How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

"Is he the kind of person who particularly pursues authenticity?" Miss Fox didn't turn around, but simply restored the damage caused by the time traveler.

However, they only repaired the Earth and didn't care about anything else.

The space station next door was taking pictures of this side frantically, but they didn't care either.

It's not like she was given a completely different world to contain.

"What? You want to convince me?" The other person also didn't care and instead released the aura of his "Dao".

It is a rather abstract concept of "Tao," yet it is also a fairly common pursuit.

reality.

It is what he pursues and what he believes in, which is why he reacted so strongly.

"The neighborhood committee?" That was his guess about Miss Fox's identity.

It really does look like it.

The first thing they did was inspect the situation, then repair the damaged Earth, and then give the impression that they were going to discuss some philosophical principles.

It's as if the creator of the containment world learned of the residents' demands and sent staff to mediate.

But that's an illusion.

“It’s not the neighborhood committee,” Miss Fox denied, “but deep down I really despise your attitude.”

Everyone has their own pursuits, and Miss Fox understands that.

But that doesn't stop Miss Fox from mentally belittling those with different mindsets and pursuits.

After all, think about it, is there a problem?

"...But you said it out loud!" The person in custody was speechless. What kind of person was this? It's one thing to think it in your heart, but why say it to someone's face?

Should we engage the enemy and draw their aggro?

"Did I say it out loud?" Miss Fox tilted her head and tried to get away with being cute.

However, this behavior only invites more hatred.

"Okay, you're not from the neighborhood committee." Even someone as good-tempered as him couldn't help but clench his fists, a surge of anger rising within him, making him almost want to punch Miss Fox on the head.

What kind of people are these?!

“It’s not illegal to talk about it,” Miss Fox shrugged. “Especially when I’m better than you, this is the art of speaking. You should learn from me.”

As a senior in the field, her words are the truth.

"But I can't leave yet. Do you really have to be taken into custody?"

Miss Fox frowned slightly as she looked at the padlock symbol that Earth was sending back.

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## Chapter 1601 You Can't Leave Yet ( )

"...Are you sure you're not from the neighborhood committee?"

The people in custody were barking and howling.

Miss Fox has never cared, and she even speaks her mind.

It's like pouring gasoline on a fire.

"Are you provoking me?!"

if not?

Miss Fox rolled her eyes, her attitude clear and unambiguous, almost as if she was about to call him a nobody.

"I didn't expect you, a nobody, to have such sharp eyes, grasping the key point right away~"

Yes, I've already said it.

The detainee could no longer hold back and clenched his fists, ready to throw a punch!

The process of generating power from the feet and using all the muscles in the body to transfer the power to the fist was so perfect that it was infuriating.

Even after being hit, Miss Fox wore an even more irritating expression, and even puffed her face forward—

But just as the fist was about to hit Miss Fox's face, the person being held suddenly realized something and stopped.

Only a gust of wind from her fist lightly brushed against her fair face, shattering a large number of meteorites along the path behind Miss Fox.

Miss Fox: ?

"What's wrong? You can't bring yourself to do it because I'm good-looking?"

Miss Fox picked up a rose and waved it around. Her slightly puzzled expression, combined with her deliberately tender gaze, was incredibly charming.

However, the inmates had no interest in appreciating it.

His eyes gleamed with an all-knowing wisdom, or at least that's what he thought.

"You bastard, are you deliberately trying to provoke me so you can launch a counterattack and make your way out?"

And this kind of operation?

Miss Fox was taken aback. Actually, she hadn't thought that much about it. She just wanted to exercise the unique right of seniors to be willful and outspoken.

But since they've gone to such lengths to find a way for her... this is actually a pretty good way to escape.

"...You've already said it!" the inmate gritted his teeth.

He couldn't quite tell whether the neighborhood committee sprite was genuinely trying to provoke him into a battle, or simply had no ulterior motives and was just trying to annoy him.

What terrible things did I do to attract this thing?!

After glancing at the crater, which had been repaired but still bore traces, the inhabitant gave a cold laugh. How could a fake world be considered a scourge!

Miss Fox shook her head: "Although this world was created specifically for you, it doesn't mean that this world is fake, nor can it be said that the life in it is fake. But it exists as real at the moment you return."

It's a simple and easy thing to understand, but this person in custody doesn't see it that way.

From this perspective, the two are quite incompatible.

"Ah, if that's the case, it seems like there's not much to communicate about."

Miss Fox put on a pretentious, troubled expression.

The exaggerated emotional changes were almost like watching an animation, which seemed quite out of place.

Every move they made was designed to provoke the inmates' nerves.

"Wouldn't it be the best solution to put me back in my original world?!" The inmate said, barely suppressing his anger.

It seems they didn't understand why The Wandering Earth would create something like containing a world.

The detached ones are alright, as they are set up independently. The little broken ball, besides refusing to accept them, only has the option of silencing them as a solution.

But a returning transmigrator who hasn't even reached the Transcendent level...

Miss Fox chose to explain why in the simplest and most understandable way.

Using Earth's permissions, it directly altered the settings of the contained world, Earth, and uninstalled the system settings cultivated by the contained individuals.

"you--"

The inmate instantly realized something and angrily wanted to say something.

However, the environment here is not good; it's outer space, and without the support of supernatural forces, sound cannot travel at all.

Coincidentally, because the system he cultivated had been uninstalled, the power was incompatible and therefore could not take effect here. Only the basic panel values ​​remained to prevent him from dying immediately, allowing him to hold on until Miss Fox pulled him into her protective range.

"How does it feel to be suffocating and on the verge of death?"

In fact, not only that, the bodies of those in captivity were also frozen stiff.

In short, this must have been a wonderful experience, right?

Well, people can't speak now, so let's just consider it a wonderful experience.

"In the main world, the little broken planet doesn't allow supernatural forces to play around, but the specially prepared containment world allows you to play around as you please, so which one do you prefer?"

Unless you're strong enough to beat the little broken ball, don't even think about going back to the main world.

Miss Fox understood this immediately after learning about the containment of the world.

Accepting and containing a world is not just a matter of concept; the gap in reality is also a huge obstacle.

How can some people not understand?

"...Much...Mother Earth...how...?" The inmate, barely catching his breath, wanted to curse, but was quickly stunned by the awe in his own voice.

We had the same experience!

"But now I can call you by your full name!"

Snapped!

Miss Fox felt like she'd been slapped on the bottom!

Tsk!

He could only click his tongue in displeasure and refrain from uttering any further reckless words.

After all, strength is a mountain, and before you can turn the tables, you still have to be timid. Besides, that doesn't stop her from thinking about how to get the little broken ball back in the future.

"Now do you understand? Either you become a beggar and obediently accept the shelter, where you can play around as you please, or you kneel down and become a beggar, losing all your skills and becoming a corporate slave."

Instead of venting her anger on the person being incarcerated, Miss Fox simply and directly explained the situation to him.

If they still don't know what's good for them, then Miss Fox has no choice but to see if addressing the root cause of the problem counts as solving the problem.

Miss Fox also wanted to know if Little Broken Ball really wanted her to be a neighborhood committee member.

That's impossible! Just this B alone is enough to give you a headache!

"Embarking on the path to immortality is not for kneeling—"

The mental pollution sword, which had been incarcerated before him and still had no real name, pierced his heart and nailed his soul.

Miss Fox isn't stupid. Since she's already said that, there's no need to give her time to build up her strength.

She was in a bit of a rush.

"Actually, there are other paths. For example, you can refuse to accept charity and go back to the sea, where you can choose any world to become an ancestor."