Chapter 1335: The dream of the weak

Chapter 1335 The Dream of the Weak
People must have dreams.
And Lor knew his dream from an early age: get rid of poverty!
He does not look at the family that his parents are cautiously maintaining. In his view, such a family is really too worn and unremarkable.
He should have a better family and an unparalleled identity.
Therefore, he struggled for this.
At school, he worked hard to learn.
After graduation, he worked hard.
but……
The fullness of the dream sets off the backbone of reality.
Even if he tried his best, he could not fulfill his dreams. Even the maintenance of a dilapidated home that he never looked down on became increasingly difficult.
At this time, Lor admitted his ordinary.
He is him, a very ordinary guy, and there is no difference between the people he sees and the people around him.
Perhaps, it’s even worse.
After all, he looks ordinary, his body is ordinary, and far from those who are superior in appearance.
When a graduate with less than one year, the outstanding schoolmate, with the support of the boss, easily became the leader of his group, Lor became more aware of the cruelty of reality.
Therefore, he became more cautious and cautious, and ... had passed.
He looked at the girl who was in love and became the bride of others.
He looked at the appearance of his parents getting older.
He looked at his growing numb smile in the mirror.
He cried.
I cried.
Then he entered here.
A place where legends can change fate.
Use a small life to change your destiny.
Is it fair?
fair.
At least, here gave him the opportunity.
He vowed to seize every opportunity.
But just after a rookie trial, Lor recognized the reality.
The fear of death made him shudder.
If it was not because of luck, he was already dead.
In this regard, Luol knows well.
Therefore, when the steel chariot issued an invitation, he did not hesitate to choose to join, and, as far as possible, the most unimportant position: the pioneers.
Leading new people to draw maps on the edge of a huge city, exploring landforms, holding a few points, seems to be no different from reality.
If it is not the three-month death period, he will be very happy to continue.
After all, this is a double salary!
But reality, there is such a good thing!
He relied on every accumulation and luck, and spent four copies in a shocking and dangerous way. In every copy world, he didn't ask for more, just to complete the main task smoothly.
Naturally, the consequence of this is that his strength is extremely low.
The person who entered the huge city at the same time has already left him far behind, even if he entered late, he is far away.
Even some newcomers who know the inside story are scornful.
But what does this count?
These guys only saw the glory and glory side.
Those losers?
No one thought of the losers who had no bones.
Lor thought of it.
He became more cautious and cautious. Even if someone was provocative in person, he would bear with a smile and follow the principle of big things.
coward!
No interest!
Such a name is falling on him, and Lor knows that he does not know.
As long as he is still alive.
Everything is perfect.
One day his perfect life was broken.
The fifth copy of the world is about to be transferred to the Raiders of the steel chariot because of luck, no doubt this is eye-opening.
Who knows, following the Raiders group will be a bumper harvest.
Lor naturally understands.
Therefore, he became more and more cautious and tried to let people in the guild ignore him. He didn't want to make any mistakes at this time.
Of course, contact the members of the Raiders team and give some filial piety. Lor is doing the same – this is part of his last copy of the world and the accumulation of new people in a huge city within three months.
Even if it is reluctant, it is also necessary.
Both in order to be able to keep this quota and to get more care after entering the copy world.
Lore, who is no longer a rookie, is very clear about the difference between taking care and not taking care.
The previous period was smooth, and the other party accepted his filial piety.
Letting him grow a sigh of relief, he began to look forward to the copy world that started right away, but one day, he suddenly found that the members of the Raiders group he had been filial had become very strange.
The other party seems to ignore him.
No, not ignoring him.
But...
do not know!
It is as if the two sides have never met each other and have not talked.
In fact?
When the other party was a newcomer, he met with the other party - carrying the other party to open up wasteland, it is because of this relationship that he found the opportunity to honor.
Now that the other party does not recognize people, what can he do?
too noisy?
Let the other person face the face?
No, that's the way, the last bad luck is still him.
When Lor was ready to admit that he was unlucky, he suddenly found a trace of the inside of the guild.
Those guys who always ridicule and laugh at him on weekdays have been silent for a while, and they have walked in front of each other, and those guys have chosen to ignore them.
That's right, ignore it!
Ignore the same as the members of the Raiders group.
Moreover, such disregard seems to be still spreading.
Among the newcomers he had just brought, the young man who had always called him Captain Lor also became ignorant of him.
More importantly, the other party also ignored other players in the same batch.
If you ignore him, it is because of the name of the ‘cremger’, then ignoring other people, it’s really impossible to say anything.
Doubt appeared in the heart of Lor.
Just as he was preparing to ask in private and dispel doubts, he suddenly discovered that the new group of people disappeared silently.
Lor was shocked.
What does it mean to disappear in a huge city?
death!
What does a large-scale newcomer die mean?
Shake the foundation of the guild!
But the upper level of the entire steel chariot has turned a blind eye to this, and even ... some seniors who have passed the novice period, the upper level is also disappearing.
Whenever someone disappears, Lor will be scared.
He didn't know how long it would be his turn.
tomorrow?
after an hour?
Or is it the next second?
It’s too uncomfortable to wait for the death.
Lor is ready to save himself.
He quietly contacted the lawlessness.
He released a fake message.
He wants to tie the most violent people in the huge city to his chariot.
Very naive?
very childish?
What's so naive and childish?
He just didn't want to die.
Waiting is death.
If you beat a hand, you can still live.
He has no choice.
Deeply sucking a cigarette, Lor spit out the smoke, blue-blue smoke floating in front of him, filled the room, nicotine made his nerves tight, he was a little relieved, but this is not enough.
Now Lor, every minute is a torment.
If you do not join the guild, you will be forced to set the room as a public room, and if you can't change it, he will swear that he will not shrink in the room.
Hey, hey!
The knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Who?"
Lol stood up like a frightened rabbit, threw away the smoke in his hand and picked up the gun on the table.
"I, 2567."
The cold sound outside the door sounded.
(End of this chapter)