Chapter 963

Fate’s favor is passing by quietly no one knows,

I never encountered an accident and opened the door of a special-class single room, looking at the single room in the front of the car,

There are sofa seats with small tables on both sides of the aisle, and the space like a coffee shop is exquisite and comfortable. It is hard to imagine that this is on a long-distance transnational train.

Sitting down by the window, the sense of urgency of setting off from the invasion of the Sea of ​​Weapons finally finally let go.

The lunar hunting exercise in the morning and the coordination experiment in the afternoon successfully boarded the transnational train to Rome.

Fang Ran felt that he finally had time to catch his breath.

"Wow, I really squeezed my sweat just now... It would be fine if the little squatting house is here at this time..."

Sister Orange, did you know that you were not worried just now...

Fang Ran sighed in a speechless heart for Mucheng still being the same as before, and then listened to her mentioning Jota.

Thinking of the young man who yelled to himself in tears, he was slightly lost.

"There is a lot of space here, you can lie down and sleep for a while."

Although Osphia said this to Tang Bing and Klim, the two who had just experienced the attack tonight seemed to be unable to sleep either.

Feeling the strength of the top of the head and swaying it left and right, Fang Ran looked at her blazer with loose shirt and her special combination of Shepherd Orange, and asked some unwillingly tentatively:

"Sister Orange, can I ask why you are touching my head?"

"As a beautiful sister who is hardworking, gentle, steady and reliable, reward Xiao Fangran who has worked so hard to you~"

Then she saw Mu Cheng's utterly dry voice, but she spoke this sentence with a thumbs up very confidently and triumphantly, feeling the softness above her head for a moment.

Then he sighed helplessly and couldn't help laughing. Fang Ran looked at her silently while feeling a little moved.

Sister Orange, can you put gold on your face without being mixed in?

Except for beautiful, the remaining adjectives have nothing to do with you, okay...

"According to common sense, there will never be numbered monsters in the simulation scene. It seems that during the time we are looking for a way to unblock, the changes in the scene have begun to surface. Is there any clue about this?"

Confirming the sound insulation from the outside, and just in case, sit in the opposite position to Fang Ran, Osphia raised the information that Mucheng had said before and looked at him and asked.

"No, there is no information in that person's memory about why numbered monsters appeared in the simulation scene,"

On the other hand, Fang Ran's head was shaken by Mu Orange, and he replied helplessly:

"It's as clean as it wasn't what they planned."

"It's irrelevant. We have to consider what effect this matter will have on this huge plan."

From the beginning of the journey to Rome, I suddenly learned from the mouth of Mucheng that in the simulation scene, there was an amazing fact that a large number of monsters appeared in a large area. Both Fang Ran and Osfiya were surprised and unbelievable.

Because, judging from the clues that have been confirmed so far,

The goal of the association is clearly to launch a plan in reality that they call an ‘experiment’.

It clearly has nothing to do with the simulation scene of completing the task of trapping Herschel as a prison...

Numbered monsters appeared on a large scale....

Thinking about the phenomenon itself, Fang Ran suddenly felt that he should be able to think of something, but when he was rubbing his head like a child, he suddenly noticed another thing.

"By the way, Sister Orange, since you can find the etheric elves in the scene, then the direct induction hasn't expired yet, haven't you felt anything?"

Thinking of this in surprise, Fang Ran looked at Mucheng next to her, and saw that she heard her asking.

I always remembered the look of a lack of energy as if I was not awake

Then he answered with a serious nod:

"I feel like I'm getting tired of ramen, sushi, miso soup, and omelet rice in the scene,"

He withdrew his hand and stretched it out in front of Fang Ran, his lazy words matched with a calm and open face.

"Xiao Fangran, I want to eat bluefin tuna sashimi."

Fang Ran, who knew for a moment that she must have thought nothing, rolled his eyes and answered simply after being silent.

"No, I only have compressed cookies, Sister Orange, do you want to."

"Eh---"

Then I heard Mu Cheng’s voice without vitality, and stretched even more lifelessly and without fluctuation.

Looking at her who had learned about the situation but was still not nervous at all, Fang Ran sighed and couldn't help but speak earnestly:

"Sister Orange, you can have a snack."

"Huh? Dim sum? Where can there be dim sum!?"

Fang Ran: "..."

When a person’s attitude and tone are just right, it’s hard to see whether he’s deliberately acting cute and stupid, or he really thinks that way.

However, Fang Ran felt that based on his short-term understanding of Mucheng, she felt that she was most likely to be the latter.

And listening to the conversation between the two, Osfiya looked at the pastoral orange that appeared this time, and saw that she was the same as Lime and Jota before, and treated Fang Ran with a kind of closeness to maintain trust.

Friendship? No, it should be a fetter...

Thinking that other people in the night game might do the same, I always feel a little envious.

Seeing that after learning that there was no snack, when Tang Bing and Klim accidentally took out the switch and switched to Mucheng, Osfiya turned the topic and spoke clearly:

"How's your condition? Can the body support the abilities you gained this time?"

"About that..."

Hearing her asking about this, Fang Ran glanced at the Mucheng who had become familiar with Tang Bing and Klim, and rubbed his temple helplessly:

"Before I felt my own strength, Sister Orange jumped out first. It was too unexpected, so I didn't succeed..."

Then speaking of this, he raised his gaze and looked at Osphia.

"How about you, Tur has recovered?"

"Well, although it hasn't fully recovered its strength yet, as long as I still have magic power, it will soon regain existence."

Raising her hand to the side of her shoulder, Fang Ran saw a bright spot of light appearing under her palm, faintly seeing the outline of the Lord of the Forest.

Thinking of that gorgeous, gentle, powerful and awe-inspiring Eudemon Silver Wolf, there is only one rare ability among these thousands of participants, whether it is the equivalent of extra combat power or the ethereal fluffy that people want to bury...

"This is really an enviable ability,"

Recalling the strength of Silver Wolf in the C-level battle, Fang Ran, who also wanted to have such a companion to accompany him, suddenly smiled curiously:

"Speaking of which, what kind of existence is the exclusive weapon of biological form?"

"Although it is said to be a god, the essence of biological weapons is only the ability to have independent consciousness."

And he was concerned about such sensitive issues involving details of ability, so Osphia who told him directly glanced out the window.

Occasionally, I can see the shining dark field in the distance, backing up in the reflection of her face on the car window.

"We are almost entering the borders of Italy, and it will take about six hours to reach Rome."

I remember the night, the train, the best car,

At the moment when he heard these words, the memory bubble rose in his mind, as if he could hear the sound of a steam car, Fang Ran looked out the window slightly in surprise.

"Already crossing the border..."

Noting the presence of nostalgia in his tone, he turned the pair of azure blue lightly and calmly.

"Have you been to Italy?"

"I don't know if I have been here, I have lived here for a while."

Obviously it was not long ago, but the almost unreal memory always feels very distant.

Hearing him lifted his cheeks with a slightly relieved smile, he didn't ask the meaning of this strange answer.

In the hum of the car, the beautiful soft blond figure just looked out the plain opening of the window:

"We will pass by Turin next. Have you been to that?"

"No, what's so fun?"

Seeing the black-haired young man smiling and asking back, she silently thought for a while before answering aloud.

"The chocolate is very famous."

In the special class carriages of transnational trains,

The blond figure and the young man sat facing each other, with the sound of wheels turning steady, the urgency of fleeing temporarily dissipated between the two, talking to each other some common topics.

The conversation at this moment is normal, and the atmosphere is quiet until the end of the chat.

There was no night breeze blowing, and his face was quiet and delicate under his hair. When he found the black-haired young man looking out the window in a trance, he always felt that he could guess that he was thinking about something related to the roof of the hotel that night.

"No matter how the association knows that the dark energy crystal has been destroyed by you, but since they have to grab us anyway, we will definitely encounter obstacles on the next journey..."

After meeting in the UK and rushing out of Paris, it felt like he had witnessed something. Osfiyah turned his eyes to the flat opening:

"You better take a break now."

Hearing her say this, she recovered from thinking about what she could do in the huge plan that was about to happen, and recalled that she hadn't been idle from morning to night, and Fang Ran replied with a helpless smile.

"Ha... indeed..."

Then he waited until he was leaning against the window and his breathing gradually stabilized,

Only after Osfiya glanced at the other side, Mucheng, who had gone to play with Tang Bing and Klim, saw that she did not pay attention to this side of her finger.

Several points of mana were consumed in the upper right of the field of vision, and the tiny scarlet flame spirit appeared beside the young man who had fallen asleep.

In the dark night, the train heading for a distant country is flying with lights on.

Then I don’t know how long it has passed~lightnovelpub.net~ The first glimmer of light on the horizon is still some time away. In the night before dawn arrived, in the special class carriages, except for the oranges that were still playing games,

This moment even Osphia closed his eyes!

The breath of a powerful participant suddenly appeared above the carriage!

The finger pressing the button paused, and at the same time opened his eyes in amazement. At this moment, no matter Fang Ran, Osphia or Mucheng, I heard a female chuckle in my ears!

"If you don't want to affect ordinary people on this train, just come and talk about it."

I want to insert foreshadowing in harmony and quietly, without losing interest. By the way, while relaxing the reader's nerves, I supplement the scenes of Shepherd Orange, describe the lyrical psychology, relax the atmosphere, and smoothly and naturally lead to the beginning of the next chapter... .. That’s how I want to achieve a lot of results, so I always get stuck and don’t know how to start. I’m sorry I didn’t update yesterday.

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