MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 190

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In addition to Shen Mirage and Wang Huai, there was a man standing very close to Wang Huai, wearing a foreign police uniform. He did not know whether it was the clothes set by the copy or what he wears in reality, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and very hair. He was short and looked very energetic. He obviously knew Wang Huai and joked about Wang Huai with a narrow smile: "Pharaoh? I always think that the title Pharaoh is better than the **** of kings. Mr. Wang is more fluent. I didn't expect someone to agree My hero sees the same."

Wang Huai: "Haha."

No matter what he thought, he still looked at Xiao Li lukewarmly on the surface: "Sherlock, we meet again."

When talking about Xiao Li's name, he suddenly raised his index finger and middle finger, put them together in front of his forehead, and gave Xiao Li a cool wave, still carrying the skull ring on his fingers: "Or, Mo Riati, Hercule? How do you call you better?"

When he said so, other teammates followed.

The mental boy exaggerated expression and said in Chinese: "So you are the Sherlock who has been discussing in the forum?! I have to say, it's 6 ah, I was lined up with Park Soo Jin before, and she never forgets you. When the world was at its worst, I heard her softly mimicking what you would do."

Xiao Li felt Shen Mirage next to him raise his eyelids inexplicably.

"When I first met you, I thought you would have such a day, but I didn't expect..." Wang Huai rubbed his chin and exclaimed, "What's the matter with Moriarty and Hercules? You? It's okay to change so many vests really want to dominate the rankings?"

Xiao Li answered his first question weakly, ignoring the latter: "You can call me whatever you want."

"Then I'll call you Sherlock." The spirit guy said, "Get to know, my name is Wen Wenwen."

How should I say, this is really a very stable name.

So steady, even in a sleepy situation, Xiao Li couldn't help but look up at him more.

At this moment, a blonde woman standing farthest walked over. She had long golden hair unique to Europeans and Americans, freckles all over her cheeks, light green eyes, and she looked very shy. Seems to have heard the conversation between Xiao Li and others, and watched Xiao Li say in a London voice: "Sherlock?"

"ThatSherlock?"

Xiao Li replied in English: "If there is no one else, it should be me."

The blonde woman stared at him inquisitively and said in half-baked Chinese: "Kesia, I have heard of you many times."

Xiao Li closed his eyelids, he felt his soul floating in the air, and wanted to hang up.

Shen Mirzhi saw that he was not standing steady, and he had a tendency to lean to the left and right, so he stood a step behind him tighter and helped him share part of the weight.

"Okok, I'll talk about it after the fan meeting." Wang Huai kept counting the time. Ten minutes of safe time shouldn't be wasted on mere exclamation. "We wasted three minutes. There are three people left. Let me briefly introduce you."

The remaining three are two men and one woman. Wang Huai should have seen them. Knowing their names, he pointed to one of the three middle-aged men and said, "He Tian."

Tsuruta is a Japanese, with a silver bell tied around his waist, strung together with a red string, nodding to everyone.

"Bruce."

The Westerner named Bruce has a fit body, and indeed looks somewhat similar to Batman.

The mental guy Wen Wenwen interrupted: "Are you surnamed Wayne?"

Bruce Wayne, the name of Batman in the Marvel universe.

Bruce may not understand him, but this question may have been asked many times. He said in a series of French: "This is my nickname for myself."

Wen Wenwen didn't understand, but he decided to ask again later, not to occupy safe time now.

Wang Huai pointed to the last person: "Jin Handong."

Jin Handong is a girl with an ordinary face, unable to distinguish nationality, looking at everyone plainly.

"Everyone should have translation props?" Wen Wenwen asked vigorously.

Translation props are something that has emerged in the mall since the world has merged. The price is not expensive, and it has gradually become a kind of props that must be bought by reincarnation.

He didn't use it directly before, so he used it out of eloquence when asked.

Seeing the others nodded again, Wen Wenwen: "Well, let's find Stilan Misty Town first, and we should be at the end of the road."

There was no objection, and everyone began to walk forward along this path.

When the remaining time was only five minutes, the mist in front of them suddenly flooded them like a tide, and the darkness in front of them deepened, forming the opening CG in the sky:

At first it was the profile of a little boy.

With a collapsed nose and yellowish skin, he is an extremely ordinary child.

Then the camera zoomed out to reveal a row of children, sitting in a seat with a red cushion behind them, looking straight ahead.

But the opening CG didn't show that they were watching anything, but later, the little boy's face became more and more sad. He changed a posture impatiently, and finally rushed to the little girl sitting on his left and said: "I can't do it anymore. , I'm going to pee."

The little girl didn't move her eyes away from the thing in front of her. She wrinkled her nose and said in disgust, "You know the rules, you can't leave."

"I know, but I can't hold it anymore!" The little boy's voice was a little high, which caused the dissatisfaction of other people. He had to lower his voice again, "Help me cover it up, I'll go to the toilet and come back soon."

"I told you to eat so much ice cream before you come." The little girl said impatiently, "Can't hold back anymore? Do you know what happened to him before?"

"I know, but if I hold it back, I will pee my pants! I can't pee my pants, my mother will hit me." The little boy muttered, "I'll be back soon, nothing will happen."

He stood up as he spoke, bending his legs carefully so that he would not obstruct the sight of others, hunched back and slipped away from the seat, opened the door on the side, and slipped out.

The camera followed the little boy as he walked through a long corridor, and the merchandise counters along the road, and ran into the toilet with ease.

He opened the toilet compartment door, and even before he could close it again, he couldn't wait to release the water.

However, just as he showed a happy and relaxed expression, the door of the compartment behind him was slowly pushed back by some force.

The opening CG came to an abrupt end.

Wang Huai glanced at the time: "There are three minutes left, first look for Sidilan Mi Town."

Since the opening CG was over, the mist that gradually surging like ink in front of the reincarnations had returned to gray, and the objects standing on the roadside could be vaguely seen.

Although they thought that the initial restrictions would not be difficult and the town should be right ahead, everyone still chose to speed up their pace. They found a wooden sign stuck in the dirt on the edge of the road. The wooden sign was dilapidated and aged. For a long time, it says in English: Sidilan Mi Town.

Behind the wooden sign is a small town, I think it is the so-called Stilan Mi Town.

The town is surrounded by a wooden fence, and you can’t see the end from afar. Not only is the mist shrouded in the small roads, but the town is also filled with similar fog, but it is slightly lighter than the outside world, so I can barely see it. You can see the wall building.

This is a European-style town, each one is a single family, not too modern, mostly brick walls, with a gloomy sky, looks like medieval London.

At the moment when everyone walked into Stilan's Misty Town, the task book updated: [Have chosen to enter Stiran's Misty Town. 】

There are few people in the small town, few merchants along the way, and no boss is seen at the door of the few shops.

Everyone wandered around the town, discussing while observing the rough map and situation.

The spiritual guy Wen Wenwen took the lead and said: "According to the task prompt, it seems that this town is related to the Atlantis continent? Isn't this a legend in reality?"

Atlantis was once an ancient civilization with a high degree of civilization development in reality, destroyed in a natural disaster.

"Also, what is the connection with the snow-capped mountains at the beginning? We are passengers who wanted to come here by helicopter? We accidentally encountered a helicopter crash..." Jin Handong discussed with Wen Wenwen in proficient Chinese.

Bruce: "The little boy in the opening CG should be a key role, but I don't know whether he is dead or not. You can start from this aspect."

"Comrade Batman is right, but due to a limitation of the mission, I think we should clarify the limits of the town first, so as not to accidentally run out and be obliterated in the future when encountering special circumstances," Wen Wenwen still acts in style. As steady as ever, he turned around and asked Wang Huai, "Pharaoh, what do you think?"

Wang Huai did not participate in their discussion before. He fell behind and asked Xiao Li interestingly: "Why do you look so..."

He paused, did not find a suitable adjective, and finally uttered a word: "mourning?"

Xiao Li: "Do I look very energetic before?"

Wang Huai seemed to be very curious about him. For those posts in the forum, he collapsed his own ruthless boss's personality. As soon as he wanted to continue to ask, he heard Wen Wenwen's question. He happened to ask Xiao Li: "How are you? Look?"

Xiao Li thought for a while: "I think it's better to act separately."

Wang Huai: "How to divide?"

Xiao Li: "It's very simple, you do your own thing, leave it to you, and I will go to sleep."

Wang Huai: "...sleep?"

Before Wang Huai wanted to say anything more, Shen Mirage said, "I will sleep with him."

Wang Huai: "..."

The combination of these two sentences can be said to have to be imaginative.

He didn’t want to think about it, but—

"Sleep" and "accompany. Sleep", these two words are too subtle.

Wen Wenwen in front also got a strange look:

The two of them... is this kind of relationship? !

Despite the expressions in their eyes, Shen Mirzhi slightly frowned and asked Xiao Li, "Why are you so sleepy?"

Xiao Li felt that he should refuse, but his drowsiness made his mind confused. He ignored Shen Mirage's words and replied casually: "You didn't do it last night?"

I'm free to see what he does downstairs in his house?

Shen Mirage was taken aback for a moment.

other people:? ? ?

I feel like I ate a big melon on the front line.

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Shen Mirage: I... Yesterday...? ?

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The next day, the Samsaras Forum: [Sherlock... got out of the order? ? ? 】

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