Bengtie: A card pool character who gives knives to players

Jie Jie Jie...

but--

To be honest, Lingzhou is really nice to the protagonist, and his character is quite likable.

If he gets stabbed, he won't feel good either.

…Forget it, let’s not worry about it for now.

It’s still early for the server launch version.

I heard that the next map is the traditional Chinese style Xianzhou. I can’t just kill Lingzhou during the Xianzhou plot.

No one expected this at this time.

There really is a knife.

……

Chapter 134: Let's build a team for the rest of our lives

Two days later, a temporary platform was set up in the center of the administrative district square.

The Silver Mane Iron Guards were in high spirits, standing straight, and lined up in a row around.

As the saying goes, heroic and vigorous, this is exactly the style of today.

The inauguration ceremony for the 19th Grand Guardian is about to take place.

The area below the platform was crowded with people.

Not only were the upper class citizens crowded in, but many lower class people also came to the ground.

"Wow! This...this...is such a big, blue roof!"

Hook's little face was full of curiosity and amazement. His hat fell off when he tilted his head back and was caught by Clara in time.

Natasha smiled gently. "That's not the roof, Hook. That's the sky."

"The real blue sky is so beautiful..." Clara stretched out her hands towards the sky, tears of excitement flashing in her eyes.

The lower class residents gathered around also laughed after hearing what the two children said.

As she smiled, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

After more than ten years, I can finally leave the underground and breathe fresh air.

Clara tugged at the edge of her sleeve and looked around.

"The air in the upper area...smells completely different from down there."

"Less the smell of rust and marrow slag, right?"

Oleg laughed loudly, his voice deafening.

"Breathe deeply, children! This is the breath of freedom!"

As he walked, Oleg gradually stopped and stared at somewhere in a daze.

"After more than a decade underground, I almost forgot how glaring the sunlight is when it reflects off the cobblestones..."

"I never thought I'd be able to return to the administrative district alive. So much has happened in those years underground."

The wind brought a touch of freshness, blowing up the hair and clothes of the crowd.

Natasha held Hook's hand and with her other hand tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear.

“Who says it’s not…”

"It's strange. Even when I was on the cable car, my mind was full of things I wanted to do when I got back."

"Now, I just want to find a place to sit, daydream, and watch the busy crowds go by all day long."

Oleg wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and sighed with emotion.

"Enjoy this moment of peace, girl. We deserve it."

"Sister Natasha! That tin house can run away!" Hook pointed at the railcar.

"That's a transport vehicle, not a tin house."

"Where's that pile of rocks that's spouting water?"

"That's called a fountain."

"Is the fountain water sweet?"

"...The fountain water is unhygienic. You can't drink it directly."

Not only Hook, many children were like newly hatched birds, chirping and asking questions non-stop.

When the noon bell rang, the cheers almost overturned the square.

"Lady Bronya Rand's inauguration speech is about to begin—citizens, please remain quiet and help maintain order!"

Bronya stepped onto the platform, looked around below, and spoke in a clear and loud voice.

"Fellow citizens of Beloberg, please listen to me—"

"We are able to gather here today and celebrate this moment together, thanks to the blood and sweat shed by our ancestors and Iron Guards."

"Cocolia Rand fell into the abyss, nearly completely destroying the world and leaving behind many scars that are difficult to heal."

"She issued a blockade order that separated the upper and lower classes for over a decade, bringing untold suffering to the lower classes..."

"But now, the star's core has been destroyed, and Cocolia Rand has paid the price with her death—"

"I assure the people at the bottom that the same thing will never happen again in the future."

"At the same time, as the daughter of Cocolia Rand, I would like to apologize to all my fellow Belobergs!"

"I know that an apology cannot heal the wounds Cocolia Rand has caused, and I cannot ask for your forgiveness."

"But I crave your cooperation, because we both know full well—"

"Without your perseverance and hard work, the revival of Beloberg would be impossible!"

"Besides that, I would like to express my sincere respect and gratitude to the distinguished guests from outer space who have come to Beloberg."

"Most of you are unaware of their existence, but it is their arrival that brings hope to this dying world!"

"..."

In the public tea area in front of a flower shop.

San Yueqi put down the sweet drink in his hand, aimed the photo frame at the platform, and pressed the shutter.

"Every time I save the world, the happiest thing is seeing them start over with hope."

"Xing, Danheng, Lingzhou, look over here and smile~~"

However, only Xing turned around and made a scissors gesture to her.

Dan Heng held the book in his hands, his eyes fixed on it for a moment.

As for Lingzhou, he rested his elbows on the table, supported his face with the back of his fingers, and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn't seem to react at all, probably fell asleep.

"You two!"

San Yueqi didn't believe that Lingzhou was asleep.

She jumped off the chair and found a perfect angle to take a picture of the two men.

"This is such a beautiful shot, worthy of me~~"

It must be said that Lingzhou is very good-looking and there is not a single blind spot in his 360-degree view.

If it were published in the company magazine, it would definitely become a hit.

Dan Heng is actually not bad, but unfortunately his face is too square and formulaic.

If he loved smiling like Lingzhou, he would definitely be a handsome man.

"Of course, I'm the Galactic Princess, the hero who saved Beloberg!"

Xing struck a cool pose, lifted her bangs towards March 7th, and winked slightly at her right eye.

"..."

San Yueqi's face was full of complaints, and he criticized her without any hesitation.

"I said Lingzhou and the others are good-looking, not you."

"Hey, Qi, when can you be honest? Is it so difficult to admit that I'm a beautiful girl?"

San Yueqi looked at her with complicated eyes, which were hard to describe.

"I originally thought I was the one, but after seeing you sneaking through the trash yesterday, I decided you weren't."

"How could a beautiful girl do such a thing? Image! Is there no one in this world you care about? Aren't you afraid of losing friends?"

① “If I think about it carefully, there is some…”

② “Who said I didn’t? I care about everyone on this train.”

③ "March, you are the friend I care about. Will you join me in pioneering for the rest of my life?"

Seeing Xing suddenly coming closer, Sanyueqi put her little hand on the side of her face and pushed her away.

"Hey... what's with all the talk about pioneering for a lifetime? Stop being so corny and trying to change the subject. You haven't answered me yet!"

Xing said sincerely, "You've already answered it for me."

"Huh? Where?"

"I told you you're a friend I care about, and you didn't object, so, hey..."

"You keep saying eh hey and eh hey, but... forget it, there's nothing I can do to you."

Sanyueqi pinched Xing's cheek, gave her a cold look, sat down again, and looked towards Bronya.

The unwavering voice echoed from the platform to the entire square.

"I believe that through our joint efforts, our world, the world that the pioneers call Yalilo-VI—"

"I will return to the embrace of the stars!"

"But before I accomplish this goal, please allow me to lead everyone forward in my humble capacity for a moment!"

"I, Bronya Rand, the 19th Guardian of Beloberg, hereby swear an oath!"

Chapter 135: It doesn’t matter whether you can tell the difference or not

☆Time waits for no one, my friend

carry out.

Thus, the journey to Belloberg came to an end.

Countless players and anchors relaxed completely at the same time.

The story has a beginning and an end, without any mystery. It progresses layer by layer, with joy, heaviness, and passion.

Although it’s still the old-fashioned way of making dumplings, what does it matter?

As long as everyone likes it, that’s fine.

Some player communities posted a voting thread to vote for the most devastating plot.

The results were quite surprising.

It’s not the seven hundred years of darkness in Beloberg, nor is it the powerlessness of the lower classes struggling to survive.

But... Lingzhou's silent contribution.

Just a simple sentence, don’t tell everyone, it will directly break the resilience bar of many players with low tear points.

What you are saying now is that Ling Zhou definitely did not have a knife on him, but it is just a trick to deceive yourself.

Old Toby: "To be honest, Lingzhou reminds me of the theory of wear and tear in the original god."

"His condition is similar to the Seven's wear and tear, but more pronounced."