Lynch and Natasha play games together on Sunday.

"Ah, it's really annoying," Natasha complained, "I've been killed again!"

"It's okay," Lynch comforted her, "as long as you persist to the end, you will win. If you lose, I will avenge you."

"Then I'll go to bed first and continue playing games later," Natasha said yawning, "Please, don't go to bed too late at night, I still have to read books."

"Don't worry, I know." Lynch agreed.

Natasha went back to her room to rest, while Lynch continued to play the game.

"Hey, why did you kill me!"

Suddenly, a roar came from my ears, and it turned out to be my teammate who had just been killed by Lynch.

Lynch had an innocent expression on his face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, who told you to be distracted?"

"Hmph! You apologize to me now!" the other party said fiercely, "I tell you, I have been patient with you for a long time!"

Lynch smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time..."

"Don't smile at me, apologize to me quickly!" the other party said fiercely, "Or I'll beat you up!"

Lynch shrugged: "Whatever you want, do whatever you like, I'm not afraid anyway."

The other party said angrily: "You bastard! How dare you insult me ​​like this! I decided not to forgive you!"

After saying that, the other party took up his weapons and launched an attack on Lynch.

Lynch quickly avoided, but was surprised to find that he was not injured. So Lynch boldly guessed: Could it be an illusion?

"Hmph," said the other party coldly, "I know what you are thinking. Yes, you are now in my illusion. If I want, you will never be able to get out."

"Oh?" Lynch asked, "What should I do?"

"It's very simple, as long as you follow my rules." The other party said arrogantly, "First of all, you must accept the punishment!"

"Hmm?" Lynch was puzzled, "What punishment?"

The other party said sinisterly: "I will stab you with a needle until you feel dizzy. How about it? Are you afraid?"

Lynch smiled and said, "It's okay, just come and try it."

The other party was obviously full of confidence in his skills. He took out a steel nail without hesitation and stabbed it hard on the back of Lynch's hand. Suddenly, blood flowed out.

"How is it?" the other party said proudly, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I can bear this pain." Lynch shook his head and said, "Let's go ahead, I want to see how powerful you are."

The other party sneered, "You are really tough enough, I want to see how many times you can hold it up." After that, he picked up another steel nail from the table beside him, and then stabbed it into the back of Lynch's right hand with force.

"Hmm." Lynch gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"How is it, can you still bear it?" the other party asked, his tone still despised.

"It's okay, keep going." Lynch said calmly, not blinking.

"Hmph, it seems you are really not afraid of death." The other party sneered and inserted the steel nail into the back of Lynch's left hand.

At this time, Lynch's forehead was covered with sweat and his legs were trembling slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and looked as if nothing had happened.

"It's not a solution to continue like this," Lynch thought to himself. Sooner or later, he would fall into a coma if he continued like this.

"It seems you can't hold on anymore, right?" the other party said, "Since that's the case, I'll pause. You're ready to accept the punishment."

Lynch nodded: "Okay, please start your performance."

The other party showed an evil smile: "Haha, I will let you experience the real pain, but don't cry~"

Then, Lynch found himself in a black space with a stone slab under his feet and countless round spherical bodies shining with light around him, looking as transparent as crystal.

"Welcome to the world of the Lord of the Rings," an old voice rang out, "This is the task I designed for you."

"Task?" Lynch asked in confusion, "What mission?"

“You can understand it as a new world, a new world suitable for magic,” the other party said. “In this world you need to find something, such as treasures and wealth, and your goal is to bring the treasure back to the Elvin Forest.”

"Treasure? Wealth?" asked Lynch, "What exactly does that treasure and wealth look like? Where should I find it?"

"There are many strange magical elements in this world that you can become stronger by absorbing them, while you also have to protect your partners from harm."

"Partner?" Lynch frowned, "What kind of companions do I have?"

"You can build your own castle here, and then have many beautiful wives and concubines, enjoy wealth and prosperity, and live a happy and fulfilling life."

"Well, I don't need a wife and concubine. I just want to be strong and make my parents feel more comfortable." Lynch said seriously. "As for treasures and wealth, I think they should be very precious things, so I will try to find them."

The other party was silent, and after a while he said, "You are indeed a good boy."

"Thank you for the praise," Lynch said with a smile, "I also hope to help my parents get out of trouble. I don't know what I'm looking for?"

"Find the remains of the 'king'." The other party said slowly.

"Finding the King?" Lynch was stunned for a moment, "Who is the King?"

The other party did not answer him, but said, "Remember, this is a dangerous and great world. You must learn to cherish it and never fail."

"Okay." Lynch replied seriously, "I will work hard."

"Then good luck," the other party said, and ended the call.

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief, then wiped off the cold sweat from his head, and murmured to himself: "Wang, who is it?"

He stood up and moved his arms. Although he knew that the other party must be monitoring him, he couldn't care about so much now. What he was most worried about now was Natalia's situation, so he had to go find her quickly.

Lynch walked out of the room and knocked on Natalia's door, finding that she didn't seem to wake up.

"She doesn't look very good," Jared said. "It seems she is probably using illusions and over-consuming."

"What should we do?" said Lynch. "You can't let me sit here and stare at me."

Jared sighed and said, "I have no other way."

Lynch thought for a while and said, "Let's do it, let's tell Mr. Peter Fitzwilliams about our matter, and he might have a way."

Jared nodded: "That's all."

Lynch returned to the living room, and then described in detail what he and Natalia encountered, and finally said: "We must tell Mr. Peter the truth. I believe Mr. Peter will definitely find a way to treat Natalia."

Jared nodded and said, "Leave this to me, but when are you going back?"

"I... will talk about it when my friend recovers from health," Lynch thought for a while and said.

"Then I'll take you to the hotel for a rest," said Jared, "and you can call a car for you, after all, your current situation is not suitable for riding a horse."

"Okay," said Lynch, "I'm really tired."

"Then I'll go first," Jared said, "Good night, Lynch."

"Good night," said Lynch, "By the way, can I borrow a cell phone from you to use it? My phone number is here."

"Of course it's okay." Jared handed Lynch a card, then turned around and left the room.

Lynch put the card into his pocket and lay on the bed. He had just fallen asleep and suddenly heard a noisy sound from outside.

"Hey, I said, brother, no wandering souls are allowed here. If you are not cursed, please leave here immediately." Lynch heard the patrol call.

"I know where this place is. I'm here just to find out about the secrets of this church." Lynch opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling and said, "I think you should know what is hidden here, right?"

"Oh?" The patrolman seemed to be interested, "Let's hear."

"I have read some information about this in a note, and it is said that there was a great magician buried here." Lynch said. "I suspect he was one of the founders of the Hogwarts Magic School, but according to records, he died three hundred years ago."

"So you want to find his legacy?" the man said with interest.

"Legend?" Lynch asked back, "Shouldn't it be a treasure?"

"Ha, treasure?" the man said mockingly, "Do you know how many treasures exist in the magical world? The owner of the treasure might have died long ago."

Lynch shrugged and said, "Okay, then why am I here?"

"Of course, it's about finding the secret here, finding that treasure, and..."

"Then get enough treasures to save the world?" the man suddenly interrupted him, "You are so humorous, young man."

“…”

"I admit that you are indeed excellent, but your situation is not good yet, so I advise you not to take risks because you are not worth gambling."

"I don't need to bet," said Lynch, "I believe in fate, and I am willing to believe in fate's arrangements."

"You are optimistic." The man laughed.

Lynch said lightly: "Actually, I'm not optimistic."

"Oh," the man raised his eyebrows, "I've never seen someone like you."

"I've just been sticking to what I stick to," said Lynch. "I've just followed my inner choices."

"So, are you a devout saint?" the man teased.

"Yeah, I'm a saint, I believe God is fair, and it will reward me," said Lynch. "If you will, I can give you everything I have, even..." He paused and his face turned red, "even my body."

"Oh, my dear, you're kidding." The man said helplessly, "I don't like men."
To be continued...