Soon, Mruzhawa came over with a bowl of hot noodle soup.
Putting the noodles on the table, Mruzhawa bowed respectfully, then turned back and put the second bowl of noodles on the table.
Bow again and turn back.
This time, he was carrying two small ceramic plates with orange-yellow dried pickled radish on them. Two pairs of wooden chopsticks wrapped in napkins.
Finally, she said hoarsely but respectfully: "Two gentlemen, I wish you a pleasant meal."
Chen An looked at the steaming plain noodles in front of him, felt the aroma that hit his nostrils, and couldn't help but whet his appetite.
“I’ve never thought somen noodles smelled so good.”
Chen An sighed.
Brother Scar picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickled radish first, and said with a smile: "Mluzhawa's craftsmanship is great. Before she became a player, she was a maid of a wealthy family. In the area where she is, people like her are People with skin color have a humble status, and their surname almost determines the status of their descendants.
She can make a living and support her two children through her craftsmanship, so she is considered a capable person. "
Chen An nodded, he had heard a little bit about that country.
"Actually, people like this will never go hungry anywhere."
Chen An said something. When he saw Brother Scar eating a sour radish, he picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
When you enter the mouth of the orange-yellow dried sour radish, you first feel a slightly sour and salty feeling. Then, as you bite your teeth, a burst of juice spurts out. It is sweet and sour, salty and sweet and appetizing.
"Refreshing." Chen An's eyes couldn't help but light up and he praised.
"Her pickled radish and noodles are both great." Brother Scar picked up the noodles, stretched them high, blew on them, rolled the chopsticks slightly, and then put the noodles into his mouth.
The two of them ate and quickly finished most of the food.
"Huh... comfortable."
Chen An touched his belly with satisfaction and sighed: "This is the most comfortable meal I have ever had since I came to Ruandu."
"Mluzhawa's noodle shop is often visited by people from the inner city." Brother Scar said.
"Aren't other people from other cities jealous of her?" Chen An asked.
In this environment, if everyone is poor together, the best they can do is stare at each other.
But when someone gets rich, there will be more malice and resentment.
"This is exactly what makes Mruzhawa so powerful." Brother Scar smiled.
After he finished speaking, Brother Scar put a mouthful of warm noodle soup into his mouth. He put down the bowl and saw Chen An looking at him and blinking.
"What is the deal?" Chen An couldn't help but ask.
Touching the "Sealed Artifact 4-131 Emotional Pocket" in his coat's inner pocket, Chen An always felt a little uneasy.
Just when I lowered my head to eat noodles, I was stung by this thing.
Brother Scar's eyes flashed with a strange luster, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"I was just about to talk to you, Brother An."
After saying that, Brother Scar raised the chopsticks in his hand and moved them around slightly.
In the air, faint ripples rippled, spreading out like water waves spreading.
At this moment, Chen An once again found that the surroundings had become quiet.
It was very quiet, and he couldn't hear the noise from the outside world.
It was exactly the same as the dinner at Brother Scar's house.
Chen An knew that this was Brother Scar's strange ability to face the wall once again.
Then... let’s talk about something important next.
"Do you still remember that I once told you that there are seventy-two capitals and three main capitals in the dark world?" Brother Scar's deep voice sounded.
Chen An nodded: "Funong, Wenwan, Aite."
"Yes, what's the name of the church among them?" Brother Scar asked.
Chen An thought for a moment, and he still remembered these important things very clearly.
"Funong's Desolation Sect, Wenwan's Temple of Night, and Alter's Church of Order."
Brother Scar nodded, his eyes darkened under his messy seaweed-like hair.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn.
"I know Miao Luoying."
Brother Scar said in a low and hoarse voice.
Chen An couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.
Brother Scar obviously didn’t mean this by a new acquaintance.
Did he know Sister Luoying before?
Brother Scar slowly looked towards the table, with some reminiscence in his eyes.
“The last time I saw her, she was a little girl, innocent and innocent, running around the house with a pendulum.
More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I never expected that she would choose to become a player. "
Brother Scar sighed and looked at Chen An.
"Brother An, I know you have many doubts in your heart. Let me, Old Scar, speak slowly."
Chen An breathed gently and nodded.
“In the dark world, pollution sources are divided into different levels. In the first two games, the story world that players entered was only the lowest level of D-level pollution.
In the third game, there are no thoughtful monsters and no active sources of pollution. The meaning of its existence, I think, is probably the selection of the bar owner. It was a player versus player confrontation in a weird, self-generated environment. "
Brother Scar shook his head: "The third game of this type suddenly appeared thirty years ago. In the past, it was the same as the first two, except that the pollution level was C.
Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore.
In short, the third game is a dividing line, and the fourth game is for veterans to lead new players. It is the first game for veterans to go to new players, and it is a welfare game.
At the beginning of the fifth scene, we can see the truly weird and terrifying side of this world. "
Chen An worked hard to memorize these important information, although he didn't understand what this had to do with Brother Scar knowing Miao Luoying.
Miao Luoying was in Wenwan before... She once said that her father was a "B-level fear-level [dream walker]".
Wait...Dreamwalker belongs to the [Twisted Eye] path...is the fear-level name of this path.
And Miao Luoying is [Wall Facer], and [Wall Facer] is the grotesque name of [Twisted Eye].
Brother Scar once said that he was a horror-level [Prowler] following the [Twisted Eye] path.
Chen An's eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt like he understood something.
The three of them all belong to different stages of the same path...
As for Brother Scar, he just asked himself if he could remember the name of the church in the capital city.
"At the beginning of the fifth game, players can choose a story world with two pollution levels, C and B, and they do not need to completely clear the level. They only need to complete certain purification indicators to pass.
After the sixth game, A-level pollution will be unlocked. However, even players with B-level fear levels generally do not dare to go to such a terrifying place because the danger is too great.
In short, completing the dungeon of the story world is almost the best source of obtaining strange sources, media, sealed objects, and strange substances. "
Brother Scar's tone suddenly changed.
"However, there is also a way to obtain resources, and that is to become a member of the Metropolitan Church, complete the tasks assigned by the Metropolitan Church, and obtain them based on your contribution. In this case, you can get promoted even if you do not enter the story world."
Chen An's eyes lit up slightly.
"This sounds very safe." Chen An said.
Brother Scar shook his head.
"Actually, it's all the same. It's weird and scary, and the story world is dangerous. But after becoming a member of the Metropolitan Church, what you have to face is the human heart.
It's those secret organizations, those crazy people. And anyone around you may be a member of a secret organization. They are dirty people with wisdom and despicable evil believers. "
Brother Scar took a deep breath and seemed to recall many past experiences. He said lowly and hoarsely:
"People know the treacherous and terrifying, and the uncanny knows the poisonous nature of people's hearts."
