This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 421 The upcoming auction below is a work of art from Teng Teng Hut——

   "Fuck!?"

   Power armor? !

   Staring at the battlefield of the computer screen, the whole person is dumbfounded, and he can't wait to poke his nose into the computer.

   Not long after he submitted the information, he wanted to see if there were any new instructions, but before he could read the details of the mission, he saw a flashing gold label added to the mission reward.

   After completing the entire undercover mission chain, you can get a power armor with no level limit!

   This is probably the most rewarding quest in the entire server so far, right?

  Welfare from Ah Guang…

   Excitement flashed in the battlefield guy's eyes, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he kept talking.

"understood!"

   "Is more information mined, will quest rewards continue to increase?"

   This sounds a bit like some tv show challenge.

   The more levels you pass, the higher the accumulated bonus. If the challenge fails, the accumulated bonus will be forfeited. At present, his prize pool has accumulated to a power armor!

   In the NPC shop of the alliance, the cheapest "Dragoon" power armor also costs 1 million silver coins to buy.

   And a power armor with no level limit...

   Just the "no level" label in front of it is awesome enough!

   Fortunately, I did not give up at that time.

   If you let this go, you'll lose your life!

   Moved by his perseverance, the battlefield guy took out the pen and paper from the drawer, and began to seriously ponder and improve his plan for the second and fifth boys based on the existing information.

   Just when the warlord was writing, in the wasteland world on the other side, Chu Guang met Prince Kaliman in the living room of Dawn City.

   "...Dear Manager, may I ask you what's the matter with you calling me so late?" Kaliman said respectfully, following a standard court etiquette.

   Looking at this man with slightly curly hair and an exotic face, Chu Guang gestured towards the sofa beside him.

   "We don't have that much red tape here, sit down."

  Kaliman nodded.

While    was seated, he had been carefully figuring out the expression on the manager's face, trying to read some clues from it.

   However, before he could study it carefully, the manager sitting there took the initiative to speak.

   "I have to tell you some unfortunate news. According to reliable information, a supply line is entering the Luoxia Province from the Bugra Free State, passing through the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom and reaching the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion coalition—"

   Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Kaliman stood up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.

"This is impossible!"

   Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Kaliman quickly realized his gaffe, blushed and sat back, calmed down his excitement, and continued.

   "The Golden Lizard Dynasty has a marriage with us... My father's fourth wife is the sister of the current King of the Golden Lizard Dynasty."

   The fourth term is okay...

   Then don't you have to do other things when you are busy every day?

  Chu Guang thought about how busy he was before he got married.

   "How many wives can you marry?" Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but ask.

  Kaliman was stunned for a moment, maybe he didn't expect the manager to be curious about this, but he still told the truth.

   "The Spirit of the Sand Sea didn't tell us what kind of family we should form, but only told us that the more children, the more blessings, and the more able people work hard... So theoretically, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you can marry as many as you want, as long as both parties are willing."

"Of course, different countries have different interpretations of the doctrine. For example, the Falcon Kingdom stipulates that ordinary people can marry at most 2, soldiers can marry 4, and those with official positions or military achievements can marry more. The honey badger that was annexed by them is a husband. Monogamy, I think only healthy families can get the blessing of the spirit of the sand sea, but other kingdoms don't really care about this. At least in my opinion, the responsibility of the royal family is to feed the people, not how they live... We Are you off topic?"

  Chu Guang coughed lightly.

   "It's not too much off topic...it helps to increase my Vault Dweller's understanding of you."

  Kaliman looked slightly blank, nodded slowly, and returned to the previous topic to continue.

"In short, you don't have to worry, the Golden Lizard Kingdom and the Camelback Kingdom are our strongest backings. When I set off, their reinforcements have already set off! Now they should be at Oasis No. 9, with our people and the Honey Badger Kingdom. The Restoration Army fought side by side!"

   Looking at Kaliman's determined expression, Chu Guang was a little unsure for a while, whether this guy was really naive, or whether he had extraordinary psychological quality, his eyebrows were burning and he was still bluffing.

   "Did you set out two months ago?"

   "Exactly!"

"Then tell you some very unfortunate news. It has been two months. I don't know what happened to the Hump Kingdom, but the reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom are still sitting on the border." Chu Guang looked at him with interest. "Is this the strongest backing you said?"

   A look of surprise appeared on Kalliman's face, which then turned to anger.

   "How is this possible, even if it is not for the sake of blood, what reason do they have to support the legion's puppets? Don't they know that once we lose, they will become the next target of the Falcon Kingdom?"

  Chu Guang said unceremoniously.

"That's because your understanding of interests is too shallow. There are many forms of interests, and different forms of interests have countless components. The final choice is the product of the game. Maybe in their opinion, there are better Choice. It is impossible to discuss an event that has happened without meaning, and I advise you to recognize the reality as soon as possible."

  Kaliman fell into silence. After struggling for a while, he cast a suspicious look at Chu Guang.

   "...Wait, why do you know the deployment of troops in the Golden Lizard Kingdom? It's five or six hundred kilometers away from Oasis No. 8, to say the least?"

   Those suspicious eyes were like straws in the hands of a drowning man. Chu Guang could feel that he had believed it, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was betrayed by his allies.

   "I naturally have my own method, we are used to making careful plans before launching operations, and intelligence is an important part of it."

   After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman, who was in deep thought, and continued.

   "We will set off immediately after the supply line is completed, as soon as mid-August, but with your current situation, I'm worried that you won't be able to last until then."

   "You better find a way to do something, you can't always count on us."

  Kaliman was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed slightly.

   "Thank you for the information... I will report the truth to my father and do my best"

  Chu Guang asked: "The question now is how do you get the news back? Can you walk on two legs?"

Carriman: "Don't worry, we brought a lot of pigeons here, and they can quickly send the news back to the kingdom... It's probably not easy to expect a group of cowards to step on the front line, but if we ask our princess to write a letter and send it In the Golden Lizard Kingdom, her family should do something."

   Even if the supply line cannot be cut off, even if it only causes a little trouble to it, the situation on the front line will be much better.

   Thinking of this, Kaliman couldn't help but feel annoyed. They didn't notice such important information, but heard it from foreigners outside the desert.

  These shameful traitors...

   Looking at Kaliman, who had anger flashing in his eyes, Chu Guang, who had succeeded in the fire, nodded in satisfaction.

   "So best."

   Flying pigeon biography?

   Those gugugu little guys are really reliable, at least more reliable than two legs.

   Using the influence of the Lion Kingdom to put pressure on the Golden Lizard Kingdom is only part of it.

   What he wants to do is not only to harass the supply line, but also to cut off the source of this supply line - the Bugra Free State!

   As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, this grandson even flirted with the legion behind his back. Can this green hat Great Rift Valley endure?

   Of course, this requires strong enough evidence to prove that this is not just a sale, nor the personal behavior of a businessman, but the support that has risen to the state level.

   Watching Kaliman who had resigned and left, the corners of Chu Guang's mouth curled into a happy smile.

Whether    can obtain relevant evidence depends on whether the battlefield buddies are powerful...

  …

  No. 8 Oasis Frontier, a small town near the desert, an inconspicuous hotel.

   The warrior who woke up from the dream was yawning and went downstairs to get some water to wash up. Just as he was about to go back down the stairs to his room to pack his things, he heard a small conversation coming from the other side of the corner of the corridor.

   "...Bad news. The informant at the palace sent a message. Early this morning, there was an order to leave the palace. It is said that the guards and patrols all over the border were asked to strictly investigate the caravans entering from the east and leaving the country from the west."

   That voice seemed to be the businessman named Adan.

   When the battlefield guy who was about to turn the corridor heard this, he suddenly stopped.

   I rely on?

Is the    effect so immediate?

   In the morning, he just reported the information. This evening, as soon as he logged in to the game, the follow-up plot came, which caught him a little bit off guard.

   Normally speaking, don’t you have to wait for more than ten days to hear some wind?

   Out of curiosity, the warlord hid in the corner of the corridor and continued to listen.

   Standing in front of Adan, Colway frowned and said with a slightly serious expression.

   "Is your news reliable?"

  Adan nodded and said in a firm voice.

   "There is no need to doubt the source. Although I can't reveal his identity to you, I can tell you for sure that the identity of the one who cooperated with us is not low in the Golden Lizard Kingdom."

  Korway nodded, a dignified expression on his eyebrows.

  Strictly check the traders entering from the east...

   This means that Adan's caravan will be subject to stricter inspections in Oasis No. 8, and his Willante identity will obviously be more dangerous.

   This was undoubtedly a bad thing for both the Legion and himself.

  Adan touched his chin in confusion, frowning into a ball.

   "It's a bit strange for the palace to issue an order at this point in time, especially since I heard that it was because of the pressure from the Lion Kingdom that the royal family took action... This is even more strange."

   The battlefield guy who was hiding behind the corridor breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand it very well, he didn't hear his name, so the two of them should have no doubts about them.

   Cole frowned slightly.

   "Is the situation serious?"

  Adan sighed.

   "It's not serious... the decree leaves the palace, how to implement it is a local matter, as long as I don't run into the king's personal guard, even if I encounter an interrogation, I can still solve it."

   After a pause, he continued with an embarrassed expression.

"But your identity is a bit troublesome. After all, war has been declared with the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion in name. What worries me even more is that if the Lion Kingdom realizes that there are military supplies sent to the Legion's position in the north, I am afraid they will Send cavalry to patrol the desert."

  Colway was silent for a moment and said, "I'm causing you trouble... or let's split up."

   "Don't say that, my lord, we can't leave you alone on the road."

  Adan interrupted him quickly.

   What he wanted was for the officer to owe him a favor, but he never thought of throwing this cash cow away.

When    and other legions ruled the entire Luoxia Province, he would definitely use this relationship.

   "...In short, this is not a place to stay for a long time. There is not only one way to go to Oasis No. 9. Let's go as soon as possible after replenishing the supplies."

  Colway nodded cautiously.

   "It makes sense, I'll go and call my partner, you go and call up the others, and we'll meet in the backyard in half an hour."

   Seeing that the two were separated, the warlord quietly slipped back to his room along the stairs. After packing his luggage, he quietly waited for his boss to knock on the door.

   After a while, a knock came from outside the door, followed by Colway's gentle and strong voice.

   "Pangolin, it's time for us to hit the road, have you packed your things?"

  The battlefield guy stepped forward and opened the door, the luggage was already on his back, and he raised his chest and said.

   "Already, packed up, sir."

   glanced at him approvingly, and Colway patted him on the shoulder.

   "Yes, very spirited, what the Legion needs is a decisive, unhurried warrior like you. I see the shadow of my commander Rachel in you."

   "Come with me, there are some changes in the plan, and the departure time is an hour earlier."

   "By the way, don't call me your lord in the future, just call me Colway."

  The Battlefielder bit his head and nodded.

   "Okay, Colway...Mr."

  Colway smiled, but didn't care about his nervousness, patted him on the shoulder hard, and walked towards the stairs.

  The genius was bright, and the group quietly left the town and headed towards the desert.

   Originally, they were going to walk westward along Oasis No. 8, and then detour to the northwest side of Oasis No. 9.

   But now it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. They must leave here before the border is closed, before the patrol of the Lion Kingdom arrives, and choose an unfamiliar route to the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the combined army of the Legion.

  It is foreseeable that the road ahead will not be peaceful.

   In fact, if you give up Corway, it will be much easier for Adan to lead the caravan by himself, and even sneaking to Oasis No. 9 in the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom is not impossible.

   But he didn't want to give up the favor he finally got.

   And not far from him, the field guy next to Colway was also tangled in his heart.

   It seems impossible to sneak into the base camp of the legion quietly. If this team of 20 or 30 people wants to hide in the desert, I am afraid they can only play the blessing of the spirit of the desert.

   But if it is true as that Adan said, the Lion Kingdom will send cavalry to patrol, and he just bumped into the patrol...

   Do you really want to shoot at friendly forces?

   And even if he didn't encounter the patrol, did he really want to send these supplies to the enemy's hands, let them turn into hot metal bullets in the gun chamber, and get into the chests of friendly troops and even innocent civilians...

  If immersion is put into the game, it is difficult not to think about these realistic issues.

   Of course, he also admitted that it may be because this journey is too boring, so he has nothing else to think about, so he will think about these boring questions...

  The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

   The blood-colored rays of the sun shone on the desolate desert, and everyone with their own thoughts moved in the same direction.

   Just when the mind of the battlefield guy was full of thoughts, someone thousands of kilometers away was also full of complexities at this moment.

  Different from the sunset in the thousands of miles of yellow sand, far away in the province of Yunjian on the east coast of the mainland, night has already come quietly.

  Here, day and night are two completely different worlds.

  When the curtain of night is put on, the whole city seems to be dancing.

  Row upon row of high-rise buildings were submerged in colorful neon, and the aircraft running between the steel and concrete were like an endless rainbow.

  The vast galaxy-like information fills every corner of every eyeball.

  Even if it’s just a momentary stay, one can’t help but get lost.

Everyone who lives here has no doubt that now is the best time, they are living in those great and prosperous years, flowers and wine are like the rolling sky water, and the rich riverbed will never dry up. .

but--

   They are not ignorant of barbarism.

   They knew very well that most of the land was still wild, especially the far west coast, where all the chaos was.

The people there are like wolves who grind their teeth and **** blood. They plunder wealth, enslave the population, use iron chains to tie the robbed slaves to the fields like livestock, and use the blood they created to divide people into three, six, and nine classes from birth. .

   Whether it is slavery or bloodline theory, it is a historical legacy that this planet was swept into the trash before it entered the era of prosperity.

  The capital named after Triumph sounded more like an ode to war in their ears.

   In contrast, the cities of the alliance are much better. Whether it is dawn or dawn, that is the name a city of civilized people should have.

  The residents of the ideal city can quarrel and greet each other's mothers over the big troubles, but there is no disagreement on the issue of the Legion.

   That is the common enemy of the civilized world.

  Look at the fact that two centuries ago, everyone was working on pushing that committee, and they could turn a blind eye to the ugly things these gunpowder-filled guys did on the Western Continent.

   But now, they actually reached out to the east of the great desert, and even tried to control Vault 0... Vault 0 was first discovered by the Silver Wing Group.

   They will not compromise this time.

   Of course, it would be better if someone would teach the beasts a lesson for them.

   A corner of the city core.

  In a splendid top-floor building, figures dressed in silver, gray, and black keynote dresses, holding champagne in their hands, stood in the center of the dance floor.

   Most of them are shareholders of various subsidiaries of the company, some from the five major groups, and many from some little-known small companies.

   At this moment, their eyes are all focused on the stand directly in front of the dance floor - there are two figures standing there.

   One of them is an ambassador from the alliance, whose name is Shuyu.

   Everyone has heard some stories about him. It is said that this young man was a refugee who lost his family to the chaos caused by the Legion Expedition.

   A young man like him, at the age where he was supposed to study and study in an enterprise, had to take on the burden of envoys and travel thousands of miles to an unfamiliar city.

   It's hard to be sympathetic with that distressing background...even if it's not entirely out of the "political correctness" against the Legion.

   The person standing next to him is Yue Qian, the head of the Corporate General Management Department.

   Unlike Wu Changnian from Ideal Group, his "faction" is Silver Wing Group, and he is a shareholder who holds a certain share of equity.

  The Integrated Management Department of the enterprise is similar to the protocol department of the alliance. It is the department in charge of the emcee of ceremonies and the planning of activities, and also has some functions of diplomacy.

   As for the specific decision-making power, in the Supreme Council, the department is also directly responsible to the Council.

   can be understood as the highest foreign minister.

   After a day of understanding, Shuyu has gradually figured out the power structure of the company.

   Although it is nominally decentralized, the Supreme Council is actually their center.

   The positions of various power departments are basically held in the hands of shareholders of major groups.

   As for the inheritance rules and transaction rules of equity, he has not yet figured it out.

   However, based on the surnames of the powerful figures in each group, he may be able to detect a little clue.

   For example, most of the powerful figures in the Ideal Group have the surname Li, the Duodian Group can often see people with the surname Yun, and the Silver Wing Group has the two surnames Yi and Luo.

   "Let's toast to eternal friendship!"

   Hearing the voice in his ear, Shu Yu recovered from his thoughts, and with a smile on his face, he touched a glass with him.

"cheers!"

The sound of    staggered pieces resounded throughout the venue.

   Fang Chang, who was standing in the crowd, also made a clinking action, sipping the sour sparkling wine in the glass, and couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

   At this moment, his mind was not at the party at all, but flew to the task given to him by the manager.

   Promote the culture and products of the alliance…

   This is easy to say, but when he arrived in the ideal city, he realized that things were far from being as simple as he thought.

  The spiritual civilization of the people in the wasteland is extremely lacking. Just like the tribesmen in the middle of a certain continent in the real world, some gadgets of the industrial age are enough to arouse their excitement, not to mention the imported products from a strange world.

   However, this is the closest place to the Prosperity Era.

  This city belongs to the other extreme in this wasteland. Their spiritual civilization is extremely rich, even rich to the point of emptiness and even boredom.

   In other words, I haven't seen anything before.

  Thinking about it, the melancholy between Fang Chang's eyebrows couldn't help but add another touch.

  Can you really fulfill the important task entrusted to you by the manager?

   At this time, Mole, who was shaking a glass of red wine, leaned over and stood beside him with a smile.

   "Brother, where's your black silk? Are you wearing it?"

   Fang Chang, who was already unable to complain, rolled his eyes.

   "You know black silk!"

   Can you pursue something else?

   Too lazy to care about this guy, Fang Chang turned his eyes to the front of the stage.

   The "top foreign minister" of the company was giving a speech on friendship and peace, and announced that the party had entered the second process - a charity auction.

   And the items in the auction are naturally gifts from the alliance.

   As for why these gifts to businesses appear at auctions, that’s a long story.

  Because the company claims to be decentralized management, Shuyu cannot find a subject who can accept gifts at all.

   So, he referred to Wu Changnian's suggestion and auctioned the gifts in the form of a charity gala.

  The starting price of each lot is 100Cr, and the highest bidder will get it, and all the proceeds from the auction will be donated to the alliance.

   For the shareholders of the company, in this way, they can not only show their support for the just war by raising a placard, obtain spiritual satisfaction, but also get some novel gadgets as a collection.

   From the standpoint of the ideal city residents, there is no more fair distribution method for those with higher prices.

   For the alliance, it is also possible to raise funds other than aid at the party.

   Those who were invited to the party were shareholders of major groups in Ideal City, where billionaires worth billions or even tens of billions abound. In contrast, the aid of 300 million Cr is more like a drop in the bucket.

   Of course, worth is worth, and the real money you take out is another matter. This cannot be generalized.

   But in any case, it would be great to get some money from them and exchange it for some industrial equipment and weapons and ammunition that the Alliance desperately needs.

  War is still too expensive after all.

   gave the microphone to the host of the auction, Yue Qian bowed slightly, and walked off the stage with Shuyu.

  The two went behind the scenes talking and laughing.

   Fang Chang, who was standing in the venue, was staring at the host with his eyes locked, his palms sweating.

   After all, he knows what will be auctioned next...

   What was supposed to come finally came.

   The host cleared his throat, looked at the words flashed on the holographic teleprompter, and said in a loud voice.

   "Ladies, gentlemen, friends... Good evening everyone! It's an honor to be the host of this auction!"

   "Friends from afar have sent us gifts, which contain not only our same desire for a civilized world, but also our uncompromising determination to savagery! We should also respond to it!"

   "All the proceeds from this auction will be donated to the Alliance as funds to support the frontline!"

"Every credit you give at this auction will be turned into a bullet to those villains! These lots will be worth more than all the wine and flowers, no matter what price they're sold for, Great value!"

   "Show our generosity, the money in your hand is your determination!"

   "History will remember this moment!"

   "Like that vote two centuries ago!"

  To be honest, even Fang Chang felt a heat in his heart from this exciting speech.

   Too bad he has no money.

  Otherwise, he will also raise a card to play.

   However, the host's next sentence immediately poured a basin of cold water on his heart, causing his toes to clench the soles of his shoes unconsciously.

   "The auction that symbolizes friendship has officially started, and the first item on display is an artwork from Teng Teng Hut!"

   "As the name suggests, this piece of art is from the hand of the well-known clothing designer Fujiteng of the alliance... This pronunciation should be pronounced like this, although it sounds a bit strange."

   "The one who donated it is the tail!"

   The host beckoned.

   is like a solid spotlight cast from the ceiling.

  A model with a proud figure came to the front, showing the artwork she was wearing.

   It was a very short maid dress with a skirt changed, with white silk trims and black hemlines.

   And those white over-the-knee socks.

   Both men and women at the scene focused on the model, with surprise written in their eyes.

   I can't tell how good-looking this dress is, mainly because I haven't seen it before and think it's a bit novel.

   And this black and white color scheme is very flattering.

   "Black and white... I didn't expect the residents of the Alliance to have similar tastes to ours."

   "Are those pants or socks?"

   "It should be socks... who wears skirts and pants?"

   "Is it too long?"

   "Well...it feels a bit interesting."

   "Indeed, I haven't seen anyone wearing it like this, but this design style is quite unique."

  The people standing on the dance floor, with expressions of interest on their faces, whispered softly.

   Bathed in the admiring eyes of everyone, the model couldn't help but slightly tilted the corners of her mouth.

   However, the sound of the live whispers is too subtle, like a buzzing mosquito. Fang Chang didn't hear it very clearly, only to feel that a pair of eyes in the hall were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, embarrassed, his toes almost pulled out a villa.

   He really wanted to explain that this dress could not represent the taste of everyone in the alliance, but only the taste of one or two players.

   But it seems that everything is superfluous at this time.

   The Mole standing beside him was the same, bathed in the gaze that glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, his stiff expression full of subtlety and discomfort.

  Although he does not deny that he is an LSP, it does not mean that he is willing to be studied for XP in public.

   This is too embarrassing!

Do not--

  This game is too real!

   "Uh, I suddenly want to go to the toilet." Abandoning this sentence, Mole planned to smear oil on the soles of his feet and get away, anyway, he is also a soy sauce, and he can't compare to a certain war hero.

   However, the agility of the T1 echelon is not as fast as T0 after all.

  Fang Chang had a "bright" smile on his face, the bullet time was on, one hand grabbed his shoulder, and forcibly caught the mole who was going to urinate back.

   "You bring me back."

joke.

   If this is to let him go, the eyes of the audience must not fall on him?

   Anyway, I have to keep someone by my side to help share the oppression visible to the naked eye.

   Mole was dumbfounded.

   "Brother, you really don't need to be nervous... Maybe there's a cultural difference, they'll interpret this as... uh, a formal dress?"

  Fang Chang: "Fuck you are dressed like this!"

The    placard-raising session started soon.

  Fang Chang only hopes that this link will end soon.

  Brinkman's Quint brand is still a bit interesting, Irena's "Lao Gan Daddy Chili Sauce" and Mosquito's "Laokeng Pickled Beef Noodles" are acceptable, and they won't let him die on the spot.

However--

   The development of things was beyond his expectations.

   As soon as the host's voice fell, someone raised his right hand.

   "I will pay 100Cr——"

   In less than half a second, the second hand was raised.

   "500!"

  “2000!!”

   "I'll pay 10,000!!!"

   With the price of 10,000, the atmosphere of the scene was instantly pushed to a peak.

   And this is clearly not the highest bid.

   There were people holding up placards constantly, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

   Looking at the local tyrants vying to bid, Fang Chang was completely dumbfounded, and he was completely stunned there.

  Finally, the first piece of art from Teng Teng Hut was sold for 50,000 Cr... Bought by a shareholder of Endpoint Group.

   In the eyes of everyone's envy, the man with short hair walked out of the crowd, followed behind an android, and walked towards the back of the venue.

   Mole, who was carried by Fang Chang, swallowed and stared straight at the proud man.

   That thing...

  Fifty thousand?

  Half Magnetic Confinement Plasma Machine Tool?

   "... crazy?!"

   Yu's new book "Secretly Raising a Little Golden Crow" is on the shelves, take a look if you are interested.

   Travel through the world of demons and contract with the ancient Golden Crow.

   In the face of the brand-new demon pet life, Du Yu has his own unique opinion on whether to choose to live up or to pretend.

   Secretly go out until it is dark, pretend to be presumptuous until dawn?

   The sunset is golden!

   I, Du Yu, Fen Yang in the middle of the night!

   (end of this chapter)