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"Manager, what are you doing?"

The dragon did not come, but its master stood before the forget-me-not.

The other person's smile was no different from when we had dinner before; it was still an equal exchange, a conversation between people.

Forget-Me-Not was somewhat dazed. He didn't quite understand why Wan Qi could still maintain such a mindset under these circumstances. It was the norm for superiors to boss around subordinates, and occasional acts of kindness were merely a seasoning for the lives of the strong.

But the boy in front of me seemed to take this for granted as a normal part of his daily life.

In other words, his previous performance wasn't a convincing act; he genuinely had become accustomed to this way of interacting with people, which is truly... incomprehensible.

But he didn't hate it.

"Is the parasitic plant... alright?" Forget-me-not asked.

Wan Qi was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened his Necromancer's Space.

"Damn it! I almost forgot, Miss Parasite, wake up, the battle is over."

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What thoughts and feelings does the ellipsis above represent about the forget-me-not at this moment? (10 points)

Parasite woke up rubbing its eyes, its face filled with the bewilderment of a baby. To put it simply: Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do? What's the situation on Reach? Has Warhammer 40 and Star Iron collaborated?

"Uh... um... I..."

I kept humming and moaning for a while, not knowing what to say next.

"The battle is over. The Hand of Reconstruction's forces in Chicago have been wiped out. Arcana has fled. Manager, will you continue to search for them, or stay and join us?"

"It really was a total annihilation." Forget-Me-Not looked around at the ruins, then asked with a bitter smile, "Does someone like me still have a chance?"

"I don't know." Wan Qi spread his hands and said frankly, "I have no idea whether the manager has done anything immoral in the past. We are all adults and have to pay the price for our actions. But personally, I think the manager makes delicious steaks, provides excellent service, and is a very nice person. Now, you can choose a different life."

Forget-me-not smiled and adjusted her glasses: "So, are you inviting me?"

"I guess so. After all, if you leave now, the torrential rain outside will be merciless."

"So you have a way to help us get through the downpour."

"No need for honorifics, just call me Wan Qi. As for the torrential rain, I do have a solution, especially after experiencing so many things. I am now absolutely certain that my method is effective."

"Well then, thank you for your generosity. Just give me a small place to live; snakes aren't picky about where they live."

"But people should be more optimistic. Don't forget me, the store manager."

Forget-me-not smiled; though still a bit gloomy, it was definitely a little more cheerful.

Then, Forget-Me-Not and Parasite were also taken to the cabin on the back of the skeletal dragon. The latter felt that he had slept through at least 20,000 words of plot, so he was in a very confused state.

But it doesn't matter, with Veltin here, no one here will be neglected.

"Then, it's time to take off," Wan Qi said to everyone.

"Yay! Skeleton Dragon, take off!" Xingdi wished he could equip the Skeleton Dragon with a rudder so he could steer it himself and challenge the stars and the sea. That would be so exciting!

The bone dragon flapped its wings, and in a very short time, everyone flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters. From here, the curvature of the earth could be observed with the naked eye. However, the bone dragon soon descended to an altitude of two or three thousand meters.

Because of the high altitude and cold, Wan Qi himself didn't feel anything, but others couldn't stand it.

The only exception is Xingdi, who jumps around and shouts loudly, making one seriously question her species origin.

"That was so exciting!"

"Yes, it's suffocating."

"Being a dragon knight? I never even dared to dream about it when I was a kid."

"That's amazing!"

The people on the dragon's back were chatting and laughing, but the world below was in chaos.

A torrential downpour is imminent, but before that, it has already produced signs of impending rain.

The economic crisis arrived ahead of schedule, and the US stock market collapsed. But in this time, people's perceptions became horribly distorted. Normal food was no longer seen as food by ordinary people, but as garbage and filth. They began to consume gold and banknotes because their senses told them that these were the things that could be eaten.

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Unfortunately, while the rainstorm syndrome distorts the senses, it doesn't distort the digestive system of carbon-based organisms. If paper is barely within the digestible range of gastric juices, then swallowing gold is, as our ancestors called it, suicide by swallowing gold.

As a result, a large number of patients with gastrointestinal diseases began to appear around the world. Due to the suddenness and urgency of the situation, they were misdiagnosed as some kind of infectious disease.

But there were lucky ones, like a certain young lady.

The main reason she was lucky was that she had a very responsible housekeeper, Carson.

The bodyguards arranged by the old man were very competent. When Sophie was in danger, they immediately surrounded her from all directions and took their young lady away in advance, avoiding any innocent people from being harmed later.

Back home, Sophie was very curious about what had happened at the bar and wondered if she should go back to check. Then she heard a faint thumping sound in the distance. Not long after, a huge red crystal fell from the sky and landed right in the yard of Sophie's villa.

Carson's butler noticed the anomaly immediately, because the crystal was devouring the surrounding matter. When it first landed, it was only the size of a Model T, but it quickly expanded to the size of a Saint-Chamont tank, and then it stopped expanding.

But anything that gets within a meter of it will be mercilessly crushed. A servant was almost wiped out because they were preparing to haul the huge thing away in a cart.

Based on Carson's life experience, this should be some kind of mystical creation that accidentally fell into the villa. No one could guarantee that it was intact, so he immediately began to consider whether to arrange for the young lady to leave the villa and move to another residence. The Sotheby's family was not short of money and had plenty of places to rest. Even if they didn't, arranging a luxury hotel would not be a problem.

But at that moment, news reports began to mention "acute respiratory distress syndrome" and "gastrointestinal inflammation," and suddenly the outside world became less safe. As if overnight, the entire city was shrouded in an eeriness that was difficult to describe in words.

This made Butler Carson temporarily abandon the idea of ​​moving the young lady.

His intuition told him that it was more dangerous outside now.

Then, something even stranger happened: the servants in the villa began eating gold and banknotes, believing these to be the only edible things. They even threw away the real food.

At first, it was just a few individuals, but then more and more people did it. However, as soon as those people entered the villa's yard, they would immediately return to normal and feel immense fear for their previous behavior.

It's as if I'm no longer myself, but some other kind of monster.

Some people began to kneel on the ground and pray, believing it to be God's punishment for their past sins.

After discovering these circumstances, Carson immediately summarized and analyzed the situation, and tested it himself, arriving at a conclusion in the shortest possible time.

The outside world is undergoing some kind of mutation, and that huge red crystal shields this mutation and can also repair the sensory distortions caused by the mutation. Its effective radius is one hundred meters.

With these two pieces of information, Butler Carson immediately began to make arrangements, placing the servants with distorted senses in the courtyard. Sophie naturally came as well; as an expert in alchemy, she was very interested in the situation before her.

"Why did this happen all of a sudden? Is it some kind of mystical ritual? Or is it a mystical infectious disease? Wow, a mystical infectious disease, that's a really interesting topic."

"Ahem, Miss, please be a lady. This is very dangerous. There is an old saying in ancient China: A true lady should not stand under a city wall that is about to collapse."

"Okay, Mr. Carson, I'll be careful. I'll just keep an eye on things. Is everyone alright?"

"Please rest assured, Miss. Although I don't know the principle behind it, that crystal truly protected everyone. Perhaps it was the work of some mystic. I must thank that master properly when I have the chance."

"He must be a big shot in alchemy; I definitely need to meet him!"

At this moment, Sofby was unaware that a torrential downpour was about to sweep across the world. For most people in this world, they didn't even have the right to sense the impending disaster.

Washed away and reset along with the times, starting anew without any explanation.

A massive skeletal dragon slowly descends from the ruins of Chicago; a torrential downpour is imminent.

Virtue's expression was complicated. Her box could shelter occultists, but not ordinary people. Facing the impending storm and the prospect of separation and death, she was deeply saddened.

No matter how hard you struggled before, everything will eventually be swept away by the torrential rain. The only safe place is the headquarters of the St. Love Foundation.

The problem is, will they allow ordinary people without special skills to enter and obtain asylum? If that happens, Wan Qi might get so angry that he storms into the foundation, making things completely unmanageable.

Given Wan Qi's strength, which side is stronger, him or the Foundation?

No, no, no, I can't let that happen, absolutely!

Caught between a sanctuary for mystics and a close friend, Virtin was torn.

But just then, Wan Qi smiled and said to her, "Vildin, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet? What kind of bet?"

“If we all stand here and don’t go into your box, I guarantee everyone here will survive the downpour.”

"What!?" Virtue thought he had misheard.

"I am from outside this world, so the forces outside this world can naturally reject the rules of this world."

As soon as Wan Qi finished speaking, the countdown on the glow tube on Virtin's arm also reached zero.

The torrential rain has arrived.

Section 23: A Temporary Separation

(Eighth update!)

If this wasn't a disaster, the scenes depicting the "torrential rain" are still quite beautiful, like a dream.

Everything rises from the ground, returns to the sky, and then the world is presented in another form. Shouldn't such a scene be described as a miracle?

In the ruins of Chicago, people gaze at the outside world through countless red crystals.

There was shock, doubt, confusion, and curiosity, but the biggest surprise was...

"This place is immune to 'rainstorms'!"

Xingdi was quite certain that he had not hidden inside Virtue's box, but the "rainstorm" had no effect on him.

To be precise, the "rainstorm" was neutralized throughout Chicago; the red crystals refused to let the rainstorm in, so no matter what happened outside, nothing changed inside.

“Captain.” Apple floated up to Xingdi.

Xingzhu remained silent; she knew what Apple wanted to say.

A power capable of combating a world-class catastrophe—a power powerful enough to overturn the world.

Xingdi couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Apple, do you think magicians and mystics are the same species?"

"The magician the captain mentioned... oh, it was Mr. Wanqi who said that. It seems that the magician he understands is not the same as the magician we think of, nor the current mystics. No wonder he is from outside the world."

Xingdi fell silent, recalling what Arcana had said in the Death Realm.

"People from beyond this realm, people from beyond this world—are those beyond this world humans or gods?"

No one could answer Xingdi's question, not even Wanqi.

This torrential rain is destined to change many things.

"Mr. Carson, come quick! The world is taking off!"

Sophie pointed in surprise at the scene in the distance, a sight that also made Carson's expression turn serious.

"Young Miss, it's very dangerous outside right now. Please don't leave."

"what is going on?"

Sophie murmured to herself. The scene before her was both unfamiliar and new to her, making her want to explore it further. If Butler Carson hadn't been there, she would have definitely walked into the rain.

In the ruins of Chicago, Wan Qi hid at the edge of the largest pit, the place where the dragon's breath attack was launched. The effect was comparable to a tactical nuclear bomb, but an airburst tactical nuclear bomb could not have the effect of digging 300 meters into the ground. Due to the skeletal dragon's characteristic of being marinated in the Red Sea, its attacks were imbued with the power of the Red Sea, so the red crystals here were the most abundant.

Although the Red Sea confined him, Wan Qi had to admit that it felt comfortable when he was inside it.

It's strange, isn't it? People who don't know might think they've been turned into a masochist by Red Ocean World, but that's just how amazing it is.

Ding-dong, the phone rang. Wan Qi raised his hand and pulled out his tri-fold folding phone. When he unfolded it, there was a line of text on it.

"Mission complete, world coordinates acquired. Now initiating return journey. The new world coordinates are expected to be anchored in 720 hours, at which point free teleportation will be available."

It was sudden, but the mission was accomplished just like that.

Wan Qi stared blankly at his phone, his mind a complete blank, until Virtue called him.

"Wanqi, Wanqi! What's wrong? Are you injured?"

"Injuried?"

Wan Qi was stunned, not understanding what Virtue meant, until the other person reached out and brushed his face.

"You cried..."

"Um? "

Wan Qi reached up and slapped his face, touching some unfamiliar liquid.

In an instant, countless emotions surged into his heart, and countless memories flooded in like a torrent. Wan Qi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his breathing gradually became rapid, as if all his words were about to burst out in another way.

Just then, Virtin suddenly reached out and hugged Wanqi, then pulled him down to sit.