Roland followed the hunched old man out of the church gate. Although the morning sun was not dazzling, he had to subconsciously close his eyes when facing the rising sun.

After a few seconds, Roland got used to the sun. When he opened his eyes, he saw the blue sky at first sight, pure and clean, not like modern society, with a little gray in the blue.

Under the blue sky, there is a large lake with phosphorescent light, with several black spots like leaves on the lake. After a closer look, I found that it was a fishing boat.

Around this big lake, there are many green tiles and red tiles, buildings with uneven heights and heights. There are many small paths in the complex, and people walk in it, like black dots like ants.

A large bluestone bridge connects the two ends of the lake and divides the blue lake into two pieces.

Roland stood beside the rocks, breathing the fresh air, listening to the rustling sound of leaves blowing by the breeze in his ears, his mind seemed to be washed. After calming for a long time, he said to the old man beside him: "Is this Hongtu Town? I think it's more appropriate to call Hupan Town."

Falken's white eyebrows drooped, and his emotions seemed a little disappointed: "This name is not good... Lord Roland, what are your plans next?"

The name is not good? Does it sound bad or something else? Roland is a little curious, but when he saw Falken's expression was not very good, he did not continue to ask. Now Roland really admires the game development company. This virtual online game is too real, whether it is the scene or the expression of the NPC.

The most important thing is that the game completely restores the human senses, vision, smell, taste, touch, etc. Except for the pain being reduced to one tenth, of course, this is a measure to protect the player. After all, if you really simulate the pain when you are hurt or killed, the entire server players will be able to hold on except those masochists.

Hearing the old man’s inquiry, Roland thought for a while, and then said uncertainly: “It should be just a walk, take a look, and have fun.”

Falken looked at Roland in surprise, his slightly narrowed old eyes widened: "It's that simple, shouldn't it be a great ideal such as saving the world, defeating the demons, or slaying dragons and becoming famous?"

Hearing Falken's half surprised and half joking tone, Roland smiled and said slowly: "I am a very ordinary person. I don't know what you think of us... The Son of Gold is this word, but most of us, when we come to this world, really just have the idea of ​​walking around, looking at, and playing around. Perhaps our ideals will change in the future, but that's the case."

This is Roland's truth. At first he thought it was a mission, but looking at Falken, he really couldn't treat the other party as a pure NPC, after all, it was too real.

Roland is not a fool, and how to talk to the game NPC and how to talk to the real person are completely different. Although it is obvious that Falken is an NPC, Roland feels that he is talking to the real person.

Chatting with a gentle elderly man, don’t ask for more heart-to-heart talk, but at least you can’t be too perfunctory.

Falken looked at Roland, and a strange light flashed in his old eyes. He had never seen a strange human like Roland. He clearly had an immortal body, but his greatest ideal was to walk, look, and play.

What would happen if such ability was placed on other people? I probably had been so arrogant that I didn’t know where I went. Success is just a small matter. It would even be normal to have the ambition to conquer the world.

The golden son in front of him was just trying to walk around, take a look, and have fun. Not many people would believe it when they said it, because it was not common sense. But Falken felt that he would believe it. He had seen many professionals, all of whom were extremely resentful, and the person in front of him had no trace of resentment, and it was clean and as if he was born.

"Your original plane must have no war or killing." Falken looked at the clear eyes of the young man opposite and sighed: "It's so good."

"Actually, there are." Roland shook his head helplessly: "It's just that in the country I live in, the public security has always been very good, singing and dancing to peace, and the Cathay Pacific is healthy. Although there are some weird things occasionally, they are quite far away from me."

For Roland, this was a very common explanation. But for Falken, it was a naked show of flaunting. The refreshing morning breeze blew, blew the old man's white robe, and he sighed long: "I would have lived in your world."

Roland looked at the old pastor with interest.

Because of his university major, he has also come into contact with the so-called intelligent AI. He naturally has no chance to see the famous Afa Pig, but he has seen the intelligent AI of Penguin Company several times.

In normal daily conversations, "Xiaowei" does a good job, no difference from ordinary people, but when it comes to some deeper dialogues, such as outlook on life, world view, and even lamenting the Spring and Autumn Period, "Xiaowei's "IQ" is obviously not enough, and it will answer very rigidly and has a very mechanical hard feeling.

But the old man in front of him, whether he was talking or even sadness or envy during chatting, was no different from a normal person.

Roland didn't think that Penguin's "Xiao Wei" could do this. Moreover, according to the official website of the setting, in this game world, the number of smart lives is as high as more than 15 billion, and every smart NPC is no different from a real person.

What kind of black technology has Penguin Company, which is famous for its copycats, developed? It's so terrifying.

Before entering the game, Roland didn't believe in such publicity. Game companies always exaggerate their products. But looking at the old man named Falken in front of him, he believed it and knew the small things. He could imagine how wonderful the world would be if the other NPCs were all like this and had their own personality and soul.

The real scenery, coupled with the completely realistic NPC, Roland felt that his long-cooled heart of the game seemed to be burning again.

He slapped his thigh hard, turned his head and asked, "How can I get to the big city closest to this place?"

Falken was surprised. The young man who had been acting calm just now suddenly had a strange enthusiasm. The other party's eyes were still clear and clean, but there was a ray of crystal light in the pupils that looked like a clear spring.

"Walking along the road to the west, if you walk, you will see Delbon City in about four hours." Falken paused for a moment, and then continued: "When you go to Delbon City, it is best not to leave the avenue. There is a mountain road outside Hongtu Town. There are maple forests on both sides of the road, and there are many giant spiders. Generally, they will not take the initiative to come to our human territory, but if you are really hungry, they will also hunt humans wildly."

"Old man, thank you."

Roland waved his hand to Falken and walked down the gray-white stone steps of the mountain road. The morning sun was as bright as orange and the mountain breeze was as gauze. As he walked slowly, the noise and noise in the town was also heard.

Roland wanted to open his arms and embrace the blue sky and white clouds, but that seemed too middle-aged.

He just pursed his lips and murmured softly:
Chapter completed!