I will never give in to Miss Death

I turned around: "You...you don't know him?"

No way, didn’t someone say before that he was a fan of Pipi, had read Pipi’s books for many years, and wanted a Pipi autograph? How come now that Pipi is right in front of him, he acts like he doesn’t recognize him at all.

"Should I...know him?"

The boy looked at Pipi, then at me: "Or is he also an editor?"

At this time, Pippi also gave me an expression of "who is he".

"I met him on the way here. We both rented in the same apartment building and took the same bus here. I found out that we were both the authors of Honeydew Melon Bags, and we chatted for a while on the way here."

I said to Pipi: "I'm not very familiar with him, but he said he is a huge fan of Pipi and wants Pipi's autograph."

I deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the two words "Pipi".

"Girl, don't do this."

The boy was a little embarrassed. He looked at Pipi and said, "Brother, you are also a writer, right? Let's join the group?"

Pipi was stunned for a moment: "What group?"

“New author exchange group.”

"No, no, I'm not a newcomer."

Pipi waved her hands repeatedly: "I have been writing books for several years."

"You're still an old author. How many subscriptions does your book with the highest subscription have? Is the average subscription 1000?"

The boy was still as cheerful and familiar as ever: "My current book has an average subscription of nearly 800, and our group leader has an average subscription of over 2000. There are many new authors of similar works in the group, and we can help each other."

Seeing that the boy really didn't seem to know Pippi, I couldn't help laughing. However, considering that a girl's exaggerated laughter might affect her beauty, I sat on a small chair and imitated the two policemen in "The Mermaid", holding my mouth with my hands to prevent myself from laughing out loud.

"Hey……"

When the editor October saw this, she seemed to be planning to go over and remind the boy, but the editor-in-chief Big G next to her gave her a look that said "Don't say it, wait and see", making October feel at a loss as to whether to persuade the boy or not.

"Are you really a fan of Pipi?"

Under the boy's gaze, Pipi also laughed a little: "I don't quite believe it."

"Really? My boyfriend always brags about how amazing the novel by the God's Pet Pippi is. When he was writing his book, he borrowed a lot of settings from that author."

The girl next to the boy didn't seem to realize the current situation and helped explain: "The bookshelf in our house is full of Pippi's novels."

"Then you are..."

The corner of Pipi's mouth twitched: "Haven't you seen Pipi?"

"Well……"

The Cockroach Bully and Poison Fang behind Pipi couldn't help it either, and turned their faces away and covered their mouths.

"Why, what are you all laughing at?"

The boy still didn't see anything wrong: "What's wrong with Pi Pi? What's wrong with me liking his novels? Stop being a riddler..."

"Nothing, nothing, I just think you might be a fake fan."

Finally, the cockroach bully couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward: "Since you are a fan of Pipi, can't you recognize her in person when she is standing here?"

"Me?!"

The boy's eyes widened, and he looked at Pipi with an incredible expression: "You...you, ahem, are you Pipi himself?"

"If the Pipi you are talking about is the divine pet Pipi from Yaetang Novel Network... then it is indeed me."

Pipi coughed dryly and said, "It's my fault. I don't often show my face online, so it's normal that fans can't recognize me."

"Uh……"

The boy was completely shocked.

He looked at Pi Pi, then at me, lowered his voice, and mouthed, "The friend you were talking about is actually Pi Pi? How can you know such a big shot..."

"I'm just an ordinary person, and Pipi is actually an ordinary person too. I used to write books at Yaedo, and we worked under the same editor."

I signaled Pipi with my eyes: "Look, your idol is here, go get his autograph."

"..."

……

In the end, Pippi signed the boy's newly bought novel, and I successfully followed the editor-in-chief's instructions and found the editor Maomint who was counting the goods in the warehouse on the third floor.

"Come so early?"

Seeing me, Catmint put down the box in his hand and took a lollipop from the shelf next to him: "Here, this is your Children's Day gift in advance."

"I……"

Looking at the oblate lollipop in Catmint's hand with a colorful mosquito coil pattern, I didn't know what expression to make for a moment: "I'm an adult, editor."

"It's okay, you can eat it even if you're an adult. It doesn't say that adults can't eat this."

Catnip walked over and stuffed the lollipop into my shirt pocket: "How was your art exhibition?"

"It feels like they are all from Yuandian.com, and Honeydew Bag is just there to keep up the good fight."

I told him the truth: "There are still a lot of comics, but the environment is pretty good."

"The author conference doesn't start until the afternoon. You're a little early."

Catmint was wearing a sky blue shirt with a melon-shaped girl pattern on it, and a pair of pants. Her hairstyle was the same tomboyish short hair style she had during our previous video chat. This outfit meant that even when I was so close to her, I still couldn't tell her gender.

"Is there anywhere we can have lunch?"

I took out my phone and checked the time: "I'm a little hungry."

I had originally planned to negotiate with the landlord at the Snail House Apartment and spend time to tidy up any areas that were not cleaned properly. However, the landlord Yang Kun heard about my brother "Yin Shiren" and directly said that there was no need to clean the room and canceled my stay. I had no choice but to come here early.

"The cafeteria is on the first floor. If you don't like it, you can go out the main entrance and there's a food court across the street with a lot of food there."

The catnip editor dusted himself off and said, "How about I take you there?"

"No, I can just go by myself."

As I was about to leave the warehouse, a strange smell in the air stopped me. I sniffed it carefully and asked curiously, "Mr. Editor, do you have any spices here?"

"spices?"

The editor in front of him was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, this is what you are talking about, it really exists."

Then, she took out a large bag of green grass debris that had been ground into dry powder from a large box behind her: "I will make these into sachets manually and give them to the author together with the Children's Day gifts."

I walked over with some confusion, and then stepped back repeatedly because of the smell of grass debris in the air: "These... cough cough cough, what are these?"

This smell seems to be some kind of perfume. The editor said it was a sachet, which means that the perfume should be sprinkled on some kind of herb, allowing the perfume to evaporate slowly and provide fragrance.

But this herb...why does it taste familiar to me?

"You mean these grasses? They should be vanilla, catnip or something. I'm not sure."

I was shocked: "There's catnip?!"

"Yeah, aren't the contents of sachets usually a mixture of various spices?"

The catnip editor acted as if it was a matter of course: "What's wrong? The catnip editor gives catnip sachets to his authors, is that okay?"

At this moment, perhaps the effect of the herbs was slowly showing up. I started to feel a little dizzy, and the originally clear world gradually became ambiguous and blurry.

Damn it, I just seemed to... inhale a large mouthful of those grass clippings...

"Uh... nothing, um... Editor, is there a place here that's usually not visited by people and has no cameras? A small corner would be fine too."

"All above the fourth floor."

Catnip didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with me: "Many rooms on the fifth and sixth floors here are unoccupied, and some are even unfinished... What are you going to do?"

"I want to find a quiet place to write... Ahem, Boss Editor, I'm leaving first."

My breathing started to get heavier. I said goodbye to the editor and walked out of the small warehouse. I immediately called Yin Xiamo: "Xiao... Xiaomo."

"Well?"

Yin Xiamo on the other end of the phone was also panting, probably learning to drive: "What's wrong, Nuoer, your voice is so charming."

"I...can you come over here for a moment?"

For some reason, whenever I think of Yin Xiamo's appearance and the feeling of being hugged by her in bed, I feel my heart beating faster, my cheeks getting hot, and even the tone of my voice becomes much lower than usual.

"I'm having a little... difficulty."

As I was talking, I had already quickly run up to the fifth floor of this huge building and found that it was just as Editor Catmint said, it was desolate everywhere and seemed to have not been developed yet. There was no one in sight.

"Your voice? Hey, I think I understand what's going on."

My panting seemed to have caused Yin Xiamo to misunderstand, and soon a space crack appeared beside me.

"Kitty, do you miss your master?"

As soon as I came out of the crack, Yin Xiamo gave me a look as if a big bad wolf saw a little lamb.

Then she licked her lips and walked towards me.

"Then I won't be polite, okay?"

"..."

……

No. 179 This Nuoer has a heat stroke, why not...

This is a universe where only stars and chaos remain.

The space is surrounded by darkness on all sides, and occasionally a few shining stars and intertwined fluffy nebulae can be seen in the distance. The overall look is mysterious and beautiful.

At this moment, I am floating in the center of this mysterious dark space, wearing a blue and white magical girl uniform, a soft little skirt, over-the-knee white silk stockings and cute round-toed leather shoes, staring nervously at the girl in front of me.

The girl was wearing a black and gold magic dress, and her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings inlaid with mysterious patterns. She had a pair of black wings behind her, and her waist-length hair was moving in the wind in this mysterious space, which was extremely strange.

Yin Xiamo, the last demon in the multiverse, is also the most powerful electric shock user in the world.

Her lightning power is enough to tear apart any dark matter nebula, and even destroy a black hole.

And today, I, Yin Nuoer, as the last magical girl in this multiverse and the strongest water magician, will have the final battle with this big devil.

As long as we defeat Yin Xiamo, the great thunder demon, here, the entire universe will usher in peace and all mankind will be happy.

"Wake up!"

After a brief thought, I summoned my weapon - a cute sky blue magic wand with an apple-sized water ball fixed on the top.

This is my "Original Water" and the source of all my magical powers.

After tens of millions of years of trial and error, I have now mastered the power of "origin" to perfection and can control the power of water to fight at will.

Although there is still a small gap between him and the big devil in front of him, there is still a chance.

As long as my will is strong enough, I will definitely... win this battle!

"Oh my, kitty, are you still planning to resist at this point?"

As I watched, the demon Yin Xiamo in front of me flapped her black wings, with arcs of electricity flickering faintly in her hands. "Let's not talk about the fact that your strength is far inferior to mine, little cutie. Don't forget that you were cast under a very fatal 'curse' before you came in? Even so, you still insist on fighting?"

curse……

The voice of the demon in front of me reminded me of what happened to me not long ago.

That's right... at that time, I encountered a 'curse'.

My editor, the person I once trusted the most, cursed me just a while ago when I was about to step into this "field".

This curse is called "Catnip", and it is a super spell that can seal nearly half of my body's strength.

"Even so..."

After a brief hesitation, I mustered up my courage, raised my wand in both hands and faced the girl in front of me: "Even so, I won't admit defeat! The outcome has not been decided yet, even if I only use half of my energy, I can still defeat you!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Looking down at me, the great devil Yin Xiamo showed an interested expression and said in a charming tone: "Well, although the result is destined for you no matter how hard you fight, I still like to see this expression of yours, this expression of unyielding, firmness, and light shining in the darkness."

"as well as……"