the middle of the vine bridge, the gauze-like water mist brushed across my cheeks. Nian Nian slowed down his pace, raised his head slightly, and looked at the waterfall falling into the clear sky.

The colorful bridge splashed with water, as if within reach, Qi Youfeng looked at Nian Nian.

Those light green eyes are like two dazzling diamonds, with countless facets sparkling with light, and monotonous rainbow colors reflected in them, turning into a complex and brilliant brilliance that makes people unable to bear to look away.

Qi Youfeng raised his hand and touched the corners of her eyes lightly, his fluttering eyelashes swept across his fingertips, Nian Nian's soft palm covered the back of his hand, pressed it against her cheek, tilted his head and smiled:

"Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Qi Youfeng looked into her eyes, "The scenery in your eyes is probably even more beautiful."

The visual enhancement of the Elf player lies not only in the range of vision, but also in the more detailed color resolution. The gorgeous rainbow he saw will not be known what kind of dreamlike picture it will be in Nian Nian's eyes.

Perhaps the Qi Youfeng in Nian Nian's eyes is a little different from the Qi Youfeng he thinks.

"Yes," Nian Nian also looked at him and smiled, "the scenery in my eyes is particularly beautiful and moving."

Qi Youfeng was stunned, and pinched her face in confusion: "Glib tongue."

"So you blush sometimes," Nian Nian made a face and continued to walk with him to the other end of the Ivy Bridge. "Boand is the only one in the entire Jesses Forest - and probably in the entire game world.

Yunshangchuan, you are the first human being to see this scenery in history."

"It's a great honor," Qi Youfeng focused on the vine bridge in front of him, "but why do I feel...I'm not very popular?"

This is already the sixth elf walking around him.

Fortunately, these elves all looked intently, with neither curiosity nor disgust in their eyes, and there was a sense of dignity in their indifference and alienation.

"No one has any bad intentions," Niannian said helplessly without denying this isolation, "but don't expect anyone to be so enthusiastic and treat you as a distinguished guest."

"What about the attitudes of the elves down there?"

Qi Youfeng thought of the excitement in the forest.

"I'll ask Alexander about this later. I also want to know what happened in the Jesses Forest recently."

Nian Nian could not answer this phenomenon, so he stepped on a floating leaf at the end of the vine bridge. After Qi Youfeng stood firm, he squeezed together with him under the strange gaze of the passing elves.

The floating leaves floated tremblingly upwards and stopped in front of a tree house. After the two overloaded passengers left, they hid in the trees as if they were fleeing.

Bending down to enter the tree house, the space inside was not as small and dark as Qi Youfeng imagined.

The singing disappeared instantly, and soft light poured down from the roof, lighting up every corner.

There are bookshelves on three sides of the treehouse walls, with countless books neatly stacked. The titles on the backs seem to be handwritten, which makes Qi Youfeng guess that someone may have copied these books word for word by hand.

On the desk in the middle of the tree house are two stacks of cube-like papyrus. One stack is blank, and the other seems to have been filled with writing. On the pen stand next to it lie three feather pens. The length and thickness are exactly the same, and the color and style of the feathers are also the same.

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"This is Alexander's tree house. Don't touch anything. Just sit here like this."

Set an example every year and sit cross-legged on the ground.

"Did he write these himself?" Qi Youfeng sat beside her and asked.

"Copying, he memorized all the books he read in the game. Of course, some of them are books in reality."

Nian Nian got up from the ground, pulled out five or six books of varying thickness from different locations on the bookshelf, and handed them to Qi Youfeng:

"These are the textbooks he wrote for me before. They are included in various subjects. I haven't read them carefully."

Qi Youfeng took it and looked at the titles such as Introduction to Geometry, A Brief History of the World, A Brief History of the Development of Science and Technology, and Concise Physics on the cover, and he felt a sudden admiration for Alexander.

It's just a pity that based on his understanding of Nian Nian, she was definitely not a good student before her memory was restored. After her memory was restored, she didn't need these at all, which destined the fate of these textbooks to be abandoned.

Every year he continued to pick up those books and pulled out a dozen more for him to read:

"These are storybooks, the original stories that Nick told me."

Nian Nian went around to the desk, grabbed a pile of papyrus full of words, and flipped through it:

"Huh? Did Alexander also write down Nick's messy stories?"

"That's right," Niannian casually threw down the stack of papers and took down three thick books from the top shelf of one of the bookshelves, "These are Alexander's game experiences, and they also include the history of our mercenary group.

,Want to take a look?"

"..."

Qi Youfeng, who was very obedient and did not move anything, sat upright and did not want to take over these "stolen items", especially when the owner of the tree house was standing at the door, holding his chest and breathing rapidly.

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder seem to have some mysophobia, right?

Qi Youfeng looked at the bookshelves and desks that had been messed up year after year, and was not sure whether he should help tidy them up.

If the book you take out is misplaced, it seems to be a disservice, right?

Niannian quickly pushed the three books in his hand to Qi Youfeng, looked at Alexander and smiled: "He wants to read it, I will do my best for you as a landlord."

Qi Youfeng lowered his head and opened the first page. He originally wanted to recite the full text, but was blocked by unfamiliar words.

Alexander's native language is definitely not English.

"Come on, come on, I know you must have a lot of questions to ask, why don't we prepare something to eat first?"

Nian Nian jumped to sit down at the desk, took out a pile of flowers, plants and fruits, and greeted Alexander diligently.

Alexander held the bookshelf, took the books from the honest Qi Youfeng, and nodded silently:

"First explain why you didn't think of contacting me until a few days ago."

"I couldn't get in touch before, but later I forgot." Nian Nian smiled innocently.

"Why couldn't we get in touch? Why could we get in touch again later? Why did we forget? What was important at that time? Why did all nine of you forget? Where are Nick and the others? Who is this man? How did you get to know him? You and

What's his relationship? Does Nick know? What did they say? How did you fly up just now? Is it special equipment? Can you take people with you?"

After Alexander asked, all the books in his arms were put back to their original places. Nian Nian looked hopeless and held an apple in a daze.

Qi Youfeng grabbed a handful of cherries and slowly peeled and pitted them. He was so focused that he didn't seem to hear Alexander's words and definitely didn't intend to answer them.

Two is born, two begets three, and three begets all things. Qi Youfeng feels that this sentence is so appropriate to put here.

"Why do you seem to have grown so much? Are you growing so fast? Did your Moon Spirit Bow change its crystal? Did Kraft change it for you? Did he give you any new equipment? Where are the others?

them--"

"Stop, stop, stop," Nian Nian interrupted Alexander's endless questions and cleared his throat, "Listen to me first. If you have any questions, wait until I finish talking."

Alexander nodded.

"It all started when I was on the Blue Whale..."

…

Nian Nian's story told about the sun setting and the rising sun. Alexander listened and took notes while Qi Youfeng listened and poured water and snacks for Nian Nian, not caring at all about the order of his appearance or his role.

Nian Nian's first-person narration omits most of the actions of others, as well as some delicate psychological changes. Compared with Qi Youfeng's emotional journey, she describes more details in Nian Nian's life.

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"...Then I came back, that's it." Nian Nian ended the story and looked at Alexander pitifully.

Seeing how expressive and vivid she is, why don't we just hit her with a hundred thousand "whys"?

Alexander thought for a while and then said: "The last word."

He lies on the ground pretending to be a dead body every year.

Alexander smiled and pushed up his glasses: "Welcome home."

…

"Shortly after you left, the Senate of Babel began its general election. At that time, the news about the Moon Spirit Tree came back. The Dionysus brother and sister said they knew how to obtain the Moon Spirit Wood and that they could guarantee their support.

Each player has one, temporarily attracting some attention."

Alexander handed two wooden cups to Niannian and Qi Youfeng, which contained sweet and delicious morning dew. It was not only the most common breakfast here, but also a drink that could refresh the mind and restore mental strength.

"Such a bad promise will always be exposed. Not to mention that the Moon Spirit Wood is not so easy to get, and the native elves in the tribe will not allow them to do this, right?"

The three major tribes that own the Moon Spirit Tree all have more native elves than the players, and they are also the backbone of the tribes. The high priests of each tribe are deeply loved by the elves, including the players, and have great influence.

This strategy of the Dionysus brother and sister will definitely offend the high priest who guards the Moon Spirit Tree.

It has been speculated every year that the players who followed the Dionysus brothers and sisters were probably born in other tribes and did not understand the significance of the Moon Spirit Tree to the native elves. Perhaps they were lucky and jealous, so they acted like this.

This kind of stupid thing is selling sacred trees as firewood.

Alexander nodded, indicating that Nian Nian's judgment was correct:

"Their support rate once dropped to the point where there was no hope of a comeback, and they were even hated by many native elves."

"But?" Nian Nian raised his eyebrows.

"It seemed that they had suddenly enlightened. They changed their campaign policy, and they seemed to have met very powerful human allies and planners. When I noticed something strange, they had already won overwhelming popularity among the other two races."

Alexander cautiously guessed, and he had not investigated the inside story and details clearly.

"What did they do?"

Surprised every year. The image of the elves in the eyes of the other two races is not very good. They are always associated with adjectives such as indifference, gloom, xenophobia, backwardness and isolation.

"They..." Alexander's expression was a bit indescribable, "They became idols."