"I feel like I'm already numb to this kind of routine."
Standing in the ruins, Fangzheng looked at the messy city ruins shrouded in darkness with an indifferent expression. For the first time, he wondered if humans lacked imagination. Why was it that every world he transmigrated to was either in the process of destruction or had already been destroyed? Did they not know how to tell stories if the world was not destroyed?
"Master, what are we going to do next?"
Asked Nimf in a low voice as she looked around. When they transmigrated to this world, they appeared in the ruins of a house. It was still raining heavily outside. If it weren't for the fact that the place they appeared in had some shelter from the wind and rain, the two of them would have been soaked through.
"I don't know either …."
Fangzheng shook his head when he sensed the water vapor inundating him. Logically speaking, they should have appeared directly in front of the other party's failed mission, so … .don't tell me that the end of the world is because the mission failed?
"Creak …."
While Fangzheng was cursing in his heart, a door not far away from them slowly opened. Dim light shone out from inside. Fangzheng took a glance at it, then walked over with Cherub.
Behind the door was a rather ordinary living room. The burning charcoal on the fireplace brought a warm and comfortable feeling, dispersing the cold air behind Fangzheng and Nimf. Beside the fireplace was a sofa and a coffee table. On the coffee table were wine glasses and a bottle of freshly opened red wine. There were also desserts and fruits beside it. It was obviously used to entertain guests.
But ….
"I've lived for so long, but this is the first time I've seen a buffet style of hospitality."
Fangzheng lampooned as he sat down on the sofa with Nimfu. Following that, the little angel happily picked up the cake on the plate and began nibbling at it. As for Fangzheng, he reclined on the sofa and looked around in boredom.
The entire living room didn't feel like a modern product. In fact, apart from a TV, there were almost no electrical appliances. Even the TV was a black and white TV from the 40s and 50s with four stands.
If this is the time for radiation, should I start preparing the bottle caps now?
"Squeak … squeak squeak … Crack."
Just as Fangzheng was letting his imagination run wild, the TV in front of him, which was originally turned off, suddenly switched on automatically, and a scene of flashing snowflakes appeared. It had to be admitted that this scene looked like the opening scene of a horror movie, but neither Fangzheng nor Nimf were moved. After all, if it was someone who was just going through the motions in a horror movie, well, perhaps it wouldn't even survive a single holy light from Fangzheng ….
"Rustle …"
However, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of playing a horror movie. Fangzheng only saw the image on the TV flicker a few times before it became clear. Inside was a girl who looked like a news presenter in her early twenties. Fortunately, there was no ancient well behind her. Otherwise, Fangzheng would have to consider summoning the holy light to try it out.
"Hello, sir, and this lovely lady, thank you for coming to my world."
The woman's tone was a little anxious, but her expression was calm.
"There are some problems in this world that I can't solve with my own strength, so I hope to get your help. I'm sorry, I can only communicate with you in this way, but I have my own difficulties."
"I think it's weird enough to make a video call with a black and white TV … but I don't have much to say. So, what do you need us to do?"
While speaking, Fangzheng looked out of the window.
"Frankly speaking, I think this world has …."
(Master, this world is not normal.)
But before Fangzheng could finish his words, Nimf's voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Hearing Nimf's voice, Fangzheng paused for a moment, then waved his hand.
"It's nothing. Continue."
"Okay."
Hearing Fangzheng's answer, the woman paused for a moment, then continued.
"To make a long story short, I don't know if you two understand this world, but … there is a problem with this world. For some reason, it has deviated from its original track. I need to correct it to prevent it from causing more harm … But my strength is really limited, so I hope I can get your help. Please …. "
The woman paused for a moment, then continued.
"… help me eliminate some enemies."
"Oh?"
Fangzheng raised his head and looked at the woman on the TV.
"Who are they?"
"Their information is on the table in front of you."
Hearing the woman's words, Fangzheng lowered his head and glanced at the table in front of him. Sure enough, there was a thick brown paper bag on the coffee table in front of him. Fangzheng was sure that the bag was empty just a few seconds ago.
But Fangzheng didn't care about that. He opened the brown paper bag and took out a thick stack of documents. The names, genders, and everything they had done were written on it. Looking at the names on the documents, Fangzheng's eyes widened slightly. He thought for a moment, then put down the documents in his hand and looked at the TV in front of him again.
"So, you want me to eliminate these guys?"
"That's right, sir."
The woman on the TV nodded.
"Then you should know that I'm a human."
Fangzheng leaned back on the sofa, but what he said next had nothing to do with what he had said before. But the woman didn't seem to mind at all.
"Of course I can understand what you mean, but since I'm asking for your help, I'm naturally very confident. There's a key in that brown paper bag. It will let you know everything you want to know …. "
The woman went silent for a moment again, as if she was organizing her words.
"… I think that when you understand the truth of this world, you will definitely help me."
Hearing the woman's words, Fangzheng reached out and picked up the brown paper bag. Sure enough, a small key that looked like it could open some kind of lock slid out of the brown paper bag. As for Fangzheng, he reached out and grabbed the key.
At the same time, the mission prompt rang in Fangzheng's ears.
"Then, I have one last question."
Fangzheng pushed his cake to the little angel next to him and looked at the woman on the TV again.
"What's your name?"
"…."
This time, the woman did not speak for a long time. She frowned as if she was thinking about something, but also seemed to be considering something. Finally, the woman looked up at Fangzheng and shook her head.
"I'm not sure if I have a name, but I know that I have a codename."
The woman's expression turned nostalgic.
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