novelaction Chapter 291 The title was blown away by the ghost of the west
Chapter 291 The title was blown away by the ghost of the west
At night, Yi Beiwang slowly woke up and found himself lying in Gannon's house.
The surrounding area was filled with various simple but clean medical instruments, and some fresh internal organs were soaking in jars.
He patted himself all over, made sure that he was not hit in the waist, let out a long sigh, and then sighed again.
Yi Beiwang suddenly felt so bad that he couldn't even beat a doctor.
Although I can use skills, this is not a life-and-death fight, so there is no point in using skills.
Damn, when I think about it carefully, I feel really aggrieved.
As a systematic time traveler, he is still doing so miserably. In a sense, it is quite embarrassing for other time travelers.
What should we do in the future?
Yi Beiwang patted his pocket and wanted to take out a cigarette.
At this time, a figure next to him lit a cigarette and handed it to Yi Beiwang.
Yi Beiwang said while smoking: "Thank you... No, who are you? When did you show up?"
Through the moonlight outside the window, Yi Beiwang observed carefully and noticed that the person who came was the old corpse ghost who sold water purification chips in Thorn City before.
At this moment, the old corpse ghost was wearing the jumpsuit of Shelter No. 13, carrying a .308 shotgun, and looking inexplicably lonely.
The old ghoul also lit a cigarette for himself and asked, "Are you confused? Do you think there's no point in doing this?"
Yi Beiwang didn't care when the old man came over. He nodded and replied, "I am a little confused indeed. It's mainly because New Vegas is too chaotic."
"After coming here, I realized that what I did in the Federation was just a small matter here."
"It's useless to have super powers. Without them, I can't even beat the postman."
"Let's just stop practicing and focus on preparing for the caravan."
The old ghoul asked, "What then? Do you plan to always rely on your abilities? Will you repeat the scene one day in the future and be stabbed in the neck by someone lurking in the dark?"
Hearing this, Yi Beiwang frowned, took out the Holy Judgment from under his quilt, aimed at the old corpse ghost, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know about me?"
Although Yi Beiwang likes to brag about it everywhere, he never mentioned that he was stabbed in the neck. If you want to find out more about it, there is no place to go.
Why do I feel like this old man is just like Murphy's mother, always talking nonsense and likes to say some inexplicable things. Could it be that he is also a charlatan?
The old ghoul did not answer, but continued to ask: "What do you think is the protagonist?"
The protagonist? The one with all kinds of halos?
Who exactly is this old man? He can’t really be some Western ghost that guides people, right?
Before Yi Beiwang could answer, the old ghost answered himself: "The reason why the protagonist is the protagonist is not because they have various abilities or various opportunities..."
“Only the one who survives to the end is qualified to be called the protagonist. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, justice or evil. Only the one who survives to the end counts.”
"The first generation of exiles, the second generation of the chosen one, the third generation of the only survivor, the fourth generation of the only survivor, the Vegas postman, and you, the outsider."
"Because we are all still alive, we can be called the protagonists."
"It's normal that he can't beat the postman. His story has already ended. How can a protagonist whose story hasn't ended yet beat a protagonist who has grown to the peak of his career?"
After hearing this nonsense, Yi Beiwang was not so depressed anymore.
That’s right, it’s not hard to admit that you’re not good at it.
Who is this old guy? Why do I feel like he knows a lot? It can’t be that he has got the script.
Just as Yi Beiwang was about to speak, he heard the old ghost say, "I know you have a lot of questions to ask. You just need to know that your future path will be difficult."
"Time is running out now, you can ask me one last question."
Yi Beiwang patted his face to make sure that he did not have any strange hallucinations like he did in Yuangang.
He also poked the old corpse's face, and the touch felt very real, not fake.
If you think about it carefully, there are even gods in this world. I have also seen the ability of Murphy's mother. It is normal for there to be a few charlatans in New Vegas.
Yi Beiwang hesitated for a few seconds and then asked, "Who are you?"
The old ghoul smiled and said, "Just call me the Exile. As for a name... I don't have one."
"I hope you will no longer be confused in the future, and I also hope that you and I will never see each other again."
Exile, I seem to have seen this name when I was looking for games before traveling through time. Who is it?
At this time, Gannon opened the door and walked in. He looked at Yi Beiwang and asked puzzledly: "Who were you talking to just now?"
Yi Beiwang turned around again to look at where the exile was sitting, and found that he had disappeared magically, with only the remaining ashes on the ground proving that he had just been there.
The exile came lightly and left lightly, saying some words that made sense but were incomprehensible.
The most important thing is that the Exile took away his lighter and cigarettes. Damn, why do people here like to take these things?
Yi Beiwang rubbed his head and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. I just have a headache and was talking to myself."
"What should I do next? Continue to fight with you?"