strictlysupreme Chapter 288 Building Dream Border
Chapter 288 Building Dream Border
Chapter 288 Building a dream border
Chapter 288 Building a dream border
It was already late at night when I finished a few games, and half an hour ago, the cafe had flipped the open sign on the glass door to the closed side.
The only waiter in the store warmly brought three paper cups before the cafe closed. The paper cups contained steaming hand-brewed coffee. He thoughtfully told them that there was a love hotel about 50 meters away from the crossroads ahead, turning left.
A triple room only costs 800 alfalfa coins, which is absolutely great value for money. It also comes standard with a large bathtub that can accommodate three people taking a bath at the same time, a nearly five-meter soft bed with massage function, and even a spacious balcony. A hammock with a sturdy seat.
Before leaving, the waiter bent down and whispered in Jiang Fan's ear. While patting Jiang Fan's shoulder, he said earnestly: Don't let your beautiful female companions blow the cold wind here. Why don't we take a dip in the jacuzzi together? Take a bath and have a glass of red wine to have a heart-to-heart relationship? Have a great night in Pinoconi.
Jiang Fan looked at the waiter's back as he left gracefully, and thought to himself, brother, are you a joke sent by the monkey?
He felt a little sad in his heart. As expected, Jing could hear these whispers clearly. He doubted that Silver Wolf could hear them too, so the expression on his face was so playful.
He is really a pig-like passerby. He was only a few hours away from the last Shura field, and this guy made him sweat with just a few words.
But he also put on an expression like "I'm just a passing Lei Feng", which made Jiang Fan's fist seem to hit cotton.
The waiter waved his hand and left gracefully, leaving only a thunderous back that gradually disappeared in the light and shadow of the feasting.
It was late at night, and except for nightclubs and other places, almost all shops had closed early, and the whole street was deserted.
Only the neon lights, which are on day and night, flash alternately on the streets, maintaining the dreamy style of the metropolis.
Jingliu placed Qingyu flat on his thigh and wiped the dust and residual oil on the sword with deerskin. Jiang Fan played the game console on the side, looking very interested. Only the signboard above his head was still lit and a curtain was cast to disperse it. shadow.
Silver Wolf counted the time and estimated that Sam was almost in place before he put down the game console in his hand and said lazily: "Unfortunately - the wonderful game time is coming to an end. It's time for us to do some serious business."
Jiang Fan calmly wanted to put the game console into the lining pocket of his windbreaker and take it away, but suddenly Jingliu stretched out his hand and patted the back of his hand, tilting his head and glaring at him.
He honestly put the game console back on the table, took a sip of coffee and pretended nothing happened: "Oh? After losing three games in a row, you finally found a suitable excuse?"
"Are you talking about pulling down my chair and deliberately pulling out my game card to win three games in a row? Twenty-seven to eight?" Silver Wolf chewed bubble gum and watched Jiang Fan put down the game console. The look makes me want to laugh.
"This is called skill. If you can't beat him, then you're good? Practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play." Facing Silver Wolf's contemptuous gaze, Jiang Fan laughed openly.
Silver Wolf scorned a little, then quickly put the two game consoles into the ether editor's subspace, put the almost chewed bubble gum in his mouth into a paper towel and wrapped it, and drank the warm coffee in the paper cup. All.
Jiang Fan smiled lightly while holding up the paper cup. An hour ago during the game, he was scratching his head like a desperate gambler. Now he laughed loudly and openly, like a hero, the No. 1 demeanor in the gaming industry. .
"I welcome Mr. Twenty-Seven to Eight to challenge me again." Silver Wolf tore open a new pack of bubble gum and threw it into his mouth, "But it's time for us to set off for a new map. Our mission is to explore the tip of the iceberg in Dreamland."
"No problem, little girl who has lost three games in a row, where is the new map?" Jiang Fan pulled Jingliu to stand up and smiled calmly.
"We arrived a long time ago." Silver Wolf nodded slightly, "Well, this is it."
"This is the secret stronghold?"
"No, of course not." Silver Wolf turned to look at the street paved with gray floor tiles and pointed in the distance, "The secret stronghold is inside."
Jiang Fan looked in the direction of Silver Wolf's finger and saw a plain, iron-gray manhole cover. Even the surface of the manhole cover was engraved with the slogan of Sureda soda, "Youth has no limits, Pinoy Sureda."
"Inside? What do you mean?" Jiang Fan turned to look at Silver Wolf.
Although it was an obvious answer, he still didn't give up. What if Silver Wolf had an epileptic seizure and his finger was wrong?
"That's the literal meaning." Silver Wolf shrugged, chewing bubble gum expressionlessly, "Yes, you have to get in."
"It doesn't matter! Anything can happen in a dream. Many people fall from the sky in Pinoconi every day. Even if you are hit by a manhole cover, pedestrians have already seen it strange. Who doesn't have some quirks in dreams? "Yin Lang persuaded softly, and it seemed that she was looking forward to Jiang Fan being like a Mario manhole cover.
Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment and moved out of the way: "You should demonstrate first, I don't know the way."
"No, I will use the projected hologram to lead you to open up a new map, so I stay..."
Silver Wolf waved his hand, and before he finished speaking, Jiang Fan picked him up without saying a word and carried him on his shoulders. In a brief moment of confusion, he kicked the manhole cover open and jumped down.
Although the action of jumping off the manhole cover is not considered graceful, the action of landing is worthy of full marks. Under the manhole cover is a straight dark tunnel with clean walls. There are no green algae and various garbage in the air as expected. There are still shining spots of light.
The sewers in the dream world don't have the stench of garbage, and there are no connecting pipes for excrement. Otherwise, Jiang Fan would have wanted to take Elio's collar and hit him on the head, and ask him, brother, what kind of disc are you playing? spy?
The last time he saw someone using the sewers as a secret base was a spirited mouse playing ninja games with four spirited turtles.
He thought that even if the star core hunters were in dire straits, they wouldn't use the sewer space as a secret base, right? Can Kafka, the urban beauty, agree?
If you really can’t survive, I can invest on behalf of Xianzhou. I think you shouldn’t call them Star Core Hunters. You can just call them Dragon Ancestor Team.
You can completely imitate the business model of the Pure Beauty Knight. Wherever you go to steal star cores, you must first read a line, saying that in order to prevent the world from being destroyed and to protect the peace of the universe, we represent the most handsome star god Immortal to get rid of the stars. Damn it, anyone standing in the way will be killed without mercy!
In the long sewer corridor, Silver Wolf walked helplessly at the front and led the way, blowing several bubbles one after another and popping them with a "pop".
Jingliu walked behind Jiang Fan, leaning against the wall, holding Qingyu in his hand. Although he did not put on a fighting posture, his attitude was obvious.
Jiang Fan looked at the darkness at the end of the tunnel, and his brows suddenly opened, "The scenery under the manhole cover has a different flavor... Did you renovate it?"
"It's a beautiful place, right?" Silver Wolf looked through the fluorescent curtain into the darkness at the end, "Building Dreams Border, usually tourists are not allowed to come here, so we have to be careful not to be Others found out.”
"But even if they are discovered, it's not a big deal. Just let them sleep gently, but don't let them go. After all, there is no chance to save and come back here." Silver Wolf chewed bubble gum and continued to add details of the map.
"But this is actually not a dangerous zone. You can think of this place as the border of the golden hour, and the dreamland beyond. The family is still under construction and renovation, and the so-called secret stronghold is inside."
Silver Wolf withdrew his gaze, pointed at the checkpoint set up by the family not far ahead, and turned to look at Jingliu: "Sneak in or break in? Or do you have the key to clear the checkpoint?"
Jiang Fan was caught between the sights of Yinlang and Jingliu, feeling as if he had been ignored by the hacker girl.
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