Night World Players

Chapter 2 The Most Desperate Curse

The originally silent and heavy atmosphere in the room faded a little without anyone noticing.

Hiltina paused in mid-air while stroking her waist. She stared at Rast in front of her, and felt that his current occupation was somewhat inconsistent with the style of his previous speech.

"Actually, there's nothing surprising about it."

Last's expression was calm: "Since there are bars serving men, there must be places serving women."

"I met the owner of this store a few hours ago, and then I became the top star here."

"Of course, it's the kind that sells art but not body."

Xiltina thought for a moment and said, "So what you said before was also a fabricated story just to please your guests?"

"Blogger Yixiao is indeed my main job now, but what I say is also true."

"Then why are you here as a cow...a drinking companion?"

Ultimately, Hiltina's upbringing prevented her from saying this word.

"If I have to give a reason, it's probably to entertain myself."

Rast stood up and skillfully took out four bottles of wine of different colors and two wine glasses from the wine cabinet in the corner of the room.

The next moment, the wine bottles of different colors began to fly and move rhythmically between his fingers, as if they were given life.

"I am a person without a tomorrow. This endlessly repetitive Deep Blue Harbor has long lost its sense of reality to me..."

"So whether I'm a carver or a gigolo, it makes no difference to me."

"As long as I can be pleased and feel a sense of novelty, and not become insane after tens of thousands of reincarnations, then it doesn't matter if I become a beggar or a prisoner."

Luster's fingers paused.

pat-

A crisp sound rang out on the desktop.

In the silver goblet, the liquid is bright red and clear, as if there is a leaping flame.

""Karma Fire Flowing Sands"."

"I won't tell you the price. I guess you don't have the currency here."

Luster placed the two goblets on the table and wiped his hands with a white handkerchief.

"Generally speaking, I respect my profession. After all, role-playing loses its fun once the rules are broken."

"But today is a special case."

Hiltina did not take the silver goblet, but watched Rast's cocktail performance in silence.

Even though she subconsciously wanted to deny what Last said, the abnormality he showed was obviously beyond the scope of coincidence.

What's more, the other party had indeed predicted her situation correctly. For example, Hiltina really didn't carry a single cent of Deep Blue Port currency with her.

And she couldn't find any loopholes in the other party's logic.

"but--"

Hiltina raised her head.

"Even if what you said is true, why would you share your greatest secret, the infinite loop, for no reason?"

"Even if everyone else in this world will lose the memory of talking to you because of the so-called reset, you also said that I am the special one who has never appeared in your previous reincarnations."

"This is indeed my biggest secret—"

"But I don't care anymore."

Seeing that Hiltina was unwilling to drink, Rast didn't hesitate and took his own cup.

"I used to think that the endless repetition of time was a gift from God. I could become a hero praised by thousands of people, showered with flowers, applause and glory... or a wicked person who trampled on the law and committed unforgivable crimes. It was all just a matter of my thoughts."

"However, this is not a blessing, but the most desperate curse."

Rast looked at the blood-red wine in the goblet.

"No matter what traces you leave in this world, when dusk falls, everything will be wiped out."

“A jade piece that is carefully carved halfway will turn into the original stone the next day.”

“Friends who met too late and lovers who loved each other forever will become strangers the next day.”

"Even if I train my body thousands of times, I am still just an ordinary person who can't even lift a chicken." "Even if I want to be a makeup artist at the opera house for a while, I have to go to the theater for interviews again and again every time I reincarnate and listen to the boss of the theater say the lines that I have already memorized."

"Born, growing up, aging, and dying...experiencing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, separation and reunion, this is the beauty that is unique to human beings, but it has nothing to do with me."

"I am a passer-by in this world. I seem to be omnipotent, but in fact I have nothing. I can leave nothing behind except my memories."

Rast drank the cup of "Hellfire Flowing Sand" in one gulp: "So——"

"To be able to kill this hopeless, never-ending cycle."

"The price I can pay is much greater than you can imagine... no matter what is blocking my way."

"Mundane laws, concepts of good and evil..."

"Or perhaps, some kind of existence that claims to be God."

Luster's voice was flat.

But listening to his calm voice, Hiltina found that her body unconsciously tensed up.

This discovery made Hiltina stunned. She was obviously not in the same dimension as the residents of this world, but she became nervous because of the words of the native in front of her, whether true or false.

Then, Hiltina heard a snapping sound.

A revolver appeared in Last's left hand at some point.

The gun body is silver-white all over, reflecting a cold metallic luster, like an iron moon.

At the same time, Hiltina also looked suddenly in one direction.

It was not where Rast suddenly pulled out his gun, but a corner hidden in the shadows next to the window.

"Should I say that he is worthy of being an elite trained by the royal family...his perception is quite good."

A hoarse female voice sounded in the spacious and silent private room.

It was a plump woman, wearing a mask made of black iron, with half of her body hidden in the shadows.

"I just didn't expect that the first thing you did after entering the night world was to come to a place like this to look for a man."

"Of course, if you want to vent your desires, the night world is indeed a good choice."

“It’s safe, private, and leaves no trace…”

The masked woman looked around and laughed softly.

Compared to the inexperienced Hiltina, she was more experienced and could see at a glance the role that Rast played here.

The masked woman's gaze lingered on Rast's face for a moment, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "I didn't expect that there would be such a projection of indigenous people in the night world. No wonder the eldest lady of Star University couldn't even care about her noble dignity."

"It can be regarded as a reward outside of the mission."

But the next moment, her gaze stopped on the silver-white gun in Last's hand.

The originally giggling voice turned slightly colder: "I don't like toys with thorns."

"Although it's a pity, if we let those guys who play with corpses refine it, there should be other ways to play with it."

"Throw away the gun!"

Hiltina seemed to have noticed something and spoke quickly.

However, her reminder was ultimately a step too late.

In the woman's black iron mask, the area where her eyes were originally covered by shadows suddenly lit up with a rose-red light.

There was a magnificent light and shadow outlined in her eyes, transforming into a hazy and charming human figure.

Then it spins, dances, and expands.

Until, the gorgeous rose-red light, along with the beautiful and graceful dance, was reflected in Rast's eyes.

"Give me your life."

The soft voice came from a distance, but it carried an irresistible and unquestionable temptation.

And it seemed as if he was also bewitched and controlled by this order.

Rast lowered his head like a puppet, and raised the silver-white gun in his left hand stiffly little by little.

Then, he slowly pointed the gun at his temple.

　I have started a new book. I have been preparing for it for a long time. I hope you like this story. The next update time is fixed at 10 pm. Two chapters will be updated every day during the new book period. Welcome to collect and read
　　
　
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