【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

I feel as if I've done something wrong again.

But I have no idea why I did it wrong.

I could sense that the heron was sad, very heartbroken.

But I don't know why.

Soon it was time for the second collective break, and I walked along the metal fence feeling a little bored.

Let’s call it a walk, it’s just walking forward, walking forward.

This wall is really long...

I don't know what metal it is made of.

A sea breeze blew over, and it seemed warm.

It didn't dispel the boredom in my heart.

This isn't the world I'm familiar with. I've tried my best, but... It's still a but.

Without knowing why, mistakes happen; without knowing why, friends get in trouble; without knowing why, people get hurt...

The girl's mother is deceased, and she's never seen her father since she was a child. She was tricked into marriage by her childhood sweetheart, the man she loved. And then she's gone.

And me?

I don't have a home either.

There have been.

There is no second life...

There is a feeling of mutual understanding and sympathy, even though she is no longer with us.

As if sensing the change in my mood, the green ivy vine on my wrist tightened.

If it hadn't "exposed" itself, I would have even forgotten that I had it on me.

There was a gentle slope in front of us, and against the metal wall was a pile of large cement pipes, the kind that people could crawl through.

The top of the pile was not very high from the edge of the metal wall, about the height of a person.

"Can you help me? I want to go up." I asked Luoluo in a deep voice.

The green ivy vine on my wrist tightened again, as if responding to me. Then, it grew rapidly.

The delicate light green vine instantly grew to the thickness of my little finger, tightly wrapping around my wrists, my forearms, my upper arms, then around my shoulders, and around my chest and back several times before stopping.

At the other end, slightly thinner vines wrapped around my fingers and finally gathered into a strand in the palm of my hand.

That’s right, it’s a strand, the kind that’s twisted into a pretzel.

The intertwined green ivy vines are several times thicker than my thumb.

Climbing up quickly, the unpolished metal wall, though smooth, still provided a sturdy base for the roots of the pothos vines. The support at the top became the perfect fulcrum.

The vine on my wrist tightened again, and I knew it was ready.

I quickly stacked five layers of Hercules buff, but I don’t know if it works.

I took a running start and rushed up the pile as fast as I could.

Before I even reached the top of the pile, I felt a strong pull on my arms. The green ivy vines had somehow wrapped around my waist.

Just like that, I was pulled to the top of the metal wall by the force brought by the green ivy.

……

……

Wow!

It's the sea!

Time seemed to stop, turning into a salty sea breeze that blew past my ears.

The sea surface under the night sky is so deep that it has a faint purple hue. It is so beautiful, very beautiful, so beautiful.

All my language skills seemed to evaporate from my mind in an instant. All I knew was this shock, a sense of complete blankness... a pallor at the level of the soul. There's no way to describe the pallor of it all. It was blindingly white, glaringly white.

The sea breeze brought a hint of coolness, and I just came back to my senses.

Only then did I realize that there was a row of people standing straight near the coastline.

The uniform black clothing should be their uniform.

Squinting my eyes, I saw they were all women. I wondered what they were doing...

The women were muscular, their black short-sleeved tops bulging with muscle. Their black trousers, though not revealing, revealed the tight fabric at their thighs. The fabric seemed to be somewhere between elastic and inelastic, allowing the shape of their muscles to be vaguely seen through the tightly confined thighs.

So strong...

As expected, she is a female orc.

Correspondingly, the chests of these females are also unusually magnificent.

Perhaps it’s a problem with the orc race, but the hair colors of these women can’t be said to be colorful, they are simply colorful and different.

Looking around, I didn't see any two females of the same color in the row.

It's really an eye-opener.

I turned my attention to the beach and began to search carefully to see if there were the shells I had been longing for.

Looking down at the beach from above, searching for shells, is a feeling I never want to experience again. Without falling out of my eyes, I could only sigh, "That's so kind, brother! You're so kind!"

Fortunately, the giant searchlight downstairs was bright enough, and after closing my eyes for the sixth time, I finally found a corner of a shell hidden in the sand.

That's it!

"I want to go down."

The green ivy understood my command, and this time even my thighs were entangled in the vines. I gripped the twisted green ivy vines tightly with both hands, pushed against the front of the metal, and slowly descended.

Hey, did I unlock the rappelling skill?

Well... forget it. Considering that I was almost strangled by the green radish on my thighs the entire time, I could barely get down from the wall.

Better stop showing off...

I immediately rushed to the beach to pick up shells, fearing that if I was too late the shells would grow wings and fly away.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the shell I had just picked up fell back into the sand at an angle.

Suddenly, a giant beast emerged from the sea.

It was moving so fast that I couldn't even see what it looked like.

All I could see were its tentacles stretching out in the air.

My brain lost its ability to react and I just squatted there in a daze.