The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 270: A snake that is not a snake

"Player Super Justice ()"

Going up the mountain has already exhausted your physical strength and energy, and the people of Winter don’t care so much about etiquette.

Without any pleasantries, let’s get straight to the point... which means starting to eat.

The rich meal that had been prepared long ago was served without any pause... Of course, this richness is described from the perspective of winter.

Roughly speaking, the meal Biannan had at the Duke's Mansion was somewhat better, but the quality was quite limited——

In addition to the six people who came with Annan, there were also the Viscount's son, who was about seven or eight years old, and his wife with brown-red hair and blue eyes. A total of ten people sat at the round table, which was full.

There are three plates of vegetables, one plate boiled, one plate steamed, and another plate mixed with mushrooms. There was also a plate of baked beans, a plate of fried sausages, a plate of steamed sausages stuffed with rice and blood, a pot of boiled beef with no seasoning, a pot of spicy steak chopped into small pieces, and a Braised lamb in pot.

The staple food is a thick stack of dough pancakes - they look similar to thicker hand pancakes. They can be eaten with butter, jam or caviar, or can be used to wrap steak.

...For the players, this is not a rich meal.

The main reason is that the taste is too bland.

It's either steamed, boiled, or stewed. There was almost no salt in the previous dishes, but the stewed lamb had too much salt.

To use the words of a homeless child - this lamb is like a salt gas bomb, all the salt from the previous dishes is concentrated into this dish. There was so much salt that the mutton soup was even a little bitter.

This technique makes the players' expressions become quite subtle one by one.

I only took half a circle of citalopram and then didn’t eat much. Annan and Zoya didn't eat much. As for Zolgen, he didn't even take a bite - he didn't even take off his scarf, and he was acting like a Kakashi.

On the one hand, Si Anqi was really hungry, and on the other hand, he reluctantly ate some more meat to give his master face... while the wandering child kept eating sausages and steaks with wine. The sausage and steak are probably the only two relatively normal dishes on the table.

Although this steak still has no salt at all, it is somewhat spicy.

——This is no longer a question of good or bad craftsmanship.

There is definitely something wrong.

However, the expressions of the Viscount and his family are quite normal, and the food tastes quite delicious. The child could even be said to be gobbling it up, devouring beef that was completely saltless and mutton that was as good as pickles without changing his expression, as if he was performing a weird meat-eating ritual.

This has even begun to make players wonder whether the taste of winter people is somewhat special...

If Lin Yiyi and Longjing Cha, who had eaten several meals in the cold winter, had not said with certainty on the forum that this was impossible, they might have truly believed it.

After eating, the group followed the viscount to the study.

The Viscount still didn’t seem to have any abnormalities on the way.

He also introduced the decoration of the mansion to Annan with great interest.

"Does it feel completely different from the south, Your Majesty?"

Viscount Dolgoruki said with a smile: "There are still some elven traditions in Wrangel Province that have not been abolished...including the elven artistic aesthetic style."

His Vicomte House was decorated in a unique way.

In any corridor, there is no sense of symmetry on the left and right sides - when the left side is a wooden wall with hanging paintings, the right side is either a marble statue, or spliced ​​together gravel, or carvings stone wall with verses on it.

The chandeliers in the room are like playing Sudoku. The number of chandeliers in different rooms is completely different. The floor is unusually plain, and the ceiling is as transparent as glass... Overall, the entire Viscount Mansion is filled with a strong sense of asymmetry.

"Because of the existence of the Twin Towers, people in the South regard symmetry as beautiful. But northerners tend to prefer asymmetry - they cannot tolerate anything that is too symmetrical unless necessary.

"On your way here...when you leave the subway station, you should also see the houses on both sides of the street."

"Indeed."

Annan nodded in agreement: "The houses on both sides of the street have completely different decoration styles. And almost all of them are scattered randomly."

It's not even a blank - a complete blank, which can also be seen as a kind of symmetry.

To put it metaphorically, it’s like a novice playing a construction simulation game, who pretends to be whatever he thinks of. The space utilization rate is very low. There are three fire stations on one street, and two of them are even less than 100 meters apart.

It’s a decoration style that can drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

Or, an overly asymmetrical style can also satisfy obsessive-compulsive disorder? Or maybe this is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder in itself...

"This is indeed the style of an elf city."

Annan replied.

He has indeed seen the city of elves - he saw it from the place where the ghostly elf, Miss Porphys, was.

Of course, Annan left half a sentence.

——The city of elves has a rather advanced aesthetic even from a modern point of view.

It was a gorgeous and colorful city.

An asymmetrical mega-building that is more than 100 meters long and full of post-modern art style. More than 20 species of creatures are dyed into colorful crystals. The walls are covered with translucent luminous decorations, huge arch bridges and Tunnel...if you want to describe it, it can probably be summed up as psychic punk. ~IndoMTL.com~ Among the huge shocks I received when I saw that kind of city - [Asymmetry] is a detail that requires hindsight to realize that "it is really so".

If you want to talk about his style for the elf city...

That is "flash".

It’s so flashy, especially at night. The colorful neon light brought by the spell makes the whole city look like a chassis covered with LEDs. The light pollution is extremely serious.

"——The Elven City I know is exactly like this."

Against my will, Annan said so calmly.

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Viscount Dolgoruki said proudly: "The elven tradition we pursue is not just that."

"What else?"

"This is what I am going to show you now - the [reason] for my acquittal of the treason charge I have."

The Viscount said seriously.

——This was the first time he mentioned his "crime" after meeting Annan.

Hearing this, Annan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zolgen, who had been following him, clenched his right hand slightly.

Annan raised his head and looked at the Viscount.

He said slowly: "Since you took the initiative to mention this, I think... there should be something in this room that can convince me."

"Of course, Your Majesty."

The Viscount smiled calmly: "Then a question is... do you know what the elves worship?"

"——Snake."

Annan replied without hesitation.

"Correct answer, but not complete. The correct statement is... [Snake that is not a snake]."

The Viscount put his hand on the doorknob of the study room and pushed it slowly.

"Its name is, the Beast of Change——

"That is, [worm]."