Chapter 4063: Stop Pretending, Show Your Cards, and Take the Blame

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Stop pretending, show your cards.

I have thought about it many times, am I the only real person in this illusion? Of course, maybe I may not be a real person, but just an NPC who retains memories of the real world. This is like the difference between physical body time travel and soul time travel.

Of course, it’s just a fantasy that looks quite entertaining. There is no devil, no dragon, no princess, and no old village chief of Novice Village. I don’t need to save the world, snatch the princess back from the dragon, or even possibly The villains are all acquaintances and family members in real life. It is more like an IF family movie that completely removes the heavy elements.

There is no burden, no matter what the possibility is, it makes no difference to me. I read mobile games every day, and my life is so pleasant that I don’t want to return to reality. After all, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a fantasy, and it is impossible for me to let it go. Choosing to abandon home, friends, and... hometown?

After careful calculation, the time it took to travel to the Dark Continent is almost the same as before. If you include the thousand-year test of the Salted Fish Sword, it is even more incomparable, so it is not bad to call it a second hometown. Well, it must be me. When you see something different, you abandon your home and country, and forget your ancestors. It turns out that there is not much nostalgia in the world, but there are already too many important things here that cannot be let go.

Speaking of which, yes, no matter how beautiful this broken illusion is, it cannot make me give up those real and important things, but, but, everyone has selfishness and longing for beautiful wishes, let alone... This savior, whose goal is to eat and wait for death, although I can't let go of reality, is it okay for you to let me touch in the fantasy world for a while?

These are my general thoughts during this period. Let’s just regard it as some compensation and benefits obtained after being tortured by the salty fish sword for a thousand years. Isn’t it too much?

So back to the topic, am I really the only one touching happily in this broken illusion?

Why are we trapped in this delusion? I tried to remember it, and finally I remembered it, oh, it turned out to be to hold the coming-of-age ceremony for the little mermaid Elijah.

Perhaps, this fantasy is to test Elijah to see if she is qualified to undergo the coming-of-age ceremony? Judging from the plot so far, it doesn’t look like it. I mean, it doesn’t look like a test. Everyone is very involved. Even Elijah, who is the protagonist, even I am worried for her. When will I conquer the little girl? The female dragon, when will she blow the attack horn, when will she lead the witch to conquer the world.

So urgent, so urgent, mio ​​is not that urgent.

As a result, she arrived well and came to my house day after day to eat fruits and drink black tea, highlighting a life rhythm that is in line with the life of middle-aged and elderly people in contemporary society, farming and herding sheep to save the world.

She also developed a nasty device designed to look at other people's measurements. If I were the referee, I would just give her a GO.

Comparing it to the several Arthurian tests I have experienced, the dogs would feel distressed and shed tears after seeing them.

Therefore, it is difficult for you to imagine that the protagonist of this illusion is Elijah, and that this illusion is a test for Elijah. Instead, it seems like... ahem, maybe I am just being sentimental?

Why do I feel like everyone is surrounding me?

Either you join the Elliya camp or the little dragoness camp, come and fight me! I want to sell coke and melon seeds, and I want to see rivers of blood!

Why do you catch me collecting wool alone?

This is inappropriate.

Another question, if this is the place of trial for Elijah, then why does she not have real memories, but I keep them? Unsurprisingly, the little female dragon who came with us to watch the crowd is also an NPC with no affection. As for the Mermaid King... I haven't seen it yet, but judging from the plot so far, there is a high probability that he will. He is the stuff of the Three Giants of the Underworld or Android 16.

In this broken illusion, besides me, are there any other [people]?

I fell into a lot of thinking about this.

Then there was the answer.

It's not because of my insane IQ, but because the answer is so simple that it almost rubs my face.

You see, in this fantasy world, although everyone has the same personality traits as reality, they will also show styles that are completely different from reality due to different environmental factors.

For example, Sarah and Gemini, a pink student, wear sailor school uniforms, carry schoolbags, and ride bicycles on the long, long slopes under the cherry blossom trees every day.

Are they all boarding students? Haven't gone to school recently? That's okay.

Another example is Tamoya, who wears an upright police uniform, drives a police car, and races on the streets with all kinds of criminals every day, fighting wits and courage in a hail of bullets.

Occasionally she would appear on a helicopter again, her upper body sticking out of the hatch would be subjected to the severe test of the biting cold wind like a knife. There were tear holes in the flesh-hugging police uniform, but it could not blow the top of her head. A righteous police officer, she held the door handle and held the RPG with one hand, destroying the criminals who had committed numerous crimes and the high-rise buildings they hijacked and occupied, and successfully set all the hostages free.

Of course, the most representative thing is undoubtedly the little ghost. With such a strong and twisted character, after assuming the role of sister-in-law, he can only play the trick of getting under the bed in the middle of the night, and no longer bothers him when he goes out - of course , maybe because there is no pendant on my body that can allow her to get into.

Yes, everyone has undergone some changes with the change in identity setting, even the little ghost is no exception.

But look at the Red and White Princess.

The miners in Siberia have safety helmets in place and mining picks, although they are used in less than serious ways.

Only on her body was she stubbornly wearing her armpit-baring witch costume that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Doesn’t this put the answer directly in my face?

Of course, there is another undeniable factor. In my eyes, the Red and White Princess, who has shown some overly mysterious factors from time to time, has become a person. Even if one day she jumps out and announces loudly, in fact, I am the biggest behind the scenes. You'll be surprised.

It cannot be said that she does not belong to and should not exist in this world. It can only be said that the dimension she lives in may be a little different from ours.

so……

I'll rub it! I rub it!

Her hair is messy, red bows are scattered around her feet, and her skirt looks like a broken lotus leaf rolled into a ball and unfolded. The red and white princess is sitting on the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes and protesting.

"My father broke into the door early in the morning. Could it be that..."

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is there a new mine? To be honest, Siberia is a bit cold, but South Africa is too hot. Australia is always bitten by bugs, and the one in the Middle East is even worse. Every time I dig, I get sprayed by black and thick liquid. There are stones all over my body, and I don’t know which naughty kid threw them. It’s really painful when I hit my body. I really hope I can find a place that’s warm in winter and cool in summer, without bugs or naughty kids.”

After recounting the rich mining experience in the world in one breath, the Red and White Princess looked at my unmoved fish-eye expression and finally realized that she could no longer survive with cuteness.

"Oh my god, where did the flaw show up?"

There are so many flaws that you have no intention of covering up that I don’t even want to list them all.

"Isn't it good to live happily every day, father?" the red and white princess said again. She stretched out her hand and a cup of hot tea appeared out of thin air. After taking a sip, even an empty stomach in the early morning would not worry about getting stomach problems.

"The words have been spoken. Father, please change your words. It sounds awkward."

"No, no, no, unless my father plans to leave, the show must continue. Please respect the script."

"It's up to you. It's not me who suffers anyway, but when it comes to respecting the script, you who have been messing around and changing the settings are the murderer, right? How come another one of the eight good witches appears?!"

"Don't talk nonsense. This has nothing to do with me... right?" Perhaps because my tone was so determined, the red and white princess' tone of defense was a little lacking in confidence, which directly exposed the truth.

"The dream goddess's spell card, which part of the goddess did it fall from?" I asked with a smile.

So the red and white princess touched her through her skirt, and then through her clothes. When she touched her heart, she showed a look of surprise, tapped her forehead and stuck out her tongue, making her look very cute.

"Oh, I did accidentally drop one, hehe."

"You guy, be more serious! Can't you make me live a more comfortable life? Do you have to do something more?!" I held the big collar on the chest of the red and white princess who was trying to be cute and swayed back and forth.

"Speaking of which, this matter also has something to do with my father."

"Wait, can this be blamed on me?"

"It's not all my father's fault. Even if the mermaid clan comes to do such a good thing, they don't call me."

"Why do I have to call you? And you are so elusive all day long. I don't know where to find you if I want to call you."

"For this kind of thing, as long as Father stands at the door and shouts three times that Mengjiang is back for dinner, I will show up."

I don’t believe it, why does it have to be three times? Who proposed it? Who allowed it? Who formulated it? Who is responsible? I just barked twice, whether you wanted to show up or not.

"Because of my father's ruthless abandonment, I can only embark on a journey to find my father alone."

"Wait a minute." I ignored all the complaints and thought of a possibility: "You couldn't have followed me all the way and joined the mermaid clan, right?"

"Isn't that right?" The Red and White Princess nodded complainingly: "My father and I walked along the Cotai Strip, but I didn't have any. I had to swim all the way to keep up."

No, I'm a little confused. Is the golden land of the mermaid clan... a place that can be reached by swimming?

"Nine times out of ten, it was because I soaked in the sea for a long time and the charms on my body were soaked. In the end, the one on my chest accidentally fell off and shattered. You see, isn't this related to my father? If my father If you had planned to bring me along in the first place, none of this would have happened.”

Is this okay?

I can't wait to tilt my head 180 degrees to think about the intricate cause and effect relationship.

I always feel that if the Red and White Princess drags me down so unscrupulously, sooner or later, she will list the reasons and faults for the demolition of her shrine that she built countless times, and blame it on me...

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