(Thanks to the passerby for his two rewards. He must have caught a cold recently and is drowsy every day... I feel so unhappy)

(Another recommended book: Fantasy Game Evolution!

The following is the introduction: The real name of this book is: "Even in infinite space, I just want to be a quiet home!", "I am forced to choose to participate in infinite games, I will not easily choose to take it with a dog!"

"If you want to die, I will accompany you to die!"

This is a theme that has been played with, the protagonist who has been played with has changed from his initial emotions and slowly turned into a scum, and the infinite flow that has been played with has changed.`

Ling Yan, who was forced to participate in the game, said: I am just a little accountant from Tongfuli, Shanghai (heavy fog)

——Well, in short, it’s just the joyful direction of playing with memes~ Just go to Happy Bookstore to collect it~(Run~))

"What a nice afternoon..." Ling Yan stood up from the bench and left the park where he was completely bullying singles and homeless with a sleepy smile.

At four o'clock that afternoon, a bad young man who was wearing a scarf walked into a fast food restaurant on a hot day. Ten minutes later, he smiled helplessly and continued to mingle in the crowd, vanishing in front of the guys watching him.

At the same time, on the top floor of the library of Ximei Academy, a few guys who were completely unrelated to the college seemed to be holding a cult party. Although it can be seen from the outfits of these people that they are such a group of unreliable guys.

At least Ling Yan would not think that a group of office workers, dead houses, uniforms, ambitious people, environmentalists, and a chimney head that plays cosplay, and what a high school student can do to hold cult parties.

Among them, the office worker Ling Yan had definitely seen said first: "The guy who had entered the library and had nothing to do is back."

Without any starting language or other lines, he said straight to the point: "This time, I hope everyone can block him with me."

"He did nothing, and he did not destroy the world... According to the regulations, we cannot attack him." Hearing the office workers' words, the student first showed a puzzled expression: "Isn't we a violation of the regulations for doing this?"

Others also looked at the office workers with the same attitude. Although his qualifications and strength can be said to be a vague source of this group of people, it is absolutely impossible to do anything that violates the regulations.

These actions have abandoned the past and abandoned their qualifications as human beings. They have thus become shepherds who guide ignorant human beings, and lead human beings and the world toward beautiful evolution... Just like the old grandfathers in the fantasy novels, they can help the protagonist at any time, or may become the protagonist's existence.

But the same is true for those old men in black robe. They cannot show their identity unless one ends, or unless the person he has been helping to achieve their purpose.

However, this kind of thing they have become accustomed to is essentially a kind of destiny, that is, the rules that give their identities to the existence, making them think that they are characters such as the savior in the dark...

However, one of the larger saviors is now saying things like destroying the rules. This makes others puzzled.

"Ha," Faced with this situation exactly as expected, the spoken speaker just smiled faintly and said everyone's quiet words: "What if I say this is what that adult meant?"

In an instant, everyone fell into complete silence...

After all, for him, the words of that adult man were no less than the will of life... it was like a real leader... let them, such madmen and psychopaths be the existence of faith.

Looking at the quiet companions, the office worker smiled with a signature smile and said, "Of course, we can't do it too much. So I have sent two people to contact him temporarily."

"So, we don't have to worry about anything else for the time being, although.`That's just temporary."

He spoke to everyone in a tone that looked like a joke.

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What should I say? Although I almost guessed that those guys were about to start siege, Ling Yan, who had no interest in that kind of thing, was listening to the street friends who were having dinner together in this quieter park constantly complaining.

In the warm afternoon breeze, Ling Yan narrowed his eyes and leaned on the bench, like a bad young man who could be seen everywhere in Japan, thinking about the next action with a lazy breath.

Under the mottled tree shadow, he looked down at the characters on his watch and smiled intricately.

However, compared to the information on the watch, he was more curious about what he attracted to this streetmate who had long been exposed. After all, his dress should not be a rigid talent.

"So. The food here is really unpalatable..."

On the bench in the park, a man with a cowboy hat and a bandaid on his nose, chewing food in his mouth. But he talked to Ling Yan next to him.

"Then you still buy so many?" Ling Yan opened the paper bag in his hand, then took out the food sold in the fast food restaurant, and responded to his words.

For the stomach bag that my body has long been tied to the witch who is still running away from home, these foods have long lost the taste they should have in addition to filling their stomachs like ducks.

"Haha, the old lady there is very nice. She gives a lot of things every time." The man on the other side of the bench still had the smell of gunpowder, but his expression was lazy and looked more like a homeless man than Ling Yan.

He said with a embarrassed smile: "Although it's very unpalatable, the look of hoping to come back next time is really something that makes people unable to refuse..."

Ling Yan didn't know what to say, so he had to respond with the smile he was listening and swallowed the salmon meat in his throat, so there was no other choice.

Should you say that you are lucky or something else?

The identity of the person next to him is a real shepherd... although the kind that is completely blatantly revealing his identity.

Should shepherds be a gathering place for strange creatures? They even want such people? They are powerful soldiers with the smell of artillery fire from various battlefields in the world.

He looks very young. No matter how he looks, he is a hereditary system, right? He belongs to several generations of his ancestors who charge money and shoot bullets.

It makes people imagine that this man with a little dark skin but a gentle expression once shot and killed people on the battlefield.

Should we say that people should not behave like a person? I don’t know how many shepherds are.

It is a strange guy who treats war as a profession, but he only wants to pay money but can't bear to refuse the look of the old lady in the fast food restaurant...

If he abandons his side in the war, this guy is also a gentle and good person, right?

"But you shouldn't be a Japanese, are you?" The shepherd asked as if he was swallowing the food in his hand.

Ling Yan raised his eyebrows with his eyes unconsciously, turned his head and said, "Yes, London is a good place to travel."

I don't know if it was a keen perception in instinct or an accidental appearance, the shepherd said intentionally or unintentionally: "But if you calculate carefully, I'm actually very rare to see the same thing, right?"

Is it a test? Or has it noticed something?

Ling Yan's expression remained unchanged, and even the rhythm of chewing was not disordered: "Is it? Traveling is also a kind of job. My colleague and I usually work to travel everywhere."

What other jobs do you have to travel every day besides a tour guide? The answer is that there are also the Lord God's Saint Seiya and the lovely Reincarnation scholars.

"...And it's the first time I've seen such a sloppy cowboy in Japan."

"I can't do it, I'm used to it." With a relaxed smile, shepherd, who was praised, pulled the red scarf around his neck with his fingers, as if he was recalling the time in the war: "I am the pioneer of 'justice'."

Ling Yan's eyes showed a sense of agreement. If we talk about the principle of "money" in the mercenary, that is, justice, then the guy in front of him is really the pioneer of justice.

After looking at the watch on his wrist, it seemed that he was in a hurry. He suddenly put the untouched fries in his hand next to Ling Yan and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law's fries are very good, you need to try them well."

Then he patted the food crumbs on his body and stood up, and the girl's shouts came from a distance.

Not far away, the hot-bodied girl was waving to him.

"I wish you a happy trip, 'bad' gentleman." The shepherd patted his shoulder with an expectant smile: "I'm going to 'work'."

Actually, I just went to play, right? Ling Yan looked at the person who left and shook his head helplessly.

It is worthy of being the plane of gal, and the main patron saint has neglected his duties because of love... This plane is indeed beyond salvation...

After touching his palm on his shoulder, a magic mark was instantly deleted. Ling Yan smiled and nodded:

"That's really your good words, Mr. 'Shepherd'."

Then he poured the fries into his mouth.

I have to admit that it still tastes a bit, although it's interesting that no one of the acquaintances hiding not far away.

Although it was surprising, why would a person like her choose to become a shepherd... and also sighed that she actually has the qualifications to be a shepherd. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!