Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"came back!"

"came back..."

"We're back!"

Taiga helped himself, and Team Shiraki walked through the gates almost with tears in their eyes, each of them feeling like they had been reborn.

Even though many memories have become blurred due to overlapping revisions, fear, powerlessness, distortion, loss...those emotions are still deeply engraved in my heart.

It's like crawling out of an abyss, and just seeing the normal world feels so good.

Norma opened her arms and stretched her body to enjoy the sunshine and breeze. Westan lit a pipe, and Roddy held his sister's hand tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

Although she seemed a little impatient, Yani didn't say a word.

After experiencing a cruel separation, even the nagging personality that my family members hated became precious.

"Sir!" Clara ran over and threw herself into Fan Wei's arms when the doorbell rang. When she raised her head, her eyes were sparkling.

In order to wait, the girl had not had a good rest these days. Her fair face had dark circles under her eyes, and she looked as haggard as if she was filled with worries.

But the moment she saw Fan Wei, the dark clouds in her heart disappeared. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment of reunion.

Irene, who was sitting by the door waiting, snorted coldly.

Seeing a hateful guy smiling at her apologetically, she turned her face away and ignored him.

"I'm back." Holding Clara's hand and touching Gonia's little head, Fan Wei said apologetically, "I really made everyone worry too much..."

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

Irene suddenly spoke up, her voice extremely angry: "If it's so dangerous! Why didn't you tell me before?!"

The fairy lady, who has always been strong-willed, had some red eyes. Recently, she has become more and more ethereal, and even her angry and tearful look has a lovely aesthetic feeling.

"Are you on guard against me, afraid that I will make trouble?!"

She was really, really angry! Even though she was able to suppress her emotions and support Fan Wei at the critical moment.

But the endless worries turned into boundless anger in great joy when I saw him return safely!

"Uh, uh...I'm a little scared."

Fan Wei spoke frankly, "If something happens to me, I'm afraid you'll come looking for me again, and then it will be like Calabash Brothers saving Grandpa..."

"Who do you think is grandpa?"

Irene was so angry that she pulled his ear and said, "You are just a little brat, what do you know? You are really looked down upon!"

"I'm telling you, don't underestimate my rationality as a magician! Even if you want to jump into the abyss in the future, you must tell me and give me a chance to rescue you!"

“Do you know?!”

"I...I know...! I'm sorry, it's my fault!" After being yelled at by the half-elf lady, Fan Wei was timid and bowed his head to apologize.

Although the starting point is good, it is indeed wrong to make decisions for Irene, Clara and others without authorization.

But Fan Wei has no regrets in his heart. Cruelty is sometimes the real good intention. If it is a good ending, what's wrong with admitting the mistake? If it is a bad ending, the best choice is to make a decisive decision.

Amid the lively reunion, a dangling white hair quietly poked out from under the restaurant counter.

The tower master who was watching secretly with his eyes uncovered felt a little envious when he saw Irene losing her temper, "Is this the true love from a mother?"

"...Mother, when will you give me a response?"

Her little puppet completed its task, climbed over the counter and came in, looking into Mo Ling's eyes, "I brought him back, don't worry."

"Thank you! Xiaobai No. 1!"

"No need to thank me, you are my creator and subject." The little puppet replied calmly, "By the way, regarding the adventurers who went this time, I saw the aura of a martial spirit attached to a dragonborn."

"I'm afraid the guild's purpose is not simple."

Speaking of observing clues that others were unaware of, Mo Ling nodded to the little doll, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

"The end of the century is approaching. Even the previous allies may not be reliable. It is time to consider new cooperation... When a greater disaster comes... I will protect everyone..."

After apologizing, Fan Wei was quickly forgiven and took stock of the gains with everyone else.

The danger is real, but the rewards are also huge!

Not to mention the 'Eye of Time' pocket watch that has been upgraded by absorbing 'dark matter' and gaining new incredible abilities.

Brother Shan Kane forced a lot of things on him, including the remains of Master Gao's laboratory behind the portal, mostly books, materials and objects from ancient civilizations.

Fan Wei plans to interpret it with Gonia and then see how to divide it.

There is also the equipment room in the center of the ruins, where there are many treasures with strange functions. According to my brother, they should be the by-products of the researchers' research on "dark matter".

Both the effects and side effects are amazing! It is very similar to the thing called 'Dark Treasure' in the maze.

You must be careful about how you handle these items, as some of them are too dangerous!

For example, the "solar furnace" that can increase the temperature exponentially makes people worry that after losing its restrictions, it will directly burn the world!

If it really cannot be used, it is better to seal it in the storage space, Fan Wei decided silently.

So as not to accidentally harm the world.

"Oh, right... I seem to have forgotten something..." While searching the inspection space, Fan Wei suddenly looked embarrassed.

Seeing his companions looking over, he carefully took out a sword.

"Huh? Isn't this our Smoke and Cloud Sword?"

Yunxin looked down at the sword at her waist, then looked at the identical one in Fan Wei's hand, her face full of confusion.

This is a family heirloom sword, how can there be two identical ones? !

"Well, it's like this, I collected everyone's bodies on the island..." Fan Wei explained, "After I left, they didn't disappear with me.

In principle, the body after death contains no cognition and is completely material.

So it won't come back in the world merger.

With a wave of his hand, the members of the Baimu team lined up neatly, which made Clara and Irene pale.

"You! How dangerous have you been?!" Irene grabbed Fan Wei's face and pulled him to the sides. This could kill a whole team of people! This guy is so lucky to be able to come back alive!

"We..." Holding two copies of the Smoke and Cloud Sword, Yun Xin's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, "Our heirloom has become doubled!"

The things split from the 'dark matter' are exactly the same as the original body! This feature is also a miracle in the eyes of ancient civilization researchers!

Seeing this, his teammates showed no fear of his body at all and started searching with shining eyes.

"These are really two secret treasures!" Rody took out the identical Thunder Horn, looking excited.

"Ah! That's not mine..."

Just as Gonia was about to say something, she was drowned out by other voices, "Two wallets! Two sets of equipment! Ah, why didn't I bring more money when I set out!"

Everyone, feeling both happy and regretful, looked at Fan Wei.

"Fan! Is there still any divine power on that island? When can we go back again?"

Sure enough, the temptation of money is the greatest! Even the shadow of death can be thrown aside...Fan Wei was sweating profusely and his smile was awkward.

However, he was still very happy to see such spirited teammates. Compared with the mental trauma caused by being trapped in a distorted scene, being able to return to normal life was a kind of happiness.

Among all the surprised and amused people, Uncle Bernoulli had the calmest expression.

He smiled faintly, holding in his hand the wish gem given to him by Fan Wei.

The gem that sparkled with seven colors of fire reflected a faint light in the uncle's hand. His fingers trembled a little, but he still closed them.

My companion's warning was still ringing in my ears, 'Uncle, although this thing seems to follow the principle of equal exchange, some costs are invisible. Don't be blinded by false temptations.'

False temptation...

But he has seen the light in the abyss...

The expectation that I think about day and night...just needs to be paid...

Just a small price to pay...

————————————————I am the dividing line—————————————————

"Teacher." Pushing open the door, Shirilo walked into an inconspicuous room in the corner of the guild.

The afternoon sun shines through the clouds and into the gridded glass windows. The curtains, which are always half-drawn, make the room distinctly black and white. In the center of the light, a middle-aged man sits upright.

The rough fingers covered with calluses were holding a feather pen, and there was a small ink bottle next to the paper, which looked very incongruous.

"You're back, come and sit down!" The president stood up and brought a chair for his apprentice.

Shirilo sat down a little nervously, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Sorry, teacher, this operation failed."

"I have brought back no means of fixing the maze lands."

The president smiled, his back to the bright sunshine, his expression a little blurry.

"If not, then no. Anyway, it's just something to look forward to." He leaned back in his chair with ease. "There are so many things in the world that we want to come true. If every one of them could come true, haha, that would be amazing~"

"I'm glad you came back safely. If you're in the mood, tell me what happened. It will also satisfy my old curiosity."

The president looks to be in his fifties, but is actually in his seventies. However, he still has the vigorous mentality of a young person.

"Yes, teacher." Shirilo answered seriously and began to narrate everything that happened from landing on the island to leaving.

"Oh, Misr Fan." After listening quietly, the president recalled, "It's him..."

He stroked his chin. "I didn't expect that Ghost Island is really related to some ancient secrets. If I'm not mistaken, Misr should be a person with the trait of 'infinite desire'."

"Infinite desire?" Cirillo's eyes showed curiosity.

"Nothing much. It's a very ancient power. It doesn't have much effect now, but it does work for some things in ancient times."

The president smiled nonchalantly and clasped his hands together, "The most important thing is that you can come back safely. This operation is really dangerous. You should take a rest for a while."

"The mission rewards will be distributed soon."

"Thank you, teacher." Shirilo was indeed a little tired. Although she felt as if her mind was covered by a layer of gauze, some images flashed through her mind from time to time, which still made her nervous and tremble.

Watching his disciple and capable subordinate leave the room, the president took out the death notice he had written earlier, rubbed his hands and shredded it into pieces.

"I'm back, with endless desire..."

A faint shadow sat in the position where Hilta was before.

The president summoned his 'Martial Spirit' that he used to retrieve information, read the course of events again, and let it dissipate into the air.

"No wonder the Sage Tower would take such good care of a kid who just showed up. Even if he can detoxify monsters, he is only one person and is not of much value."

"Is it Mo Ling who is behind this? This kid is also a problem."

"Do you need me to go, sir?" There was actually someone standing in the darkness created by the thick curtains! From the voice and the outline, it seemed that she was a woman with a voluptuous figure.

"You are not qualified to touch Mo Ling, and there is no need to touch that boy." The president shook his head.

"Since he has already touched the 'Source of God', there is nothing for him to do. Although 'Infinite Desire' has the potential to become a higher god, that was in the past."

"Now that he has no godhood and no faith to help him, he will only be swallowed up little by little by the desire that will continue to grow after being activated."

"If it were a mortal, he would probably go crazy in a few months."

"This is the sorrow of the end of the age. Those who fail to become gods will all turn into dust and ashes!"

......

On the river, the water flows endlessly and the waves are sparkling.

A huge ship crushed the floating light and swayed towards the shore. Its draft was so deep that it seemed as if it would be sunk by the weight on its body at any time.

As the wooden planks were laid out on the plank road, a large group of refugees in ragged clothes, carrying children and large and small bags, staggered off the boat.

There have been more and more refugees pouring in recently. This ship is not the first one and will definitely not be the last.

Most of the lower reaches of the river have been turned into swamps, and the flood is not expected to subside until winter. The farmers who have lost their farmland and crops have no choice but to flee if they do not want to starve to death.

Luojia's political class is no longer reliable, and he has to find a way to survive on his own.

Go to where there is plenty, where there might be food.

The closest, most popular, largest, and richest place is naturally the Maze Street.

According to the news coming from the front, the adventurers are very rich! Even if they have to beg, the little they get from their fingers can keep them alive!

The refugees had no idea how fragile the hope the transporters had woven for them was.

The people passing by the shore were already looking at the "fleas" that were being transported in continuously with displeasure.

"Damn it, these poor bastards are going to raise the price of food again!" The workers at the dock cursed. More people would only make the workload heavier and reduce wages.

With the price cuts already beginning to show, they wish all the manned ships would sink!

The adventurers also looked at him with disgust. The crowded and mixed crowd would inevitably affect the environment and public security. Excessive begging was also very annoying.

Who cares, these former food producers... they only see the hateful blood-sucking worms in front of them.

Amid the mixed will and malice, a few people in black cloaks finally got off the boat. They didn't look like refugees at all, with clean coats, and a cold aura that kept strangers away, which was released like wisps of chilly air.

The intelligence officer who came to meet the target swallowed his saliva, approached cautiously, and made a special gesture, which was the secret signal for contact.

Although his body is straight and his demeanor is casual, you can tell he's extremely strong just by looking at his posture!

There is a high probability that you will not make a mistake!

But when doing undercover work, necessary procedures cannot be skipped. He needs to see if the person coming is the one his superiors conveyed the information to.

"Is the place ready?"

The hoarse voice ignored the intelligence officer's signal behavior and slowly raised his head. The pair of empty black eyes under the cloak made the intelligence officer, who had little martial power, stiffen all over and sweat profusely.

There was nothing wrong with that. There was absolutely nothing wrong with that pair of eyes!

It must be the empire’s elite special forces—the Eye Agency!

"Everything is ready." He said cautiously, "We are ready to cooperate at any time!"

"Very good." The hoarse voice said this and ignored him, making his own plans. "Then, next, we will immediately confront the princess of Labyrinth Street."

"Let's start the decapitation operation."