Collapse, the beginning will avoid 500 years of detours

Silver-grey eyes looked at each other.

Although the temperature in the bathroom was not low, Bronya felt as if she was falling into an icy cave.

Her body trembled, and goose bumps appeared on her fair skin.

However, in a trance, Bronya blinked, and the self in the mirror also blinked, and everything returned to normal, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Was I distracted?

Bronya scratched her hair in confusion. She felt that too many things had happened today, causing her to have wild thoughts and illusions.

She hadn't heard of any ghost stories in the town either.

However, thinking back to the person in the mirror who had an emotionless face and looked like a killer, Bronya quickly dried herself with a towel and ran out of the bathroom without even wrapping herself in the towel.

Although Bronya, who firmly believes in materialism, does not believe in ghosts, she feels that there are still many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. In addition, she is now alone at home, so she might as well seal herself with a quilt as soon as possible.

Bronya jogged into the bedroom, pounced onto her bed, rolled over, and wrapped herself in the quilt.

Although it was not nice to wrap wet hair in the quilt after taking a shower, Bronya didn't care about it anymore.

When she thought of the look in the mirror, she felt a little scared.

No no no.

Bronya shook her head under the quilt. She wanted to quickly forget about the person in the mirror. It was just her illusion.

An illusion must be an illusion.

But the more I try to forget, the clearer I remember.

Let’s think about something happy.

Somehow, Bronya thought of Otto. It was the first time she had seen someone like Otto. How could someone watch a porn movie in front of a girl without changing his expression?

Isn't he ashamed?

Suddenly, Bronya felt that the person in the mirror gave her a feeling a bit like Otto. When Otto pinched himself, there was no expression on his face, as if he wanted to kill himself.

Was it really Otto who caused this illusion?

Bronya thought that was the case.

She pursed her lips.

What a shame, even after the person is gone, the ghost still lingers around.

The fear in her heart gradually faded away. Bronya closed her eyes and thought about what happened today. She turned over and lay on the bed.

Her knees were slightly bent, and her raised buttocks lifted the quilt.

Otto...

Her right hand moved quietly down, and her left hand pressed on her neck. There was a slight sting when it touched the wound, and Bronya gently bit the sheets with her teeth, and the top of her foot was tense.

Otto...

Getting better.

"Otto..."

The airtight quilt was a little stuffy. Bronya's breath was as fragrant as orchid, and her face was flushed. She was muttering softly about the man who was completely different from the others.

After a long time, I should forget about him.

Let this be our farewell ceremony.

"what happened?"

However, a voice came from outside the quilt.

Bronya's eyes suddenly widened, her body tensed instantly, and her toes hooked tightly on the sheets.

After a long while, Bronya, with a flushed face, slowly poked her head out from under the quilt, like a turtle hiding in its shell. She looked around nervously, and then her eyes fell on the computer desk.

She thought Otto, who had just walked away after dinner, was now sitting in front of the computer, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"You, you..." Bronya almost fainted, her voice became sharp due to panic, "Why are you here!?"

The person for the farewell ceremony was actually sitting in the room.

Doesn't that mean...

"I'll be here after dinner." Otto said, "Bronya, your face is so red. Did you just take a shower? If you did, don't wrap your wet hair in the quilt. Let me help you dry it."

There was a bathroom in the bishop's room, and Otto had taken a bath there once, so he was no stranger to modern bathing methods.

But because the soul steel body would not accumulate fatigue and stains, Otto took a lonely shower and did not feel like he had taken a real shower at all.

Otto stood up as he spoke, but Bronya shouted as if she was screaming.

"Don't come over!!!"

【Hahahahahaha! 】

The laughter of Void Bankao echoed in Otto's mind.

[Otto, you are indeed a man with deep sins.]

Otto frowned. He felt that Bronya's reaction was a little strange. Her evasive eyes looked like she had done something bad.

"No." As if dissatisfied with Otto standing still, Bronya shouted again, "Get out! Get out of Bronya's room!"

But fearing that the other party would misunderstand, Bronya bit her smooth lips and spoke in a low voice.

"Bronya just took a shower and is not wearing any clothes. Please go out for a moment. Bronya needs to put on her clothes..."

Well, that's the reason.

As for other reasons, no matter what Otto said, Bronya would not admit it.

"Oh." Otto nodded. He left the room considerately and closed the door. But as soon as he closed the door, Otto took out his cell phone from his pocket.

He searched online for "What does a girl do in bed that causes the bed and quilt to shake?", and soon a variety of answers appeared.

Oh?

Otto found that one of the answers matched Bronya's situation.

But judging from Bronya's reaction, this seemed like something that was too embarrassing to talk about, so I'd just pretend I didn't know.

Otto understood what was happening and stopped caring. Instead, he stood at the door playing with his phone. About half an hour later, he heard Bronya's voice coming from the room.

"You can come in now..."

Otto pushed the door open and saw Bronya sitting obediently on the bed in her bear pajamas.

The sheets and quilt seem to have been changed...

The patterns are different.

However, considering Bronya's feelings and looking at what was on Bronya's computer, Otto smiled at Bronya understandingly and decided to pretend that nothing had happened.

Ahhhhh!

Half an hour later, the blush on her cheeks had faded, but her neck and ears were still red. When Bronya saw Otto giving her a meaningful smile, she suddenly wanted to roll around on the bed with her head in her arms.

"me......"

Bronya opened her mouth and pinched herself secretly. The pain made her calm down a little. She put on a stern face and prepared to skip the matter of using Otto as material.

"Otto, why are you still here?"

She thought the man had left, but she didn't expect him to be in her room. What's more, he didn't say anything when she entered the room, which made her unable to control herself and do that kind of thing.

Bad guy!

Bronya felt that Otto was deliberately doing bad things.

It is clear that he could have interrupted the program at any time during the process, but he waited until the system was about to crash before suddenly speaking out, triggering an unprecedented system collapse.

Bronya is feeling a little exhausted now.

"Because there are computers here." Otto simply explained.

Where did this internet-addicted teenager come from?!

"Are you going to stay here and spend the night with the computer?" Bronya said with a straight face. She felt as if the computer was more important than herself.

"It's okay, I don't need to sleep." The immortal master Otto smiled and said, "If you are sleepy, just turn off the lights and go to sleep. Don't worry about me."

I will definitely care!

What should I do if I fall asleep and you attack me and do something beastly?

How could I possibly resist with my thin arms and legs?

However, seeing Otto turn his head to look at the computer screen again, Bronya's mouth twitched.

This man seems to be more interested in computers than in himself.

Humph.

Something worse than beasts.

16. This will not happen again.

Somewhere in Siberia, in a secret base that cannot be detected by any detection equipment.

In a dark room.

A woman with long wavy golden hair was taking a nap on the table.

She is the acting leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, one of the Anti-Entropy executors, and the leader of the reformists, Cocolia.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Cocolia, who was taking a nap, opened her eyes like purple gemstones. She sat up and stretched.

Kokolia, who was once a Russian captain, has been out of the army for many years, but her graceful body is still covered with a standard military uniform, with a bold slit at the base of the legs showing off her slender thighs.

She rubbed her doll-like pretty face. The ears exposed between her hair were adorned with purple gem earrings. Her narrow purple eyes gave people a sense of dominance.

"Come in."

Cocolia said lightly.

Her secretary pushed the door open with a document.

"I apologize for disturbing your rest, Lady Kokolia, but I have something very important to tell you." The secretary handed the document to Kokolia. "We have observed a Valkyrie unit entering Siberia."

"Which unit?"

Cocolia frowned and took the document.

"Ragnar's Valkyrie Stormtroopers are currently staying in a small town, seemingly looking for something."

"Huh." Cocolia sighed, "This is really causing me trouble."

"This is my territory. Send someone to say hello to them."

The file contained several blurry photos. There happened to be an anti-entropy spy in the town, and looking at one of the photos, Cocolia raised her eyebrows.

I actually saw an acquaintance.

Closing the document and glancing at the time, Cocolia stood up and her secretary helped her put on her coat.

"By the way, let's investigate what Tianming is looking for. As for the rest, please notify me if there is anything else."

"I promised Xier that I would go back tomorrow."

"Yes," the secretary said respectfully, "Lord Cocolia, you truly love your daughter. Despite your busy schedule, you still take time to come back and celebrate her birthday. If Miss Xier knew, she would definitely be very grateful to you."

"Hmph." Cocolia snorted softly and smiled. "If a mother and daughter have to express their gratitude, then they are still mother and daughter. Well, I have to go back quickly. It's been a while since I've been back. I heard Rosalia can't stop talking about me."

After saying that, Cocolia turned and left.

However, thinking of the photo she had just seen, Cocolia muttered softly in a voice that only she could hear.

"Come to think of it, I don't know how her daughter is doing now."

"He should be living a good life."