Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 295 Starship Captain is a Merchant (29)
Chapter 323 Ring battle, the wind rises

"Wen Shu, you are still young, and you will lose weight when you grow taller. Don't care what other people say, you know?" An Mo suddenly smiled and said softly.

It seemed that the person with the indifferent expression and cold voice just now was not her, and everything was Wen Shu's illusion.

Wen Shu blinked, with a bit of tentative hope: "Will I really become thinner when I grow taller? Will I be as thin as my uncle?"

An Mo stroked his head to give him strength, and lied without blushing, "Yeah, I used to be a little fat, haven't I lost weight now?"

Wen Shu seemed to be persuaded, he laughed first, then wrinkled his little nose: "But you are still too short."

At the end of the speech, he was afraid that An Mo would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained, "I mean, you are only a little taller than me now, and when I soak in the altar of life, I will be as tall as my little uncle. You are the shortest."

"They'll say you're short, and won't play with you." Wen Shu suddenly thought of something, and asked in doubt, "Do you get along well with my uncle's subordinates?"

An Mo suddenly realized that as a social animal, human beings are naturally longing for friends, especially Wen Shu is a child, and at the simplest age, he needs friendship even more.

Feeling the concern in Wen Shu's eyes, she smiled: "I get along well with everyone, because I have the strength to conquer them."

Wen Shu showed a half-understood expression, and nodded indiscriminately. This reason was not the same as the reason why his friends didn't like him, but it sounded very reasonable.

An Mo paused for a moment, but still felt that he shouldn't reason with such a young child, and said, "You just have to remember that strength is the most important thing in this world, and strength has everything."

Recalling that Xiaotuanzi always compared herself with Erjue, she added: "Just like your uncle."

As soon as Wen Shu heard that he would be the same as his little uncle, he nodded his head recklessly. In his heart, his little uncle was the most powerful person, even more powerful than his great-grandfather (wife and grandpa), and he was his idol!
"Then I will be like my little uncle, go to the altar of life at the age of 50!" Wen Shu said firmly, as if swearing.

He originally wanted to secretly go to the altar of life recently, so that he would grow taller quickly, become thinner, and make many friends; but now he only has one goal, to become strong, as strong as his uncle.

An Mo: "???"

"Haven't you been to the altar of life?" 50 years old?An Mo asked in surprise, "Then how old are you this year?"

This is different from the information she knows!Is the blue card star so strong?Such strength at such a young age?

"Wen Shu, you're back, everyone is looking for you." Erjue appeared at the door of the restaurant at some point, waved to Wen Shu, and then took a deep look at An Mo, "It's time for you to go, the arena competition It's time to start."

The appearance of the idol interrupted everything Wen Shu wanted to say. He happily jumped off the chair and ran towards his uncle's arms.

Er Jue picked up Wen Shu and turned around to leave. There seemed to be someone outside the door. He whispered something and left without looking back.

More than half a month has passed, and An Mo is still not used to the other party's sudden indifference, but there is nothing she can do. She is not sure whether this situation is something she cannot change or should not change.

Shrugging her shoulders, she was hesitating whether to finish her meal, she wasn't half full yet, and she didn't know if she would make it to the group arena after eating.

Another voice sounded at the door, and this time An Mo heard slight footsteps: "Miss An, you still have 10 minutes to eat, if the food is still hot."

It's Husa.

"Someone will clean up the stains on the ground later, so don't worry." He continued.

Presumably this is what Erjue said just now, maybe this is a concern for her?

An Mo didn't think about it anymore, and took the time to finish the barely warm meal, and then arrived at the location of the group arena on time under the leadership of Hu Sa.

It wasn't an empty training ground, and there was no ring set up. The two came to a large room filled with consoles that reminded An Mo of the control room on a battleship.

The seat is the same as the standing position in the queue. An Mo quickly sat in her seat and was familiar with the access system - thanks to the experience of writing stories during that time, so she is no stranger to operating these high technologies .

Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into the deep sea of ​​consciousness, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

It was like a forest. The ground was covered with young grass, and occasionally a few unknown wild flowers bloomed. The trees were lush and thick, and the environment was so quiet that An Mo thought he was on vacation.

"This time the scene is randomly assigned to the forest. I hope that melee combat can break through the resistance and get a good ranking. Now we will start a random sequence of round-robin warfare." Husa followed her in the forest and officially rang the battle bell.

As soon as his words fell, the people standing around An Mo disappeared in an instant.

"I didn't expect the first match to be Ms. An." The captain's voice came from behind him, An Mo looked back, he was smiling, and smiled contentedly, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

........................

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The howling wind made the branches and leaves rustle. An Mo held his breath and concentrated on the longbow in his hand, hiding behind the bushes without moving.

The fierce battle just now made her and the captain both mentally exhausted. The two of them took advantage of the gust of wind to retreat and hide. After all, the sound of the wind and the shaking of trees and flowers would interfere with hearing, thus doubling the consumption of the few energy.

Every minute and every second of a master's fight is thrilling, maybe just half a second of slack will lead to death——

Although everything after accessing the system is virtual, winning or losing not only represents honor but also wealth, resources and status, and An Mo must fight for it.

"Om -" is the sound of bowstring shaking!
An Mo Xunsheng tilted his head abruptly, raised his bow at the same time, and shot an arrow in the direction of danger.She didn't even have time to turn her head to verify the result, and immediately vibrated her wings and flew to other trees, this place has been exposed.

She hid behind the thick tree trunk, with only brown bark in sight, and her ears became the most useful "eyes" at this time.

She "saw" the flaming arrows igniting the leaves. As the wind got stronger, the fire increased instead of diminishing, and the burning branches and leaves creaked.

I don't know how long it took for the fire to rise in the wind, igniting more trees. The voice in my ear seemed to be pressed the repeat button, and there was only a cyclical "hu... rustle... ka ka...".

The ancestors of the elves said a word: Patience is a more important winning factor than luck.

An Mo was convinced. She quietly waited for the opportunity, without being hurried or arrogant. The birds returning to their nests in the distance had already fallen asleep to the sound of the wind. She seemed to be the only one in the whole forest who was still awake... ...attentively waiting...

Suddenly, the tips of An Mo's ears moved——

over there!He's running from the fire!

An Mo heard the sound of the captain's clothes touching the branches and leaves carelessly when he was flying, and immediately shot a sharp awn without hesitation - bursting arrow!

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　　It's all fate.

　　【Let’s compare our hearts】

　　


(End of this chapter)