My Player 2

Chapter 200: The Classic (Part )
It was dark. He didn't lose any blood this time and didn't need to take any medicine. He climbed directly to the top of the tree and looked around.

A flash of lightning struck nearby, illuminating the dark forest as bright as day.

"A word from a fellow Taoist is enough to tell the vicissitudes of life." I covered my ears in advance, and in the light of this moment, I saw the spire of a church among the treetops in the distance.

"What are you doing?" The boy scratched his head. "Is there a bug in the game?"

He was full of doubts, but he did not stand there and walked towards the church.

Another loud thunder sounded, and "a call from a fellow Taoist has revealed all the vicissitudes of life" he looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, heavy rain poured down like a sea of ​​clouds falling from the sky.

Almost in an instant, the dense rain covered the entire forest.

"A word of praise from a fellow Taoist" instantly made him soaked like a drowned chicken. He looked at the familiar road and said to himself with a puzzled look on his face:
“It seems like this is the road we walked before?”

With doubts in his mind, he trotted all the way to the Gothic church.

When I got closer, I realized that this church seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The painted glass on the wall was shattered all over the floor, one of the three pointed arches was broken, and the marble pillars were smashed, causing one side of the wall to collapse completely, leaving only a few ruins.

Even so, this is a good place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Otherwise, why would there be two bonfires lit in this small, dilapidated church?

"A word from a fellow Taoist, all the vicissitudes of life" walked into the church, quickly wiped the rain off his face, and glanced at the people who were hiding from the rain in the abandoned church.

Five people, three men and two women.

One of the groups had four people sitting next to a pile of goods. The leader was a man carrying a huge sword. They were wearing knight-style armor, a bit like mercenaries in fantasy novels.

The chain mail is covered with a layer of leather armor, and I don’t know which era the design was referenced from.

On the other side, there was only a woman wearing a slightly modified nun's uniform with a shorter slit and hem to facilitate the wearer's movement.

There was a long spear next to her, and the upper end of the spear was wrapped in a circle of cloth, which looked like a folded military flag.

Deep in the mountains, in the pouring rain, in a dilapidated church, and with a few weapons...

“Which era of strange stories is this?” “A Daoist friend has experienced so much” was confused.

He looked back and forth between the two sides, confirming that except for the clothes, these people were exactly the same as the ones he had seen in the ruined temple before.

Including the dead woman, but this time she was holding a mace.

He scanned the data of several people. Just like the first time he saw them, except for the level 13 mercenary, the others were all over level 20. He could only scan out their names and a bunch of question marks.

The names of these people have changed.

"Where is your master?" the big man leaning against the giant sword asked first.

"A word of praise from a fellow Taoist has brought back all the vicissitudes of life." He subconsciously cupped his hands, and seeing the huge sword man's curious expression, he withdrew his hands and said:
"In... My name is Peng. In order to find the legendary fairyland of Penglai, I crossed the turbulent Endless Sea and came here."

"Penglai Fairyland?" interrupted the nun who was enjoying the campfire alone on the right.

"That's right." Nodding, "It's the same as this place, a small world. Have you heard of it?"

Several people in the church looked at each other, and no one responded to the conversation.

After a moment of silence, "A Taoist Fellow's Voice" sighed and said to the nun:

"Sister Sister, I'm soaked, dirty and tired. I'm afraid of getting sick, so I want to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain and warm myself up by the fire. Can I borrow your fire?" The young nun smiled, picked up the military flag to make room, and waved:

"Come on, poor child, you are freezing."

"A word from you, fellow Taoist, has brought me so much vicissitudes of life." He looked at her again, walked to the campfire and sat down.

He had long realized that he was trapped in reincarnation, but the world after reincarnation had changed too much.

As an old player, he has played many similar works over the past few decades.

He knew that in this kind of routine, in addition to the protagonist, there must be a villain who can also retain his memories before reincarnation.

This is a classic routine among classics, so classic that it can be used as a formula.

That's why he pretended not to know and wanted to see what changes had taken place.

This time, his clothes were not torn, just soaked, so he did not take them off in front of a group of people, but slowly roasted them by the fire.

However, in order to replicate the situation from last time, he deliberately reached into his backpack, took out a piece of dried meat as a snack, and handed it to the nun next to him.

"Want to eat?" he asked.

"Thank you, I'm not hungry." The nun shook her head, looked at the boy with interest, and asked, "Is this the magic [Portable Space]?"

The hand of "Daoyou has experienced all the vicissitudes of life" paused for a moment, and then he said "hmm".

"This is a very rare magic. How old are you to have learned it?" the nun continued to ask. She was very curious about the boy.

How come even his personality changed?
"Everyone knows how to do it over here." "A word from a fellow Taoist shows the vicissitudes of life" simply told the truth.

The big man on the other side looked at them, seemed to be hesitating, and finally couldn't help but said:
"You came here through the Endless Sea? I heard that the outside world has been destroyed and is full of unkillable monsters."

"That's about right." "A Daoist friend has experienced so much" nodded and repeated what he had said in the previous round.

"He's right." The nun sitting by the campfire nodded and said, "I came from outside too. The gods fell, the divine realm collapsed, and the world suddenly ushered in the end of the world."

"Ah... this world." The big man also sighed and asked:

"I heard that the cult has been making big moves recently. The Knights Templar have been dispatched frequently. Even the Brotherhood, which has always been at odds with the cult, has been involved with the cult. They said they want to collect something and hope to save the world. Are you here for this?"

It’s the same lines…it looks like this is the key message that hasn’t changed.

『A sound of Daoist friend has brought all the vicissitudes of life』 shook his head: "No, my goal is only the Penglai Fairyland, I am not interested in other things."

The nun also denied it:
"I was born in this world and came here to find my parents."

"Is that so..." The great swordsman seemed to be thinking about something and didn't ask any more questions.

After another moment of silence, "A Daoist friend has experienced so much" could not help but ask:
"I've already told you my name, but I don't know yours. Isn't that a little unfair?"

"Tiger Woods is an adventurer." The big man with a huge sword on his back said to the two of them, "If you need anything, you can go to the Adventurer's Association and specify Tiger for a commission."

"A tiger?..." "A Taoist friend has experienced so much" seemed to be thinking about something.

He looked at the nun beside him, glanced at the white silk under her skirt, and quickly looked away.

"Sister Sister, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)