The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

God of games?

Hardy?

Hearing this word, Xixi couldn't help laughing: "What the hell is this."

"I am the only one who has come into contact with it." Da Jiba whispered: "There is a forum that is invitation-only. Only those who believe that artificial intelligence is also a life and has a soul can enter. And Hardy is their common Think 'god'."

Xixi shook her head helplessly: "Modern people are too empty and mess around with everything. I would rather believe in the God of Games than the Flying Pasta Cult."

As a materialist, Xixi does not believe in such a thing as God.

He is willing to believe that artificial intelligence is intelligent, but he is not willing to believe that there is a god in this world.

"But I saw very interesting things in the forum." Dajiba whispered: "As you know, I am from the Greater Bay Area. Although I am not a celebrity, and I have no contact with people in the Greater Bay Area. I have met several dignitaries in person. In that forum, I met two real big shots."

"I'm pretending." Xixi said with a smile: "I have a trumpet called Bin Laden in Xiaohongshu, and I also use Bin Laden's avatar. Am I actually Bin Laden?"

The big muscle bully sighed: "Do you think I'm stupid? Can't tell the difference between the fake and the real person?"

Xixi shook his head: "It's not that I don't believe you, but the leakage of information now is quite dangerous. Maybe someone is pretending to be a celebrity based on the information collected?"

"Forget it, just pretend that I haven't said this." Da Mushao suddenly laughed: "I think what you said makes sense."

Xixi looked at the big muscle tyrant with some suspicion.

The other party suddenly stopped talking about it, which made him feel a little bit wrong.

But he did not continue to ask, but chatted about other topics.

At the same time, I kept this in mind.

The carriage wandered for an entire afternoon, and finally arrived at the outskirts of the elves in the evening.

Under the guidance of several elf girls, more than a hundred carriages drove into a huge square.

The square is surrounded by two circles of tall trees, and beyond the trees is a sky full of yellow sand.

The setting sun floats on the sand sea, and the golden sand and gravel ocean reflects the scaly light. It is desolate and dead. On the other side is the vast rolling forest, full of vitality. This contrast gives people a dream-like impact. .

The nobles who got off the carriage were all amazed when they saw this scene.

Then they were attracted by two elven girls who came to greet them.

These elf girls carry longbows on their backs, wear close-fitting leather armor, and wear black shadow leopards. They are beautiful and sassy.

Xixi looked at the beautiful little faces and exclaimed: "Damn, it would be so great to marry someone back to my territory. I will definitely not get out of bed for three days and three nights."

The big muscle tyrant smiled and said: "If your words spread on the Internet, the title of a greasy male anchor will not escape."

"Don't worry, I'm not live streaming."

"I do not have either."

Ha ha ha ha!

The two men laughed.

Next, the Silver Winged Cavalry were led to a resting place specially set up for them to settle down.

The guests continued hiking into the forest under the 'protection' of the elf girl.

On the trees on both sides of the road, a 'firefly' lantern is hung every five meters or so.

Watching the fireflies flying in groups in the lamp, you feel a mysterious atmosphere.

The nobles made sounds of surprise and exclaimed from time to time.

The venue of the banquet was not too far away from here. After walking for more than ten minutes, we arrived.

This is a wide square. Calling it a square is actually not quite right.

Although it is not inside the building, the trees here are specially catalyzed. They are more than ten meters high and have a large crown, forming a large circle.

The dense tree canopy forms a 'ceiling' high in the sky. According to the elves, even if it rains heavily, no water droplets will seep down from above.

It will be guided to other places by branches and leaves.

So essentially, this is also a special building interior.

And here they saw Hardy.

Hardy came earlier than them and was talking to a few elf women who were obviously important people at first glance.

After a while, Hardy ended his conversation with the elf women and walked up to the guests.

"I'm very happy that everyone is willing to give me face and come to the elves' grand gathering."

The human nobles gathered in a circle and applauded vigorously.

There were many elven girls around, and they felt incredibly beautiful.

"This is mainly a commercial bidding meeting for the elves. Everyone knows that the elves have suffered some bad things recently and now they need some materials to rebuild their homes."

Everyone listened quietly.

"We can talk about the elves' dried fruits, carvings, perfumes and other materials." Hardy said with a smile: "But before that, let us taste the elves' food and wine first. You are welcome."

After he finished speaking, groups of female elves came over with plates of delicious food and placed them on the surrounding tables.

At the same time, there was also fruit wine from the elves.

As for elf honey... the elves don't even have enough to eat it, so they usually don't use it to entertain guests.

Everyone relaxed, and groups began to divide into small circles and began to communicate as a group.

There were also some elven women in uniforms who came in and started chatting with people about transactions.

The nobles were not very interested.

After all, these things are the same as the old ones. Although they are valuable, there is nothing new.

It's great if you can get the transaction amount, but it doesn't matter if you can't get it.

What they are now paying more attention to is, can the elves come up with anything special for this banquet besides external commerce?

At this time, Bing Xixi suddenly said: "Big muscle tyrant, do you think Hardy seems weak?"

The big muscle tyrant nodded.

In fact, it wasn't just the two of them, almost all the nobles noticed it.

Hardy now has thick dark circles under his eyes and seems mentally unstable.

He sat alone at a table and used a handkerchief to wipe his sweat from time to time.

Even if someone wanted to talk to him, Hardy would refuse.

The nobles were all too familiar with Hardy's appearance.

Isn't this a sign of excessive indulgence?

They do that from time to time.

When I think about the fact that there are so many beautiful women around Hardy, they seem to be quite prestigious among the elves. Maybe Hardy has killed seven in and seven out of the elves in the past few days.

Just thinking about it makes me feel envious.

And at this time, a very beautiful girl, more beautiful than all the elf girls before, walked in.

The other party was wearing a three-color smudged silk dress. Although the colors looked messy, as if they had been splashed on, there was still a natural beauty to it.

He is obviously a big shot among the elves.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.

Hardy was naturally no exception, and then waved to the other party.

The elf girl walked over and sat down in front of Hardy, her face slightly red.

Then Hardy leaned forward and whispered something to the girl.

Then the girl stood up and walked away shyly.

Didn't succeed?

How reserved are the elves? Even a beautiful boy like Hardy has not succeeded?

But it seems that the elf girl is also very emotional.

This was just an interlude, and the nobles didn't care.

They were discussing how to allocate the shares of those commodities. Except for the particularly large share of dried fruits, the elves gave very little to other businesses.

There is a feeling of tasteless food and a pity to throw away.

The big muscle tyrant also felt strange: "If this is the product of the elves, it seems a bit unsatisfactory."

And nodded Xixi repeatedly.

But at this time, the elf girl came back again and brought a large bowl of white soup.

Steamy and steamy.

And as the mist drifted away, everyone smelled a fragrance.

When you smell it, you feel refreshed and uplifted.

Hardy seemed very happy to see this thing. He picked it up, raised his head and finished it in one sip, and then licked his lips with unfulfilled interest.

The nobles pretended to be talking about business, but their thoughts were almost entirely on Hardy.

They were curious about what Hardy was drinking.

Produced by the elves, it must be a high-quality product.

For example, tea leaves, such as World Tree petals.

Watching Hardy finish drinking the soup, the elf girl became even more shy. She lowered her head the whole time and did not dare to look up at anyone.

The long ears turned pink.

After Hardy finished drinking the soup, he sat for a while, and then his body became noticeably straighter.

At this time, someone exclaimed in a low voice: "Look at Mr. Hardy's face."

Just now, Hardy still had dark circles under his eyes, his face was a little yellow, and he looked very weak.

But now Hardy's face is clear and fair, with a slight reddish tint. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a high-spirited young man.

"There's something wrong with the soup."

At this time, Hardy stood up and stretched out his hand to the elf girl.

The elf girl shyly put her hand in Hardy's palm, and then followed Hardy out of the venue.

this!

Everyone present was an experienced veteran, how could they not know why Hardy brought the elf girl here.

"No way, I feel refreshed in just a few minutes. What kind of potion is that?"

"The things from the elves must be good things."

"I want too."

Although Hardy is not at the venue now, everyone is looking out from time to time.

They were waiting for Hardy to come back and ask him what he had drunk.

Generally speaking, it is estimated that you will be back within half an hour.

As a result...an hour passed and Hardy still hadn't come back.

At this time, some nobles had already asked the elven traders about what Hardy drank just now.

As a result, the elf girls not only did not answer, but also looked at them with disgust.

As a result, instead of being angry, these nobles became happier.

It seemed like some switch had been triggered.

Two hours later, Hardy had not returned.

More than half of the nobles began to inquire about the name of the soup.

Three hours later, Hardy finally returned.

The elf girl next to him had a messy and wrinkled long skirt, her face was red and limp, and she obviously couldn't walk.

When the nobles saw this scene, after a brief silence, they all gathered around Hadi.

"Sir Hardy, what did you drink just now? Can you give me a name?"

"Sir Hardy, you can't keep such a good thing to yourself."

"Sir Hardy, you have a good relationship with the elves, can you ask them to sell us some information?"

The elf girls next to them looked at these nobles who were as excited as monkeys with the same expressions as cockroaches in smelly ditches. (End of chapter)