The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

Until now, the treasure houses left by Miku in other worlds all like to use this kind of protective ban that has the abilities of "transfer", "curse", "splitting" and so on.

Make sure you can dump any uninvited guest to a place they definitely don't want to go...and while you're doing it, take the opportunity to remove their clothes.

If the restrictions on the door in front of Miku were any different from the one he was using now.

The restriction on this door prevents people from being sent to other worlds, or even to other planets.

You can only choose one coordinate on the same planet to drop.

It is a beginner version in a sense.

"Is it a restriction?" Jingzhe looked at the open door, trying to sense any remaining restrictions on it.

"Don't look at it, you can't understand it. If you want to understand it, you have to at least go to Kamar-Taj to study for a period of time, and then go to Candlekeep to take a wizard certificate." Miku stopped Jingzhe's fearless behavior.

In any mysticism, it is a truth not to touch things that you are not qualified to touch... Those who are unwilling to obey are basically dead.

"Candlekeep in Leithania? I understand, Master...Doctor." Jingzhe, who also knew the truth, immediately put away his curiosity.

"Ah, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Miku said, remembering that there is also Candlekeep in this world, and there are also serious spell mages.

"Don't look at it anymore, you really can't understand it." After stopping Jingzhe's suicidal behavior, Miku pulled Huang into the room.

Surtel, who was walking at the back, just glanced at the door frame, then stopped paying attention and stood outside the door holding Lewontin, acting like a door god.

"Aren't you going to come in?" Miku asked Surtr.

"Is there any ice cream in it?" asked Surtel immediately.

"...

..." Miku looked at the furnishings in the room and said to Surtur: "It's OK."

After hearing what Miku said, Surtel immediately walked into the office and sat on the sofa for guests faster than anyone else, as if he was waiting for Miku to serve him ice cream.

Seeing that Surtel was not at all shy, Miku lowered his eyes to the high-heeled boots that were stepping on the sofa carpet.

"..."With Miku staring at his legs, Surtur moved his legs somewhat unnaturally.

Finally, she took off her leather high heels and stepped her feet in over-the-knee black stockings on the soft carpet.

Seeing this scene, Jingzhe took the initiative to take off her leather high-heeled shoes, showing her feet wrapped in black stockings like Surtel.

Huang, who didn't want to take off his shoes, saw that Amiya had quickly kicked off her boots, so he could only untie the straps on his legs.

Revealing her rather special habit... one foot was wearing black stockings that just reached the knee, and the other leg was wearing white stockings that reached the thigh.

This kind of dress, which is considered quite unique among the Terrans, is nothing special when paired with Huang's original combat boots with laces.

But after taking off the shoes, it was really weird.

Even Surtel, who was waiting for ice cream, gave Huang a blank look.

But what made Huang most uneasy was that she hadn't washed her feet for several hours.

Huang knew that he sweated more easily than ordinary people because of his Originium skills.

Although he didn't smell any strange smell now, Huang felt embarrassed as he always felt like he was being laughed at.

The air temperature around her was so high that it became many degrees higher.

Miku brought the ice cream to the group and asked Huang, who was kneeling on the street stall and hiding his feet as much as possible:

"Would you like more ice?"

“???” Huang was stunned for a moment.

"You seem to be quite hot." Miku said to Huang with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Huang, who had just realized that his Originium skills were somewhat out of control, said hurriedly.

And it was repeated over and over again in Yan Guoyu and Victorian language.

"Don't be nervous. You don't need to take off your shoes in the office." Miku stuffed the ice cream with ice cubes into Huang's hand and said:

"Besides, the ventilation in this office is pretty good."

...Preface, Daddy and Mom in Heaven, the unfilial daughter was pua by her new boss in the workplace.

Huang took the ice cream with a deathly pale face and just put the ice cream with ice cubes in his hand.

When Surtel finished his portion and was about to grab another one from someone else.

I only saw that the ice cream in Huang's hand had completely melted into water.

"Tsk." With a look of disdain on his face, Surtel turned his gaze to Miku.

Miku made another cup of ice cream and fed it to Surtur. Then he sat down at his "own" desk, looked at the computer screen that lit up automatically, and said with a smile:

"If I remember correctly, in the future, Huang will be the most useful operator under my command."

That's why Miku couldn't help but tease this big cat.

"Really?" Huang, whose bad mood came and went quickly, immediately asked Miku.

"Of course, in my memory, you have always been a partner with Saria under my command, and have fought on one battlefield after another, and have made great contributions." Miku said in a very serious tone.

"And Saria?" Huang asked in surprise, putting aside the merits, why should he be involved with Kuranta.

Of course Huang knew who Saria was.

Even if he didn't know it before, before arriving at Tremont, Huang, as the operator to be assigned to Miku, had done a lot of homework in advance.

Huang immediately became excited as he never expected that he would be able to fight alongside a big shot like Saria in the future.

While he was excited, Huang suddenly began to worry whether Miku's words were another round of pua.

"I never joke about my memories, but because I traveled through time, these things in the future may not happen." Miku said with a smile.

"……"So it's still PUA, Huang showed a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

As if not noticing Kirara's discontented expression, Miku continued:

"In those memories that may never happen again, you and Huang have always been brothers."

"Calling each other brothers?" Huang was stunned for a moment.

Jingzhe on the side was also stunned for a moment.

Now in Jingzhe's eyes, Miku is basically equal to the Great Taoist Priest of the Tianshi Mansion.

Being worthy of being called a brother by such a big boss...even though Huang's family background was once considered the top among the nobles in Yan Country.

It's not even close enough to be on friendly terms with a figure like the Great Heavenly Master.

"Doctor, you are not lying to me, are you?" said Huang, who also felt that the term "brother" was a bit exaggerated.

"No, because I trust you, that's why I treat you as a brother."

Miku put away the smile on his face and continued in a slightly serious tone:

"I quite like what you said in my memory."

“No sacrifice is meaningless, and no victory is without cost.”

"...Doctor, is this some kind of new type of workplace PUA?"

Huang asked, forcing himself to suppress the agitation that had arisen in him because of Miku's words.

"If you insist on feeling that way, it's not impossible."

The smile returned to Miku's face.

Huang, who always felt that Miku's smile was strange, sighed and said:

"In fact, before I met you, Doctor, many people had already mentioned to me what happened before you lost your memory."

"Brother Ace, Mr. Logos, Mecisery, Outcast, they all told me a lot about you, Doctor."

"But you don't look like the doctor they were talking about."

"What's different?" asked Miku.

"I can't really explain it. Maybe it's because we have been together for too short a time." Huang said.

After all, it has not even been a day since Huang saw Miku.

"You can totally treat me and the me you've heard of as two different people."

Miku said to Huang.

"The doctor in the past and the doctor now? They both seem not bad." Huang said as he stood up.

He walked up to the doctor in two or three steps, raised his head and stood up straight, and said:

"Rhodes Island Operator, Huang, reporting to you..."

Before Huang could take out the authorization letter prepared by Dr. Kal'tsit from her pocket, Miku casually threw a contract over and said:

"Come on, sign it."

"..." A low laugh suddenly sounded in the quiet room.

But because it was so short, it seemed just an illusion.

Having finished his second cup of ice cream and waiting for his third, Surtel shifted his emotionless gaze to Miku, or to be more precise, to the position under Miku's desk.

"Cough" Miku coughed lightly and said to Huang:

"This is my employment contract. Once you sign it, you will be mine."

Compared to Jingzhe who signed without reading anything, Huang still took a look at it.

However, from the way she took out the pen, it can be seen that her flipping through the pages was just a formality.

As a result, Huang was stunned after seeing this scene.

A few seconds later, Huang said loudly in a voice that could be heard by the neighbors upstairs and downstairs:

"5000 years???"

146: 5000 years of delusion

Compared to other civilizations that are mostly made up of a single or a few species.

The "human" races that make up the current Terra civilization can be said to be diverse.

Different races not only have different living habits and racial traits, but their lifespans are also vastly different.

For some long-lived races, it is no problem for them to wreak havoc on this land for three or four hundred years.

For some short-lived races, such as the large Liberi people, living to eighty or ninety years old is already a miracle.

Among these races, the cat family, namely the Filin clan, accounts for the largest number of Terran humans.

The life span is not very high.

Putting aside an individual who has lived for more than 10,000 years, it is normal for a Terran of the Filin tribe to live to 70 or 80 years old, and it is also normal to be around 100 years old. If it is an ancestor with more animal characteristics, then living to 300 or 400 years old is considered a long life.

But whether it is for Filin who can live to be seventy or eighty years old, or for Filin ancestors who can live to be three or four hundred years old.

Five thousand years is a bit too long.

This amount of time is enough for ordinary Terrans to be passed down for several generations, let alone the gods and people with long lifespans.

Perhaps only those giant beast gods can ignore such a long time?

After contracting oripathy and becoming an infected person, Huang was mentally prepared for the possibility that he might only have less than ten years left to live. He looked at the exaggerated time limit on the contract in his hand and blinked hard.

After making sure again and again that he was not seeing things, Huang moved his stiff neck and shifted his confused eyes to Miku.

"Any questions?"

Miku asked Huang without raising his head while holding the mouse and searching folder after folder on "his" computer.

"Did he take the wrong document?" Huang wondered if Miku took the wrong document and took out the movie props used by Lord Nian to make the movie.

As an ordinary Yan citizen, when Huang saw Nian driving Sister Vulcan out of the weapons maintenance room, he also thought about finding a firecracker to drive Nian away, just like Miku did before.

"No, the personal employment terms here are all like this, and they have all signed them."

Miku finally found a folder and typed in the password on the keyboard while speaking.

The encrypted folder is opened, revealing the private files inside.

Miku turned off the sound on his computer and opened one of the video files.

He looked at the contents and nodded slightly. Judging from his XP, it should have been not long since he was called a planeswalker.