Loki looked a little disheveled now.
Although the four fingers that were cut off had now grown back, they still looked a little different from the original one on his other hand. The skin color and size were a little like a newborn's.
The bleeding from the wound on his chest had already stopped. The Shrouded Sheath's non-healing attribute seemed to have no effect on him at all. However, if one looked closely, one would see that his wound had not completely healed. It had become extremely small, and the blood could no longer flow out from it. There were also small wounds where his fingers were cut off. As for the gunshot wound on his abdomen, it had already healed.
Now, Loki looked like a middle-aged man who had just been optimized by the company. He walked home with a sad face, sighing as he walked. It seemed that he was having a headache about how to face his wife and children who were waiting for him to get off work.
He deliberately slowed down his pace, dawdled for a while, and stopped in front of a clothing store for a while. After changing into a new coat, he continued on his way.
During this period, he heard the sound of a helicopter flying over his head. He looked up at the helicopter flying out of the city, and made a gesture to aim and shoot. After entertaining himself for a while, his mood seemed to have picked up. He resumed his brisk pace, humming a tune, and hopped forward. Finally, he arrived in front of an apartment building.
This apartment building did not look special, just like the other apartment buildings in the city. And because of the great evacuation, it looked deserted.
Rocky also met a cat downstairs. It was different from the stray cats that the players had encountered before, which had suffered from radiation and become deformed. They were also emaciated due to lack of food. This cat looked very beautiful and relaxed. Its fur was bright, and its body was round. It was squatting by the flower bed and licking its paws.
Loki walked to the cat, squatted down, and scratched the latter's chin. The cat also showed a comfortable expression, and at the same time, its body began to change, as if it was pieced together by cubes. If a player saw this scene nearby, he would probably not be able to help but exclaim because the cat now looked exactly like the one in the game Minecraft.
Loki also made a clicking sound. He left a can of fish for the cat that had turned into a cube, then got up and continued to walk forward.
As a result, he met a man dressed as a mercenary at the gate. He was not the kind of mercenary active in local wars in the modern world, fighting for the major warlords to make money, but the medieval mercenary in the sword and sorcery world.
He wore a set of chain armor and carried two swords on his back. One was made of steel, and the other was made of silver. The long scar on his left eye showed that he had rich combat experience, but all this was not as conspicuous as his golden pupils and white hair.
Loki sighed when he saw the white-haired man. "How dare you say that I don't follow the rules? He's even worse. He even created 'The Witcher'."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired man opposite him also spoke in his low, husky, masculine voice, "You look terrible. You didn't have a good day. What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"
"Typical Geralt humor," Loki shrugged. "But I have a good relationship with my wife and lover. It's just that thanks to your boss, I was almost killed."
"So you are here to get back at her?" The white-haired man said as he placed one hand on the hilt of the silver sword behind him.
"Relax, demon hunter," Loki said. "I just came here to say hello to the creator of this world and offer my humble respect."
"I can smell conspiracy and intrigue from you from ten miles away. You'd better be as honest as you say, evil god. Otherwise, the sword in my hand is prepared for you," the white-haired man said coldly. The white-haired man said coldly, but after staring at Loki for half a second, he stepped aside.
"Thank you very much," Loki said politely. Loki said politely, and when he passed by the white-haired man, he whispered in the latter's ear, "If you ever get tired of all this, tired of the feeling of being manipulated, and want to change your job, you can come to me."
"Keep your devil's whispers to yourself. I've gone through the Trial of Grasses, and my will is strong," the white-haired man replied.
Loki didn't mind. He glanced at the position behind him. There seemed to be a hooded figure hiding in the shadows. Loki waved at the person, but seeing that the other party didn't respond, he didn't get angry. He continued to walk upstairs.
He climbed to the third floor and finally stopped in front of Room 302. He reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no response.
"I'm coming in," Loki said with a smile, and then pushed the unlocked door open.
After all the residents of the city had left by car, no one expected that there was a little boy about ten years old in Room 302. His parents should have evacuated with the convoy, and there were traces of them rummaging around the room before they left.
However, the careless couple had forgotten to take their child with them, leaving him alone in the abandoned city. Who knew how he had managed to survive the past few days alone?
When Loki found him, he did not cry. He was much quieter than the average child, and now he was sitting on the floor with his back facing the door.
Loki seemed to be worried that he would scare the little boy, so he quietly walked behind him and saw that the little boy was playing Go with himself. One of them was holding a white piece, and the other was holding a black piece. They were having a great time on the chessboard.
The abandoned little boy seemed to have completely immersed himself in the game. He did not even notice Loki walking behind him until Loki coughed twice and said, "I'm just curious about a question. If you beat yourself in the end, did you win or lose?"
"For me, winning or losing is far less fun than playing chess." The little boy was looking at the lower right corner of the chessboard, where the black and white pieces were the most intense. When he heard Loki's question, he answered casually. His voice was full of childishness unique to children of his age.
"It seems that we have something in common." Loki licked his lips and tried to get close to the little boy.
But to his surprise, the little boy shook his head and said, "No, you and I are two different people. I respect the rules of the game because in most cases, only by playing under the rules can one get the most fun. This is why the rules exist. They are not only restrictions, but also the source of fun."
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