HCB Chapter 291 The King of Garbage
Chapter 291 The King of Garbage
Chapter 291 The King of Garbage
Chapter 291 The King of Garbage
When Xing opened his eyes again, he suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart. Yue Buqun, who seemed to have achieved a great feat of magic, just closed his eyes and opened them again. Suddenly he found that he was holding a knife in his left hand and holding the evil-fighting sword manual in his right hand. He was reborn into his own world. That night in front of the palace.
The memory of just now was still very clear. She was taken to the Dreamland Selling Shop by Sangbo and was about to experience the so-called adult world. However, she just put her forehead on the dream bubble and fell asleep the next second.
Xing stood up holding on to the bed and slowly walked around the clinic. The white sheets were neatly arranged, as if no one had ever been lying on them, not even a trace of body temperature was left.
"The clinic in the lower area of Belloberg..." Xing's slender fingers gently swept across the cabinets filled with medicines. There was no trace of dust on the surface of the medicine cabinets, and the medicines inside were neatly labeled and arranged.
She heard from Natasha that the lower areas of Belloberg were gradually being renovated and excavated, and the towns that had been swallowed up by the rift were being recovered from the bubble of history.
Although the clinic in the lower district has been abandoned, it is still one of the locations of Beloberg Health Center in the lower district.
For example, students who are about to graduate from medical school may go to clinics in lower-class areas for three cycles of internships to provide safety protection for those workers who are on the front line of construction excavations.
She thought that even if there were no patients in the lower area, it wouldn't be empty, right?
If this was Sambo's dream, then she really felt that there should be sister Natasha in a white coat standing in the clinic responsible for guiding her new player.
Just like Celia in Dungeon Fighter, put aside the plot of the dream first. If you don't make the NPC characters attractive, how can you satisfy the player's XP and interests? Is it possible to generate electricity through love?
"Where are the people? Where have all the people gone?"
"This is a surprise, we will reveal it later, but you have to understand - in dreams, everything is possible." Sambo's voice came from Xing's ear.
Xing Xin said, aren’t you farting? I've been dreaming, can't I still do whatever I want?
Xing was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, put the kettle on the table, took a final look at the clinic, opened the door and stepped out.
She felt that staying in the clinic was just killing time. Before she entered the dreamland, she remembered that Liuying had also touched the dream bubble. Logically speaking, Liuying should be lying next to her when she opened her eyes, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Based on her many years of experience in playing open worlds, Liuying might have been transported to other places. I don’t know if it’s dangerous or not, but she should be confused.
Just like Li Bai woke up and found himself sitting on a plane, he might say with emotion:
"Tall buildings rise into the clouds, thousands of miles are as flat as a stone, the sky is endless blue, the vastness makes the eyes sick, the sky travels for a long time, and there are many thoughts in the world. How does Li Bai feel when he takes a plane?"
Okay, in fact, Li Bai probably didn't have time to write poetry, so he might have just blurted out a "fuck" sentence.
The door of the clinic was pushed open, and the constant dim light came towards him. The moment his eyes touched the scenery outside the clinic, Xing was stunned for a few seconds, staring straight at the man standing in the center of the trash can with his eyes open. woman.
It is true that I am standing in the middle of the trash can, or in other words, there is almost a world of trash cans outside the clinic. Everywhere I look, there are rickety trash cans, as if they are alive.
She felt that the moment she opened the door and walked out, all the trash cans seemed to have turned their attention, as if they were all asking each other why the monkey was still wearing clothes.
"You're finally here..." The woman standing in the middle of the trash can clasped her hands together. For a moment, it seemed as if the sun was shining down obliquely, and her face was covered with cheap holy light special effects.
"Nice to meet you, the person who is deeply immersed in dreams..." Shatana slowly opened her eyes, the deep emotion in her pupils was like peach blossom pool water, "My name is Shatana - I want to negotiate a condition with you. "
"Shatana? What's your relationship with Natasha?" Xing was stunned for a moment.
"Natasha...who is it? We must have never met." Shatana shook her head slowly and said warmly, "Have you...ever heard of Tatalov, the King of Garbage?"
"This line seems familiar to you... What is the King of Garbage... Is Sai Xiaoxi his father?"
“He is our King and the Shepherd of all the waste of this world.”
"He stands on the throne, upholding the barrel of humility and subduing the barrel of violence; He is the foundation of Beloberg's walls, firming the lid of our barrels and upholding the barrels of our barrels..."
"However, when something outside the sky came here with the cold wave, his eyes were blinded." Shantana sighed, "He no longer listened to the cry, causing the bucket of poverty to be bullied and the bucket of loyalty to be shamed. …”
"Now, it's time. We can't stand the humiliation and vow to raise the banner of Heavenly Fire to make the King of Garbage correct his evil ways..."
"But we are no match for the evil king. He spreads vicious rumors and divides the buckets, so that our garbage bags can no longer sense each other..."
"...I ask you to restore peace to the garbage bags here and connect the barrels again." Shantana requested in a low voice, "In this way, we can launch a counterattack against the false king."
Xing hesitated for a while and then said cautiously: "Then the position of the new king belongs to me?"
"Of course, you only need to complete one thing, help the trash cans get rid of their troubles and obtain three certificates of trust."
"In this way, you can become the new king and lead us to fight against the false king." Shatana nodded, "Go, you who are deep in dreams...your mission is calling you."
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An hour later, Xing stood outside the clinic door, looking down at the three certificates of trust in his hand, and suddenly felt like a ghost.
In reality, he was running around like a mule, but in Pinoconi's dream, he and Jiang Fan were still running around, their feet never touching the ground.
But in the dream world of Pinoconi, I actually have to keep busy in order to be the king of garbage. This is nothing...
"Well, it seems that you have completed the contract..." Shatana tilted her head and looked at Xing, "This... you have gathered all the proof of trust. This determination cannot be underestimated..."
Xing really didn't know how she was possessed by the evil spirit, and she tried her best to gather proof of trust. But what could Xing say to tell her that she was a collector? Do you think you are used to being a mule?
"...This day has finally come, so let's go - I will escort you to the Pillar of Creation of the Throne to witness the future of our family..." Shatana stared into Xing's eyes, "I wish you success."
Staring at Shatana's back, Xing's mood was inexplicably complicated. He had a vague dream, a rather stupid plot, and a bloody character setting. He was just running around like a mule, but he actually directly challenged the final challenge. BOSS.
The location of the Pillar of Creation is not far from the lower area. Although the entire Belloberg is empty, fortunately, the lifting cable car and the street tram are running normally.
Otherwise, Xing felt that he needed to use his rights as the new King of Garbage in advance and let the trash cans carry him over. As the name suggests, it was to save his physical strength and restore his condition. Otherwise, why would he defeat that Tata Kai?
The vigorous development projects around the Pillar of Creation were actually abandoned in the dream, replaced by corpses in trash cans on the ground. Xing didn't know whether it was appropriate to call them corpses, but she felt that this place was tragic enough.
Xing raised his head and looked at the Pillar of Creation that stretched across the sky and the earth, but found that there was no shadow of a trash can, but there was a lonely dark blue hair fluttering in the wind.
"Didn't they say that the King of Garbage is waiting for me here?" Xing looked at Sangbo from a distance and asked suspiciously, "Have you been promoted?"
"How is it possible? My old Sambo still likes merchants to trade." Sambo sighed, "Oh, what a pity. I still want to see how you deal with the King of Garbage..."
"No need to look, one punch will kill you."
"What a pity, what a pity! Such a profound dream came to an abrupt end because of Miss Liuying's action..." Sang Bo sighed and shook his head.
"...I was still looking forward to what kind of expression you would show when you discovered the truth."
"Is there any metaphor for this bloody weird dream?"
"Metaphor? No, it should be revelation..."
"Aren't you looking for the truth about dreams?" Sambo smiled and shook his head, "Don't be fooled by the beautiful scenery, my dear, a comfortable environment creates blind people."
"Don't you think this dream bubble is very similar to today's Pinoconi, huh?" Sambo looked at Xing's blank expression and continued to speak softly, but his speed was getting faster and faster.
"A group of people with ulterior motives were crowded on a small stage. No one wanted to be exposed to the spotlight, so they pushed the poor little gray hair to the front of the stage..."
"The dream is not your bathtub, but the unpredictable deep sea. If you want me to be more clear - don't be fooled by the alluring fluorescence. If you fall into the hands of that kind of guy... I will be very Very disappointed.”
"You...I seem to have heard this somewhere..." Xing felt increasingly confused.
"Do you think the little girl is still here?" Sang Bo pointed behind her.
"When I open my eyes, Liuying is no longer there..."
"No, no, no, she has been here all along. She keeps saying that she is a native of Pinoconi, but she doesn't know anything about the insider's ways. She is quite capable of petty theft. Who is she? My dear, just you Never doubted her for a moment?"
"Listen to my advice. If you have any questions, go confront that girl. Don't let her run away with her tail between her legs, haha."
"Man...don't let me down." Sambo patted Xing's shoulder, his body becoming blurry and blurry, like a bubble about to explode.
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