Quadruple split

Game time PM22:47

Motan and Futaba, who had started to discuss the cooking inexplicably, turned their heads at the same time, just in time to see Grand Duke Baroka, Grand Duke Crystal Wolf, Grand Duke Simon, and Lewin, who was attending the meeting on behalf of Fire Claw, walking down from the open-air lift. Except for Grand Duke Simon, they just In addition to a slight nod in greeting, the other three people walked straight towards the corner where the two of them were. Levin, who was quite nervous, even trotted all the way, waving towards Futaba as if looking for his mother. Dian'er.

"This fox is so embarrassing..."

Futaba rolled her eyes and complained in a murmur: "It's okay to slowly start not to use your brain. What does it mean to run towards me happily with your tail wagging? Is it an atavism?"

Mo Tan touched his belly that was not bulging at all with satisfaction, burped loudly, and said unhurriedly: "Perhaps you have trained well, but if you are afraid that he will become a complete waste, it will not be good afterwards. If you talk to the Fire Claw bus agent, I can take time to provide psychological counseling to Mr. Levine, and I can guarantee immediate results."

“Counseling on coming out?”

Futaba glanced at him and slowly shook her head: "Forget it, you're not as good-looking as that fox."

I have to say that the subjective tendency in this sentence is a bit heavy. Without using [Baicai], Mo Tan's current appearance cannot be considered low. If placed in a society where you can make a living by looking at your face, His appearance is at least worthy of a luxurious KFC lunch. Although it is still far from the level of appearance of Yi Dong's parents, it is definitely not ugly. In addition, his current personality has an unpredictable temperament, which excludes personality. If it is really too bad, it should still be quite popular among the majority of heterosexual groups and individual homosexual groups, at least the pretty, somewhat girly, and simple butter boy like Bilevin is popular.

However, Futaba has never looked at Mo Tan objectively from the beginning, and the latter is almost the same. The moment the two of them knew each other's identity, they regarded each other seriously in their hearts... no, to be precise, they were 'very' serious monsters. , and have already ignored any other components other than the basic physical signs of the other party such as 'male, alive'/'female, alive', such as whether the eyes are good-looking, whether the smile is warm, and whether the dimples are cute Ah, does the voice sound good, and the figure... well, at least in terms of figure, Mo Tan has always been interested in Futaba, so much so that he never forgets to care about the latter's nutrition in terms of front armor.

In fact, Muyu (Futaba) is far less powerful in reality than in the game, but not to the point where she is only slightly stronger than the male Mo Tan. Not only that, by analyzing her current age, nutritional intake, and physical fitness It seems that as long as she consciously eats less junk food and has balanced nutrition, Muyou still has great potential in terms of body shape.

So if that's the case, why did this girl turn herself into a **** in the world of innocence?

There are two reasons. First, after investigating the general content and gameplay of this game in advance, Futaba, who was not sure that he would become a mage at the time, felt that it would be a hindrance if he took the combat profession or the long-distance route. It's better not to have a golden ratio for your figure like in reality (self-proclaimed), but... although her idea does make sense, in fact, even if she gives herself the same style as reality, without any modifications It doesn't matter if she has a small figure, because under normal circumstances, with her figure being thinner and shorter than girls of the same age, that kind of physics career would only become a fatal problem for Yu Chen.

While she was hypnotizing herself, "I have a golden figure and am invincible in the world", Futaba's rationality in her heart was also aware of this fact. Therefore, the first reason mentioned above, both in terms of its actual effect and in her heart, The proportion is infinitely close to zero.

So the second point is the most important...

As one of the top hackers of the modern era, Futaba has always held a grudge against the Innocence Company and the unspeakable firewall of its only game. Her inability to hack into this company's system obviously made her feel extremely frustrated. Frustration, and in her eyes, it is impossible for a certain partner and old enemy who is at the same level as her to do what she cannot do. If she puts herself in her shoes, the other party is likely to experience it with the same mentality. The game Innocence, in other words, it is very likely that he and BLACK will meet in the virtual world...

Under this premise, disguising oneself must be the first priority. Since being completely unrecognizable would look very strange, and I couldn't accept it psychologically, and if I didn't make changes, it would be very likely to be discovered by the other party, so Futaba simply started from some relatively minor details. Start by changing your hair color or fine-tuning your facial contours.

Perhaps because of the inherent talent of women, unlike Mo Tan who has difficulty determining SUN's gender and even regards the former as a man in most cases, Futaba was very, very sure from the beginning - BLACK is 100% a man. He did not show any obvious characteristics other than the personality of an antisocial lunatic, and he had no evidence at all, but Futaba was still able to determine that the other party was a man.

[If the other party is a woman, the disguise of clothing, hairstyle, temperament, and facial features is the most important thing.

But if the other party is a man, it means breasts, butt, legs. As for the appearance, even if I don't make any major adjustments, nine times out of ten, I will only be defined as an 'ordinary beauty', and an 'ordinary beauty', It’s so common in a game like this where you can customize your appearance...]

Under this one-sided, subjective and idealistic thinking, Futaba transformed herself into a relatively flat figure without hesitation.

There is only one purpose, and that is to confuse that BLACK and disguise his true identity as much as possible.

As for Motan's overreaction and embarrassment when mocking Futaba, they are all just disguises, because according to common sense, in reality, even in the game, there will never be much reaction to such ridicule.

I have to say that these two people are really similar to a certain extent. Although the methods are different, their ideas are indeed surprisingly similar. They are crazy about handling various details and do everything possible.

So, back to business…

"Miss Futaba!"

But when he saw Lewen running over, he took a deep breath after standing in front of Futaba, and said with a shy face: "I'm back~"

"oh……"

Futaba stared at Levin for two seconds, then asked calmly: "How is it?"

The latter actually raised his hand and scratched his hair, saying, "I'm a little nervous."

"I specifically didn't ask you how you feel!"

Futaba covered his forehead feebly, looked at Levin with an evil look, and asked word by word: "I'm asking how you are doing at driving..."

"Ah, actually His Majesty the Emperor..."

The internal affairs manager of the Fire Claw Territory, whose personality had already collapsed, finally reacted, but when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Futaba waving his hands like a fly.

"Okay, shut up, stand over there and reflect on what you do for food."

Futaba sent Levin to stand in the corner with a look of displeasure, then leaned listlessly against Emmeline who was sitting next to him, and lazily asked: "How is the situation? Amy."

"The situation is nothing."

Grand Duke Crystal Wolf rubbed Futaba's hair and shrugged: "Your Majesty simply summarized the previous battle, and then asked two court mages to analyze for everyone the reason why Mercury City's severe winter prism will definitely not be able to fight again tomorrow. , nothing else."

Baroka, who was sitting next to Mo Tan, laughed dryly, smacked his lips and said, "If there's anything going on, it's probably that Fernan was shivering the whole time, and he felt like he might get whipped out at any time. It seems like, well, Hussein’s face doesn’t look very good either, and he always feels like there’s something weird…”

"Speak directly if you have something to say. Why do we beat around the bush?"

Mo Tan pulled the plate of snacks in front of Futaba (the latter never ate anything after tasting the cut cake he made by himself), threw it into his mouth and said absently: "Based on your scheming, Grand Duke." , I must have seen something."

The latter was not angry, and just said with a smile: "About that. Although the Panshan Knights are located in the 'wing' far away from the core, I personally did not charge with the large army, but in the center of the battlefield far away. I observed the situation not far away, and then... there seemed to be something going on in the core area of ​​our Violet Eagle Formation. Although it quickly subsided, I still felt that something was not quite right."

"Is there any?"

Emmeline blinked in confusion, looking quite confused: "Why didn't I know?"

Grand Duke Baroka also grabbed a handful of snacks, chewed them, and said with a smile: "Your Crystal Wolf family is at the back, so of course you can't see the situation near the 'Eagle's Throat', and little Emmeline, your combat experience... ...Well, you basically have no combat experience, and the vision is not good at night. Even if you are at the core of the battlefield, you will probably only feel that there is chaos everywhere, and it is difficult to detect where the real chaos is happening."

"Well, why exactly?"

"Yeah, why..."

The two princes seemed to be talking to themselves, but they stared at Mo Tan very pointedly.

"Okay, okay, I understand..."

The latter first stretched out, which looked very comfortable, and then stood up unsteadily and smiled playfully at the two princes: "If you think about it, it's almost time. Let's chat somewhere else. There is a nice pub not far away, we can give you two thirty minutes."

"Us? Thirty minutes?"

Emmeline was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Futaba who was resting on her knees and unwilling to move: "What are you going to do later?"

"A shameful thing."

Futaba replied without looking up.

"Eh!?"

"You're kidding~"

…

forty minutes later

Game time PM23:37

Mithril City, Liuli Pavilion, Suite No. 1010

Justice Hussein walked in the study with a gloomy face. His face was paler than during the previous meeting, the blood vessels on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking anxious and uneasy.

Dong Dong Dong~

Just then, a soft knock on the door came from the front hall.

"Damn it, didn't I ask them to wait until after midnight to come back..."

Duke Hussein thought that the visitors were his confidants who were willing to talk about anything. He immediately left the study angrily, walked to the front hall, opened the door angrily, and said angrily: "Didn't I already say ……Um?!"

Obviously, through his reflection, we can see that this person is not the 'one of his own' as he imagined, but a very, very 'foreign' 'outsider'.

"Yo~"

Futaba stood in front of Grand Duke Hussein and said hello sweetly: "Good evening!"

Boom! !

Then the door slammed in her face.

…

Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom! Boom!

The girl started banging on the door to the tune of The Mass.

Five seconds later...

The livid Grand Duke Hussein opened the door again and shouted angrily: "What on earth are you going to do!"

"Talk about life."

Futaba said lightly, and then took advantage of her height advantage to easily slip under Hussein's arm. She walked to the long table in the front hall and sat down, smiling at the confused man. The Grand Duke asked: "Excuse me, can you give me something to drink?"

Hussein: "..."

one minute later

"After drinking, leave quickly."

Grand Duke Hussein awkwardly carried a tray back to the front hall, and angrily put the teapot in front of Futaba. His two mustaches trembled like an angry old goat.

After all, he is still a nobleman with basic demeanor, and it is disrespectful to kick out a 'guest' without even giving him a glass of water.

"no problem."

Futaba nodded curtly, then poured himself a full cup of black tea, placed the cup on the table without taking a sip, and said with a smile: "We can chat for a while during this process."

The corners of Scorpius Hussein's mouth twitched and he said coldly: "I have nothing to talk to you about."

He took a sip of tea with a gloomy look on his face.

"It's okay. I'll be responsible for starting the topic. You just need to agree with me."

Futaba snapped her fingers, and then said crisply: "Rebbraithen is dead."

"Pfft! Cough...cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!!"

Chapter 541: End