Naughty Loli in Doll

"Anyway, that's not the real you." The girl looked at Wells puzzled.

"Then do you have to fulfill the scumbag's wish?" Wells sighed, "I can't agree with you just because of this possible infringement of other people's portrait rights."

"Then isn't a scumbag's sweet dream a sweet dream?" The girl was still puzzled.

"Hehe." Wells smiled, "Stop swearing, little sister."

The girl quickly shut up.

What on earth does this woman know?I always feel that I have been scammed out of so many things by her, so I dare not speak.

The two walked up to the young man without saying a word.

At the first step into the rice field, Wells turned around and took a look.Sure enough, there was no longer a blank space behind him, but a real wheat field.

This wheat field is very real, there is no molding, and the drooping range is just right. It will flutter when there is wind, and there are bugs on some of them. I can't find any faults.

The place that has been updated and repaired for 200 years will naturally have no problems.

Wells looked at the straw hat boy not far away.

In the eyes of that straw hat boy, did they just walk through a wheat field?

If she takes a step back, it will definitely become blank again, but if the young man in front of her runs away, then it can expand infinitely.

"Dongdong, it's just in time for dinner." The young man threw away the pitchfork and greeted the girl with a smile. He couldn't help but cast a glance at Wei Ersi, but he didn't dare to put it on her body all the time: "This is the new girl." Did you come?"

Obviously, he was shy in the face of this beautiful and elegant girl.

After getting close, Wells noticed that there were crossed hemp ropes sewn on the front and back of the young man's clothes.

She has an impression of this kind of clothes. The soldiers of the Carp Kingdom 200 years ago wore this kind of clothes for the convenience of hanging magic props and bombs on the clothes.

But it turns out that this type of clothing is not easy to use in most cases. It is easy to hang on the branches when traveling through the mountains and forests, and it is convenient for the enemy to grasp during close combat, so this type of clothing was eliminated in the second year.

This incident was still the butt of jokes in most areas until 100 years ago.

Noticing that Wells was looking at his clothes, the young man smiled embarrassedly: "This clothes is actually quite convenient for carrying things, but it's easy to kill people in war, but the knight commander doesn't let us take it off..."

"Where are the children?" asked the elf girl named Dongdong.

"They're playing hopscotch in the house, do you want to see them?"

"Yeah." Nodding, Dongdong turned his head and explained to Wells: "This place is not a single person who is the master of the dream, everyone who stays here is the protagonist of the dream, and the development of things here is just like reality. But everything will develop in the direction everyone wants, for example, the cows there don’t need to be fed and won’t get sick, but he wants to be more real, so he has to feed the cows to survive.”

"Then what if the two children had a conflict and both wanted something bad to happen to the other?" Wells spoke out her dark thoughts.

"I will mediate." The young man said helplessly, "When the wishes of two people conflict, nothing will happen."

"Hey~" Wells raised her eyebrows, and looked at the young man in confusion: "It seems that you know that you are in a dream."

"I'm the only one who knows, because I don't want to forget the pain of the past." The young man clapped his hands, turned and walked towards the villa: "Come with me, it's just time for lunch. Today's lunch is very rich."

Knowing that I am in a dream but still staying here?Is it because of this special dream?

Wells glanced at Dongdong who was following her, and then followed her.

Not at all afraid that this is what the opponent's territory looks like.

"I'm ashamed to say it. I was actually a deserter before." As he walked, the straw hat boy said something that should be difficult to say.

Wells didn't respond, but listened quietly.

"My race is human. When I was about 14 years old, I was forcibly conscripted to participate in the war...Actually, I didn't have any dissatisfaction at that time. My family couldn't afford to eat. Once I joined the army, the upper management would pay me every month. My family sent 100 Mira, which is enough to feed my whole family.

But I really wasn’t expected to be a soldier, and I didn’t have a single friend until I finally ran away, because the people I made friends with either died in front of me, or received news of their death…”

He gently moved away the cats and dogs who were playing on the side of the road with his feet, carefully glanced at Wells' face, and found that she didn't have any intention of contempt, then quickly turned his head away, and continued:

"Probably the battle at Mushroom Mountain, have you heard of it?"

Wells shook her head and thought for a while: "You can say Black Cliff, it is full of mushrooms that can be used as magic materials."

Depending on the age and place, the title will naturally be different.

"Uh... I don't know, we locals call it Mushroom Mountain." The young man was a little embarrassed: "On that time, we were ambushed, and we lost badly. Everyone died, and I lived alone. down."

"I smeared the blood of my comrades-in-arms on my body and pretended to be dead. In order to prevent being discovered, I even used their internal organs to cover myself... Those people didn't investigate deeply, after all, there are too many dead people."

"From then on, I didn't want to fight anymore. Anyway, I was a deserter when I went back. The motivation to support me in the war was only the little money every month. After fighting for five years, I was still a soldier... I wanted to earn money for my family. That's enough, and I'll be content with being anonymous for the rest of my life after I go back... Guess what happened?" The straw hat boy's voice sounded a little crying.

Wells had already guessed, but Wells waited for the young man to say it himself.

"My family is long gone. My parents and younger brother starved to death. I don't know who wrote to me during the war. What do you think of my picture?" the young man said with a smile. I want to cry when I smile.

When I got home, there was nothing left.The friends who said in the past that they would go back to farm together, all died.The only motivation to fight is gone.

He no longer knew anyone, and there was nothing left.There is only confusion in his heart, what to do next, where to go, and how to live, he has no direction or motivation.

He can't complain to the children, and it's meaningless to talk to the NPCs in this world. It's hard for someone to come again, so he must talk about it.

"..." Dongdong raised his hand.

"I'm fine, don't wipe my memory." The young man waved his hand quickly.

"I can make you unaware that this is a dream, and then 'resurrect' your family..." Dongdong whispered.

The lad shook his head.

So, if you know it's a dream, then you can't sit still and enjoy it, why keep yourself awake?Since you have to be sober, why stay here?

Wells couldn't understand these things.

Pushing the door open, you can see that the interior decoration of this house is very original, the sofa style and pattern are very retro, and there are magic candle lamps on the table and wall, which is something that cannot be seen in modern times.

Scattered on the ground were chess pieces that Weiers had only seen when she was a child...

All kinds of old things made Weiers stunned, and a feeling of nostalgia grew in her heart.

However, there is no TV, no electric lights, and all kinds of necessities for modern life. If Wells is allowed to live here, she is absolutely unwilling.

There are children everywhere here, and their ages are about seven to 12 years old according to the ratio of human beings, and there are only about a dozen of them.Some read books honestly, some chased and played, some played clay figurines, and some played hide-and-seek, hiding in the cabinet and throwing all their clothes on the ground.

Noisy.

"Aren't you playing hopscotch? Why are you demolishing the house?" The young man shouted angrily at the children running around.

Although he looked very angry, the children were not afraid at all, and ran up the stairs laughing.

"Forget it, I just fetched some water, you go and ask your parents to wash their hands and prepare to eat. There are guests today, this big sister is from the city, don't let her see you eat with dirty paws .”

Hearing the city people, the children fell silent for a moment.

They glanced at Wells cautiously, and ran out while whispering.

Wells could clearly hear what they were talking about, probably people in the city were just different, they were so beautiful, they wore strange clothes, they had a bug on their head, and so on.

"..." Weiersi took down the praying mantis with a finger-long jump that jumped onto her head at some point with a blank face, crushed it to death with her bare hands, and threw it away.

Seeing this situation, these children looked at Wells with a lot of respect. It seems that Wells has initially established prestige in their hearts...

After everyone else walked out, a boy who walked at the back hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked Wells, "Is the war outside over?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned, and the rest of the children looked at Wei Ersi expectantly.

"Well, it's over, don't you know?" Wells smiled and nodded.

"I don't know, we've lived here for a long time." The other child shook his head: "I remember Brother Leo brought us here, saying that this town would not be affected by the war... Anyway, Mom and Dad are here, I just followed."

The children who suffered in the war must have their parents who are also fake people created by this world.

"No, no, you misremembered, it was Gurotman who brought us here!" A younger child retorted in a crisp childish voice.

Gurotman, this Wells knew, she often saw this name from fairy tale books when she was a child, it belonged to a virtual hero like Bumpman, and she missed it.

"Really, that may be my memory is wrong."

It seems that this dream gives the children a different experience of how they came here.

"It's very good here. I can see it in an instant after I come here."

"Brother Leo is a good man, he bought us a lot of toys to play with."

The toys of that era were rag dolls and wooden figurines.

"Is there no war in the city? Brother Leo, can you go to the city to see it tomorrow?"

"Let my cattle pull the cart for you? Discuss with your parents." The straw hat boy didn't refuse.

Anyway, after these children go back to their parents, their parents will 100% agree to their wishes.

"There are a lot of interesting things in the city now." Wells raised her face: "There are delicious food you have never seen before, and there are many beautiful little toys... There is also a flat box with small toys inside. People will show you a play..."

"I want to see flat boxes!" Immediately, some children were aroused by her.

"You promised me not to do unnecessary things!" Dongdong stamped her feet unhappily.

But none of the children went to see her, and it seemed that these children could not see her at all.

"Is this superfluous?" Wells blinked.

"They can see their parents here, they can eat delicious food forever, they don't have to worry about the future, and they are always carefree as children. Are these realities?" Dongdong expressionless said.

"..."

Wells fell silent.

End of this chapter

In the villa, dozens of people gathered around a big table, facing the countless food on the table.

It is said that the number is endless, but in fact, everyone has the same dishes in front of them, and they eat their own.

Dozens of people share a table, even Wells has never experienced this kind of thing, because people crowded together noisy and messy will lose the unique sense of elegance of the nobles, and it will be very difficult to talk to each other. Difficult, so if there are too many people, it is generally replaced by a reception or dance.

The kind of meal that serves the purpose of communication.

There are too many "NPCs" among the people at the table in front of them.

Of course, Wells couldn't tell which was an NPC and which was a real person, after all, there were many children among the NPCs.

These NPCs are very vivid. If she hadn't known the truth beforehand, Wells probably wouldn't have doubted their truth.

Under Leo's command, everyone held hands with each other and looked at her.