Weird Deep-sea Game, I Can Fish Without Limit

  Chapter 162 As long as you go, it's all yours

  On the afternoon of August 20th, the game world of Endless Sea, the seventh game cycle.

  The warm wind in the summer afternoon, carrying the aroma of laurel, drifts in the yard.

   "Did your sacrifice succeed? Have you received the invitation?"

  In the inner city of Wind's Rest, in Baron Warner's castle, Huang Yanyan asked Qi Heng.

  Just now, Alton of Violet Eyes, obeying the order of Archmage Spirits, brought his apprentices Qi Heng and Bonnie to visit Baron Warner.

   Because of this, Qi Heng met Baron Warner's daughter—Huang Yanyan, a player from another world.

  Huang Yanyan pretended to be interested in Chaofan. In order to please her, Alton asked two of his apprentices to tell her some interesting stories about Chaofan.

   And Huang Yanyan succeeded in attracting Bonnie with delicious food, so she had the opportunity to exchange information with Qi Heng.

  In the gazebo in the back garden of the castle, Qi Heng took a big bite of the strawberry cake, then nodded:

   "It stands to reason that the sacrifice was successful. The mentor and the archmages killed a lightning moray together."

  Qi Heng recalled the scene at that time.

  When the hunting boat caught a live Thunder Moray, they immediately killed one in front of the tower of the Theater of Sorrows on Lighthouse Island.

  According to the divination results of the chief of the Violet Eye, anyone who participated in killing the lightning moray will receive an invitation letter at a certain time in the future.

  As long as you have an invitation letter, you can enter the Sad Theater first.

   Now the unknown being has passed the first floor and two floors of the theater.

  So the great magician Quint believes that after sacrificing the lightning moray, they will directly enter the third floor of the theater.

  However, Qi Heng always felt that offering sacrifices was too casual.

  He said to Huang Yanyan very uncertainly:

   "But, there is nothing unusual about this sacrifice. It is different from the sacrifice ceremony recorded in the book. It is like killing a chicken.

   Moreover, it has been two or three hours since the sacrifice, and I haven't seen the mentor and the archmage receive the invitation letter. "

  Huang Yanyan thought about it after hearing the words:

   "The sacrificial ceremonies recorded in the book are all large-scale ones, so there should be no comparison.

  In short, as long as your mentor receives the invitation letter in the next period of time, this will be done.

   Oh right..."

  Huang Yanyan thought of something while talking. She felt very curious, so she asked Qi Heng:

   "I read in the book that the lightning moray releases a large amount of electric current when it encounters danger. How did you transport it to Lighthouse Island?"

   "Freeze it first, moray eels frozen in ice cannot be discharged."

  Qi Heng continued to eat the refreshments on the gazebo table, recalling the moray eel he saw today, and said with emotion:

   "Actually, the thunder moray is quite ornamental. The spots on its body are very beautiful. Today, Bonnie and I moved it to Lighthouse Island."

   "Did you move it?"

  Huang Yanyan asked casually.

   But Qi Heng suddenly felt lingering fear when he heard this:

   "Well, but it's hot, the outer layer of ice has melted a bit, our hands slipped, and one of us couldn't hold it steady, so we fell to the ground directly.

   Fortunately, the ice did not break at the time, otherwise both of us would have been shocked. "

   "There is such a thing."

  Huang Yanyan laughed.

  "If the ice is really broken, it's a small thing to be shocked, and it's true to be scolded by the instructor."

  Bringing up his apprenticeship, Qi Heng looked helpless:

   "You don't know, at that time, two archmages, six mentors, and eight pairs of eyes stared at us.

   To be honest, I found the feeling of being stared at by the class teacher, the dean, and the principal when I was in school again. "

  Huang Yanyan nodded. Actually, in her heart, Qi Heng's life was more interesting.

  I am bored in the castle every day, learning etiquette that is useless at all, how to lift skirts, how to pretend to faint...

  Thinking of this, Huang Yanyan looked at Bonnie who was tasting various delicacies in a restaurant not far away.

   Just now, after hearing that Bonnie didn't come to lunch in time, Huang Yanyan asked the maid at home to bring Bonnie all kinds of delicacies.

   One is to entertain her, and the other is to distract her.

   "She is your junior sister, she feels very innocent."

  Huang Yanyan has a good impression of Bonnie, who has a giant blood.

   "Well, the Bonnies are really nice."

  When it came to Bonnie, Qi Heng was very helpless, then he suddenly remembered something, and said angrily to Huang Yanyan:

   "The perfect junior sister written in your friend's novel really only exists in the novel.

  In reality, I have met beautiful people who are not good-hearted, but good-hearted people can lift me up with one hand!

   After the return, you should also talk to your writer friends, and write more that are close to our common people, so as not to make me have unrealistic fantasies. "

   "You yourself are unkind, and you still blame my friend?"

  After hearing Qi Heng's words, Huang Yanyan immediately turned back.

  She gave Qi Heng a blank look, and said in her heart that it was true, Li Feng could also be blamed for this matter, and the book he wrote.

  But when Li Feng was mentioned, Huang Yanyan felt much better unconsciously.

   I don’t know what he’s doing now, whether his back pain has healed, and whether the book has been updated.

   "Uh, don't mention these, let's get down to business."

  Qi Heng was stunned and got back to business. He lowered his voice:

   "What did you think of my proposal just now?"

  As early as the first meeting, Qi Heng told Huang Yanyan that he wanted her to find a way to get to know the Rhine Bachelor in Wind's Rest.

   "How else can I think."

  Returning to the question just now, Huang Yanyan's face turned cold, because the good mood of thinking of Li Feng was gone.

  She shrugged her shoulders, looked back at the four maids standing outside the gazebo, and several servants, and replied coldly:

   "The family education is too strict to go out."

   Indeed, Baron Warner lost his wife in his early years and had only one daughter. Out of love, he protected this daughter very well.

   Even if you meet guests at home like today, you must be accompanied by multiple attendants with different divisions of labor, male and female.

   "No, don't you nobles have dances, parties, etc.? There is always a chance to meet, right?"

  Qi Heng asked.

   "Don't you think that the person named Rhine has a strange resume?"

  Huang Yanyan frowned, and instead of answering questions, she continued:

  “From the stranger who survived a severe shipwreck, to the priest of the Zijinhua Church, to the Ring of the Earth, to face the devil.

   Now he is a bachelor of Storm's End again, and what other title is bestowed by the king.

   Don't you think he is very similar to our world, a kind of person in physique? "

  About Li Feng's legendary experience, as Huang Yanyan who lives in Wind's Rest City, she not only knows about it, but also hears the calluses in her ears because of the discussion of those noble ladies.

"who?"

  Qi Heng was dumbfounded.

   "It's the one who came down to brush up his resume, so what kind of kid, all credit should be attributed to him, and everything should make way for him."

  Huang Yanyan spoke contemptuously, and said to the surprised Qi Heng:

   "I advise you to spend less thought, that Rhine might be someone's illegitimate child, and he will be promoted to the royal city in a few years."

   "Ah this—"

  Qi Heng organized his thoughts.

  He knew that Huang Yanyan was jealous of evil and could not get used to unfair things, but he didn't expect her thoughts to be so serious.

  Even if it is true as she said, whose illegitimate son Lai Yin came down to study his resume, but he did not hinder her Huang Yanyan.

   As for being so disgusted?

   "No, I have dealt with him, and he does have real skills."

   Qi Heng explained for Rhine:

   "For example, the ancient troll language that even our archmage can't understand, but he can, and he also solved the self-harm incident in your city.

   And he is also very nice. This morning, the instructor asked me to prepare a gift for you, but I don't know what to buy. It was the evening morning flower that Rhine suggested me to buy.

   Then, our mentor and you, don’t you think this gift is very suitable? "

  Hearing that the gift was chosen by that person, Huang Yanyan raised her eyebrows. The gift was indeed suitable, but she was a little annoyed:

   "He's good at giving gifts, isn't there a lot of girls around him?"

  Huang Yanyan said something weird.

   Qi Heng thought of it when he heard the words, and Xi Ya, who was traveling with Rhine, said with emotion:

   "Yes, and she is beautiful, many times more beautiful than the stars in our world."

  Huang Yanyan: "Huh?"

  The sun gradually slanted to the west, and the warm golden light shone on the laurel trees, casting mottled shadows again.

  Qi Heng told Huang Yanyan about meeting Rhine and Xiya today.

  Huang Yanyan frowned, and began to worry about Xia:

   "I've heard about the Great Fortune Teller. She is the governor's illegitimate daughter, and she is very unfavored. Her mother was killed by the governor's mistress. The governor knew about it, but he ignored it.

  By the way, are they engaged? "

   "Huh? Engaged? What do you mean?"

  Qi Heng didn't understand Huang Yanyan's brain circuit.

   "Think about it, if that Rhine is really someone's illegitimate child and has been arranged for a great future, then in this world, it is impossible for him to marry Shia.

  Can't marry her, but being with her every day makes her have unrealistic fantasies.

   When the time comes, not only will her reputation be ruined, but her heart will be left in vain.

   Isn’t this a scumbag?

  Oh, Shia is really suffering. "

  Huang Yanyan sighed and felt sad for Xi Ya.

  Qi Heng: …

  According to Huang Yanyan's train of thought, Qi Heng had nothing to say and could only sigh from a man's point of view:

   "Maybe being too beautiful is not a good thing. I have never seen a man who is not greedy for beauty."

   "Oh! I really saw it."

  Huang Yanyan immediately retorted.

  She remembered that when Li Feng wrote his first book and became famous, a film and television company asked him to buy the copyright.

  He took the opportunity to take some investment shares, and he has the right to choose actors.

  Because the novel is very famous, many young actors came to the door and asked to be unspoken.

  Among those actors, of course they are all young and beautiful, and what's more, there is one who really likes Li Feng and wants to marry him.

  What surprised Huang Yanyan was that Li Feng refused all of them very simply at that time, without getting involved with anyone.

  Huang Yanyan asked about it afterwards, and Li Feng replied that I have no interest in that kind of transaction.

  Huang Yanyan was not reconciled, and asked the one who really liked him, and at that time Li Feng said something that impressed Huang Yanyan deeply.

  'I don't like her, let alone marry her. If something is destined to be fruitless, she shouldn't be allowed to have unrealistic fantasies. '

  After hearing this, Huang Yanyan felt that although Li Feng was very ruthless when he rejected the girl, in essence he was not scum at all.

   But look at this Rhine.

  In this kind of world where the mind is not open, it is really abhorrent to hang a girl with a miserable life like this.

  Because of this incident, Huang Yanyan's impression of Rhine was even worse.

   "Then what, wait a minute."

   Qi Heng has already been stunned, so stop the topic that is about to go far:

   "My original intention was to use Rhine's research on the ancient troll language to allow the research institute to collect more information about the lost land and the sea city.

  Can we stop bashing his background and character?

  Besides, I really think he is nice, maybe you will not think so after you get to know him. "

  Huang Yanyan glanced at her mouth, although she dismissed Qi Heng's statement, she still agreed:

   "Don't worry, I can tell which is more important.

  My father has a lot of contacts in Storm's End. With his connections, it's not difficult. "

  Personal perception is personal perception. As an official player, Huang Yanyan knows her responsibility.

  Hearing Qi Heng mention Haishi, Huang Yanyan was about to take the opportunity to ask again.

   But at this moment, the courier of the Warner family's letters came over.

  He saluted Huang Yanyan and Qi Heng first, and then handed a snow-white and gold-plated letter to Qi Heng.

   "Mr. Perry, your letter."

   "Uh thanks."

  Watching the messenger walking towards the restaurant, Qi Heng who was holding the letter was at a loss.

  His letter should have been sent to the posthouse. How could it be sent to Warner's house?

   And more importantly, the envelope doesn't have his family's seal, so who sent him the letter?

  Opening it with a bad mood, Qi Heng was completely shocked by the words on the snow-white bronzing letter paper.

   "My dearest Mr. Perry, please watch your performance at midnight today.

  —The Theater of Sorrow"

   "This? Invitation letter, or tonight, yes! But how could it be me?"

   Qi Heng showed the letter to Huang Yanyan in shock, and Huang Yanyan was also very surprised.

  She remembered that Qi Heng mentioned that in order to ensure safety, the archmages of the Violet Eye did not allow apprentices to enter the Theater of Sorrow.

   Before Qi Heng and Huang Yanyan figured out what was going on, Bonnie ran out of the restaurant in a hurry.

  She came to the gazebo, and showed Qi Heng in horror, the snow-white and gold-plated letter in her hand.

  Qi Heng was stunned, how could this happen?

   Just when they decided to find their mentor Alton together, Huang Yanyan guessed something, and whispered to Qi Heng:

   "Could it be that when you and Bonnie carried the Thunder Moray to Lighthouse Island, you dropped it.

  The moray eels in the ice were hurt, so you're joining the sacrifice? "

  Qi Heng:!

   What you said makes sense, but it's also a trap.

   Sure enough, when Qi Heng and Bonnie found their mentor Alton, Alton also held a snow-white and gold-plated invitation letter in his hand.

  The facts are indeed as Huang Yanyan guessed, those who participated in the sacrifice have all received invitation letters.

  Different from the panic of Qi Heng and Bonnie, Alton was full of confidence.

  He told Baron Warner that something happened in the mission, and he had to rush back to discuss it with his colleagues.

  After expressing his apologies and sending an invitation to tomorrow's banquet, he returned to the post house with the two apprentices, preparing to enter the theater tonight.

  …

   "Midnight tomorrow? How could it be tomorrow?"

  In a small garden somewhere in Storm’s End, Xia was wearing a sachet of evening morning flowers on her wrist, and showed Li Feng the invitation letter she just received.

  After passing through the second floor of the theater, they did not dare to delay the sacrifice of the lightning moray again.

   But Lighthouse Island is full of people and guards, so we must find the right time.

   Just this afternoon, Li Feng and Xi Ya finally found the right time for the guards to change their guards.

  One turned into a cat, the other entered the Shadow Realm, and then quietly went to Lighthouse Island, where they sacrificed a moray eel together.

  Xia originally thought that after this sacrifice, they would receive the same invitation letter as last time, and they would be able to enter the theater that night.

  But who knew that the invitation letter actually read:

   "My dearest Miss Shea, please watch your performance at midnight tomorrow.

  —The Theater of Sorrow"

   "Someone held a sacrifice earlier than us. I have read the rules written in the ancient troll historical materials. Someone should enter the theater tonight."

   Li Feng said, but he looked as usual.

   "What? So what?"

  Hearing that someone was going to enter the theater earlier than them, Shia was a little anxious. She thought for a while and asked:

   "Is it the Violet Eye? I heard that they wander around the Lighthouse Island every day."

   "It's not impossible, after all, they have a mission."

   Li Feng calmly replied.

   "Huh? Why are you not in a hurry?"

   Seeing Li Feng's indifferent attitude, Xi Ya finally couldn't help asking.

   But Li Feng laughed when he heard the words:

   "Are there black dragons in the Violet Eye Mission?"

   "Of course not! I am the last black dragon."

  Xia said anxiously, and then she thought of something:

   "Well—you mean... But, their archmage is also very powerful!"

   "Of course their archmages are powerful.

  But the theater has its own rules, which is why even the archmage failed to cure people with mental problems.

  The only person who can solve problems by brute force right now is you. "

   Li Feng said.

  The more he thinks about things related to the Sad Theater these days, the more he feels it.

  The key to the theater of sadness may not lie in the theaters responsible for performances on each floor, but in the last thing.

   "But we obviously get strength from every floor of the theater."

  The greedy young dragon frowned, unwilling to lose a little power.

   "So you still don't understand."

  Looking at Xi Ya's angry and anxious look, Li Feng smiled and said:

   "You gain power because you can inherit the power of your ancestors from there.

   As for me, it was purely incidental.

  So now, except for you, whoever enters the theater will not be able to gain power, so don't worry.

   Take a step back and say, even if the Violet Eye Mission passes through the third floor, they will not be able to take away the power of your ancestors. As long as you go, those are still yours. "

   Li Feng couldn't explain what he gained as a player, so he simply explained it as incidental.

"So this is ah-"

  After listening to Li Feng's explanation, Xiya thought for a moment, then she smiled sweetly after shedding her doubts.

  Although she instinctively didn't want others to enter the theater, she certainly believed what Li Feng said, so she felt at ease.

  After accepting the invitation letter, and smelling the evening morning flower sachet on her wrist, Shia felt in a good mood.

  …

  August 20, 11:30 midnight.

  The night fell, and there was only a bright moon hanging in the sky.

  Lighthouse Island, Archmage Quint, Spirits, Spellweaver Mentor Alton, Primo, and others, as well as apprentices Qi Heng and Bonnie.

   They participated in the sacrifice today, and a total of 10 people who received the invitation letter hesitated around the Theater of Sorrow.

   Those who should be sacrificed have also sacrificed, and those who should have received the invitation have also received it.

  But, how do you get into the third floor of the Theater of Sorrow?

   Just when they didn't know what to do, a faint mist came.

   I was attracted by the fog for a moment, and then I came back to my senses.

   These 10 people suddenly discovered that they seemed to have entered another time and space.

   Under the warm yellow lights on the third floor of the Sad Theater in front of them, they lost control of their bodies at the same time.

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