Chapter 65 - Passage 404

Xiao Lan jerked off to a long-lost furry that was a little more soulful in shape, but still felt as good in the hand as ever.

 

He and Duan Xueyin sit in separate places in the corridor, neither of them speaking, just waiting quietly for dawn.

 

The sky was already flushed with a very visible white, and it was clear that darkness was about to pass.

 

Although it looks like there is no other danger at this point, the players are still on alert, and if they don't clear the level for just one second, they could be in danger at any moment. The world of Advent is such a place where one cannot drop one's guard in the slightest.

 

Shortly afterwards, two doors opened in quick succession.

 

Xiao Lan turned his head and saw that it was Wu Ting and Li Haokuan coming out of two different rooms.

 

Neither of them was in too good a condition, looking like they had been through quite a bit of fighting, and both had bruises of varying degrees.

 

Li Haokuan's neck and arms were bandaged, with a little blood seeping out of them, and some less obvious-looking blood was congealed on his black vest.

 

Wu Ting has one arm bandaged up and a circle of bruises on his wrist. There were also a number of small scrapes and bruises on his body, which looked very conspicuous on his fair skin. The red dress he was wearing had also been torn in the battle, with a large slit in the hem of the dress that went down to his thighs, making his legs visible as he walked.

 

Li Haokuan, a straight man who knew nothing about Wu Ting's appearance, didn't want to wrap up his wounds, and his eyes couldn't help but sneak towards his white, slender legs.

 

When Wu Ting didn't notice, he stole another glance.

 

Xiao Lan, who has watched the whole thing and knows Wu Ting for what she is: "......"

 

He was a little reluctant to let this silly straight man know the truth, it might be a devastating blow to his world view.

 

Dude, did you know he could be bigger than you when he pulls out?

 

Wu Ting came over to say hello to Xiao Lan, noticed that she didn't see Luo and asked, "Where's Faye Luo? I'm not used to you guys not being together."

 

Xiao Lan said, "The two of us had separated earlier and we didn't meet when we were crossing the room, so it was probably bad luck."

 

Wu Ting raised an eyebrow and gave a smile of amusement, "Oh, he'll probably be furious, after all, he's following you around like he can't leave."

 

Xiao Lan didn't believe it: "How can it be that dramatic?"

 

"Naive, superficial and foolish." Wu Ting shook his head with a look of foolishness, "Suddenly I feel a bit sorry for him."

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Who are you to dislike me as a lady's man.

 

Next, perhaps the ghosts were psychologically beaten up by Xiao Lan, and the time afterwards was surprisingly quiet, with harassment hiding in the shadows and no return boss kills.

 

As the players waited in silence, the sky finally dawned. Everything around them faded away like a faded image, to be replaced by infinite darkness.

 

"Ding dong--"

 

"Congratulations to Xiao Lan for clearing the game 'Apartment 404'"

 

I don't know if this copy is so poor or if the boss has been beaten to autism by Xiao Lan that it doesn't actually give any rewards.

 

--

 

Xiao Lan took Luo and, without lingering too long in the darkness after the pass, he went straight back to his room.

 

By now it was dark and the neon outside the window lit up the interior in colour.

 

While Luo was still awake, Xiao Lan threw him into the bathtub and washed him several times, using a dishwashing technique, before finally washing the black cat out of its original colour.

 

Carefully drying the fur, Xiao Lan places Luo on the sofa in the sitting room.

 

The black cat's eyes were closed, still not breathing or having a heartbeat, and it looked as if it had gone peacefully.

 

He reached out and touched Luo's head, which was, well, square.

 

Suddenly, Xiao Lan picked up a decorative apple from a nearby bookshelf and placed it on Luo's head.

 

Seeing that Luo had no intention of waking up for a while, Xiao Lan got up, took a shower and went to bed. After days of sleeping in a creaking iron bed, he was now lying in the comfort of his own room on the big bed from Advent World, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

 

Xiao Lan was awakened by a feeling of hunger in her stomach.

 

He then remembered that he hadn't eaten his last dinner in flat 404. Not only had he not eaten, but he had jumped up and down a few times, and when he got back and took a shower he actually forgot about eating.

 

Xiao Lan struggled for five minutes, trying to use the dream-everything method, but sleep just couldn't overcome hunger.

 

Hearing the rumbling from my stomach, I had no choice but to get up and cook a noodle.

 

Xiao Lan pushed open the door, only to find a figure sitting with his back to him towards the window, looking out at the raindrops falling outside, with only a table lamp lit by his side, as if isolated from the world, looking very lonely.

 

Xiao Lan's surprise: " Luo!"

 

Luo turns back, his eyes a light gold no longer disguised as black, starry in the night, and he turns to Xiao Lan with the gentle smile he knows best: "Good evening, sir."

 

Xiao Lan switched on the light, and the instant warmth of the light dispelled the loneliness of the room: "Why didn't you turn on the light?"

 

Luo looked at the lamp beside him, his eyes tinged with a little warmth: "It's enough to have it."

 

Xiao Lan's eyes went past Luo to the window behind him, "I never thought it would rain in the Advent world, it's the first time I've seen it."

 

"There are no normal weather changes in the Advent world." Luo looked out the window at the rain with an obscure expression, "According to my memory, rain only means one thing - an abnormal state has been cleared."

 

Xiao Lan remembered what Wang Taidi had said earlier, that the game seemed to have a lot of bugs and a lot of indentured players going out to fix things.

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And I wonder what exactly is happening?

 

With the bugs fixed, it should be safer for players to get through the game, but it also shows that Advent World has increased control over the game - is this good or bad for players?

 

Seeing Xiao Lan ready to move towards the storage cupboard, Luo asked, "Would you like something to eat, sir?"

 

Xiao Lan replied as she rummaged for a noodle, "Well, I'll cook a noodle."

 

Luo got up and stepped forward: "Please leave it to me, sir. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you earlier."

 

A few moments later.

 

Xiao Lan held his bowl and ate to his heart's content: "This lump soup is delicious, Luo, you have a real talent for cooking!"

 

Luo who actually cooks the noodles: "......"

 

He thought again of how well Xiao Lan could eat 404 Landlord's batter and decided to ignore the compliments about his culinary talents.

 

For the time being ...... is better to start with the dishes from the player's restaurant.

 

After a snack, Xiao Lan and Luo chat about what happened in the previous game, omitting, of course, that he was hung when he didn't find the landlord's weakness, and also asking Luo what has changed since he absorbed the new parts.

 

"It's a bit of an upgrade." Luo stretched out his hand and sent a black blade towards the wall, which silently but deeply cut a gaping hole in the wall before it slowly began to repair itself.

 

Xiao Lan perked up, "Finally we're not two melee teams!"

 

Luo just smiled at him.

 

Only after Xiao Lan's excitement had almost passed did Luo continue, "I see in my memories that it was myself who tore me to pieces."

 

Xiao Lan's smile receded, "Yourself?"

 

Luo thought for a moment, "It would be, to be precise, the same face as mine. There was only a flash of the doer's face in that memory except for the tearing apart, nothing else was visible, but I can be sure that it was indeed my face."

 

Xiao Lan frowned, was this a realistic version of me beating myself up? Or the beating to death kind.

 

How much of a grudge must this be.

 

Xiao Lan couldn't imagine what it must have been like to have his entire body torn apart, nor could he, as a human being, imagine it. But looking at Luo's reaction at that moment, it must have been a pain that drove him mad, to make a proud man lose his temper to such an extent.

 

Seeing Xiao Lan's worried expression, Luo reassured him instead, "Don't worry, sir. It's all in the past and I'm recovering quickly now with your help."

 

Xiao Lan smiled at him, "Well, you'll get better and better."

 

Luo's pale golden eyes met his, "We all will."

 

It was late in the evening and Xiao Lan and Luo were ready to go back to bed after their chat.

 

Just as he turns to open the door, Luo suddenly appears behind Xiao Lan from the sofa where he was sitting, trapping him between his body and the door panel.

 

A low voice rang in Xiao Lan's ears, "Sir, while I was unconscious, did you do anything that would have worried me?"

 

Xiao Lan felt a chill down her spine and was too weak to turn around and face it.

 

Could ...... have ripped his neck, tied him up as a little scented pig and tossed him aside to eat dust and turn him into a callow chicken and it fell through!

 

Xiao Lan forced himself to calm down and he cleared his throat before speaking, "Ahem ...... what's up? Nothing at all."

 

Luo seemed to come closer, "Really?"

 

Xiao Lan told herself not to panic: "Well, yes that's it."

 

"Okay." Luo smiled lowly, the slightest brush of breath making the ears tingle a little, "Good night, sir."

 

"Evening, good night." Xiao Lan slammed the door shut in more panic than if there was a ghost chasing behind her and fled for her life back to bed.

 

The emotions in Luo's eyes were indescribably complex as he looked at the closed door.

 

In that long slumber that seemed to wait for no end, with the pain that tore at his soul, his consciousness felt like it was drifting in a deep ocean. At some point, a familiar smell of blood briefly awoke his consciousness for a while, and he could be sure that it was Xiao Lan's blood.

 

He should have been injured while he was unconscious.

 

I don't know what kind of tough battle they had to go through to get such bruises, so I guess it must have been quite tough, maybe it's not too much to say it was a life or death situation.

 

At that time he was in the process of absorbing and digesting the rest of himself, and his devouring instincts led Luo to unconsciously absorb a bit of Xiao Lan's blood and fully integrate it into himself, after which something seemed to bring the two closer together.

 

But Xiao Lan, when talking about what had happened, was on cloud nine and had no intention of complaining to him.

 

The fact that his unfaithful master had concealed the injury made him feel not only heartbroken but also somewhat pained by his own powerlessness, and the idea of taking back the power that should have been his own grew stronger and stronger.

 

A golden aura flashed in Luo's eyes. Next time, he would not allow this to happen.

 

But the current state of closer contact between the two is still very pleasing to Luo.

 

In the future, even if Xiao Lan wants to get rid of him, it will be extremely difficult.

 

The dark interior was restored and to celebrate the good news that only he knew, Luo decided - when he returned to the real world - to buy another car.

 

"As my master, how can I go out with just a seat."

 

"Let's see ...... Bugatti Chiron, that's it."

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