Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Um...I don't know your last name..."

In tense moments, old jokes would come out of his mouth, and Fan Wei would secretly take two steps back, fearing that he would get hurt.

On the first day he came to the imperial capital, he had experienced the power of self-destruction and surprise attack, and the appearance of the existence in front of him gradually became clear, which made him open his eyes wide in surprise.

The man's clothes were extremely thin, they could not even be called clothes, they were just a thin piece of old, dry and hard rag wrapped around his body.

In the ice, snow and cold wind on the street, it seemed like it would be torn away at any time.

"Aren't you cold?" Looking at the figure with a dry body that looked like a dead poplar, he subconsciously asked with concern, but only a weak and heavy breathing echoed in the other person's throat.

"Huh, huh..."

As if exhausting itself to the extreme, the figure who asked the question of "happiness" no longer responded, and continued to walk forward like the groups of figures on the street.

Staggering like a ghost in a snowy night.

No matter how slow-witted he was, Fan Wei knew that he had encountered an abnormal situation. With a little vigilance, he decided...

Follow along and take a look!

It wasn't curiosity or suicidal instinct that was at work, although there might have been a little bit of that, but Fan Wei was more instinctively concerned about these people who were wearing thin clothes and behaving strangely in the extremely cold weather.

On the surface, if these people were normal humans, they probably wouldn't be able to survive the horribly low temperatures in the north for more than a few minutes.

And if something is abnormal, finding out the reasons for the abnormality may help avoid some tragedies.

In essence, Fan Wei is a person who is good at finding trouble, otherwise so many things would not happen around him. A story is sometimes a tangled combination of fate and subjective motives.

"Who are you? Where are you going? What are you going to do?"

Following the skinny figure, Fan Wei resisted the cold wind and lit a ball of sun god fire in his hand. Only the flying snow could be seen when it was illuminated by the light.

It was so cold that it made people shiver from the bones.

But these strange people did not even tremble. They walked on with their heads down, mechanically, stiffly, and strangely silent.

Soon, a residential area that looked quite upscale appeared in front of us.

The Northern Empire also has residential units like communities, which correspond to "rich" citizens of moderate status and considerable wealth, whether they are businessmen, professionals, or declining nobles.

At night, in the homes of these well-fed residents, there is a light that is not seen in the slums, like a beacon in the endless cold snow.

Seeing the light, those figures began to run, rushing forward like moths to a flame!

Fan Wei hesitated for a moment, then immediately sped up to stop them. This place really didn't seem like the home these figures should go back to, and their strange postures could easily make people think of something bad.

However, just as he was reaching for the shoulder of the man who had just spoken to him, a shadow jumped out and blocked his way.

"Don't move! Don't meddle in other people's business!"

A person wearing a pitch-black robe and with a narrow voice spoke to Fan Wei. She looked like a woman of medium height, which was somewhat rare in the imperial capital.

In the Northern Empire, even women are generally over 1.8 meters tall.

Two different colored eyes appeared from under the hood, one red and one green, and a pair of short brown horns of different sizes emerged from the red hair. On the dark-skinned face, the expression was one of alertness and indifference.

Fan Wei was surprised, "I think I've seen you before."

"I remember," the mysterious woman said, "you glanced at us as you passed by, and that's how I noticed you."

She was the 'pastor' or 'bishop' who was preaching in the religion created by a group of mixed-race people that Fan Wei saw spontaneously when he passed by a shabby alley last time!

"Now, go away, just like you did last time you stopped by, and stay out of our business."

The red-haired mixed-race lady asked Fan Wei to leave quickly.

"What are you doing here? Are those people with you?" Looking at the strange figure running faster and faster in the snow and rushing towards the community, Fan Wei asked vigilantly.

"You don't need to know, don't get yourself into trouble!"

"Then I can't just leave. What if you are doing something illegal? And if you have financial or food difficulties, we can discuss and solve it."

The red-haired lady looked at Fan Wei with a gloomy gaze. She didn't look very old, probably no more than twenty years old.

This is very normal among mixed-bloods, because they often don't live to be too old for various reasons, and anyone over thirty is considered "old".

"My request is, leave us alone."

After a brief silence, the red-haired girl stared at Fan Wei with her cat-like heterochromatic eyes, and suddenly lowered her head to plead, "Don't worry about us, just like in the past."

"Nothing happened, nothing will bother you."

"But..." Fan Wei opened his mouth. He really couldn't just leave. Although what happened here really had nothing to do with him, he still remembered the questions that the figure had just asked him.

"Am I happy?"

"That's what they asked me just now. What exactly do you want to do with them?" He questioned the red-haired girl in a gentle but stern tone.

"..."

Silence, the wind and snow whistled past my ears, and suddenly a sharp cry, like a howl, but giving people the feeling of a cry, came along the cold wind!

It was those skinny figures, they raised their hands high, their bodies swelled, and flesh and blood squeezed out of their dry skeletons!

The human figures turned into monsters! They brazenly attacked the community!

Fan Wei's eyes narrowed, and he immediately drew his sword and illuminated the holy light. The mixed-race girl immediately stood in front of him. The cold wind blew off her hood, and her short hair flew. Her face illuminated by the holy light was cold and resolute.

"I won't allow you to waste their efforts!"

“Is that effort?”

Launching a terrorist attack on the community is an effort? Are you a cultist? Fan Wei was shocked and was about to attack. This girl would definitely not be able to stop him.

However, the situation seemed to have changed. The transformed monsters just rushed into the community and destroyed all kinds of things.

Soon after people screamed, guards arrived. They used swords and magic to chop the monsters into pieces.

It was just like an ordinary farce, and the monster was so weak that it could not withstand a single blow.

In an instant, it turned into pieces of limbs on the ground, which stunned Fan Wei...

"Okay, is your sense of justice satisfied? It's all over." Seeing all the monsters dead, the red-haired girl pulled up her hood, turned around and left.

"and many more."

Putting one hand on the girl's shoulder to hold her, Fan Wei frowned and asked, "Please explain to me, what is going on?"

"It's none of your business, do you need to know?"

The red-haired girl snorted, but still stopped, "The show is over, and you still want me to tell you a nice story to satisfy your curiosity?"

"Or do you want justice, and kill or arrest me?"

"You can do it if you want, but it's none of your business that I have to answer! You just asked me what I wanted them to do, and you said you heard them ask you if you were happy."

"It's simple. Of course they are happy, but..."

"Those who hope use happiness to drive life, and those who are desperate use happiness to drive death. That's all. This is the end of us bastards. Are you satisfied, Imperials?"

At this moment, Fan Wei felt the girl's resentment.