Fairyland, Big Problem

"God, so many things happened while I was away."

In the residential building behind the small supermarket, Chef Wang Biao Wang, who had returned from his hometown to study art, was stunned for a long time after hearing the story of the past ten days. The cigarette between his index and middle fingers was about to burn to the end.

"That's right, thanks to little brother Wenjiu, otherwise my old life would be on the bus."

The evil disaster that happened two days ago is vivid in my mind. Fortunately, the 40 or 50 people in the Masked Superman fan club did not die, and only a few were still hospitalized for their injuries.

Speaking of them, Wen Jiu can only comment on true love.

The first version of the masked superman model was drawn as an event lottery, and the friend who won the prize gave the model back to Boss Zhang.

The 6 first-generation models correspond to the original 6 members of the Masked Rider animation production team.

Fans did not want any of them to be missing, so they returned the prize and hoped that Boss Zhang would hand it over to Lin Zhengyi, symbolizing the reunion of the original team.

"Little brother Wenjiu, are you really not staying?"

"No, I am very grateful that Boss Zhang is willing to take care of him for so long."

When Chef Wang came back, the two staff members who had been assigned to fill his positions were able to return to their positions in the cooked food area, and the small supermarket returned to a state of no shortage of manpower.

Wen Jiu didn't want Boss Zhang to raise one more idle person just out of affection.

After the simple dinner, Wen Jiu did not go home immediately, but took the bus and got off at the terminus of Road 117.

The night was deep, and the road 3 kilometers ahead had suffered a disaster of evil things two days ago. Now the road and street lights have been repaired, and only the charred land on the roadside remains.

The danger of encountering evil things twice in a row made Wen Jiu vigilant. Although the Dream Office is a virtual organization without a store, it already has a little reputation in a small area of ​​Changle City.

Boss Zhang, the police station, and Maple Leaf Publishing House reached a relationship with them in less than a month.

It can be imagined that if they or their acquaintances have psychological problems, they will think of Wen Jiu at the first time, thus expanding the business scope.

Maybe half a year later, in a short period of half a year, the Dream Office can have a certain reputation in Changle City.

The further up you go, the stronger the background of the guests.

As for Wen Jiu, in terms of survivability... so far, he is an ordinary person at best.

The future is promising, and the upward momentum of the career is the easiest to overturn. Even if there are only a few thousand Bs in his pocket now, Wen Jiu has to start planning for combat effectiveness in advance.

Going back to the battlefield where evil things and disasters existed two days ago, the traces of the battle were almost erased, but the sense of deadly threat was still fresh in my heart.

Just cut into the battlefield and then left. After two days of rest, Wen Jiu's special defense increased by 1.

"Sure enough, actual combat can best hone your strength."

The problem is that the risk is too great, it is equivalent to the possibility of +1 magic defense, going in with the risk of the account disappearing, it is scary.

The pumice stones, smoke balls, and orange fruit that play an important role in the battle are all obtained by making friends with the elves, so that now as long as the game interface is opened, Wen Jiu will touch the elves around.

"Or take a bet?"

The current sweet dream points are 119, and you can play a lottery.

Wen Jiu wasn't sure what he could draw, and there was no need to consult with the 25 points, so he might as well draw directly.

But there is only one Crescent Feather left, and this thing can eliminate the hopeless illusion of evil...

Staying in the rental house with peace of mind, Wen Jiu prefers to keep the Dream Points just in case.

So I specially let myself come to the battlefield again, feel the powerlessness at that time, and make up my mind.

"Lottery draw!"

The player entered the lounge, Wen Jiu gritted his teeth, and clicked on the stone statue of the God of Dreams.

Consume 100 Dream Points to draw a lottery!

A brief animation flies by, and a text prompt box pops up:

Obtained, Mirror.

"Huh? Why did you give a special item for a divine beast?"

Corresponding to the three legendary Pokémon of Earth Cloud, Thunder Cloud, and Tornado Cloud, also known as the Three Cloud Gods.

The function is: to illuminate the reality and switch the form of the three cloud gods.

"My God, let alone legendary Pokémon, I don't even have a fat man."

Click on the Visible Mirror, there is a "Use" option, after confirming it is calm, after all, there is no optional Three Cloud God on the player.

No way, it's too African. Wen Jiu turned around and walked towards the terminal, intending to take the bus back, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Vision...a little bit different, the things in front of me are very clear.

After nightfall, in the suburbs of Changle City, only the roads are illuminated, and the natural terrain such as distant mountains and woods are shrouded in darkness.

But in Wen Jiu's field of vision, everything can be seen clearly, and his eyes have full night vision.

"Existing mirror?!"

Select the Visible Mirror from the backpack interface again, and click Use.

The line of sight returned to normal, and the place shrouded in darkness could not be seen, only the vicinity of the road could be seen clearly.

Can the so-called "photographing reality" of the visible mirror allow players to have night vision?

Or are there other effects?

Repeated tests to temporarily confirm the night vision without a doubt. After a single use of the visible mirror, Wen Jiu can gain night vision ability. Select "Use" again to turn off the effect of the visible mirror.

As expected of the corresponding props of the legendary Pokémon...

Although the things obtained did not directly give Wen Jiu the fighting power to fight against evil things, his survivability was one more point.

The next bus arrived at the terminal, and Wen Jiu sat in the back row.

The result of the 100 Dream Points draw... actually not bad. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Dream points can be earned again, and the ability given by the visible mirror may not stop at night vision.

"Show the truth"

When facing evil things, Wen Jiu's two-star aptitude can only see the vague outlines of evil things, such as human figures and circles, and the whole looks like a large cloud of variegated smoke with a little transparency.

With a visible mirror, maybe you can clearly see the true face of evil things.

This is too important. If you can't see the enemy clearly, it is difficult to exert your strength.

Evil things are dangerous when they say they are dangerous, and they are not like ordinary animals when they say they are rare.

The bus started slowly, Wen Jiu opened the game interface, and the new friend was wandering outside the Dreamland.

A pale pink big round head, with black and white flowers on his body, with a huge white bow.

Baby Goethe.

Here, "Gethe" and "Gothic style" mean the same thing. Baby Goethe and his family are Pokémon with a Gothic style.

"Want to come in and play?"

[I... can I go in? 】

"Yes, no gold coins, but let me touch my head."

【Well…】

Gently stroked Baby Goethe's head, there was a tuft of things on its head that looked like the handle of a seal. Wen Jiu always thought it was hair, but it actually felt more like a mushroom to the touch.

"Have you seen the land cloud?"

Like Baby Goethe, Sanyun God appeared on the Hezhong Continent.

Wen Jiu asked casually, and Baby Goethe shook his head to show he didn't know.

In the distance, the vines that move at night beckon to their new friends. Baby Goethe is about to pass by, and finds the Resentful Shadow doll floating around, so she shrinks back to Wen Jiu's side in fright.

"It's alright, everyone is a good boy, don't worry about it..."