Roland followed the hunchbacked old man out of the church. The morning sunlight was not dazzling, but he still had to close his eyes subconsciously.
After a few seconds, Roland got used to the sunlight. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the blue sky, which was pure and clean, unlike the sky in modern society, which was blue with a little bit of gray.
Under the blue sky was a glittering lake. There were a few black spots on the lake that looked like leaves. Upon closer inspection, Roland found that they were boats for fishing.
Around the lake, there were many buildings with green tiles and red tiles of different heights. There were many small paths between the buildings, and when people walked on them, they looked like black dots of ants.
A large arched bluestone bridge connected the two ends of the lake, dividing the azure lake into two.
Standing next to the rocks, Roland breathed the fresh air and listened to the rustling leaves in the wind. He felt that his mind had been cleansed. After a long time of calmness, he said to the old man next to him, "Is this Red Mountain Town? I think it's more appropriate to call it Lakeside Town. "
Falken lowered his eyebrows in disappointment. "That's not a good name … Mr. Roland, what's your plan?"
Not a good name? Does it sound bad, or does it mean something else? Roland was rather curious, but seeing that Falken didn't look too good, he did not ask further. At this moment, Roland truly admired the game company. The virtual MMORPG was too real, both in the scenery and the expressions of the NPCs.
More importantly, the game had restored the senses of sight, smell, taste, touch, and so on. Of course, this was a measure to protect the players. After all, if they could perfectly simulate the pain of being hurt or killed, apart from masochists, not many players in the entire server would be able to withstand it.
Hearing the old man's question, Roland thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "I think I'm just going to walk around and have fun."
Falken looked at Roland in surprise and widened his eyes. "It's that simple? Shouldn't it be a great dream like saving the world, defeating devils, or slaying dragons?"
Hearing Falken's half-surprised and half-teasing tone, Roland smiled and said slowly, "I'm just an ordinary man. I don't know what you think of us … Golden Sons, that's what we call them, right? But most of us come to this world only to wander around and have fun. Perhaps our ideals will change in the future, but this is how it is now. "
At first, he thought that it was a quest, but looking at Falken, he really could not regard him as a pure NPC. After all, he was too real.
Roland wasn't an idiot. He knew that talking to an NPC in a game was completely different from talking to a real person. Although Falken was obviously an NPC, Roland felt that he was talking to a real person.
When chatting with a gentle old man, one did not need to open one's heart to heart, but at the very least, one should not be too perfunctory.
Falken looked at Roland with a weird light flashing in his old eyes. He had never seen a human being as strange as Roland. He had an indestructible body, but his greatest dream was to wander around and have fun.
What would happen if someone else had such an ability? That person would probably be too arrogant to consider success and fame as a trivial matter. They would even consider it normal to have the ambition to conquer the world.
Yet, this Golden Son only wanted to wander around and have fun? Few people would've believed it, because it didn't make any sense. But Falken thought that he would. He had seen a lot of professionals who were all aggressive, but the man before him did not have any aggression at all. He was as clean as a newborn baby.
"There must've been no wars or killings in your original plane." Looking at the young man's clear eyes, Falken remarked, "That's great."
"Actually, there was." Roland shook his head helplessly. "However, the country I came from has always been safe and peaceful. Although there were occasional weird things, they were all far away from me."
For Roland, it was a very common explanation. But for Falken, it was blatant bragging. The refreshing morning breeze blew the old man's white robe. He heaved a long sigh. "If only I could live in your world."
Roland looked at the old Reverend with great interest.
Because of his major in college, he had been in touch with the so-called intelligent AIs. Naturally, he had never met the famous Alpha pig, but he had met Xiaowei, an AI from Penguin Corporation, a few times.
'Xiao Wei' did a good job with normal daily conversations. It was no different from an ordinary person. However, when it came to some deeper conversations, such as the outlook on life, the world, or even things like lament about spring and autumn, 'Xiao Wei's' IQ was obviously not enough. It would answer in a very rigid and mechanical manner.
However, the old man before him was no different from a normal person in terms of his tone, attitude, and even his feelings of sadness and jealousy.
Roland didn't think that Xiaowei from Penguin Corporation could do that. Besides, according to the official website, there were more than fifteen billion intelligent creatures in this game world. Every intelligent NPC was no different from a real person.
What kind of terrifying technology did Penguin Corporation, which was famous for its counterfeits, develop?
Before he entered the game, Roland didn't believe in such a promotion. Game companies always exaggerated their products. However, looking at the old man named Falken, he believed it. He could imagine how wonderful this world would be if all the other NPCs had their own personalities and souls.
The real scenery and the realistic NPCs made Roland feel that his long-cooled passion for games was rekindled.
Slapping his thigh hard, he turned around and asked, "Mr. Falken, how do I get to the nearest city?"
Falken was quite surprised. The young man who had been calm a moment ago suddenly became strangely passionate. The other party's eyes were still clear and clean, but there was a glimmer of light in those eyes that were like a clear spring.
"Follow the road to the west. If you walk, you'll see Delpon in about four hours." Falken paused for a moment and continued, "You'd better stay on the road when you go to Delpon. There's a mountain road outside of Red Mountain Town that's flanked by maple woods. There are a lot of giant spiders in the woods. Usually, they won't come to the territory of human beings, but if they're too hungry, they'll go on a rampage and prey on human beings."
"Thank you, old man."
Roland waved his hand at Falken and walked down the gray stairs. The morning sun was as bright as an orange, and the mountain breeze was as soft as silk. As he slowly walked down the mountain, the seemingly real and illusory noises of the people in the town also entered his ears.
Roland was of a mind to open his arms and embrace the blue sky and white clouds, but that would be too immature.
He simply pursed his lips and murmured softly,
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