Chapter 1623 Change

Kieran and Mimosa walked side by side on Luo Street.

Surrounded by a steady stream of people, there are stalls prepared for the food festival on both sides.

Different from the usual Luo Street, during the food festival, the entire Luo Street was arranged with two rows of stalls back to back from front to back, a total of four rows, and the entire street was also divided into three.

There are mobile stalls and shops on both sides, and the middle one is full of mobile stalls.

Kieran and Mimosa chose the middle.

As for why?

Naturally, the food in the middle stall is more delicious.

Kieran could definitely confirm this with his powerful perception.

Mimosa, on the other hand, simply followed Kieran.

Standing at the beginning of this street, Qin Ran saw at a glance grilled oysters, scallops, squid, octopus balls, cheese sticks, freshly squeezed fruits, roasted sweet potatoes in crock pots, cold skewers, fried fresh milk, and potatoes. There are crowds of people in front of the mobile stalls selling pancakes, bean curd skewers, pancakes, cold noodles, large sausages, etc.

The places further away were completely blocked by the figures of pedestrians and could not be seen at all.

However, the smell made Kieran impatient.

However, Qin Ran still followed the rules, lining up and calling numbers one by one.

Mimosa stood next to Kieran with a smile on his face, and he would buy one from time to time.

For mimosa, the food here is very average, but with Kieran by your side, the average food will become delicious.

What's more, Mimosa knows that every inch has its shortcomings and its lengths.

No one can underestimate it.

Absorbing the advantages of others may not make his cooking skills improve quickly, but it is enough to give him some tips.

The two of them walked and stopped, and after Qin Ran spent about 30 points in exchange coupons, they arrived at the end of the middle street.

Kieran turned his head and looked at Mimosa with questioning eyes.

After eating the middle one, there are still two sides.

It was obviously unrealistic for Kieran to just give up the food on both sides and leave.

"Either way is fine."

Mimosa said with a smile, and when Qin Ran walked aside, she silently added in her heart: "As long as I stay with you."

…

On Bol's way to the Harvest Tavern, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, forcing him to stop.

The opponent's position and posture all told Boer that the opponent was coming for him.

Although his strength was greatly damaged, Boll, who still had experience, naturally took a step back.

However, the sudden appearance of a figure behind him made Bol wisely give up his plan to escape.

Resist?

It doesn't even exist.

Bol is very self-aware of himself.

"Mr. Bol, don't worry."

"We don't mean any harm."

Bella, who was blocking Bol, said with a smile.

"Yeah?"

Bol said noncommittally.

Strength is truth.

Bol understood this truth when he first entered the huge city, so he rose rapidly at that time.

He has no objection to the tyranny of the strong.

Likewise, there will be no mercy for the weak.

The weak eat the strong, that's how the world is.

If that accident hadn't happened, he would have always thought so, and he would have been proud of his status as a 'Guardian' inspector.

But when that happened, not to mention being the inspector of the ‘Guardian’, he became worse than an ordinary player, and just a little better than those newcomers.

Such changes made him feel desperate.

He hopes to reverse this situation.

But it didn't work at all.

The backup plans he thought he had left behind were cracked one by one, and in the end, he almost became a laughing stock.

The reason why I say almost is because there is someone who treats him fairly.

When you are in a high position, fairness is everywhere.

But when you fall into the abyss, fairness disappears.

At this time, there were still people who gave him justice. Boll's heart fell into death and he came to life again.

Maybe he could try again.

No longer rely on others, but rely on yourself!

Therefore, Bol said simply.

"Are you here for the 'Guardians'?"

"Yes, we are here just for the 'Guardians'."

"In fact, we were once 'Guardians' too!"

"Moreover, it was similar to your experience, Mr. Bol, but fortunately we had some preparations, so we did not suffer too much loss."

Bella nodded.

"Then?"

Bol asked with a frown.

He didn't believe what the other party said.

It must be true that he encountered something similar and didn’t suffer much loss?

Boer didn't believe it either.

If the other party could really reach that level, why would he come to him?

"We hope to cooperate with you, Mr. Bol."

"Although our experiences are similar, they are different after all. If you can tell us what your experience is, I think it will be of great help to us."

"Of course, you helped us, and we will help you."

"Our leader has done a lot of research on that person, and he might be able to regain your strength."

Bella said sincerely.

Such a tone made Bol even more wary.

He was thinking about what the other person would do if he refused.

It is very possible to kidnap him and then ask them for everything they want in a special way.

In a huge city, it is not difficult to do such a thing, especially for him with low strength at this moment, it is really easy.

Rather than being forced.

It’s better to take the initiative and fight for it!

Thinking of this, Bol said simply.

"Strength restored?"

"No need, I need something more substantial."

"Points, skill points."

Bol said this.

In the bottom of my heart, I thought of that person again.

Compared with such a forced transaction, that person's fairness is even more precious.

Bella was stunned. Bol's reaction was a bit beyond her expectation. According to the information she collected, the other party should be eager to regain his strength.

However, Bella immediately laughed.

"Okay, how many do you need?"

Bella asked.

"At least 50,000 points and 30 skill points."

Bol quoted a price.

This is a price he thought about.

A price that is not high for an organization and can cope with some situations.

And things were just as Bol expected, Bella had no intention of counter-offering.

"Can."

With that said, Bella took out the contract.

"Are you sure you want me to reveal that information here?"

"Let's go to the Harvest Tavern."

"It's safer there."

Bol said and moved on.

This time, Bella didn't stop.

Because she recognized this sentence.

If in the earliest days, where was the safest place in the huge city, it was undoubtedly the lair of the ‘witch’, although no one knew where it was.

Then, after the 'witch' disappeared, the 'broker's' market was the safest.

And now?

The Harvest Tavern, which the 'Demon of Fire' frequents, is a place recognized by everyone as safe.

No one would lose their mind and cause trouble there.

Unless you don’t want to live anymore.

jingle!

Bol pushed open the door of the tavern, and the wind chimes rang. Lawless, who was holding a mop, looked at Bol and his entourage who walked in, and raised his eyebrows.

Bol, he knew.

Regular customers of the tavern were considered his friends.

And the person behind Boll?

First time meeting.

Moreover, the other party's aura was not kind, especially the two people behind the woman, who were full of malice.

"Hey, Bol."

"Do you need help?"

Lawless asked, leaning on the mop.

"fine."

"They're my traders."

Bol smiled and pointed out Bella's identity.

If the fairness given by that person gave him a glimmer of light in his dark heart full of despair, the man in front of him made him feel warm.

This is not a place he should often come to.

But precisely because of the other party's existence, he came habitually, even if it was just to drink a glass of free lemonade.

"clear."

Lawless nodded, turned and walked towards the bar.

Many people complete their transactions at the Harvest Tavern.

Acquaintances and acquaintances.

Acquaintances and strangers.

The former requires nothing.

The latter requires certain costs.

"Zach Eggnog."

"10 points, thank you for your patronage."

Lawless placed a bottle of wine in front of Bella.

Bella obviously knew the rules and gave the points happily. After glancing at Lawless who continued to mop the floor, she looked at Boll.

Bol did not hesitate and communicated directly through private messages.

Bol: Puzzle! When you reach a certain level of danger, the witch's mark will open a puzzle!

Bella: Maze?

Bohr: Well, it’s not a secret realm, it’s a puzzle. Because in it, you will think that you are where you want and should be, and then you will sink into it. When you find it, it will be a secret realm. Deng Jian, when I harvest you, your power will disappear quickly, and then you will fall into a deep sleep. When you wake up again, you will become just like me.

Bella: Is there any way to prevent it?

Bol: I don’t know, but you can try wearing more mental protection items.

…

The exchange of private messages ended quickly.

Bella got up and left without even saying goodbye to Bol.

Looking at the other party's back, Bol picked up the unopened bottle of eggnog on the table and walked towards Lawless.

"Please."

Bol said.

"Rare generosity!"

Lawless took the bottle with a smile.

"This is my limit!"

"Can you help me buy some props?"

Bol joked before asking.

"Of course, what do you want?"

Lawless asked.

"Some targeted one-time props."

Ball privately messaged a shopping list and, after leaving 50 points, forwarded all the points to Lawless.

He believed in lawlessness.

In other words, what people here can most believe in is lawlessness.

"Leave it to me."

After Lawless finished speaking, he contacted his friends.

After about ten minutes, everything Bol needed was ready.

"Are you going to go it alone?"

Lawless asked as he initiated the transaction.

"Um."

"No choice."

Bol smiled bitterly.

"Need help?"

"I'm an excellent mercenary!"

Lawless gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself.

Boll was stunned for a moment, and then he patted Lawless on the shoulder.

"Thanks."

"If I can come back, I'll buy you a drink."

With that said, Bol walked towards the bar.

"I need a temporary 'shelter' for an hour."

Bol traded the remaining 50 points to the tavern proprietress.

"follow me."

The tavern proprietress glanced at Boll, then turned and walked into the secret passage of the tavern.

This secret passage does not lead to the small hall, nor to the outside world, but to a house behind the Harvest Tavern.

"You can use it within an hour."

"Damage items will be compensated according to the price."

"I'll pick you up in an hour."

After being warned by the tavern proprietress, she walked into the secret passage again.

Bol looked at the closed secret passage and sat on the only sofa in the room. After taking several deep breaths in succession, the next moment, he turned into white light and disappeared.

At the same time, piercing alarms sounded continuously from a hidden place in the huge city.

Didi, didi!

The moment he heard the alarm, Zor, the 'register' known to players, rushed into the room quickly, looked at the 'broker' in the nutrition cabin and immediately pressed the emergency button.

Suddenly, the sirens stopped.

Zoel breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, he widened his legs.

because--

puff!

The sleeping 'broker' suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The ‘broker’s’ eyes also opened at this time.

"Activate backup plan!"

After the 'broker' said this clearly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again and fell into a deeper and deeper coma.

Zoel did not dare to neglect and took out the black box he carried with him.

After entering a series of complicated passwords, the black box opened with a button inside.

Zor pressed the button.

Then, nothing happened.

Zoel was not surprised by this.

Because this is what his master is best at: boiling frogs in warm water!

Only when you really reach the last moment, those who are deeply involved will realize that this is a trap, but it is of no use anymore, and it will be a dead end at that time!

Zoel thought of the 'broker''s invincibility and felt confident.

Even if the 'broker' fell asleep again at this moment, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood, it was the same.

The adults will definitely be able to turn the tide of the war!

Zor believed so firmly.

…

After visiting the entire food festival in a real sense, Qin Ran delivered mimosas to the door of his house. Behind the two of them, the bodyguards who had been hiding for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their respective homes. On the post.

After listening to Kieran's advice, Mimosa not only increased the number of bodyguards, but also asked them to learn the experience of the dungeon world from Lawless and others.

Of course, it's not free.

The bodyguards, who are well aware of this, increasingly cherish this life-changing opportunity with generous remuneration.

As for their employers, the bodyguards are very satisfied.

Because, unless necessary, the employer will not leave the room in the game at all.

But today is an accident!

Thinking of the endless crowd just now, all the more than a dozen bodyguards smiled bitterly. It was so energy-consuming, and they felt exhausted after a few hours. However, the bodyguards did not relax their vigilance.

So when a strange wind appeared, they all became alert.

Qin Ran turned around and blocked the mimosa behind him.