What is the Richest Man in Halongmen?

My favorite Japanese light novel writer is Nishio Restoration. This kind of writing style echoes the foreshadowing of the previous period, which can be regarded as the result of his strong influence.

If you are interested, you may wish to recall the hints I have made, either overt or covert (laughs).

Including the title of this volume is also neta from "Roman Holiday".

In addition, there are "Hostages" about Schiller and "Run, Melles" by Osamu Dazai.

Actually, when I was writing this volume, I didn't think about this novel at first.

However, when I was halfway through writing, I found that the content of "Run, Mellors" echoed the plot of this volume to some extent.

Introducing this novel can better increase the tension of the plot.And, considering that the vast majority of readers have not read this novel, I introduced this novel in a small chapter.

Although there are only a few hundred words, but because there may be a suspicion of water, so I deleted that paragraph and finally decided to keep it.

Now that I think about it, though, there is a famous novelist who likes to quote other people's work more than I do.No one scolds him for making up the number of words, so no one scolds me, right?

(Not alluding to Gangnam, lol)

All in all, if you are interested in reading this short story by Osamu Dazai because of me, then I am very honored (laughs).Of course, friends who have seen it will have different feelings if they watch it again, right?

Back to the plot.

Just as I promised all readers in my testimonials, the next volume will be a personal volume of Happy Little Killer Whale, a personal volume in the true sense.

In this way, I can be regarded as recycling the promise when it was put on the shelf.

There is also a friend in the comment area who is worried that the content of Mostima will not be recovered, so there is no need to worry about this.At the time of writing, when I was in ambush, I already had a plan B (including Tianhuo) to deal with the landing of the YJ satellite.

So far, thank you very much for being able to read this far, I'm short-handed, let's see you in the next volume.

By the way, by the way, I will give a little preview of the volume name of the next volume. Since the number of words is almost the same, considering that there will be charges for exceeding the number of words, this time the preview will be a little shorter.

--Volume [-], Ming Binson Crusoe, Ming Binson and Thursday (S).

Chapter 1 Do you like me

Mingdu's consciousness has almost disappeared.

He could feel nothing, hear nothing, see nothing.

This is the so-called darkness.

Mingdu thought.

He felt that his body was like a leaf, sliding down towards the dark abyss lightly.

When it seemed that he was about to sink like this, Mingdu heard a faint voice calling him.

"Mingdu! Mingdu!"

It seems that thanks to this voice, Mingdu's consciousness gradually recovered.

Mingdu's consciousness began to rise, and finally returned to his head.

His eyes were blurred, and he only saw a black and white figure swaying in front of him.

"Wake up!"

Mingdu tried to open his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

where am i?

- I remembered.

He jumped into the sea from himself and found Skadi. Skadi took him forward in the sea.

Am I... not dead yet?

It is very absurd that such a thought appeared in Mingdu.

The black and white figure leaned over, and with her movements, her teeth were opened, and it seemed that some liquid had flowed into her mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Mingdu let out a coughing sound from the depths of his throat.

"Are you awake?"

The girl's voice was flat, but for some reason, Mingdu could hear the hidden joy in it.

For the first time, Mingdu felt that his body was so heavy.

He felt that no part of his body belonged to him, and it became extremely difficult to even speak out.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Skadi lowered his head and whispered, "What do you want to... say?"

Mingdu's lips opened and closed slightly, making a very small sound.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Skadi could only ask like a guess.

"you......"

Mingdu was finally able to reluctantly, and his weak state, to speak a little bit in a low voice.