National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

After entering here for half a day, no one discovered the real situation.

The scene is a bit embarrassing.

However, what one person didn’t notice was that that person was more careless.

If no one notices it, the problem does not lie with them, but with the place where they are.

"Is there something special about this place that prevents us from observing it carefully?" Eliza said seriously.

"Yeah." Derek rarely disagreed with Eliezer and nodded to express his agreement with this point of view, "I think so too."

"Should?" "Hmm..." "Ahem."

Others respond or remain silent, either agreeing or acquiescing.

In short, no one denies this view.

But they forgot that there was a stranger present.

The confusion on the face of the half-human, half-leopard boy was clear in the sunlight: "What are you talking about? These are the holes we see everywhere. If you accidentally fall in, you can easily climb out."

He observed Jiang Yuan's group and looked at the two elves emphatically.

Two elves with wings and the ability to fly.

"It will be easier if you can fly. Just break the layer of soil on top."

The smile on Coldin's face froze slightly.

Eliezer was speechless, and the excuse he came up with was immediately overturned.

"Ah haha," there was silence for a moment, then he scratched his head: "That's not important, thank you, little brother, we were just talking and forgot about leaving, thank you for reminding us."

He said it wasn't important, but in fact he couldn't help but find another excuse to protect his face.

"Oh." The young man gave him a strange look, "Your hobbies are really strange. We hate being in the dark the most."

Does he really believe it?

So here’s the question, which one is more able to protect one’s own face, the one who likes being comfortable and chatting in the dark, or the group of people who are too careless and forget to observe the situation here?

"Do you want to go in again? I know another hole," the boy asked seriously.

"No, no," Liam refused, "Thanks, we quite like chatting in this situation."

In this situation--

Refers to being in a large hole in the open air that breaks the earth layer above the head?

The boy seemed to think that since they all liked chatting in the dark, it wouldn't matter if there was another one who liked chatting in caves.

"Okay, then you continue, I'll leave first."

"Wait!" It was Paimon who stopped him this time.

After many days, I met a talking NPC directly at the beginning of the trial. What an exciting thing it was!

It’s not like you can’t find clues at all after entering the world and can only wander around, which is really great!

How could you let this young man leave like this?

From the fact that he took the initiative to help them break the soil above their heads so that they could discover the truth about this place, it can be seen that the young man has a kind-hearted personality.

When Paimon shouted, he stopped decisively as he took a step, and looked at Paimon in the air with a pair of beastly pupils: "What do you want to do with stopping me, little white butterfly?"

"Bai, little white butterfly?" Paimon opened his eyes wide, "What the hell kind of name is this? It's even weirder than Bai Feifei!"

Paimon, who had been given a new nickname, was almost used to being called strange words.

Counting from the beginning, there are more nicknames than she has given to other people!

She said this half in complaint and half in confusion.

The young man raised his hand and pointed at the small cloak floating on one side behind her: "You have beautiful wings, you can fly, and you are beautiful. Aren't you a butterfly tribe?"

"Huh?" Paimon suddenly didn't care about being called a strange name, "Jiang Yuan!"

"Huh?" Jiang Yuan saw Paimeng blinking at him in embarrassment.

"He said I'm good-looking! He even complimented me on my beautiful cloak!"

"Is cloak a type of wing?" The young man patted his head, "The butterfly tribe likes to give their wings different names. Is this one of them? Let me think about it..."

"Don't think about it," Paimon explained, "I'm not a butterfly tribe. The cloak is not wings, it's... a kind of clothing."

"Clothes?" The young man was confused again.

Everyone's eyes fell on him. His lower body was that of an animal, covered with fur, and his upper body was empty.

"It's the things we wear to cover our bodies..."

"Oh!" The boy understood, "It's fur or scales!"

"So it seems that it can't be wrong?"

"I learned something new!" The young man smiled, "Thank you, you are not a butterfly."

"Hey, can't you call me something weird? My name is Paimon!"

"Name..." the young man pondered.

"You don't even know the name, do you?"

"I know! I was just thinking that your name really doesn't sound like someone from the Butterfly Clan."

“Can race be determined by name?”

"Yes! My name is Leopard Three Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty Six."

"……what?"

The comments from the audience in the live broadcast room were a series of "Huh?"

"Three, four, five, six," Eliza said in surprise, "This number is quite coincidental. Do you still have tribesmen named Leopard [-], Leopard [-]?"

"No." The boy replied.

"That……"

"There are four thousand five hundred and sixty-seven leopards, and five thousand six hundred and seventy-eight leopards." The young man showed the sharp teeth in his mouth, "If the little white man was a butterfly tribe, his name would probably be Die Ten Thousand Duo. .”

"I know their naming rules." Paimeng leaned into Jiang Yuan's ear and said.

Jiang Yuan said it clearly, who could not know?

"By the way, Paimon Yi, why did you stop me earlier?"

"There won't be a second Paimon. There's no need to add numbers after the name!" Pamon said helplessly, "We just want to understand the general situation of this world."

"Okay, Paimon." The young man responded to Paimon's previous words and changed his title.

Then he said: "There are no situations in this world."

Paimon wanted to say another confused "Huh?"

Are they talking about a "situation"?

Before Paimon or anyone else could formulate any words, the animal ears on the boy's head stood up in one direction.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and let out a beastly roar.

A childish, immature leopard cry.

Everyone silently looked away from him.

This boy's face mainly looks juvenile, and his figure already has the contours of an adult, both in the upper and lower parts.

Therefore, the contrast between him making such a cry is quite huge.

"Second only to the cry Tia made after transforming into her beast form." Derek commented in a low voice.

Tia appeared next to him the next moment, her palms turned into animal paws, and her pointed claws glowed in the sun.

"I didn't say anything," Derek said, stepping aside.