Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Not far away, Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes, inexplicably feeling that the monster looked at a loss, just like a silly child who had done something wrong.

"I mean no harm..."

In order to break the deadlock, Jiang Yuan looked at the monster and said sincerely: "I just hope I can help you."

"..."

But his words only made the monster even more anxious.

The gray-purple big hands rubbed its messy hair, and just when it was annoyed and wanted to escape, but was reluctant to do so, suddenly---!

There was a sound of breaking wind, and the monster's body froze and stopped moving.

Jiang Yuan looked at it and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The monster lowered its head and saw a dark grey stone sword piercing through its abdomen, with half an inch of the sword tip sticking out.

The sharp sword blade was pulled upwards, catching the water lily spirit off guard and instantly cutting it in half!

"No, leave quickly!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Jiang Jian grabbed Jiang Yuan and retreated more than ten meters.

Just as it hid behind a dead tree, the cracked monster, like a stimulated gas tank, rapidly expanded several times and exploded!

"---Bang----!!!"

Half of the sky was illuminated in brilliant purple, and then quickly darkened.

The remaining fireball swam away into the distance like a small fish and soon disappeared.

The water lily-like monster really disappeared completely like a shattered dream.

Jiang Yuan stood behind the tree, feeling empty in his heart, and thought: What a pity, in the end I couldn't help it.

However, one wave has not subsided and another wave has arisen.

A giant human figure appeared at the place where the purple flame embers disappeared.

It was made of gray stone, with a stiff body, holding a long sword and with huge wings on its back. It was the patrolling angel that we had seen in the afternoon, guarding the inner courtyard.

The waning moonlight outlines it, revealing a kind of eerie holiness.

Jiang Yuan didn't expect that this stone angel would be so powerful.

Just as they were preparing for another fight, hurried footsteps were heard from behind the angel.

"Great! Looks like we've made it."

A blond man, wearing a bear nightcap, a cream-colored bear robe, and bear slippers, trotted over.

The master and disciple looked carefully several times before they recognized that it was Dean Vincent.

Vincent asked with concern: "I came here as soon as I heard the noise. Are you two okay? Are you injured?"

Seeing that he was here to save the situation, Jiang Yuan finally let down his guard and said, "It's okay."

Vincent patted his chest and said, "I'm glad you're okay."

After he was relieved, his expression immediately changed. He raised the black cross stick in his hand, pointed it at the two people, and said sternly:

"In that case, could you two please explain to me what you were doing out here in the middle of the night? Someone should have told you not to run around at night."

The dark gold bell on the black staff rang, and the stone angel responded by standing behind the two men, cutting off their retreat.

Without waiting for the two to explain, Vincent continued, "Are you the thieves sent by the Ainsley School of Magic next door to steal my secret prescription?"

Jiang Yuan: "Ah? What thief? We are just..."

This time, he planned to make up a cool identity, such as: a time traveler who came from ten thousand years later or something.

Jiang Jian saw his intention, and before his apprentice could do anything, he stepped forward and said in a businesslike manner, "I am George, a secret agent of the International Special Operations Group. Following relevant instructions, I have come here to investigate Rosemary's Spiritual Convent. I hope the dean will cooperate with the investigation and not cause unnecessary conflicts."

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to agree: "Yes, I am George's partner and most proud apprentice, Anna."

Vincent complained: "Do you think I'm stupid? You just believe anything I say? I've never heard of your organization."

He gripped the black staff tightly and said solemnly, "Since you two are unwilling to be decent, I can only express my regrets."

Seeing that a fight was about to break out again, Jiang Yuan waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop, Dean, we are not here to cause trouble!"

The bell rang and the stone angel raised his sword.

Vincent shouted, "Too late!"

then.

Half a minute later.

The dean in nightgown and his stone angel were tied up tightly by Fan Wen and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands and sighed, "Hey, I told you to stop messing around. Do you believe we are agents now?"

Vincent nodded in humiliation.

In this situation, even if they said they were time travelers from ten thousand years later, Vincent had no choice but to believe them.

Now that the character has been captured, it’s time to move on to the game’s plot.

"Vincent, I command you to tell the truth."

Jiang Yuan unnoticeably tapped Vincent's head with the whip hidden in his palm, and asked:

"Are you the sect master?"

"Master...?"

Vincent raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is that? A gatekeeper?"

The master and the apprentice exchanged glances and confirmed that Vincent was just an ordinary NPC.

Jiang Yuan: "It's okay, just asking. Next question, are those monsters outside just now your nightmare therapy?"

Vincent frowned and said seriously, "That's not nightmare therapy, it's [Dream Therapy], an exposure therapy that treats soul-destroying syndrome by releasing dreams. This is a special treatment method that Tony and I developed."

"Even if you don't ask, you will understand if you work here for a few more days."

Jiang Jian: "But Tony said that you made the patients' conditions worse so that they would stay here forever?"

"Tony!?"

Hearing the name, Vincent sat up straight in shock and shouted, "Have you seen Tony? Where is he!"

He struggled anxiously, his nightgown was torn, and he was almost strangled by Fan Wen.

This subconscious look of concern doesn't seem fake.

Jiang Yuan took out an old diary from the side pocket of her skirt and said, "Don't worry, he's not here, but we found his diary, and this is what it says."

Vincent was shocked: "Tony actually wrote bad things about me in his diary?!"

The dean's blue pupils trembled, and at this moment, she looked like a teenage girl who was betrayed by her best friend.

Jiang Yuan comforted: "Well... judging from the contents of the diary, Tony still loves you overall."

He flipped open those pages of the diary, and Vincent saw Tony's accusations against him. He then sat back on the ground and said in despair:

"This is indeed his handwriting...but I cannot agree with the content inside. I cannot possibly harm my patient."

Jiang Yuan: "Where is Tony now?"

Vincent: "You suspect I killed him?"

The master and the disciple said nothing, which was considered as their agreement.

"Do not......"

The blond young man lowered his eyes, looking lonely, and said in an unprecedentedly sad tone:

"Tony is my best friend. I would never hurt him even if I died."