Fantasy Game: Infinite City

After Mansion No. 19, the Tyrant's fame suddenly soared, and many people were very interested in this new player.

Many famous guilds have also begun to study Han Zu, in order to prepare for possible encounters with him in dungeons in the future.

There are also many well-known individual players who are very interested in Han Zu, so these people specially posted a post titled "Tyrant" on the Infinite City forum. At the top of the post is the current analysis of Han Zu's behavioral logic, as well as known basic information, etc. Below are some condensed versions of the game videos.

Below that are the comments from the players. The number of people is increasing, and the building is getting taller and taller.

However, the popularity of the post has gradually declined in the past two days, because the protagonist of the topic has not logged into the Infinite City for many consecutive days.

Han Zu used the hundreds of thousands of dollars that he had exchanged for real money and was busy preparing for a new residence these days. He hardly stayed at home at all.

He first spent more than 30 yuan to buy a warehouse of more than 500 square meters in the suburbs, and then spent more than yuan to complete the decoration and furniture, as well as to set up the network and other things. The decoration and moving took several days.

Han Zu had more than 10 yuan left in his hand, and he deposited most of it into the bank. He bought the largest smartphone available on the market and kept more than yuan in cash for "entertainment."

After everything was dealt with, almost a week had passed and Han Zu finally had time to rest.

After taking a shower, Han Zu lay on the sofa and watched a short video on the app. At this moment, Han Zu was concentrating on watching a video about refurbishing an old bicycle.

After watching this video, Han Zu slid his finger upwards and flipped to the next video, which was the official account of Infinite City. It was a message that Infinite City would be shut down for maintenance. Judging from the time mentioned above, it should start today.

I left the sofa, lay down in the game cabin, and entered the login interface. Sure enough, it said that Infinite City was down for maintenance, and there were some updates and some problems fixed.

"It's nothing important. Maybe the detailed update information will appear after the update is completed."

After exiting the game, Han Zu lay back on the sofa and started watching some borderline videos.

"Bored, tired of brushing, let's go find something to eat."

Han Zu, who watched borderline videos for almost 9 hours and ran out of battery on his two tablets, said this.

After getting dressed, he left his residence. Han Zu couldn't drive a car due to his size, and of course taking public transportation was not very reliable. Currently, Han Zu could only use a few means of transportation, including trucks, freight trains, large ships, and transport planes.

Yes, transport planes. It has been about five or six years since the appearance of Infinite City. It seems that due to the intervention of Infinite Company, in just a few years, there are more transport planes specially used to transport players with abnormal body shapes like Han Zu in airports all over the country and in other countries that have introduced Infinite City.

However, Han Zu now lives in the suburbs and cannot use a transport plane. There are no other available means of transportation nearby, so Han Zu can only walk to the city more than 10 kilometers away. Fortunately, this distance is not far for Han Zu now.

Walking on the road in the suburbs, Han Zu breathed in the fresh air. It was drizzling outside and the smell of soil came from the ground. Han Zu walked on the side of the road with his hands in his pockets, walking slowly.

Passing by a river, Han Zu saw a few people wearing raincoats fishing, but judging from the buckets next to them, they should be air force fishers.

After walking for a few minutes, the rain stopped, a rainbow appeared in the sky, and the sun broke through the clouds and shone on the ground again.

Han Zu stopped, took out a cigar box from his pocket, lit a cigar, and hummed a song while puffing out smoke.

“Iseethecrystalraindropsfall

And the beauty of it all~"

Han Zu walked for a while while humming a song. He saw a tractor in front of him overturned into the ditch beside him. He pulled it out and left while humming a song amid the owner's thanks.

After a while, Han Zu walked into the city, found a snack street, and picked out the food he liked, well, basically all of it.

After eating and drinking at the snack street, Han Zu returned to his previous residence, the house left by his parents. He opened the door and found only some old furniture inside. Han Zu cleaned the house and sat on the floor.

Han Zu spent the first 20 years of his life in this house and has a deep affection for this place, although Han Zu had few friends since childhood and was alone most of the time.

However, as long as he returns home, he can see the smiling faces of his parents, which seems to dispel all the grievances and loneliness. Many people may not believe it, but Han Zu was actually a sentimental little crybaby when he was a child.

However, Han Zu has not shed a tear since his parents passed away, because he knows that no one will care about him sincerely anymore, and there is no other way to go except to be strong.

But maybe because his parents left at the same time, Han Zu suffered a big blow, and he became a little extreme. He refused help and care from others, and didn't like to communicate with others unless it was necessary. He forced himself to endure loneliness. Over time, he gradually liked and became familiar with this solitary lifestyle. Almost no one could enter his world.

Han Zu lit a cigar and stared at the red light emitted by the burning cigar. For some reason, he smiled with relief.

"I still have you. For the rest of my life, you will be the first person I think of when I open my eyes in the morning, and the last person I kiss before I go to sleep at night."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling the smoke, Han Zu stood up and left.

At noon, on a street on the edge of the city.

A girl about 1.6 meters tall and wearing glasses was eating an ice cream cone while looking down at her mobile phone.

"boom."

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

The girl bumped into someone, her phone fell to the ground, and the ice cream accidentally rubbed against him.

Looking up, I saw that the person in front of me was more than four meters tall. It was Han Zu, who had bought some food and was preparing to return to his residence in the suburbs.

"fine."

The girl took out a pack of tissues and handed it to the man in front of her.

"I got ice cream on you, wipe it off, I'm really sorry!"

Han Zu took the tissue and wiped off the ice cream that had rubbed against his body. He half squatted down and picked up the girl's dropped phone.

"your phone."

"Oh, thank you!"

After returning the phone to the girl, Han Zu left.

The girl wiped the dust off her phone and walked in the opposite direction. After walking for a while, she suddenly felt that the tall man she had just bumped into looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.

Turning around, I saw that the man had stopped in front of a snack stand and was queuing to buy something.

"Why do I feel like I've seen this somewhere? Strange, I can't remember where."

The cell phone rang, the girl picked up the call, and heard her friend's voice.

"Hey?"

"The Infinite City has been updated. This time, a new dungeon has been updated and new skills have been added! Do you want to go online and play a few?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm outside. I'm on my way home now. I'll call you when I get home."

"Okay then. Oh, by the way, Dailin, do you think that player named Tyrant will show up in this new dungeon? He hasn't logged into the Infinite City for a long time!"

"My name is Dailin, not Dailin! Wait, Tyrant?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I'll hang up first and talk to you when I get home."

"Bye~"

After hanging up the phone, Dai Lin turned around and saw Han Zu who was still buying snacks not far behind him.

Dai Lin took a few steps toward the snack stand and wanted to go up and talk, but after thinking it over, he didn't do it.

"What are you talking about? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to approach him directly like this?"

While he was struggling with this, Han Zu, who was not far away, finished buying snacks and left in one direction. However, his huge size was very conspicuous, so it was easy to find Han Zu's location.

For some reason, Dai Lin followed him as if possessed.

Following Han Zu out of the city and onto the road to the suburbs, Han Zu occasionally stopped to light a cigar and continued walking. Cigars were no different from ordinary cigarettes for Han Zu now. Even if Han Zu had an epic lung-burning cigar, he would not feel any discomfort at all.

Dai Lin behind him was like a little stalker, hiding and following Han Zu all the way. She herself didn't know why she did this. It was probably because of her strong curiosity.

I followed Han Zu all the way to his warehouse. Han Zu opened the door and put the things on the cabinet at the door, but he did not go in. Han Zu stood in the empty space in front of the warehouse, which was originally a parking lot, for a while, stretched his muscles and bones, and stretched his waist.

Dai Lin seemed to be blinded by the temptation. He found a blind spot in Han Zu's vision and quietly slipped into the warehouse through the open door. In order to avoid being discovered, he took off his shoes and held them in his hands.

"Wait, why would I sneak into the tyrant's house? Isn't this trespassing?"

Dai Lin, who was standing at the entrance, holding his shoes like a thief, suddenly reacted and wanted to leave Han Zu's warehouse.

“Boom…Boom…Boom…”

"It happened!"

Heavy footsteps came from outside the door, shaking the ground. Han Zu came back.

"What should I do? What should I do?!"

Dai Lin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Running away was definitely not an option, as he bumped into Han Zu in the face. It seemed that he had no choice but to hide for now.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with thick carpet, so Dai Lin would not make any noise even if she ran on it. She quickly ran into the living room and hurriedly looked for a place to hide. There was no gap under the sofa, so she could not hide there. The space under the TV cabinet was very shallow, so she could be seen as long as she sat on the sofa.

The huge game room next to it could be used for hiding, but as a player of Infinite City, Han Zu would definitely use the game room, so this option was also rejected. It seemed that there was no place to hide in the living room.

Next to it is the kitchen, with some washed dishes in the kitchen sink. It seems that Han Zu is someone who can cook for himself, so the kitchen is obviously not a good place to hide.

Dai Lin heard the sound of the door closing. Han Zu was about to enter the living room. Dai Lin had no choice but to continue running inside and hide in a room. It looked like it should be Han Zu's bedroom. After gently closing the bedroom door, Dai Lin breathed a sigh of relief and observed the furnishings in the room.

The furnishings in the room were very simple. There was a sturdy metal bed frame with a 5-meter by 4-meter custom-made mattress on it, covered with a plain black sheet. The sheet was long enough to cover the gaps under the bed frames on both sides. There were two pillows stacked together at the head of the bed, and a thin quilt casually piled on the bed.

There was also a large wardrobe in the room, in which hung another set of Han Zu's clothes, the one with a button missing, and nothing else.

There was an outlet strip on the bedside table, with four chargers on it charging two tablets and a headphone box for Bluetooth headphones that was tailored to Han Zu's body shape. There was also an empty line, which should be the charging cable for the mobile phone.

There is also a cigar box on the bedside table, next to it is an ashtray and the kind sold online, a giant lighter that can be used for living things, but for Han Zu it should be no different from a one-dollar lighter.