The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1285 Vest
A strange room.

It has no walls, ceiling, or floor, or all three are transparent.

On the transparent wall is an old-fashioned apartment iron door, stained with rust. The door is covered with small advertisements and flyers, pasted and torn off, torn off and pasted again, layer upon layer, like a palette that is never cleaned.

Behind the door is a bedroom of more than ten square meters.

A large window, a single wooden bed, a black and white plaid three-piece suit, and the bedding was messy, never folded at first glance.

Opposite the bed is a low desk with a pot of wilting cactus, a few magazines, a few packages of snacks, and an old-fashioned computer with a white square screen.

The transparent walls are covered with posters from movies, games, animations, photography, paintings, designs...the style is messy and self-contained.

A ceiling fan and an energy-saving lamp hang from the transparent ceiling.

The gray ceiling fan blades were rotating "squeaking", and strong light penetrated the thin blue curtains, illuminating the room brightly. You could still hear the faint chirping of cicadas outside the window, like a midsummer afternoon.

The owner of the room was sitting on a black swivel chair with his legs curled up, his back to everyone, and he was typing on the keyboard as if he was working. The fluorescent light on the computer screen flickered, making it difficult to see the content clearly.

Cang Gou walked to the door and knocked respectfully.

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

"Right away, right away..."

The owner of the room continued to be busy, and half a minute later, she hit the enter key on the keyboard with a "click" sound.

"Huh--" She kicked off the table with her legs and turned around on the swivel chair with a "Gulu" sound.

Although the door was not opened, everyone could see her true face through the transparent wall.

A slender girl with shoulder-length short gray-purple curly hair, wearing a loose white T-shirt that exposed half of her shoulders and spaghetti straps, a pair of gray and black-edged elastic sports shorts, and a pair of smooth calves arched, Step on the chair.

She was picking her feet with one hand and holding a small pudding ice cream in the other.

It is "Nana".

Everyone was shocked, and Nana on Gao Yang's side was even dumbfounded, as if she was looking in the mirror.

Soon, the companions all looked at Nana.

"No! I didn't do it!" Nana hurriedly explained, even forgetting to say her second line.

This is indeed not the result of her "wishes coming true", although she also thinks it is cool to be the final BOSS.

Suzaku reacted immediately: "Gao Yang, is she the person you saw under the abyss?"

"Yeah." Gao Yang replied.

"Click."

While talking, "Nana" in the room had already put on her flip-flops, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

She ignored Cang Gou knocking on the door, looked at Gao Yang, and grinned: "Hey, what kind of wind brought you here."

"Nana" looked at the people around Gao Yang again: "Come just as you come, and it's so embarrassing to bring such an expensive gift."

"Who the hell are you looking down on..." Wang Zikai was about to step forward, but Zhang Wei stopped him: "Brother Kai, calm down! Calm down first! Let her finish her fart first."

"Nana" saw Gao Yang still standing in the same place, took the initiative to walk out of the room, and stopped a dozen steps away from Gao Yang.

Gao Yang finally spoke: "It's already this time and you still don't want to show your true face to others?"

"Nana" was stunned, her eyes sly: "Haha, that's what I look like." Gao Yang had no expression on his face, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether she was joking or serious.

"Nana" greedily licked the little pudding and patted her chest: "How about it? It's cute! I don't have a name, so it's convenient for you to call me. You can call me Nana."

Gao Yang frowned, some guesses forming in his mind.

"Wait a minute, let me put away my vest first."

Cang Gou walked towards Nana calmly and stepped on Nana's narrow shadow.

He took off his mask again, put one hand in his pocket, turned half sideways, and gave the silver-haired and red-eyed woman in the crowd one last look with gentle eyes.

When we first met each other in the vast sea of ​​people, it also started with such a vague look.

Who discovered whom first that day? Who looked at whom first?

When the two were together, they often argued about this, but to no avail.

Later, when heaven and man were separated, Bai Lu thought about it often, but still had no answer.

"Cang..."

Before Bai Lu could say anything, Cang Gou disappeared.

She looked at the place where Canggu disappeared. Her red pupils were moistened a little, and soon turned into broken red frost.

She slowly raised her hand, placed it on her chest, and said three words in her heart that she owed him for a long time.

……

"Well..." Nana stretched out, moved her arms, and easily accepted her own reflection.

Then, she looked beyond Gao Yang to Nana in the crowd.

"Nana, come back."

In an instant, everyone's hearts were tightly grasped.

"No, this... this is not true..." Hong Xiaoxiao covered her mouth sadly.

"Damn it! Stop playing tricks here! Nana is one of ours!" Zhang Wei, who persuaded Wang Zikai to calm down, broke through the defense first.

"Nana." Qing Ling looked at Nana with a cold look.

The moment Nana met Nana's eyes, she remembered everything. To be precise, the essence of some higher existence awakened in her body.

But as a human being, Nana is still trying hard to resist awakening, like a drowning person resisting a gentle death.

"No, no..." Nana burst into tears and was at a loss: "My king, I..."

Nana was stunned. She finally understood why she couldn't get rid of this habit even though she knew "my king" was "my king" and not "me".

Because "my king" really exists.

The king of Nana is Nana.

Nana is just a projection.

(End of this chapter)