Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1140 is missing?

The night that had passed was long and cumbersome. Linger could not remember how he walked out of Alice's room, nor what he said to her before that. The only thing he remembered was that the genius player cried like a child in front of him. That was probably the most intense time she expressed her emotions. When the accumulated emotions in her heart finally reached the moment of catharsis, they would be out of control. The young man neither stopped nor comforted her. He just silently waited for her crying to gradually weaken, then half squatted down, gently pressed her shoulders, and said to her: "It's not your fault."

Linger still has no complete definition of right and wrong in his mind; he can't give a clear answer as to whether this sentence can help Alice get out of confusion and sadness. To be precise, young people can't guarantee anything. Sometimes he even begins to doubt his memory, suspecting that the calm and calm young man who can face everything calmly is actually a fiction in his heart. In essence, he is not that kind of image, but just an ordinary mortal who is afraid when encountering difficulties and hesitates when confused.

Once he emerges from his false memories, what kind of reality will he encounter?

Facing the ocean in the middle of the night, the young man pondered for a whole night without getting an answer. It was not until dawn that he realized that he had wasted his time on some insignificant things again, which could have been avoided - it could have been avoided, but in the end it could not be avoided. Perhaps this is the nature of mortals.

He took one last look at the early morning in the Black Forest.

The morning dew condensed into mist, flowing like water that could not be melted. There was a faint light in the forest, signaling the change of day and night, but it was not natural light. Even the brightest morning light could not break through the blockade of the cursed wood and transmit the light here. Therefore, they were actually the remnants from the previous night: the residual light of luminous mosses and fungi, small flying insects that had not yet returned to their nests, and the embers of the campfire in the camp, together forming this dim and bright morning.

This is the brightest time of the Evernight Forest during the day. Contrary to the outside world, as the sun gradually climbs to the zenith, the light in the forest becomes weaker and weaker, the low temperature, fog and darkness become more rampant, the activities of the ash creatures become more frequent, and murderous intentions are lurking everywhere. This situation will continue until night, when the luminous plants and flying insects become active again, bringing a precious night of light here.

This is a world where day and night are reversed, with darkness in people's hearts pointing upwards and light pointing downwards.

Turning around, the young man walked out of the room.

Before going downstairs, he glanced at Alice's door, which was still closed, and frowned slightly.

……

When we arrived at the first floor, we saw the early-rising bartender, Shelia, wiping the glasses behind the bar. It seemed that her work was never finished. The set of high-footed wine glasses had been wiped clean and brighter than crystal, but they still had to be tossed around in her hands. One could not help but wonder if this half-baked bartender was repeating this useless work just to make herself seem busy. There were also noisy sounds coming from the kitchen, mixed with the gentle scolding of the proprietress from time to time. Perhaps Mr. Rabbit had smashed the plate again, or some ingredients were fighting in the pot again. Outside the window, Xie Mi was yelling at the lamb to hurry up. She had to rush to the herb garden and water the magic herbs there, otherwise the little sun would nag her for a long time after waking up.

In such a heavy moment, only the three traveler fairy sisters still maintain their original personality and style, and use their abundant vitality to dispel the haze over the hotel. This may be the so-called racial talent. They are born to embark on a journey, as if they will never have a moment of sorrow and trouble. The journey is so long, and the road and scenery ahead are worth looking forward to. Why should we be discouraged by the clouds, rain, fog and haze in front of us? Not only the proprietress and the bartender who have completed the pilgrimage understand this truth, but even Xie Mi, who is embarking on a journey for the first time, understands it - of course, it is possible that she does not understand it, but she is simple by nature and cannot think about such complicated things.

Simplicity is happiness. If you don't think about anything, you won't worry about anything. Looking back, the original Alice was like this too, because she regarded the world as a game, life and death, love and hate as plots, and the death in front of her or in the future as data. This single brain circuit helped her avoid thinking too deeply, so she could move forward without worries.

If she can maintain this spirit after facing the reality, perhaps it won't matter if the game console is not repaired.

After all, the so-called SLP game console was originally just a transfer tool created by Themis in the heaven to help Alice, who had lost her memory, use the power of the kingship. Without the game console, would Alice lose her identity as a young kingship? Look at the other young kingships. Except for the scarlet witch Favrona and the unknown strength of Tiantis, the others have lost their own royal instruments, but they can still use the power of the kingship, but the strength is different. This strength depends on their hearts, not other factors.

Carabosse said clearly that the young royal power was a subjective power, and Alice had lost the heart that believed in herself, so the royal power no longer responded to her call.

Lingge and Saint Chariah hoped that she would give up repairing the game console, and it was also based on this consideration. However, Alice seemed to understand it as her companions' distrust of her, and after going through so much trouble, she felt more guilty and painful. If Lingge had not talked to her in time last night and given her a chance to vent her emotions, the pressure would have continued to accumulate in her heart, and sooner or later she would have collapsed.

But this did not bring the young man any comfort, because he couldn't help but wonder if the situation would have been better if he could have talked to her earlier instead of ignoring her for half a month.

His escape might be one of the reasons that pushed Alice into the abyss.

The young man was sitting at the table reflecting on himself. At this moment, the proprietress came out of the kitchen with a puzzled look on her face, followed by several rabbits. Together, they held up a silver plate with meat rolls and pies piled high like a mountain, enough for twenty people. Since the number of members on the Whale Island has increased, the chef's control of the portions has become more and more wild.

As the rabbit gentlemen grunted and carried the plates to the table, the proprietress also saw the young man who was thinking at the table. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she walked up to him and asked, "Lingge, did you see any suspicious figures nearby last night?"

"A suspicious figure?"

The young man came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and roughly guessed what had happened: "Did someone steal food?"

"Well, I saved some venison left over from last night in the kitchen, but when I woke up in the morning I found it was gone~" There was no complaint or anger in the proprietress' tone, only some distress: "Really~ Why did you steal food? And it was leftovers. If you were really hungry, you could just ask for help. And, stealing food would be fine, but that person was clumsy and knocked over a lot of tableware, making a mess of the kitchen. If I knew who it was, I would definitely teach him a lesson~"

Clumsy?

When Lingge heard this key word, he suddenly had a guess in his mind. He looked upstairs and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"Could it be Leticia's guys?" Shelia, who was behind the bar, took the time to offer her opinion: "She seems to be quite picky about food and only likes to eat meat. Maybe she did it."

"That shouldn't be the case~" The lady boss shook her head gently: "I waited until Leticia and the others fell asleep last night before I went to check in the kitchen. It was fine then~"

"Then I don't know." Xie Liya shrugged and continued to wipe the wine utensils.

The proprietress didn't care. She suddenly blinked her beautiful eyes, leaned forward slightly, and said in a voice that only she and the young man could hear: "Ling Ge, do you already know who it is?"

"Ah." Ling Ge retracted his gaze and said, "I have some idea. It's probably a stupid thief who cried all night and felt so hungry that he couldn't stand it. He was embarrassed to be known by everyone, so he sneaked into the kitchen to eat."

"Is that so?"

Shesta tilted her head, not quite understanding who the young man was referring to, but at least she could see that Lingge was in a good mood. If he was sitting here thinking when it was cloudy, it was now cloudy and sunny. In this case, she simply stopped worrying about it. After all, it was just some leftover venison, so there was no need to make a big fuss.

She led a large group of Mr. Rabbits and walked slowly back to the kitchen to continue preparing today's breakfast. After she left, Linger sighed softly and sighed silently: What a dishonest guy.

But at least it's a good start, right?

……

Linger did not reveal this to everyone at the dinner table. He knew that the guy would need more time to come out little by little. If he had too many unnecessary expectations before that, it might only backfire. Saint Xia Liya seemed to have noticed the young man's good mood today and quietly asked him what happened. Linger just smiled at her and didn't say much, but the shepherdess reacted immediately and realized that the thing she had been worried about recently seemed to have made great progress.

Sure enough, Lingge still needs to step forward.

Alice may not listen to other people's words, but if it is Lingge's words, it is an exception. Because Lingge is special. Even if there are so many special people gathered on Yunjingkong Island, he is still the most special one. Saint Xia Liya believes in him so much, and also believes in herself who believes in him, so she can make the right choice.

They successfully contacted the local resistance forces and took the first step in the New World; Metien began to put into practice what she had learned, and even Shemi and Leticia became much more sensible under her influence; although the atmosphere was heavy for a while, Alice's mental state had begun to improve, and everyone would cheer up soon... Everything was moving in a good direction, and the shepherdess seemed to be able to see that bright future.

As a result, her mood improved like that of a young person, and she even ate two more slices of bread and an egg for breakfast, which attracted everyone's attention. After all, the shepherdess's appetite was always small, sometimes even smaller than that of her pet lamb. When the lamb was still feasting, the shepherdess often only needed an apple and a glass of juice to declare that she was full.

Xiaoxia has such a good appetite today, is something good going to happen?
Everyone couldn't help but think about it.

Metien thought so too, so she felt that her missionary work today should go smoothly, and maybe she could recruit a few people on the spot? Then these people would spread the teachings of the goddess to their companions after returning, and bring more people to Tianxin Church. After a while, wouldn't the faith of the goddess be restored by herself?

Imagination is always so beautiful. Metien was very excited and felt that endless power was surging from her body. She ate the bread in her hand in a few bites, and then gulped down the milk in the cup in one breath. She wiped her mouth casually, jumped off the table, turned around and waved to her brother: "Well, then, then, I will go to Tianxin Church first, Lingge, and I may not come back for lunch at noon, so don't wait for me!"

Why are you stuttering? Ling Ge raised his eyebrows and wanted to teach his sister that it was unhygienic to wipe her mouth with her hands, but seeing how happy she was, he couldn't say it after all. He just nodded slightly, indicating that you can go. So Metien happily picked up the multifunctional medical box that Rolena had made for her and ran towards the direction of Tianxin Church.

However, perhaps because she was too excited, the pink-haired girl actually forgot to call her friends. So, Shemi, who was still struggling over whether to eat strawberries or pudding first, suddenly ignored his greed and grabbed a strawberry, held it on his head with both hands, and flew out in a hurry, shouting, "Wow, Metien, wait for me!"

Forced by her grandmother to drink the vegetable juice, Leticia stopped her silent resistance, grabbed the cup and gulped it down in one gulp. She didn't even have time to savor the bitter and astringent feeling in her mouth. She anxiously showed the smooth bottom of the cup to her grandmother, and when she saw her grandmother nod with satisfaction, she hurriedly chased after her: "And, and me! I want to help you preach, too, Metien!"

The little girls' backs, footsteps and noisy voices soon disappeared at the end of the road, deep in the woods covered with branches.

"They are all very lively." Saint Shallia said softly, "and very cute too."

They are indeed lively, but except for Metien, the other two can only be described as troublesome and are far from being cute.

Lingge thought.

With the departure of the three little girls, the dining table suddenly became empty and a little deserted. How strange, there were only three people missing... Wait.

"Gloria," Ling Ge turned his head and asked Saint Xia Liya next to him, "Where did you go?"

"Huh? She wasn't always there..."

Saint Xia Liya raised her head and glanced at Gloria's seat, then said: "Ah."

She tilted her head: "Gone?"

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