I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

I, the final BOSS of the beta test server!

Author: After Four Thousand Games

Summary:

Summary:

Although he traveled through time just before the game's closed beta test, Last did not rely on his foresight about the plot to embark on the path of the protagonist bathed in flowers and glory.

His time was hopelessly frozen in that small town called Deep Blue Harbor.

No matter what Rast did, when dusk came, the revived ancient god would destroy the entire city, along with all the traces he left behind, and time would go back and start all over again.

He was happy, and spent endless time to capture the opposite sex, studied the most unpopular and remote books in the library, and honed his skills to perfection...

I have also been desperate, trying to stop the coming of the evil god, but I gave up in the endless failure...

Until that day, after countless failures, when Rast dragged his mortal body to face the ancient gods again, he saw a figure that should never have appeared.

"Hey, according to history, Deep Blue Harbor should have been destroyed by the aftermath of the God's Descent."

The poster girl on the game cover, the future Silver Sword Master, was looking at him with confusion on her face.

"Also, who is this strange night world projection? Why is there no record of him in history books?"

Rust:?

I was about to speedrun it, and you just told me it was a plot kill?

Also, it turns out that I have been playing on the beta version for the past three hundred years?

……

Reflections of the past, echoes of history, and the embers of civilization converge into the [Night World].

The travelers walking through it are the night world players.

"They are committed to the darkness of the night, yet they shine like stars."

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Keywords: Amber Stream, Dungeon, Academy, Sword and Magic

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Chapter 1 Yes, it's just what you think

"You said you seemed to have seen me somewhere before, and you thought I was special?"

Hiltina shook the wine glass in her hand, and the wine swirled around the wall of the glass.

She raised her glass and looked in front of her: "Let me think... the next words should be "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen", "There are stars in your eyes", "This child is a gift I leave for you", right?"

Across the table, the young man's profile was shrouded in dim candlelight, his features clear and deep.

Even with the most critical eyes, his appearance can be described as stunning.

But perhaps because of this appearance, the other party's pick-up skills are a disaster. I think he is a sea king who relies on his good looks to flirt with other women.

Just as she had labeled the other person a scumbag in her mind, Hiltina saw the young man who called himself Last raise his chin and look her up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

"There are approximately 110,000 residents in Deep Blue Harbor, and there are a few of the opposite sex I could give an 8 out of 10."

"Whether it's the lead dancer in the opera house or the female council member, I've had close contact with them... They each have their own charm, and you and I can only say that they are on par."

"So, I can't give you the title of 'the most beautiful girl I've ever seen' for now."

The boy's frank eyes and words left Hiltina speechless for a moment.

She moved her lips and wanted to speak to end this unexpected conversation, but the other party's next words made Xiltina slightly stunned.

"However, compared to them, you are indeed very special."

Luster smiled.

"For example, if you're willing to reveal your true identity, I might be able to give you an 8.5 for being the first one in Deep Blue Harbor."

"Um?"

Hiltina replied nonchalantly, but the lazy look in her eyes faded a little: "Makeup is also part of a woman's appearance."

"That's certainly true, but most women dress to enhance their own attractiveness, while you do the complete opposite."

"This seems to be a relatively sophisticated disguise. It doesn't drastically alter the facial features, but it can completely change a person's temperament and initial impression, making it impossible for an uninformed person to associate their original appearance."

Luster spoke lightly.

"in addition--"

Last stretched out his hand and pointed at Hiltina's chest.

It was a diamond-shaped pendant with a lifelike laurel branch engraved on the ruby.

"As far as I know, no jewelry store in Deep Blue Harbor has this kind of micro-carving craftsmanship."

Hiltina took a sip of wine and narrowed her eyes: "Are you a sculptor?"

"I once pondered it for a while out of interest, but when there was no sculptor better than me in Deep Blue Harbor, I lost interest."

"You also know how to disguise yourself and disguise yourself?"

"I used to be the chief stylist for the Deep Blue Harbor Opera House, just for fun... The disguise you used was quite sophisticated, but you're clearly not a professional actor. There are many subtle unnatural aspects to your disguise, which are easy for me to spot."

"By the way, that's how I met that lead dancer who's an 8-point beauty, dances ballet really well, and loves wearing black stockings."

No one asked you this...

Hiltina rubbed her brows and looked at Rast who was standing in front of her with a calm expression.

"So you're trying to tell me that, at a young age of less than twenty, you've already become Deep Blue Harbor's best sculptor, the opera house's chief stylist, and that you know all about the most attractive members of the opposite sex in Deep Blue Harbor?"

"Do I look easy to fool?"

Judging from the other person's appearance, the last one might have a slight possibility.

But if we add the previous statements, the only explanation is that the other party is making up stories without any basis.

"Normal people really can't do this, but I'm different."

Luster's words remained calm.

"My fate has been hopelessly stopped at this day. As soon as dusk comes, everything will start all over again."

"I am an outcast exiled by time. Tomorrow will never come for me... Of course, in other words, for the other residents of Deep Blue Harbor at this moment, I also have unlimited opportunities to start over."

"Becoming a master sculptor, a chief stylist, or even getting to know a high-ranking woman in a short period of time is all possible with enough experience and enough trial and error."

"As someone with unlimited time, I can do this kind of thing as long as I want to do it."

Rast raised the bottle on the table and poured the last bit of wine into Hiltina's empty glass.

"That's why I said you are the special one."

"The doubts I mentioned earlier are actually not worth mentioning...Special disguise techniques, or bringing more advanced carved ornaments from outside Deep Blue Harbor, these are nothing big—"

"Every one of the 110,000 residents of Deep Blue Harbor has their own secrets. Even if I had unlimited time, I wouldn't be interested in exploring everyone's privacy one by one."

"But you are different."

Rast looked into Hiltina's eyes and spoke word by word.

"I'm quite sure of it."

"In the tens of thousands of times I've experienced this day, you've never appeared in Deep Blue Harbor."

"Not once."

……

Tick.

Tick.

The room was silent, with only the ticking of the second hand remaining.

Listening to Rast's unhurried words, Hiltina's eyes narrowed slightly, and she unconsciously put her hand on her waist.

next moment.

jingle--

A clear ring tone suddenly rang in the room.

Hiltina looked up at the source of the sound. The hands on the wall clock clearly displayed the current time.

Exactly twelve o'clock midnight.

"Hey, is it time yet?"

"We just finished drinking."

Last shook the exquisite empty wine bottle in his hand and looked at Hiltina in front of him.

"So, beautiful lady, may I have the honor of having another drink with you?"

The serious expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a smile that made everyone who saw him feel warm and happy.

The boy's smile was very faint, like clear water, but it reflected infinite colors in the faint moonlight. Even with Hiltina's vision, she could not deny his beauty. An ordinary woman would never refuse his invitation.

"Given your status, I feel that 'Karma Fire Flowing Sand' and 'Amber Love' best suit your temperament."

Hiltina was silent.

She had looked at the wine list and found that Infernal Flowing Sand and Amber Love were the most expensive drinks in the bar.

Of course, it is also the one that makes the most money.

It was not until this moment that Hiltina remembered that it was Rast who had sat opposite her very naturally and opened the red wine she had ordered when she entered the store in a very familiar manner.

She couldn't help but have some associations in her mind: "Could it be that you are..."

"I can get the highest commission from "Bloodfire Flowing Sand" and "Amber Love". "

Luster smiled.

"So yes, it's what you think."

Chapter 2 The Most Desperate Curse

The originally silent and heavy atmosphere in the room faded a little without anyone noticing.

The movement of Shiltina stroking her waist paused in mid-air. She looked at Rast in front of her, and always felt that his current occupation was a little confused with the style of his previous speech.

“There’s nothing strange about it.”

Last's expression remained calm: "Since there are bars serving men, there must be places serving women."

"I met the owner of this store a few hours ago, and then I became the top star here."

"Of course, the kind that sells art but not body."

Hiltina thought for a moment and said, "So, what you said earlier were also fabricated stories just to please your guests?"

"Blogger Yixiao is indeed my current job, but what I say is also true."

"Then why are you here as a cow...a drinking companion?"

Ultimately, Hiltina's upbringing prevented her from saying this word.

"If I have to give a reason, it's probably to entertain myself."

Rast stood up and skillfully took out four bottles of wine of different colors and two high-heeled glasses from the wine cabinet in the corner of the room.

The next moment, the wine bottles of different colors began to fly and move rhythmically between his fingers, as if they were given life.

"I am a person without a tomorrow. This endlessly repetitive Deep Blue Harbor has long lost its sense of reality to me..."

"So whether I'm a carver or a cowherd, it makes no difference to me."

"As long as I can be entertained and feel a sense of novelty, and not go insane after these tens of thousands of reincarnations, then even becoming a beggar or a prisoner doesn't matter."

Luster's fingers paused.

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