Chapter 185: Two gatherings in one day
Walking out of the room, walking on the street, walking among the crowd, looking at the busy pedestrians and the bustling crowds, he had a lot of thoughts, his mind was confused and aimless.
He reflected on this incident over and over again. Although he was very reluctant, he had to admit the fact that a large part of the reason for this failure was because of himself.
Because he is conceited, because he has the deepest personal heroism in his heart, and because he believes too much in his own personal strength. Others act in groups, but I act alone. I know clearly that this game is a team game, but I still make such mistakes.
Today's calamity happened because he had already laid the root of the disaster. At this point in his mind, he suddenly longed for some power.
Although in the game, they have the Chaowei Feng gang, family, and alliance, Westbrook's mind is on business, Xiaochao is trapped in officialdom, and Little Naughty and others also have their own choices, and they cannot always follow him.
So for him, what he lacks are followers who are truly devoted and follow his lead at all times. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart that he must cultivate a team of his own, powerful and mysterious.
At this time, he suddenly thought of the Dream Controller, because the Dream Controller had told him this idea a long time ago. But the status of the Dream Controller was much superior to him, and there were already a lot of followers around him. And his strength is still very weak. If he wants to achieve such a thing, he still needs to plan carefully.
"As soon as it comes, let it be. The one who controls the dream is the one who controls the dream. He is the one who controls the dream. He believes that he can do things that others can do."
As he was walking and thinking, he suddenly came to Westbrook's shop. It happened to be afternoon. Although the shop was open, there was no business yet.
When he arrived on the third floor, Westbrook was already making tea and seemed to have been waiting for his arrival.
"Sit down and drink tea."
"Well, good tea, the fragrance is fragrant and leaves a pleasant taste in your mouth."
"That's right, this is tea that I have treasured for a long time. Not everyone has this blessing."
"So, I am also a lucky person."
"certainly."
"How did you know I was coming here?"
"Xiaotian and the others told me when you went out."
"The world is so big, I might not come here."
"You rarely go out, how many other places can you go?"
"Hey, it's true."
"Here, stretch out your left hand and I'll show you your palm."
"Do you still understand this?" Feng was doubtful and stretched out his left hand, wanting to see what trick Westbrook was playing.
"Eh, eh." Wei Shao raised his brows: "It's incredible, it's incredible, you actually cut off your palm. This is the sign of power and wealth. This means that you must be a rich and noble person."
"Let's take a look at your lifeline first. This line is long, slender, deep, and light red. You have to live at least 99 years."
"Let's look at the wisdom line again..."
.......
Feng did not interrupt Westbrook's words, but looked at Westbrook's nagging and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"If you have a clear career line, you will turn bad things into good luck, everything will be smooth sailing, and your development will be smooth."
"Compared to your career line, your emotional line is a bit messy and seems a bit wrong."
...
"What, you're a single guy, you're a bad guy. I think you're a stickman." At some point, Xiao Chao also came to the third floor. When he heard Westbrook's words, the voice came first before anyone arrived.
"Xiao Chao, why are you here?" Feng asked
"I heard that there is good tea to drink here, so of course I want to try it."
"Drink." Westbrook
"It's really a good tea, with a refreshing fragrance that lingers in your mouth."
"They are indeed brothers, they all say the same thing."
"necessary."
...
In the game, the dream controller came to the edge of the cliff and kept looking at the cliff where Feng jumped.
"Congratulations, the sword demon has fallen, and the gun god is truly the best in the world."
"Bai Longying, you still have the mood to say such sarcastic words in front of me."
"Brother Meng, I have helped you a lot, you should thank me."
"Stop your arrogant attitude. Do you know why I haven't attacked you now?"
"Is it because of the poison master next to me?"
"Haha, you think too highly of that poison master. Since there is a poison master in a neutral place, isn't there a medicine master?"
"Please ask Brother Meng to clarify your doubts?"
"Although the sword demon has fallen off the cliff here and his strength will be greatly reduced, he has always been a fighting genius. You have completely offended him today."
"Actually, my original intention was just to catch him. I never thought about killing him."
"It's better to talk to ghosts about these nonsense of yours. I'll just wait and see what kind of revenge you will get, hahahahahaha." The dream controller walked away from the cliff.
The laughter was both sad and happy, echoing in the Demon-Conquering Valley, making people shudder.
...
Next to the coffee table on the third floor
Xiaochao: "Are you dead or not?"
Feng: "I don't know. The screen is always black and the game character is in a coma. He is probably not far from death."
Xiaochao: "Hey, what should we do from now on?"
Westbrook: "Cold salad."
Xiaochao: "As expected of a restaurant owner, I can't say anything without eating."
Feng: "Okay, no kidding, no matter what the final outcome is of this cliff jumping, the previous sword demon is completely dead, so we should plan the next step carefully."
Westbrook: "Learn from the past and learn from the future. It doesn't matter even if the force is no longer top-notch in the future. After all, the most important thing in the game is the team. This time I walked around the neutral ground and found that there are many more elements added to the game. The force It’s just one of the factors that determines the player’s combat effectiveness.”
Xiao Chao: "The Neutral Land is indeed a good place, but unfortunately I am too busy with worldly things to have the chance to go there. But Brother Feng, you just said you wanted to cut off the past, so I have an excellent idea."
Feng: "I would like to hear the details."
Xiaochao: "Broadcast a grand funeral live."
Westbrook: "This is a really good idea."
Feng: "Funeral, yes, yes, bury the past, bury memories..."
...
At night, Feng logged into the game again. The game screen was still dark and the game character was still in a coma.
He didn't know whether he was happy or sad about this, but as the saying goes: "If there is no news, it is good news." He put on sportswear and went out, preparing to use jogging to relieve his uneasiness.
Today he was very, very confused, not only because of the incident of jumping off the cliff today, but also because of his future career and his personal emotions.
Just as the junior sister said, if the hero and heroine are destined to be the protagonists, why drag out the plot and not confess directly? Are both parties dumb?
Since he likes Zhenzhen, he should be brave enough to say it. If Zhenzhen also likes him, it would be a good idea to be happy with him; if he doesn't like him, he can also put an end to a major event in his heart in advance.
Breathing rapidly and sweating profusely, after thinking about it, he finally made up his mind.
So he took out his cell phone, checked that the time was almost half past ten, and then dialed Westbrook's number.
More than ten minutes later, he came to the third floor of the store again. The originally arranged place was where Westbrook lived, but it was not very convenient because Westbrook "hides his beauty in a golden house".
"It's so late. What's the matter? We still need to interview?" Westbrook was very puzzled. He had just finished busy with the store. He had just returned home and received a call before he took a shower. From the tone, it was very important.
Feng picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank it all in one gulp, then said resolutely: "If I start pursuing Zhenzhen from now on, what are the chances of winning?"
His words were so shocking that Westbrook was stunned on the spot for a moment. After a while, Westbrook asked: "Is the Zhenzhen you are talking about my sister?"
Feng: "Who else could it be besides her?"
Westbrook: "Okay, let me take a moment first."
After some thought, Westbrook said: "Before I answer your question, let me tell you my story."
In fact, the story is very simple. It tells that Westbrook also had a fiancée before. The two parties are well matched and get along very well. Their parents have also met and have begun to prepare for marriage.
But at that time, Westbrook's father suddenly lost power and lost his position as the master of the family. After the other party's parents heard about this, they decisively chose to break off the engagement without leaving any room.
After Westbrook finished telling his story, he said to Feng: "After listening to this story, you think about it first. I'll go to the toilet and make a phone call."
Looking at Westbrook's leaving figure, his heart, which was already low on confidence, suddenly deflated like a balloon that had lost its air.
Compared with him, Westbrook is considered a rich and handsome man, but he also has the experience of being renounced by others. But he is a completely poor boy, and his family background is incomparable to Zhenzhen's. In this case, there is no chance of winning.
"How are you thinking?" Westbrook asked after coming back.
"I'm overthinking it myself. Just pretend I haven't said anything about today's matter." After Feng finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hey, don't go. Come and sit down. You must have misunderstood me." Westbrook stood up quickly to stop him.
Feng: "Don't you want me to retreat despite the difficulties?"
Westbrook: "I just want you to recognize the situation and then make changes."
peak:"......"
Westbrook: "Sit down, I will tell you in detail now the current situation of our family."
Then, Westbrook began to talk about it from his father's room. He talked in great detail, including the friends he made and so on.
...
Feng: "So, you really did lure the wolf into the house."
Westbrook: "Yes, and it's not just any wolf, it's a ferocious and hungry wolf."
At this moment, a voice sounded from outside the door: "What evil wolf? What wild monster are you fighting?"
Feng looked at the people who came in, his heart full of surprise, his mouth opened wide: "Xiaochao, you, you, what are you doing here?"
