After get off work, start speeding through another world

Chapter 3 Speedrunners are no different from astrologers

"Is there anything in the sky?" Norma looked at the man next to her. She kept looking up at the sky and took the opportunity to look up.

There is nothing special except the dusk on the horizon.

"Looking for the stars that belong to me." Ximu replied casually, staring at the sky. The setting of this world is that everyone has their own stars in the sky. People have to find their own stars before they can get interference. The magical medium of the world.

Now he is looking up at the sky, waiting for the game system to refresh the stars corresponding to him, and then he can unlock the attribute of magic power.

"If you want to find stars, it's better to find them at night." Norma twitched her lips, feeling that this man's brain circuit was indeed very difficult to understand.

If you want to sense your own stars, you usually have to locate them at night through constant attempts and take about two or three years.

It is basically impossible to find stars during the day, not to mention that the environment during the day is relatively noisy, making it impossible to concentrate.

Of course, there are also great people in history who looked at the sky casually during the day and easily found their own stars.

But those people have already left their names in the history books.

"Okay." Withdrawing his eyes, Ximu quickened his pace, making Norma who was following behind him stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the sky.

She vaguely seemed to see a star twinkling, but it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if what she saw was just an illusion.

No...it was absolutely impossible to observe the stars during the day, at least for an ordinary person like her, it was absolutely impossible.

So it really is an illusion?

After a while.

In front of the noble mansion.

"Are you a friend of the lady?" The face of the guard at the door was full of distrust. The man in front of him was holding an exaggerated sword, wearing a pair of blood-stained trousers, and wearing a mask on his head to cover his face. helmet.

No matter how you look at it, he is a suspicious guy.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask." Ximu said to the guard without any guilt, "Just say I am Akhtar, and she will definitely let me in."

"...Okay, just wait." Listening to the calm and natural tone of the man in front of him, the guard felt a little unsure and thought it would be better to ask the lady.

He winked at his colleagues beside him, turned around and walked into the mansion.

Xi Mu was neither anxious nor guilty. Instead, he spoke to the only remaining guard at the door like a mischievous person.

"It seems like you are the only one facing me now?"

"What do you want to do!" The guard instantly panicked and subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword from his waist, but when he saw the strange man in front of him, he let out a mischievous laugh.

It was obvious that he had been tricked by this man.

"Don't worry, I have no hostility towards you." Waving his hand, Ximu waited quietly. Norma who was standing by was also quite surprised when she saw this scene.

This man is actually related to the nobility. Although he is only a minor aristocrat, it also shows that this man is at least not an ordinary person.

Soon after, the guard who went to report came back, accompanied by a young maid.

"Please come in, Mr. Akhtar." The maid first looked at Ximu with doubtful eyes, and then with a gentle smile, she led this strange man into the mansion.

Regarding this, Ximu had no guilt and followed naturally. Norma, who was behind him, hesitated and followed closely.

She still had business to do with this man anyway.

"The lady is inside. This... sir, please don't scare the lady." The maid said softly, then bowed and left.

Ximu walked into the living room and sat calmly on the sofa. Opposite him was a beauty with long brown hair. Whether it was her elegant sitting posture or the gentle smile on her face, she perfectly met the definition of an elegant noble lady.

It's a pity that she...no, it's him.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this that the beauty named Anastasia in front of her can be remembered in the game Mystic Door.

Not only because she can acquire important equipment in the novice stage, but also because of her pitiful life experience, and the fact that she is clearly an elegant and gentle young lady in terms of personality and appearance, but the official designation forcibly identifies her as a male.

This has led to Anastasia's popularity.

"I heard that this gentleman is my friend." Anastasia poured two cups of warm black tea and placed them in front of Ximu and Norma.

She covered her lips and smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Sorry, I can't seem to remember exactly when I met this gentleman."

"That's not important. Where is your father?" Ximu asked straight to the point. In Anastasia's surprised eyes, he said:
"Did that old guy almost violate you before?"

The atmosphere fell silent.

Anastasia lowered her head, and the hand holding the tea cup was trembling. It was obvious that she had been tricked. If this man hadn't arrived at the right time, he would have been pinned down on the bed by his father and humiliated.

But why did this man know this information as if he had precognition?

"After I leave, you still won't be able to escape the fate of being insulted." Ximu said with a bad smile to the silent beauty, "Tell me where he is and I will directly help you solve all your worries. How about that?"

"...I'm sorry, I...can't quite understand what you said." Anastasia covered her forehead, not accepting that the topic was so off topic.

In this regard, Ximu was very calm: "I accidentally obtained information about you through divination. I can't bear to see your miserable experience and want to help you change your destiny."

"Are you an astrologer?" Anastasia suddenly realized and had a seemingly reasonable explanation for why this man appeared so timely.

In this world, destiny is the starry sky. Each person corresponds to a star. The trajectory of the stars is the destiny of a person's life.

When people die, stars fall.

Those who have the ability to interpret the trajectory of the stars are what people call astrologers. They can not only understand the destiny of the times, but also predict everyone's life. Just before she was about to be insulted by her adoptive father, she appeared at the right time to interrupt his evil behavior.

It's hard to explain for someone who's not an astrologer.

"By the way, I'll tell you some information. The person who poisoned your parents is your current adoptive father." Ximu added.

Lie, this is undoubtedly a lie, it is just a common phrase used by speedrunners. In fact, the person who killed Anastasia's parents was not Anastasia's current adoptive father.

However, Anastasia had already doubted her adoptive father, but now he just confirmed Anastasia's guess.

By the way, it also made the other party clear about his determination to kill his adoptive father.

"What's the price...?" Anastasia didn't believe that the astrologer in front of her came to help just because of her tragic experience.

Nowadays it is difficult for her to completely trust others.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body." Ximu assured, and then stated his needs, "I'm only interested in your money."

He was not a gay man. Even though Anastasia was beautiful, there were so many beauties in the game world that they did not deserve to be treated differently by him.

Not to mention that he just wants to level up as quickly as possible and speed through the game.

"..." Anastasia thought for a while, showing a struggling look, and then heard the astrologer's cold tone of advice.

"You are really weak for still hesitating under such circumstances." Ximu picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it in one gulp:

"The souls of your parents are crying."

"Stop talking, I know what to do." Taking a deep breath, Anastasia's eyes became firm.

The astrologer was right, in order to avenge his parents, and also to avoid being harmed by his adoptive father.

You must make a decisive choice.

"Then tell me where your adoptive father is. Forget it, just take me to see him." Ximu smiled, stood up and walked out of the living room.

Anastasia, with hatred in her heart, followed Ximu's footsteps and took the astrologer to find her adoptive father.

However, this scene was very... confusing to Norma. She followed the two of them cautiously, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

After all, she was just here for business, so why was she involved in the feud between the nobles now.

And that man was actually an astrologer, so he really called me here just for business and not for any other reason.

Confused thoughts abound.

……

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study.

A fat middle-aged man sat at the table, with his hands crossed and looking at the man in front of him wearing only a pair of underpants and a helmet, with an expression of uncontrollable disgust and contempt.

Why would such a thing become Anastasia's friend?

"Untouchable, I allow you to say three sentences." His tone was full of condescension, as if allowing this untouchable to say three sentences was already a gift.

In response to this, Ximu was not angry at all. He took off his helmet and handed it to Norma next to him. He rubbed his hands and showed a flattering smile.

"I am full of admiration for Miss Anastasia." He took a deep breath and took a step closer.

"I hope to get your permission to let Miss Anastasia marry me."

"Hahahahaha... Untouchable, you have such good taste, but you are also very stupid." The fat man laughed loudly. This untouchable actually thought Anastasia was a woman and was deeply fascinated by her.

"Do you know her hidden true face?" He looked at his adopted daughter with playful eyes. He began to look forward to how desperate and disbelieving this pariah would look after knowing Anastasia's true gender.

It will definitely be a pleasing picture for both body and mind.

however.

"Of course I know." The pen placed on the table had been held by Ximu at some point. It was like a piercing spear, piercing the obese man's neck, so fast that no one could react.

The pen was drawn out and blood gushes out like a fountain.

What happened?
The obese man didn't react for a moment. He only felt a chill on his neck and felt warm liquid spurting out.

Then, his mouth was covered by the pariah in front of him. He saw this pariah speaking softly to him with a dangerous smile on his face.

"Don't shout...don't shout, stay quiet." As he said this, the hand covering his mouth became harder and harder, so that he could not recite any spells and could only feel the passage of life.

The gushing blood dyed the ground red and flowed on the ground to form a pool of blood. The obese man who kept trying to struggle gradually became unable to stop his movements.

This is the disadvantage of a magician who specializes in spells. As long as his throat is pierced and his mouth is blocked, he is almost like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Xi Mu withdrew his hand and looked at Norma aside: "Clean up the blood stains on the scene and pack the body in a box for us to take out later."

"Okay." Norma trembled and nodded quickly in agreement. She knew very well how to clean up blood stains and pack corpses.

After all, she had done this in the duel arena before.

Now she finally understood why she was called by Ximu. It turned out to be to ask her to clean up the murder scene.

(End of this chapter)