Quadruple split

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Game time PM19:34

Freedom City, Fire Moth District, Liaoyuan Trail

“Very good and creative.”

Standing up straight with an expressionless face, the [Aramis] who used to be this world's [Aramis] has now turned back into the [Typing Warrior] who was unpredictable, wise but seemingly foolish, the best among men, famous all over the world, worthy of praise, highly respected, good at planning, popular, plain-looking, shameless, insidious, evil, idle, ambitious, fickle, centrally air-conditioned, hated by everyone, shameless, unjust, and mischievous. He sighed, looked down at the trash can where he was, and looked around at the passers-by who didn't show any surprise because 'someone suddenly popped out of the trash can', and sighed deeply.

I have to say that although the City of Freedom has many unreasonable rules, it is still relatively free in a broad sense. For example, people will not look at those unlucky people who can only sleep in trash cans with tinted glasses. After all, it is not easy to survive in such a place, and being able to ensure your own life when you are so embarrassed that you have to live in a trash can is probably much better than many idiots who will die if they make a sound.

And the typing warrior is indeed not just a three-legged cat...

He is a two-legged cat.

That's right, just like when he borrowed the name of 'Aramis' from "The Three Musketeers" before, although he used his own name this time, the typing warrior is still a cat-like half-orc, and even his hairstyle has not changed.

Well, actually the hairstyle has changed, but since players have the authority to change hairstyle, hair color and 30% of appearance, the typing warrior changed the bald head back to a slightly messy one when he rebuilt the character, with dark red highlights on a natural oriental black base color, and by the way, changed the pair of cute folded ears into pointed ears like before.

"I just want to say that this guidance mission is a bit too much."

After leaving the trash can, the typing warrior turned into a small alley and stretched his body. He muttered with a subtle expression: "It's ok that the reward is only the apprentice thief profession, but the task requirement is to 'go to the nearest sun church to worship'. Hiss, why not forget it? With my luck, I always feel that if I create a character again, I might just create a wild boar or something like that."

However, despite what he said, the typing warrior still took a step weakly, turned skillfully to another street and asked someone if there was any church of the Sun Cult nearby. It took him less than a quarter of an hour to smoothly determine his destination.

So the question is, why is the typing warrior afraid of the Sun Cult? Is it because he knows how bad his character is and is worried about being struck to death by Sugo's thunder?

The answer is of course no. In fact, the typing warrior thinks that he has a very good relationship with all the gods and Buddhas. The reason why he has no clear belief inside or outside the game is just to facilitate bargaining in times of crisis. After all, in his words, in the eyes of those respectable gods, the converted lambs are far less worthy of saving than the lambs who are still lost. After all, only when they cannot get it can they remain agitated.

Well, since it had nothing to do with divine punishment, why did he have concerns about going to the church of the Sun Cult? The answer was simple. Among all the denominations, the Sun Cult was the most swift and aggressive when facing heretics. For the same bad heretics, perhaps five out of ten priests of the Abundance Cult would choose to convert the heretics, three would choose to fight the heretics, and two would be unable to defeat the heretics, while the Sun Cult...

Among ten people, at most three will choose to convert the heretic, and including the two who cannot defeat the heretic, the other seven will definitely choose to fight the heretic.

As it happens, today's typing warriors are really heretics in a sense.

So what's the heresy about this newly created cat-man?

In a nutshell, there is a bracket after "Cat Orc" in the race column of its character panel.

In fact, the brackets after race are not uncommon. For example, Mo Tan's character 'Mo' under the lawful good personality is half-dragon (bloodline of thunder dragon). However, the brackets after the typed warrior race do have a bit of heresy in it.

"The Eternals..."

In the alley on the way to the church, the typing warrior raised his right hand and watched the hand that was not good-looking but not ugly at the time lose its vitality because of his thought. It instantly became cold and pale. He frowned and said, "I remember that Lao Wang turned directly into bones. Are there different types of 'immortals'?"

After complaining like this, the typing warrior let his hands "come back to life" and walked briskly towards the church not far away.

Although compared to normal people, he is indeed relatively more dangerous with the identity of an [Eternal] at this moment, the Sun Church is also regional. For example, the Sun Cult Inquisition located in the City of Light, that kind of ghost place where typing warriors are not enough to kill even if they have ten lives, can be regarded as a "church" in a sense; and the Sun Church in the City of Freedom is naturally more open. After all, if nothing unexpected happens, this is probably the largest gathering place for heretics in the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that if we strictly judge according to the doctrines of any "lawful" or "good" sect, then if you throw a stone in the Free City, six out of ten people who are hit will be bad people and two will be heretics.

In addition, the system will not give you a mission that will ensure you die, so the typing warrior believes that as long as he doesn't get too nervous, there is a high chance that he will not be killed by others.

And the fact is, this is also true...

Half an hour later, when the typing warrior strolled out of the church and returned to the street where the magic crystal lamps were lit, he had become an apprentice thief.

"Although I've never been to this damn place before, the Free City is still too dangerous at night."

The typing warrior squatted on the street that was still bustling but no longer crowded with people as it was during the day, and smiled leisurely: "But the good news is that because this place is so dangerous, whether I am at a high level or a beginner, the difference is not that big."

"Hey, that's what I said~"

At this moment, accompanied by a clear and crisp laughter like a silver bell, a petite girl appeared next to the typing warrior without any warning, and said cheerfully: "But I think it's better for you to take it step by step. The Free City doesn't look like a cost-effective leveling area at all."

"Of course. In terms of cost-effectiveness alone, this place is definitely the cheapest. But before we have a passionate chat about how to quickly upgrade..."

The typist warrior, who looked to be about 25 or 26 years old, nodded slightly and suggested, "There's a kindergarten opposite my house. There are many young talents from wealthy families there. Would you like me to introduce some to you?"

"Pfft, you really know how to joke, President."

YOYO covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes moving and her face blushing as she said, "But if there really is a little brother with great potential in that kindergarten, it wouldn't hurt to get to know him."

"Well, you are this."

The typing warrior gave the girl a thumbs up, then raised his eyebrows and said, "But the way you addressed me just now..."

"Master, didn't you just ask me 'whose general is this'?"

YOYO smiled sweetly, with a sly arc on the corner of her mouth: "In principle, I am not a general of anyone now. How about I be a general of your [Bath of Fire]?"

"oh?"

Not expecting the conversation to go this direction, the typing warrior frowned slightly, showing a rare look of surprise: "What's the reason?"

"As for the reasons, if we put aside those bullshit that you will surely find out to be excuses sooner or later--"

YOYO squatted on the ground in some distress, holding her chin with both hands and frowning: "Well, let me think about it..."

"good."

The typing warrior did not urge her, but squatted patiently beside the girl, and took out a small wooden stick from somewhere and used it to pick up the bugs in the grass on the roadside.

A few minutes later, YOYO finally broke the silence, turned to the typing warrior and said seriously: "Because if I don't act alone at this stage, I can only deal with special people, and even among the special people, you are the most special one."

"The most special one? Me?"

The typing warrior pointed at the tip of his nose and asked curiously: "Just... just because I'm handsome?"

"That's not the case. In fact, you really don't have much competitiveness in terms of appearance, Mr. President."

YOYO said this very tactfully to the typist warrior, who was indeed of average appearance, and although he was still good-looking, he was definitely not handsome. Then he changed the subject: "But you, as a person, are indeed very attractive in my opinion."

"Because I'm special?"

"Yes, because you are special!"

"So are you going to complain about my inner qualities or my character next?"

“Neither.”

YOYO shook her head, crossed her arms in annoyance and said, "If I must say, you are the kind of person... although you are very special in nature, so special that the standards are ridiculously high, but you are actually not special at all. You are the kind of person who can't even be compared to YOYO."

The typing warrior pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly: "He sounds like a pretty useless person."

"That's not the case. Anyway... oh, it's really hard for me to explain it clearly in words."

YOYO scratched his hair in frustration, then bit the typing warrior's shoulder hard to vent his anger, and said vaguely: "Anyway! President, please accept me. I promise to be obedient. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to touch a dog, I will never steal a chicken!"

The typing warrior smiled and asked curiously, "Have you ever seen any illegal gang that would absorb someone as suspicious as you into the organization?"

"【Bath of Fire】."

YOYO gave the answer without hesitation and looked at the typing warrior with pride.

"Okay, I admit that the threshold here is indeed a bit too low."

The typing warrior scratched his head and said helplessly: "But can you at least give me a few reasons why I can willingly agree to join you?"

"YOYO is a beautiful girl!"

"Sorry, but we already have a lot of beautiful girls."

"YOYO has many secrets! You see, I'm not an NPC, but you can't add me as a friend!"

"Is it possible that this is a deduction?"

"YOYO can help you level up!"

"No need. It's a rare trip to the legendary free city. I want to take care of myself."

"YOYO, although I have many secrets, you will probably slowly discover them as we get along. It will be a great sense of accomplishment! Especially since I act like I know you very well!"

"I can't deny that."

"Also, YOYO, I have the strength of an epic level!"

"pass."

"Huh?"

"Cadre-level treatment, enjoy guild repairs, guild logistics, official group chat privileges, special allowances, internal transaction discounts, ad-free membership of three non-toxic adult websites, 30% travel expenses for offline services, channels to request autographed photos of major celebrity professional players, including the [Chinese Style Dragon Girl Postcard] signed by the original author A Ping. However, the prices for Tokiwa's Boss Sakaki and the Four Heavenly Kings and the Ten Evils of Evil Valley are a bit higher. We have offended these two companies quite badly in the past two years."

"Well……"

"If there's no problem, let's get started."

The typing warrior rubbed his hands together and looked at the dazed YOYO with excitement: "I'll do the work, and you be my bodyguard!"

"That's... no problem?"

YOYO nodded slowly, then smiled shyly and gently tugged at the typing warrior's sleeves: "Well, since we are already a family, can I ask you a question, President?"

"I'm sorry, I've been stuck in a relationship for a long time, so..."

"President, you and Vice President Bangchui clearly recognized that the winner of the [Guilt Questioning Contest·Team Battle], 'Hei Fan', was an acquaintance you met before, why didn't you go and ask him for confirmation?"

“…”

"What's wrong? President? Did YOYO say something wrong?"

"No, I just think you do have a lot of secrets."

"Hey, right, right? So what's the answer?"

“The premise is wrong.”

"ah?"

"You said that Hei Fan was an acquaintance of mine, but in fact, they just look exactly the same, they are not the same person."

"Huh?"

"I am not a very reliable person, but I won't mistake my friends for mine."

“…”

"What's more, compared to that Hei Fan guy who can turn invisible by throwing himself into a crowd, the guy who left without saying goodbye is much more recognizable."

Chapter 2469: The End