Being a bug in a survival game

"Road 905, Outer City... House No. 7513..." Su Tingyu looked at the location marked at the top of the map and asked several passers-by, but no one knew where this place was.

It's been two hundred years, and the architectural layout of the city will definitely change significantly.

There was no other way. Su Tingyu could only roughly determine the location of the houses based on Ao Poyang's memories and after asking passers-by, and then started searching street by street.

"is it here?"

"Seems like you're going the wrong way?!"

"..."

Su Tingyu wandered around and entered a remote alley with complex terrain. Slowly, she realized that she seemed to be lost...

"I lost..." Su Tingyu was extremely depressed.

Why didn't Mao turn over to the Crying Dragon?

Why can't Mao Dasha transform?

After walking for a long time, Su Tingyu saw a small, deserted shop with the door open.

Su Tingyu's eyes lit up and she prayed that there was someone inside who could show her a way out!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Su Tingyu entered the store, the soles of her feet seemed to have stepped on something hard but smooth.

Su Tingyu moved his feet away, looked down, and looked slightly stunned.

On the ground is a miniature turtle curled up in its shell.

Su Tingyu squatted down, stretched out a finger, and gently poked the little turtle.

Seeing the little turtle moving slowly, as if nothing happened, Su Tingyu blinked his big eyes and reached out to catch the little turtle.

Su Tingyu turned around and looked around. The light in the store was a little dim. Many things were piled randomly on the counter. Some white papers with strange symbols were scattered on the ground, as if they had been discarded casually.

Su Tingyu put the little turtle on the nearest counter and said, "Excuse me... is anyone here?"

At this time, a cold male voice sounded from under the innermost counter: "Just take whatever you want to buy, the price is marked."

Su Tingyu looked for his voice and saw a figure standing up straight. It was an old man with white hair. He was holding several bottles and jars filled with liquids of different colors.

Su Tingyu wanted to walk over, but when his eyes fell on the scattered papers on the ground, he carefully avoided all the debris and arrived at the counter.

"Are you the store manager?" Su Tingyu asked.

The old man was wearing a pair of reading glasses, and without even turning his head, he said coldly: "Nonsense, buy whatever you want to buy now, or get out if you don't buy it."

Su Tingyu was beaten hard and blinked his big eyes in confusion.

With such a fierce store manager and such a remote store, no wonder not a single customer can be seen here...

Su Tingyu complained silently in her heart and explained her purpose: "Grandpa, store manager, I'm lost and want to ask someone for directions."

"Lost?" The old man seemed to have heard something strange. He finally turned his head and looked at Su Tingyu. After pausing for a few seconds, he said in a positive tone: "Outsiders, you have a strong smell of sea water and fishy smell. You Did it fall into the sea?"

"Uh..." Su Tingyu blinked his big eyes and said in an innocent tone: "I came by boat, and then the boat capsized on the way, so..."

"The boat capsized, but there wasn't a trace of wetness on the body?" The old man snorted, obviously not believing it.

Su Tingyu continued to quibble: "It happened a few days ago, and the clothes have been dried long ago..."

"It's been several days and you still haven't taken a shower? It still smells like fish? Does your fish seller?"

Su Tingyu:...

This, this, this...this old man lives by the sea? No matter how wide it is? !

emmm...it seems like he really lives by the sea.