Chapter 488: Bad Thoughts

Facts have proved that people with suspicious diseases are always prone to wild thoughts and assumptions.

Lin En is no exception.

But as the saying goes, a wise man will make a mistake in a thousand considerations, while a fool will gain something in a thousand considerations. So as an ordinary person, more calculations will definitely lead to more wins, less calculations will lead to fewer wins, and no calculations will lead to no wins. Lin En habitually takes one step and looks at two steps, so as to avoid being caught off guard when an accident happens. However, calculating too much is no different from being suspicious. Sometimes, Mr. Xiao actually sighs secretly that with his personality, it is really God's blessing to have a pillow person who can be completely trusted.

There is no result from meaningless guessing, and he has to find the truth himself.

Two lives.

Lin En's mind is still young. After all, there is a saying that revolutionaries are always young. He thinks that he can actively approach his thoughts and be more youthful. It is precisely because of this youth that he can quickly accept new things, of course, including some new possibilities.

On this point, Lin En believed that only constant exercise and metabolism in all aspects can be regarded as the standard of true life. Otherwise, living just to make feces and having no pursuit at all is too decadent.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The huge moth moon was like a giant's eyes watching Lin En's way back to the camp. Especially after he left the Black Forest, he couldn't help but look down at his own shadow, but saw the moonlight all over the mountains. That feeling was extremely strong.

Lonely, lonely, deserted, and unattainable.

It seemed that all the gorgeous words to describe the moonlight sprinkled by the moth moon were not excessive, like a mysterious and distant lady.

Although the moonlight was beautiful, it was too quiet, especially in the wilderness. Everything was good, but there was less popularity. Lin En always felt a bit unreal and illusory when he stepped on it. When he saw the direction of the autumn hunting camp from a distance, the breath that had been held in his heart after fighting with the plastic monster was finally able to let go a little.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to cure a heart disease. Psychological problems can only be adjusted by oneself, and others can only guide at most.

This is why so many extraordinary people become abnormal after a long time.

Lin En pays much attention to his psychological problems. Compared with before he crossed over, he has done everything to the extent that he has a clear conscience. As long as he does not hold a grudge in his heart, he should not become abnormal. At least Lin En does not want to go crazy one day, and after being killed by law enforcers, they will take the records to blame him for going crazy. This is like, after someone dies, his mobile phone and computer will be checked by the police for records and pornographic pictures. That social death scene can be called a second death, which is extremely tragic.

After running out and running back so late, Lin En glanced at his pocket watch and estimated the time. He felt that Meltis and Amiste had already gone to bed.

If they really fell asleep...

In addition to hunting, autumn hunting is eating, drinking, chatting, and chatting. At night, it is normal for everyone to do some activities that are beneficial to physical and mental health. Even the chaste countess, before getting Lin En, the human pile driver, her only pastime was to bully the head maid she had trained.

Back at the countess's camp, Lin En grabbed the maid who was patrolling with a gun and asked her some questions.

The first thing is very important.

"Has Madam Cynthia left?" Although she was most likely gone, if there was a small chance of her leaving, it would be a welcome sight.

Anyway, the young gentleman didn't want to be patted on the shoulder by that barbarian woman again.

She used a little force, and Lin En wondered if his shoulder would be patted directly away. Theoretically, this Sequence 5 could tear Lin En apart without taking a breath, and patting his shoulder away was like playing.

"Madam Cynthia left a long time ago, but Mr. Lin En, your clothes..."

This maid who was patrolling with a gun had obviously learned from Meldis and had good maid cultivation. She felt uncomfortable all over when she saw that the man's clothes were not clean and tidy.

The battle with the plastic monster is not like a ballroom dance, where you can be graceful.

Mud and grass can be found on everything, and even his handsome white face is stained with some stains. Fortunately, this is the autumn hunting camp. If it was the earl's manor, Lin En might not even be able to enter the door, and would definitely be rejected by the steward with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"What about the earl?"

Lin En glanced in the direction of the luxurious main tent, where the lights were dim and it seemed that he should be asleep.

"The earl has rested, and Meltis is serving tonight." The gun-wielding maid who was calling friends to tidy up Lin En's clothes and was going to change him into a set of pajamas on the spot blushed, and it seemed that she also knew what the so-called service meant.

I don't know which big sister took the opportunity to touch Lin En's mermaid line.

He couldn't help but shrink.

The little gentleman's current behavior is very natural, or it is natural after he has doubts. It is meaningless to go directly to Amiste at this time and get an answer.

Assuming that, in the unlikely event, the Countess is really [Zi Shui Bi], then judging from past information, it also means that she possesses the power to fight against the Saint.

He knew that the life gap between a demigod and a Beyonder was like that between a tiger and a rabbit. Even if a Saint had no external weapons and no support from the Beyonder Group, it was not impossible to crush the people in the camp. Even if there were several Sequence 6s controlling the situation, facing Sequence 4s who were a whole sequence away, they would be killed instantly before they had time to deploy. If Amiste was really [Purple Water and Green], judging from her extremely bad personality and behavior in the information, I'm afraid the next moment would be a replay of Saw, and there might even be a battle royale show.

Isn't this exciting enough?

Then add a drama of a cultist collectively sacrificing the dignitaries of Albion. To be frank, if all the dignitaries gathered by Qiushu died, then Albion could almost declare the era of chaos.

Even if the probability was small, Lin En didn't want to play a real-life chicken game of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds when he was on vacation. Especially when he had no chance of winning in this game, he was like a puppet on the stage.

Of course, what Lin En feared more was whether the secret of his Black Holy Grail's overwriting would be exposed. This was a step he could not retreat from. Although he did not detect any sense of being spied on from the Black Holy Grail's senses last night, things like demigods, as long as they were tainted with a trace of divinity, would be extremely difficult to predict. The broken divinity of the [Painless Apostle] had already broken so many laws of the middle and lower sequences. He could not look at the problem with a deathly eye.