Chapter 98 Self-Deprecating

"If it weren't for the fact that I happened to know Kirito, and it happened that you and him were good friends, and if it happened that you had a good reputation, today would definitely not be as simple as a broken knife." Fang Lang's eyes revealed a cold light that shot directly at Clay. Because of that, he turned around and left after leaving the words, and didn't pay attention to the reactions of the people behind him.

As the founder of Smile Coffin, poh just looked at Fang Lang's back coldly, "This guy must be eliminated."

Seemingly guessing Poh's thoughts, Heathcliff gently pressed his shoulders and said, "If you want to eradicate him, I advise you to give up your thoughts, and if you do this again Unbridled, I don't mind letting you disappear."

Poh, who was covered in a black cloak, just smiled coldly at this, and also turned around and walked out.

When Fang Lang returned to the hotel, the first thing he did was continue to fall asleep, and he didn't go to see Asuna in the Legion, because he actually completely trusted Heathcliff's words. After all, if he didn't want the game to end, He would never make fun of what Fang Lang cared about.

It can be said that Fang Lang's power has been separated from his overall planning. In addition, he himself has let go of the control of the system. Now he has absolutely no way to deprive Fang Lang of any ability. Cliff has put him on an equal footing, if not higher.

After all, even if he is the founder of this game, there is absolutely no way to kill all of them, but Fang Lang has, because he feels that terrible power from him, but that power is still hidden in him. It's just inside the body, once it wakes up, it's absolutely terrifying.

"Damn it, the side effects of this move are still too great. It seems that I have to use this move cautiously in the future."

Fang Lang gently rubbed his temples and cried out in pain, but the only thing that responded to him was the cold air, but Yong An next to him was shaking slightly, but Fang Lang had already fallen asleep and didn't notice it at all. .

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"Ah! I haven't slept so well in a long time." Fang Lang twisted his neck casually. Then the stomach began to make an unsatisfactory revolt. "Tsk... It seems that I still have to find something to eat first, but..."

After casually glancing at the time, Fang Lang became restless.

"February 17th!? No! I actually slept for seven days... This..." Fang Lang couldn't help but exclaimed when he stared at the virtual interface in a stunned mouth: "I feel like I'm ready to become a The Sleeping Prince is my God!"

Gently touched his six-pack belly: "I have pity on you, my belly."

After leaving the room and paying for the accommodation for seven days, Fang Lang ran to the restaurant closest to the hotel without hesitation.

"Hey, did you see it, a figure flashed by just now."

"Is there? You read it wrong, you should have a good rest earlier. I'm hallucinating now."

"No, there really is! I saw it too! And that shadow seems to be gnawing on the cheapest black bread in his hands!"

"Fog grass... Could this be the legendary starving ghost! No, I have to go and buy a talisman!"

"I'm going too..." "Take me one..."

Because of Fang Lang's relationship, many passersby rushed to the only amulet shop in town without hesitation, which really made the shop owner a fortune.

"Boss! Give me an extra large portion of everything to eat! Hurry up and serve!" Fang Lang roared directly, ignoring the surprise and contempt from the people around him.

"Can you finish ordering so many things by yourself?"

Just as Fang Lang was waiting for the restaurant to serve his dishes after ordering, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"I slept for seven days, you know! How can I not make up for it?" Fang Lang smiled and pointed to the opposite position casually.

Custer laughed when he saw this, sat directly opposite Fang Lang, and also yelled at the store owner: "Boss! Another menu from Table 107! Hurry up and serve!"

"Is the matter resolved?" "Um..." "Welcome back." "Um!"

The conversation between the two was very simple and clear, and it seemed a little cold, but Custer's eyes burst into tears unconsciously, "How long has it been since I felt this warmth? It's the first time since I fled..."

The food finally arrived, and the two suddenly rushed towards each other's dishes like hungry wolves. The wind and clouds they passed were a mess, and there was no grass. It was more terrifying than locusts passing through the rice fields, and the people around them also threw them. A strange look.

In a certain corner of the restaurant, there was a man in black armor who was also looking at them, but there was indeed a deep sense of curiosity in his eyes, "It's really interesting two guys, if you can join How good should we be, alas..."

The man in black armor laughed at himself, feeling that his thoughts seemed a little ridiculous, and then continued to take a mouthful of rice.

After drinking and eating, the two of them touched their belly in the same way, then burped and exhaled softly.

"Sure enough, your food is still delicious. I have been eating in the forest for a while..." As if thinking of something bad, Custer's body suddenly shivered, and a look of expression appeared on his face. Disgusting look.

Fang Lang smiled helplessly: "I also slept for seven days because of some things these days, I'm really curious how I

Why didn't you starve to death. "

Looking at each other's embarrassed appearance, the two looked at each other, hugged each other's shoulders, and laughed.

"Are you going back this time?"

"If I don't go, things have been settled. What else do I need to leave? You must know that I am very reluctant to give up these foods."

"Tsk..." Fang Lang glanced at Custer, who was picking his teeth with a toothpick, and couldn't help but sigh: "If you don't know your background, who would know that you are not human? I always feel that you are more human than human beings. Humans too." ..