Chapter 238: Game Pool

And when he opened his eyes again, it was as if Armand had traveled back in time to before the accident.

Or rather, it's not accurate to define Armand's world before the accident; it's as if he's in another parallel dimension, where everything seems to be the same as the world he was born in, but each place is different, but not by much.

There's still the Heresy Bureau, there's the game, and there's his most important brother, Georgia.

Armand was glad he'd gotten here - because here his brother was alive and well, and hadn't been seized by Mu Sicheng and tortured into madness.

Because there was no such thing as a monkey thief running a huge heretical smuggling line that was making Sector 3 miserable, something Armand had confirmed over and over again in the month since he'd woken up, but each confirmation made him more excited.

Armand let out a long, relieved breath, but as if he was running away from something, there was a strange, lingering sense of emptiness inside.

There was peace within his walls again, and this time there was no one to disturb his peace.

Armand doesn't understand why he's in this world after his death, or whether it's a real world, or a perfect illusion used to compel the undead to stay in the hell after death?

Armand touched his throat, which had originally been gutted by Mu Sicheng, and felt as if he had been favored by a non-existent god, allowing him to reset his [Life] game and have the chance to play a more perfect [Future Line].

But is such a [future], not knowing whether it is real or unreal, really the future for him?

If even death loses its value, and everything can be [Read File] started over, his mistakes and sins cleansed, what exactly is the point of his existence?

Armand doesn't know the answer either, he's too young.

Young people are bad at thinking about life, especially young people like Armand who have spent most of their short twenty years of life working against a thief.

But in a time and place where "thieves" don't exist, everything seems so absurd.

Armand suddenly felt that the world was like what that bad guy had contemptuously commented - [It's just a game, what's the big deal.]

Armand could never understand why Mu Sicheng always divorced himself from the real world like that, scrutinizing everyone from above and treating everything like a toy.

After the wanton play, it was plainly the fellow himself who had done the mischief, but then, quite alone, he lay on the moor looking at the sky, and said to him, said Armand, it is no fun to play the game without friends.

I don't want to go on, Mu Sicheng said very softly, covering his eyes with his elbow, and for a moment Armand felt as if he were about to burst into tears.

He was the one who chose the game, he was the one who wouldn't stop playing, and in the end, he seemed to be the one who was most upset.

Armand took a deep breath to draw back his thoughts, no matter what kind of world or game this was, he knew the only thing he could do now was protect Georgia.

He could never let Georgia go through those terrible things again.

Armand brushed back his half-length hair that fell to his shoulders, and pinned the small winged insignia symbolizing the Golden Dawn guild behind one ear - or Georgia would see it and say he was scatterbrained.

Armand doesn't like to wear his hair up like his brother, he thinks it's too tight, he prefers to wear it loose, so Georgia makes sure he keeps it up.

He's going to train in the play pool - it's the only thing he can do at the moment.

Georgia has forbidden him to play in the small TV area, saying that it's not safe to play there without being able to quit at any time, so Armand hasn't been to the small TV area since his awakening and doesn't know what's going on there.

Armand's knowledge of the game is very limited, and he spends most of his waking hours down in the pool with the others.

If he hadn't secretly signed up for the Golden Dawn Guild's battle team behind Georgia's back a while back, Georgia would have more than likely been prepared to let him live like this for the rest of his life-Georgia had always been like that, and would have put him in the safest place possible.

But Armand had already signed up, and his abilities were pretty good for Golden Dawn, after all, he was a co-captain in the first place.

Georgia had to put him on the official team even if he was pissed - even if Armand was his brother, he couldn't go against guild rules and kick out a player who had already signed up.

But while Georgia has done so, it's clear that she's not ready to reconcile with Armand, and the two are still in a cold war.

So when Armand walked out of his dorm and saw Georgia standing in front of his door, he visibly froze.

"Armand, I dreamed about you." Georgia seemed to be remembering the dream that hadn't been very pleasant for him, "I don't remember exactly, I dreamed that you died with a man to protect me."

Armand's hands clenched violently, and he bowed his head, pursing his lips without a word.

Seeing him like this, Georgia reached up and patted Armand's head along his long hair, stroking the side of Armand's eye with her thumb, "--Sometimes I wish you'd never grow up."

"But you did grow." Georgia's gaze falls to Armand's shoulder where a butterfly with gently flapping wings rests, "Your skill has changed from a bow and arrow like mine to a butterfly, which represents a shift in the core of your desires, but every time I've asked you about it, you've always refused to tell me why."

"Ever since I was a little girl I could guess what you were thinking, even dreams we could dream the same, and you always prided yourself on our telepathic connection."

"But now, even if I seem to see your dreams, I'm not sure what you're thinking, you've got secrets, Armand."

Armand opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end it didn't come out.

Georgia looked at the well-behaved, beautiful butterfly and lowered her eyes, "I may not be able to keep you trapped in a safe place any longer."

"Butterflies have no way of surviving in places that are too narrow."

Armand looked up in consternation.

Georgia looked at him levelly, "Today the team is going to patrol the small TV area to show off this year's team to the players who support us, so if you're sure you want to play in the league, take it seriously and pack yourself up and come over."

With that, Georgia turned and walked away, leaving a dumbfounded Armand to stroke his Georgia-ruffled hair and smile with reddened eyes.

"Yes Captain!" Armand replied loudly.

The butterfly on his shoulder flapped gently.

Small TV area.

Bai Liu's group in the middle of training leaned against the side of the central hall to rest, because Tang Er fought, no one dared to come up and disturb them, everyone looked at these five madmen who had swiped thirteen games in two days in fear.

Bai Liu squints and pulls his sweaty hair back with his fingers, Mu Sicheng sits next to him with his head down, panting.

Tang Er beat his chest and reprimanded these two, "You can't hold out after three games, didn't you hold out for ten games yesterday?"

"It's precisely because of yesterday's continuous support of ten games that my body is starting to ache today." Bai Liu argued in a serious manner, "The intensity is too much Captain Tang, my kind of sitting in the office can't hold up too well."

Mu Sicheng let out a breath of hot air, "I'll be able to keep going, but the other two who didn't call for a stop shouldn't be able to hold out much longer."

Tang Er was stunned and turned his head to look at Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke, whose faces were pale and unable to catch their breath - he had subconsciously demanded this group of people by the standards of the future, and did not realize that Mu Ke and Liu Jiayi, who were slightly weaker, would not be able to hold up to the intensity of this kind of training.

But these two people are strong character, has not shouted to stop, grit your teeth to support.

Mu Sicheng said, "The games you picked are all speed-attack monster-based games that don't require decryption at all, and some of them you've cleared, so of course you're playing fast, but we're struggling to keep up."

"Combine work and rest a bit, Captain Tang." Bai Liu said with a smile.

Tang Er paused and loosened up, "Rest for half a dimensional hour."

Bai Liu said and turned to Liu Jiayi : "Are you getting up to the league registration line in terms of number of matches?"

Liu Jiayi tapped the system panel to confirm and replied to Bai Liu: "Yes, two more times."

"If you sign up for the league in our guild's name, you're considered to have officially quit the King's Guild, right?" Bai Liu asked.

Liu Jiayi was quiet for a moment, "Yes."

Bai Liu looks at her, "No regrets?"

Liu Jiayi couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Did you give me a chance to regret it? To come and ask at this time, horse hindsight."

"That's not true." Bai Liu admitted shamelessly, and he asked with a smile, "Then have you ever regretted it?"

"Yes." Liu Jiayi admitted without hesitation, but she paused for a moment, pinched her fingertips down, and said in a small voice, "...... But well, you said outside the Heretic Authority that you wouldn't use Heart's method, and at that point, it made me slightly less regrettable ......"

Before her words fell, a clamor came from the front, and the crowd suddenly gathered in one direction.

Bai Liu and his group stood up and backed up, Tang Er played the highest and had a higher line of sight than the crowd, he looked far away and said with a frown, "A guild's battle team has come out to patrol."

"Such a big show, which guild is it?" Mu Sicheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "The top three, right?"

Tang Er hit turned his head to Bai Liu and said in a deep voice, "Golden Dawn."

Bai Liu raised the end of his eyebrows as well, as he glanced sideways at the Golden Dawn Warriors who were leaning over towards the center hall.

Golden Dawn came out to make their rounds bringing a number of members with them, who orderly separated the spectators who had come to watch, isolating them for a distance so that the team could walk right in the center of the line and be clearly seen by all.

Among the spectators who came to watch were many Golden Dawn fans, or players who wanted to place bets on Golden Dawn, who greedily scrutinized this year's team, and couldn't help but erupt into an even higher cheer when they saw two almost identical faces walking back and forth at the forefront of the team in a blaze of glory.

"...... Who is this new player? Georgia's brother?!"

"Twin combinations! There's something to be said for the twosome this year!"

"Golden Dawn is covering up enough, just releasing it now, is it a killer or something, what are the skills?"

"Gee, this face, it's going to cause a frenzy in the arena, right? It's not like Georgia got a free pass with her face again, right?"

......

The sound of the players' discussion grew louder and louder, sucking away all the attention that was originally focused on Bai Liu and the others.

There were also quite a few players who were originally unhappy with Bai Liu and the others, but didn't dare to say anything. Golden Dawn's arrival was like a big backstage for them at once, and from time to time they swept Bai Liu and the others with contemptuous gazes, and their mouths grunted in a conspiratorial manner:

"This is the regular battle team, just some people ah ...... and the big guild's battle team still can't compare."

"Look at people's rookie players, tbh."

Of course these players still don't dare to directly taunt Bai Liu and the others, because Tang Er is standing right next to them, and he is tired of living to offend this person.

Bai Liu turned a deaf ear to these words, he was just taunted all the way through and didn't care much about this, but this could explode Mu Sicheng, who had been suppressed by Tang Er in the past few days for training and criticizing and already had a lot of anger, and now these people jumped on his head.

Mu Sicheng looked grim as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to grab these pushy players and space him out to beat them up as well!

These players saw Mu Sicheng walked over, also did not expect such a team member to participate in how mixed up, and will be with them these ordinary players, was Mu Sicheng grabbed scared almost cried out, or Bai Liu intervened, Mu Sicheng to relieve the anger before letting go of these non-stop begging for mercy of the players.

After the player ran away, Mu Sicheng was still upset.

He and Bai Liu were now standing in the inner circle of the players who were welcoming the Golden Dawn team, and as soon as they turned around, they could see the Golden Dawn team that these players were using to pull the stomp on him. Mu Sicheng looked over in disbelief, ready to see who that newcomer was who was being blown up by this group of idiots.

Bai Liu and Tang Er hit them and also stood in the inner circle.

Slowly marching over to the front of the line walked a waist high brown ponytail, brown eyes, looks extremely eye-catching man, ponytail on both sides don't have two shiny gold wings badge, wearing extremely well-groomed silver-white ceremonial uniforms, outlined gold line boots, a glance, there is a kind of overriding inviolable nobility.

Immediately behind Georgia on the right side of the field is a player who looks almost ten percent like him.

He appeared to be slightly shorter than the lead Georgia, his eyes were a deeper shade of brown, his shoulder length hair was pinned to the back of his head on one side by a golden winged crest, revealing a softer side profile, and a butterfly that seemed to move motionlessly as if for decoration rested on his right shoulder.

At this moment, he was walking forward without a glance, not a trace of emotion on his face, obviously looking very young, but with a sense of majesty that had led the team for a long time.

It really does look like the big kook and the little kook.

Mu Sicheng looked at Armand, who was slowly approaching towards him, and narrowed his eyes wistfully, resting his eyes on the winged insignia behind Armand's ear.

Mu Sicheng's right hand moved its fingers in an itchy manner, slowly undergoing a change of form from a human hand to a monkey's paw-

--He hadn't stolen anything in a long time.

The moment Armand brushed past Mu Sicheng's face, the butterfly on his right shoulder suddenly flapped its wings a few times, and at that very moment, Mu Sicheng did not hesitate to stretch out his monkey's paw and probe behind Armand's ear.

Armand turned his head with great agility to avoid it, but the otherwise unsecured badge was maliciously picked off by the quick-eyed Mu Sicheng with his fingernails.

His long brown hair was spread out, and Armand half covered the bottom half of his face in the process of turning his head, revealing only a pair of startled dark brown eyes.

The shiny badge fell to the ground with a crisp "ding".

Mu Sicheng bent down and hooked Armand's badge with his monkey paw, idly twirling it twice on his fingernail as he looked up at Armand with a harshly hooked smile, "Is this the alertness of Golden Dawn's ace rookie? See."

Armand's pupils crinkled involuntarily as Mu Sicheng's provocative face was clearly visible in the reflection of his dark eyes.

The butterfly on his shoulder began to flap its wings rapidly, and a gust of wind from nowhere swept in, blowing wildly between Mu Sicheng and Armand, blowing Mu Sicheng to the point that he couldn't help but cover his face and back away, blowing the onlookers on both sides of him to the point that they took off in terror, and also messing up Armand's long, freshly tousled hair.

Standing in the eye of the wind, Armand calmly retrieved his badge from Mu Sicheng, who had been blown to the ground, pinned it back on the back of his head, and turned away without looking back against the windswept background.

The hurricane is back.