Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Dream Island.

Hotel.

Gu Qingshan walked a long time later.

In the hallway outside the room, the big fat man with the green cap was still there.

He had a pair of keyboards hanging from his chest, leaning against the wall outside the door and chewing on the apple in his hand.

“It's been so long, what kind of important guests are you meeting? ”

The fat man muttered in his heart.

He doesn't know what's going on inside.

But Gu Qingshan said very solemnly.

This man is by no means a talking man.

Well, it must be important.

The fat bastard did it again to confirm the matter and settle down.

At this point, at the end of the corridor came a beautiful woman dressed hot.

The fat bastard glanced and knocked a line on the keyboard: “Whistle —— note, this is a seductive voice. ”

His hat immediately gave a long whistle.

The woman seemed to be used to this reaction, just staring cold at the fat man.

“What are you doing standing in front of room 319?” The woman asks.

Fatty looked at the room number next to him and hurried to type: "My friend was in there, so I came out to watch. ”

The woman nodded: "I am the owner here, room 319 should be renewed. ”

Fatty snapped and touched his body.

He came from the river of death, he was summoned —— he was at war with the dead before he came, and when he summoned, he came as if he had fled. Where is the currency of the living?

He looked at the door to room 319.

The door was closed tightly and there was no sound in it.

Maybe Brother Gu is talking about a critical juncture. It would be bad to interrupt him for a little money.

I'm a fat man who can eat in both worlds. How can I be stuck with this money?

With this in mind, the fat man squeezed out a delightful smile, his hands typing quickly:

“Boss, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. ”

The woman boss coldly said: “Cut the crap, as long as you live with me, you will naturally be sheltered by me. No one dares to mess with you, but if you can't give up the room price, then get out. ”

The fat man nodded and laughed again: “Don't worry, my lord is talking about something right now, I can't bother you, so how about I send you the money later? ”

The lady boss stared at the fat man.

“Ha-ha-ha...”

There was a sudden, light-hearted laugh.

Another Guest appeared in the corridor.

This is a robot made of steel, and it looks at the fat man and laughs: "You poor man, don't come to this shop, or you'll find yourself embarrassed. ”

The fat bastard was furious and almost rushed up.

The robot touched a long gun that emitted a silver light, pointing at the dead fat man, despising: “Looking for death? ”

"I'm afraid life like you doesn't know the meaning of death," cried the fat man. “I'll take you right now--”

His eyes just turned vertical and his shoulders were immediately held by one hand.

The lady boss.

The woman boss looked into his eyes and his face had changed.

Dragon tribe.

These are the eyes of the Dragons.

Unexpectedly, a dragon was in his own hotel, working as a doorman.

So, who's the owner of this dragon?

- It's not worth it.

The lady boss shook her head and whispered: “The rule on Dream Island is not to cause trouble at the hotel. ”

The fat man looked brutally at his face and struck hard: “He pissed me off first. ”

The lady boss sighed and spoke softly: “Forget it, you can stay with me, I won't charge you - but don't get in trouble, okay? ”

The fat man stopped and typed silently: "Okay. ”

The lady boss nodded.

Even though the Dragons are cunning, what they say counts.

She disappeared.

In the hallway, there's only Fat Dead and that robot left.

“Ha, the boss always pities the poor, and that's right, I get a bullet that's more expensive than your life, lower life.” The robot shook the gun in his hand like he was showing off, "he said.

Fat bastard is not angry this time.

He put the keyboard away, took off his hat and grinned.

“I'm naturally incomparable with a rich man like you. ”

The fat man talked.

Dragon spell, up!

The robot didn't feel anything, it was just slightly stuck in the spot, and it was kind of boring.

The other party's clothes are soft. Do you want to curse yourself?

- It's not fun anymore.

“Waste carbon-based life...”

The robot tucked away his gun and walked out.

Quiet down the corridor.

Only the dead fat man stood there silently.

A while later.

Suddenly he raised his hand and spread it out in front of him, whispering: "No power of any kind today, just money. ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

In the void, suddenly countless iron and steel coins fall.

The money fell into his hands and disappeared and he put it away.

Fatty muttered: “If you curse Ben Long, Ben Long will empty your life savings...”

It's been a minute.

The last steel crystal fell off and was put into the bag by a dead fat man.

“The hard currency of the Mechanical Empire - now we have money. ”

The fat man whistled, satisfied.

Again he leaned against the wall and started eating the second apple.

Suddenly, the woman boss appeared again in the corridor.

Fatty wears a hat and pulls out the keyboard Typing:

“Boss, you're just in time, I'm not the one who stays in the store and doesn't pay. ”

He took out a purse and threw it.

The woman boss picked up the purse and threw it back.

“It's not really about the money, it's about me asking you for advice. ”

Woman Boss Road.

“Hmm? Ask for advice?” Fatty typed in confusion.

“Yes, it is said that the Dragons are the most knowledgeable race, and I have discovered a strange thing that I must rely on your insight.” The lady boss said.

“What's in it for me?” Fatty typed.

The lady boss looked at his figure and said: "Our three meals in the store are the finest in Dream Island and you can eat whatever you want in the future. ”

“Go ahead, it's incumbent.” Fatty is excited about typing.

The lady boss hesitated: "Are we talking here? ”

“Yes, I have to stay at the door in case something happens.” Fatty typed.

The lady boss just punched a thumb.

A row of clocks appeared in the void in front of her.

The fat man's eyes peeled.

Turns out he's a time master, so no wonder he can open a store in a place like Dream Island.

“Look, there's something wrong with my native soul vessels, they could have shown the historical progress of the void flowing through time zones, but now they're wrong," said the woman boss. ”

Fatty looked at those clocks.

There are only 17 clocks in a row, each pointer spinning wildly.

Fatty crooked his head and thought, typing: "Are you pregnant? ”

“No, I don't have a partner right now.” The lady boss said.

“Is that a good thing?” Fatty typed again.

“Good.” The boss glanced at him.

Fatty squinted and typed a line:

“Fair trade, I give you a spell of time, which is used exclusively to test time skills, and although not very useful, you should know that time line spells are always scarce. ”

The lady boss laughed and nodded: “Yes, it's a good deal, I can give you a gold card, come and stay at random in the future, you won't be charged for eating and staying. ”

Fatty was satisfied too, typing: “Here's the spell: Time, you are the enemy of all beings, but you are my best friend, please take care of everything in quicksand for me. ”

The woman boss looked soberly: “This spell... seems to be the one..."

Fatty hurried to compare to a shrieking expression.

The woman boss shut up and inspired her strength, saying: "Time, you are the enemy of all beings, but you are my best friend. Please take care of everything in quicksand for me. ”

A golden quicksand emerged from the void, circling around the woman boss for a week, slowly disappearing.

The lady boss waited and looked at her clock again.

On all the clocks, the pointer still spins wildly.

“Strange, by the spell, I found my time skills to be fine, and this is--”

The woman boss looked at the fat man and her voice suddenly stopped.

Across from her, the look on Fat Dead's face was a little scary.

He couldn't help but feel like a dragon and his eyes had been transformed into a pair of vertical eyes.

“No…”

Fatty had a tough opening.

“How can this be, time... is over...”

……

The other side.

Gu Qingshan stood at the top of a mountain.

At this moment, he was covered in white bones, like a monster exposed to bones.

He has assembled six pieces of ice sealed corpse.

“Curtain.” he said softly.

“I'm here." The sound of the curtain rang in his heart.

“Are you ready?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Anytime, but be careful, I guess that doom has arrived in the world of evil, waiting quietly for the moment when the door of the world opens.” Curtain.

“That's what I think--”

“Let's go! ”

The voice fell and he disappeared from the spot.