Chapter 544 The Night Before (III)

Chapter 544 The Night Before (III)

Game time PM22:47

Motan and Futaba, who had started discussing cooking for no apparent reason, turned their heads at the same time, and happened to see Grand Duke Baroka and Crystal Wolf Archduke, Archduke Simon and representative Fire Claw Levine, who was on his way to a meeting, walked down from the open-air lift. Except for Archduke Simon, who just nodded slightly in greeting, the other three people walked straight to the corner where the two of them were, and the rather nervous Levine walked all the way. He trotted, waving his hands towards Futaba as if looking for his mother.

"This fox is so embarrassing..."

Futaba rolled his eyes and complained in a murmur: "It's okay to slowly start not to think about it, wagging its tail. What's the point of running towards me with joy? Is it an atavism?"

Mo Tan touched his belly that was not bulging at all with satisfaction, burped loudly, and said unhurriedly: "Perhaps you have trained well, but if you are afraid that he will become a complete waste, it will not be good afterwards. If I talk to that Fire Claw bus agent, I can take some time to do Mr. Lewin's job. Psychological counseling, guaranteed to be effective immediately."

"Coming out counseling?"

Futaba glanced at him and slowly shook her head: "Forget it, you are not that fox yet. It’s beautiful.”

I have to say that the subjectivity in this sentence is biased. It's a bit heavy. Without using [Baici], Mo Tan's current appearance cannot be considered low. If placed in a society where you can use your face to eat, his appearance would at least be worth a luxurious lunch at KFC. , although there is still a long way to go with the level of appearance of Yi Dong’s parents, but I definitely can’t say no. Being ugly, coupled with the unpredictable temperament under his current personality, excluding the fact that his personality is really too bad, he should still be quite popular among the majority of opposite-sex groups and individual same-sex groups, at least those with fair features like Bilevin , a bit girly, simple butter niche is very popular.

However, Futaba has never looked at Mo Tan objectively from the beginning, and the latter is almost the same. The two of them almost became serious about each other in their hearts the moment they learned each other's identity... No, to be precise. 'Very' seriously demonized, and has already ignored the other party such as 'male, alive'/'female, alive' Any component other than the basic physical signs, such as whether the eyes are good-looking, whether the smile is warm, whether the dimples are cute, whether the voice is good-sounding, the body shape... well, at least in terms of body shape, Mo Tan is right. Ye has always cared about it, so much so that he never forgets to care about the latter's nutritional status in terms of front armor.

In fact, Muyu (Futaba) is far less powerful in reality than in the game, but not to the point where she is only slightly stronger than the male Mo Tan. Not only that, by analyzing her current age, nutritional intake, and physical fitness It seems that as long as she consciously eats less junk food and has balanced nutrition, Muyou still has great potential in terms of body shape.

In that case, why did this girl turn herself into a **** in the world of innocence?

There are two reasons. First, after investigating the general content and gameplay of this game in advance, Futaba, who was not sure that he would become a mage at the time, felt that it would be a hindrance if he approached the war profession. Or if you take the long-distance route, it would be better not to have a golden ratio for your figure like in reality (self-proclaimed), but... although her idea does make sense, in fact, even if she gives herself a body that is the same as reality It doesn't matter if she has a stylish and unmodified figure, because under normal circumstances, with her figure being thinner and shorter than girls of the same age, that kind of physics career would only become a fatal problem for Yuchen.

While he was hypnotizing himself, "My body is in golden proportion, I am invincible in the world", the rationality in Futaba's heart was also clear about this fact. Therefore, the first reason mentioned above has no actual effect. , or the proportion in her heart is infinitely close to zero.

So the second point is the most important thing...

As one of the top hackers of the modern era, Futaba has always held a grudge against the Innocence Company and the unspeakable firewall of its only game. Her inability to hack into this company's system obviously made her feel extremely frustrated. Frustration, and in her eyes, it is impossible for a certain partner and old enemy who is at the same level as her to do what she cannot do. If she puts herself in her shoes, the other party is likely to experience it with the same mentality. The game Innocence, that is to say, it is very likely that I and BLACK will meet in the virtual world...

Under this premise, disguising yourself must be the first priority, since it will appear that you are completely unrecognizable. It's strange that she couldn't accept it psychologically. If she didn't make any changes, the other party would most likely find out. So Futaba simply started with some minor details, such as changing her hair color and fine-tuning her facial contours.

Perhaps because of the innate talent of women, unlike Mo Tan who has difficulty determining SUN's gender and even regards the former as a man in most cases, Futaba was very, very sure from the beginning—— BLACK is 100% a man. Although he does not show any obvious characteristics other than an antisocial lunatic personality, and he has no evidence at all, Futaba is still sure that the other person is a man.

[If the other party is a woman, the disguise of clothing, hairstyle, temperament, and facial features is the top priority.

But if the other party is a man, it’s breasts, butt, legs. As for the appearance, even if I don’t make any major adjustments, nine times out of ten, it will only be defined as an ‘ordinary beauty’. And 'ordinary beauties' are simply too common in this kind of game where you can customize your appearance...】

Under this one-sided, subjective and idealistic thinking, Futaba transformed herself into a relatively flat figure without hesitation.

There is only one purpose, and that is to confuse that BLACK and disguise your true identity as much as possible.

As for all the overreactions and irritations in Mo Tan’s ridicule to Futaba, they are all just disguises, because according to common sense, in reality, no matter how hard they are in the game, they will never do anything about this aspect. Taunting creates too much of a reaction.

I have to say that these two people are really similar to a certain extent. Although the methods are different, their ideas are indeed surprisingly similar. They are crazy about handling various details and doing everything. Extremely.

So, back to business...

"Miss Futaba!"

But seeing Lewen running over, standing in front of Futaba, he took a deep breath and said with a shy face: "I'll be back. ~"

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Futaba stared at Levin for two seconds, then asked calmly: "How is it?"

The latter actually raised his hand and scratched his hair: "A little nervous."

"I specifically didn't ask you how you feel!"

Futaba covered his forehead feebly, looked at Lewen with an evil look, and asked word by word: "I asked you how to open a car." How is it..."

"Ah, in fact, His Majesty the Emperor..."

The internal affairs manager of the Fire Claw Territory, whose personality had long since collapsed, finally reacted, but when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Futaba He interrupted with a wave of his hand like a fly.

"Okay, shut up, stand over there and reflect on what you do for food."

Futaba sent Levin to stand in the corner with a look of displeasure, then leaned listlessly against Emmeline who was sitting next to him, and asked lazily: "How is the situation? Amy."

"The situation is nothing."

The Grand Duke of Crystal Wolf rubbed Futaba's hair, shrugged and said: "His Majesty simply summarized the previous battle, and then asked the two court mages to help everyone After analyzing the reason why the severe winter prism in Mercury City will definitely not be able to fight again tomorrow, there is nothing else."

Baroka, who sat next to Mo Tan, laughed dryly and smacked his lips and said: "If there's anything going on, it's probably that Fernan was shivering the whole time and felt like he might be whipped out at any time. Well, Hussein's face didn't look too good either. He always felt like there was something wrong with him. Weird..."

"Speak directly, why do you beat around the bush?"

Mo Tan pulled the plate of snacks in front of Futaba (the latter never ate anything after tasting the cut cake he made by himself), threw it into his mouth and said absently: "Based on your scheming, Grand Duke." , I must have seen something."

The latter was not angry, but said with a smile: "Absolutely, even though the Panshan Knights are located in the 'wing' far away from the core, But I personally did not charge with the large troops, but observed the situation not far from the center of the battlefield, and then... there seemed to be a situation in the core area of ​​our Violet Eagle Formation. Although it calmed down quickly, I still Something feels wrong.”

“Is there something?”

Emily blinked blankly, looking confused: “Why didn’t I know?”

Grand Duke Baroka also grabbed a handful of snacks, chewed them, and said with a smile: "Your Crystal Wolf family is at the back, so of course you can't see the situation near the 'Eagle's Throat', and little Amy Lin, your combat experience... Well, basically you have no combat experience. In addition, the vision is not good at night. Even if you are at the core of the battlefield, you will probably only feel that everything is in chaos, and it is difficult to detect where the real thing is happening. Chaos.”

"Well, why exactly is that?"

"Yes, why..." The two princes seemed to be talking to themselves, but their eyes were staring at Mo Tan very pointedly.

"Okay, okay, I understand..."

The latter first stretched out, which looked very comfortable, and then swayed He stood up and smiled playfully at the two grand dukes: "If you think about it, it's almost time. Let's chat somewhere else. There is a nice tavern not far away. We can give you two thirty minutes. ”

"Us? Thirty minutes?"

Emmeline was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Futaba, who was resting on her knees and unwilling to move: "What are you going to do later?"

"A shameful thing."

Futaba replied without raising his head.

“Eh!?”

"You're kidding~"

......

Forty minutes later

Game time PM23:37

Mithril City, Glazed Pavilion, Diamond 1010 Suite No.

Justice Hussein walked in the study with a gloomy face. His face was paler than during the previous meeting, the blood vessels on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking anxious and uneasy.

Dong dong dong~

At this moment, a soft knock on the door came from the front hall.

“Damn it, didn’t I ask them to wait until after midnight to come back...”

Duke Hussein thought the visitors were his own people who could talk about anything. The confidant immediately left the study angrily, walked to the front hall, opened the door angrily, and said angrily: "Didn't I already say... huh?!"

Obviously, through his reflection, we can see that this person is not the 'one of his own' as he imagined, but a very, very 'foreign' 'outsider'.

“Yo~”

Futaba stood in front of Grand Duke Hussein and said hello sweetly: “Good evening!”

Boom ! !

Then the door slammed in front of her.

……

Dong dong dong dong! Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom! Boom!

The girl started banging on the door to the tune of TheMass.

Five seconds later...

The livid Grand Duke Hussein opened the door again and shouted angrily: "What on earth are you going to do!"

"Talk about life."

Futaba said lightly, and then used his height advantage to easily slip under Hussein's arm and walk to the long table in the front hall. He sat down and asked the confused Grand Duke with a smile: "Excuse me, can you give me something to drink?"

Hussein: "..."

One Minutes later

“After drinking, leave quickly.”

Grand Duke Hussein walked back to the front hall awkwardly carrying a tray, and angrily put the teapot on it in front of Futaba, his two mustaches trembling like an angry old goat.

After all, he is still a nobleman with basic demeanor, and it is disrespectful to kick out a 'guest' without even giving him a glass of water.

"No problem."

Futaba nodded simply, then poured himself a full cup of black tea, and put the cup on the table without taking a sip, smiling. Said: "During this process, we can have a little chat."

The corner of Scorpius Hussein's mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "I have nothing to talk about with you."

He took a sip of tea with a gloomy look on his face.

"It's okay, I'll be responsible for starting the topic, you just need to agree with me."

Futaba snapped her fingers, and then said crisply: "Rebbraith is dead. "

"Pfft! Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!

(End of this chapter)