Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"What's your name?"

There was a bustling crowd of people in the distant lights. On the snowy road far away from the light, Fan Wei asked in a gentle voice.

He wasn't angry when he was criticized, but others also have reasons to be angry, don't they?

The red-haired girl stared at the man with her heterochromatic eyes, with suspicion and vigilance, but her tone softened a little, "You are such a weird guy, why do you always want to know so much..."

Her voice gradually tapered off because Fan Wei was holding a shiny silver coin between his fingers.

Seeing the man's smiling face, the red-haired girl reached out and took the silver coin. "It's nothing anyway. It's just a business. We were hired to 'attack'."

"Hire?"

"Yes, the organizations above the guards pay people to turn into monsters and spread fear in the community. Then they come on stage and destroy the monsters."

"Of course, on the surface this could be another conspiracy by an evil sect, or a threat from unstable mutations of hybrids."

Fan Wei understood immediately after hearing two sentences.

My hometown has already summarized the experience in this regard, as the saying goes, "When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dogs are cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bows are put away."

It is a peaceful environment with low demand for guards. Only by creating some trouble artificially will employers generously pay for their safety.

What a good calculation.

But did those 'monsters', those people, just die like that?

Fan Wei's eyes were somewhat complicated. They should not be resurrected.

This is the outside world. There is no maze to bind the soul. The cost of resurrection is extremely high. Even if the price is the same as the maze, it is hard to believe that the organization that hired them would be willing to pay a single gold coin.

Staring at the girl in front of him, he didn't know what to say.

"You're not sympathizing with us, are you?" The girl sneered, then stopped, "Weird Imperial man, if there's nothing else, I'll leave. Don't bother us anymore!"

"I didn't expect that someone like me with my appearance could be mistaken for an Imperial."

Touching his chin, Fan Wei sighed: "Also, I still want to know your name."

He instinctively resisted the girl's behavior of selling her companion's life for money for a moment, but then he retracted his vague disgust.

Who knows if they have their own difficulties? In the face of extreme poverty... any moral principles will be vulnerable, and condemnation at this time is just a superficial arrogance.

"You're such a weirdo!"

The red-haired girl frowned and muttered, a little impatient with the stranger's harassment, but she still spoke, "My name is 'Dust'. If that's all you want to know, then I'll tell you."

"I want to know more than that, Miss Dust."

Weighing his wallet, Fan Wei calculated the little money he had left. "You need money? Maybe we can talk more about it."

"Do you want to hire a few 'Red Dolls' as well?" Dust's first reaction was this, and the light in his eyes turned cold. "Then name your price. How many people? How much do you want?"

"Hongou?" These jargons and unique nouns between the lines are really a headache.

But Fan Wei has a habit of exploring, which was trained by Irene. After all, in the magic research with a lot of professional names and abbreviations, it is difficult to understand the exact meaning of a word.

This means that what you are going to read next is a divine book.

"Don't you watch stage plays? The characters that die as soon as they appear on stage to create atmosphere are called 'red puppets'."

Dust clasped her hands together and pulled her cloak tighter. It was really cold at night. Fan Wei saw that the clothes she was wearing were actually quite thin, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

He had no choice but to take off his windbreaker and put it on the thin figure.

A warm feeling touched her shoulder and Dust was startled. She looked at this strange man in silence. The emotion that emerged was not gratitude, but uneasiness and vigilance that permeated her whole body.

The Imperials made an ulterior motive towards a bastard? He must have bad intentions!

But thinking of the business that Fan Wei mentioned, she suppressed the trembling in her calves and did not run away.

"It's too cold outside, let's talk somewhere else."

Fan Wei exhaled a breath of white air to melt the frost, and circulated the Zhenba Dou Qi in his body to resist the bitter cold that was sticking to his skin like an iron chisel. He acted as if nothing had happened, and his movements were smooth and natural, confusing Dust.

"Why did you give me the clothes?"

"Because you're cold."

"are not you cold?"

"I'm so powerful, I must be better than you, right?"

Dust was shocked and could not understand the logic at all for a moment. She subconsciously walked forward and led Fan Wei into the winding alleys in the residential area of ​​the imperial capital.

When they came to their senses, they had already walked a long way side by side.

"Uh, do you like watching stage plays?" Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Fan Wei tried to open the topic. He found that the dramas and stage plays in the Northern Empire were quite popular.

Not only Captain Skava of the Eye Team liked it, but Aroruo and the ladies who came to the restaurant to eat also liked it.

This may be one of the cultural representatives of this country.

"How could I possibly watch it? Theaters don't sell tickets to bastards. I was sold to a theater company before and played the role of the devil's evil minion on stage."

"Uh, sorry... I brought back bad memories for you..."

"No, those days were actually not bad. Although I was often splashed with cold water and whipped, at least I had food to fill my stomach and a small nest made of an old blanket."

For some reason, they started chatting. Dust felt that this noble imperial man had an inexplicable affinity.

Compared with the ordinary strong men of the empire, he seems to be different.

She opened her heterochromatic eyes wide, trying to see more carefully, hoping to get some guidance from the light. Fan Wei was attracted by her movements and turned his head.

In a split second, Dust seemed to see a flash of white light!

"What happened next?" Fan Wei decided to continue the conversation. Maybe once the atmosphere and relationship were harmonious, the girl would believe him?

He would be able to help them in some way.

"Then the script trend changed. The people of the Empire fell in love with the ugly love dramas from the south. The demon minions lost their right to appear, and I was kicked out of the theater."

"Because I am physically unable to do heavy work, I can't earn a single coin and can only look for food in the garbage dump."

"But the poor people of the Empire whose livelihoods were robbed beat me up severely. If they didn't want to waste their energy chasing me, I would have been beaten to death."

"Because of the bleeding and festering wounds, I soon couldn't walk. Several wild dogs were staring at me, waiting for me to die and then eat me."

"I had nowhere else to go. I could only lie down in the alley and cry and wait to die, and then..."

Fan Wei, who had heard the silence, opened his mouth and said hesitantly, "Then...what happened?"

Dust suddenly became serious, his tone revealing seriousness.

“The Lord has saved me, and I have seen the light!”