Chapter 27 I must have been contaminated by the game!

The Human Alliance was in great turmoil and confusion because of Moon's little wish.

They couldn't quite understand how the other party had broken in so easily, and they couldn't understand even more why the other party had deliberately broken through their firewall just to add a filtering function.

It's full of weirdness from beginning to end.

But that didn't matter to Moen.

Moon didn't even know about this.

Moon was just filtering out the items he needed.

After taking a rough look around, Moon decided to focus on Baratheon first.

Because Morn felt that the next time would most likely be in Baratheon.

As for the possibility of it being just this once.

Moon thought it was unlikely.

Moon even felt that the time for the next time travel might be very near.

There's no reason, I just think so.

However, Baratheon is recognized by time travelers as the worst birthplace.

Posts about Baratheon are basically all kinds of requests for help.

Apart from the post just mentioned, the one with the highest number of views and likes is about how to escape from Baratheon safely and quickly.

After flipping through it for a while, Moon felt that there was no good entry point.

But as he searched, Moon saw a person who seemed both unexpected and reasonable to him—Aier.

Looking at the time, Al should indeed get up.

As for why they were sure it was Ai'er, it was because of the content of the other party's post - how to be sure that you have not been discovered by the hunters?
As mentioned above, I was brought to the Overwatch Council for questioning because of an unexpected incident in Baratheon. I came out safely, but I'm not sure if any problems were discovered with me.

How can I determine whether my situation is safe?

Note: The hunter who was in charge of questioning me was temporarily replaced by a captain-level Yellow-headed Eagle.

There is no doubt that this must be Elmeilan!

Why is Aier’s ID “Ai Mo”?
Moon couldn't help but think about it a little more, but then he thought of the scene when girls kept confessing to Ai'er in high school.

And the embarrassment of asking the other person if they have a boyfriend they like and want to bring home to meet him/her, and then being surprised to hear that he/she doesn’t like men.

After rubbing the corners of his eyes, Moon, who felt embarrassed just by recalling the past, no longer had any extra thoughts.

Most likely this guy was lazy and used her name and my name to make an ID.

Aier used to be like this. He would never think too much about things if he could avoid thinking too much.

But even though she didn't reveal much, it was still too careless.

I have to teach her myself!

After thinking for a while, Moen sent a private letter to Ai Er:
"I'm not sure what exactly happened to you at the time, but since you were caught up in an unexpected incident in Baratheon."

"So according to the information, you live in Baker Street?"

Elmeilan, who was lying on the bed, was stunned for a moment.

This locks down the specific location?!

After seeing that the other party's ID was changing wildly, Elmeilan sat up directly.

what is this? !
There are many IDs made up of pure numbers, but this is the first time she has seen one that changes so wildly.

Could it be the legendary first batch? !

"Then I remember that at that time, the person in charge of the Baker Street cult incident was the West District General Inspectorate. You also specifically mentioned that the person who interrogated you was a yellow-headed eagle. My friend, you are too careless."

"You've directly limited the scope of your identity as if you were confessing it!"

"But I can tell you that you have absolutely no problems, because the cultist case has been completely closed. In this case, the hunters have no reason to let the long line catch the big fish. Since you can still post, then there must be no problem with you."

"Also, delete the post. Before more people find out."

Elmeilan screamed and quickly deleted her post.

I was careless, very careless.

Why didn't she think of this?

Obviously you don't have to think about it seriously.

What’s the difference between what I said and confessing my identity?
Seeing that Ai'er really deleted the post quickly, Moen laughed out loud.

Although Aier did limit his scope very small, it was not as outrageous as he said.

After all, he was the only one who knew Aier's situation so well. After laughing for a few times, Moen waited for Aier's private message again:
"Hello, what do I need to pay?"

If the other party asks for a price that is too high and you cannot afford it, they can report it truthfully to the website creator, thereby lowering their own credit rating.

In this way, it would be difficult for other time travelers to be willing to contact and help each other.

The other party's credit rating is directly visible to everyone and is designed by the website owner.

This system has been operating reasonably for five years and has been recognized by all time travelers.

But thinking of this, Elmeilan also discovered another problem.

So the other party has no credit rating?
No rating?

How can this be?

When I first came in, I had an E-level credit specially marked as a newbie!

Moon stroked his chin and said jokingly:
"people!"

After being stunned for a moment, Ai'er immediately flew into a rage.

Moen has never thought about me, and you still want to sleep with me?!
But the other party was so mysterious and seemed very difficult to deal with. Worried that something might happen and even Moen would be involved, Elmeilan limited her speech:

"Please don't challenge my bottom line!"

Knowing Ai'er's temper, Moen stopped teasing her. He just said strangely:

"What are you thinking about? I just need a favor from someone in Baratheon."

"Since you have been selected, it means that you are also an elite with a special skill. Please don't always fill your mind with yellow garbage."

Ah, is this what you mean?

Elmeilan suddenly lost interest and became embarrassed.

That’s right. I heard that the first batch consisted of less than a hundred absolute elites in the entire alliance.

How could it be so vulgar?
She even wanted to run away.

But in the end he replied:

"It's my problem, please forgive me, but I want to know what you need my help with. If it's too difficult or dangerous, I will refuse."

"Even if it lowers my credit rating!"

If the other party provides the help you requested, but you fail to give corresponding returns, your rating will easily be lowered.

Although you can respond that the other party is asking for too much.

But since she really couldn't give anything in return, Elmeilan was going to accept it.

As long as the other party doesn't go too far.

Moen said:

"It's not difficult. Since you are in the Baratheon capital, I just want you to help keep an eye out for some information that may be problematic."

"Of course, you must supply me first, and I will naturally give you a reasonable reward."

So simple?
"That's it?"

"That's all!"

Of course, that’s all, my little love.

What more could I ask of you?
Thinking of this, Moon suddenly thought of what would happen if one day he realized that he might not be able to come back.

I must leave a private message to Ai'er in advance.

In addition to explaining her divine path from potion formula to ascension ceremony in private messages, she also had to attach in detail all the problems she might encounter in the process and provide solutions.

After doing all this, El will definitely wonder why I am so nice to her.

At this time, I have to tell her the only reward I need - a piece of bread, a glass of milk and the companionship that has never been absent since she was a child.

Seeing this, Ai'er would definitely realize who I am, and then rush into the next room in a hurry, and stand there in a daze looking at the empty house.

Haha, that’s true.

Wait, what was I thinking?
Moen slapped himself hastily.

I must have been tainted by that damn game!
Moon subconsciously wanted to pray to a certain goddess.

But he put his hand down again in embarrassment after raising it.

You can't just pray randomly, because if it's answered, it'll be all over.

But to Moen's surprise, the man on the other side, Aier, actually replied:
"I agree to your proposal, but my ability is not outstanding. However, I can recommend another person to you. She is also in Baratheon and has excellent abilities!"

(End of this chapter)