People are in Type-Moon, but they practice science

After half an hour.

"Ahhhhhhhh this is so boring, no games, no comics, and I'm so hungry!"

Bronya didn't come back, Mei had already fallen asleep, and Kiana, who was alone, felt what was the ultimate torture.

"No, we have to go find something to eat!"

Kiana decided to take matters into her own hands.

Someone happened to pass by the door, one of whom was Kojima Bakugo. Natasha asked the person next to her, "Why did you assign me to this task, to take care of a few high school girls?"

The World Serpent cadre "Jackal" nearby responded unhappily: "Why do you care so much? Anyway, you just need to do what the Gray Serpent asks you to do."

"We've been talking for a long time," Natasha had also fought a few Tai Chi matches with the Jackal and was almost out of patience, but she didn't show it, "Where's the Gray Snake?"

"You saw it too. Early this morning, a big guy stopped at the entrance of the base. It was the locomotive. Gray Snake said he wanted to meet a big shot inside - don't worry about what that big shot is. Anyway, when the door opened, it was empty. The person was long gone... So I have to work overtime on this as well."

"..." That's all you're telling me? So, where are the Gray Snakes?

Natasha was speechless for a moment. She didn't want to take the task from the Jackal because this guy made a lot of nonsense requests, was slow to pay, and was a bit of a scam. Gray Snake's orders were simple, efficient, and paid quickly.

"Gray Snake said he went to look for 'Feather Rabbit'. Don't contact him. He can't be reached."

The jackal said something and walked away.

“…Bad luck.”

Natasha was in a very bad mood and hesitated for a long time. Suddenly, she saw a white-haired girl jumping towards her.

"Hey, Miss... Where can I find food?"

Chapter 76: Huang Ting's Dream Tribulation Illusion of Scarlet Flower The World's Anger and Madness Reincarnation

Subtitle: "The cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming again, please go and see them for me"

so cold...

A thrilling voice echoed in my ears: "It's her. As long as we kill her, humanity will be saved..."

Sister, where are you?

Another sarcastic voice: "Yes, don't get me wrong, we don't want to kill a little girl, but who makes her a Herrscher - that kind of hateful monster?"

"Haha, sacrifice yourself for justice..."

All around me, I could hear voices of men, women, old, young, and everything else. There were only voices, no shapes. But they all seemed to have the same tone, without any difference.

It’s so noisy—I can’t see anything, it’s so dark—where is this place, it’s so cold—sister, sister, sister…

Ling felt light and fluttery, as if she was dreaming, her limbs seemed to melt and dissolve, but seemed to be everywhere. Instinctively, she began to relax her body and explore outside, because she subconsciously did not want to stay in the small container (corpse).

Faint screams were heard all around, and then all the sounds gradually died down.

'Sister, where are you?'

Ling wanted to open her mouth and shout, but no sound came out. Ah... It seemed as if she had lost her mouth, oral cavity, and vocal cords. All she could do was wander around aimlessly.

Gradually, many people appeared around her, and there were strange metal objects that moved. But she was confused and wondered, could there be a sister?

Unfortunately, she couldn't ask, and all the people and metal seemed to break down as soon as they approached her. There was chaos and silence.

I don't know how long it took, but finally a gentle voice said: "——Ring."

Ah, it's my sister's voice! Sister, you finally came to pick me up!

"Ling, let's go home."

Uh-huh!

"—"

Ling wanted to get closer to Ying, but when she saw her sister's eyes, her consciousness was suddenly startled, and she fell involuntarily, falling, until an unknown dream unfolded...

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"This should be the Dream-3rd level."

Qin Xuan regained consciousness and saw a normal urban landscape in front of him. There were tall buildings all around him, and the sound of people was bustling. The aroma of fried snacks wafted from street vendors. The men and women passing by were dressed fashionably and looked relaxed. It was a typical commercial district environment.

"But this is not an ordinary neighborhood," Qin Xuan thought expressionlessly on the heavily trafficked street, "This is a dream. No matter what we do, we need to find the owner of the dream first."

His spiritual consciousness spread out in ripples like invisible ultrasound.

One kilometer... five kilometers... ten kilometers...

A petite girl with cherry-blossom hair caught his attention, "Found it, it's Ling!"

After a while, Qin Xuan successfully started chatting with Ling. Perhaps it was because Qin Xuan looked good and was not much older than Ling, so Ling was not very wary.

"So, your sister took you out to play, but she left halfway through?"

"Yeah, my sister just received a call and left on her own," Ling seemed to be used to this kind of thing. She didn't show much disappointment on the surface, which didn't seem to be the behavior of a girl of her age. "My sister is always like this. She said she has work to do. I can understand that..."

Ling is very sensible, so she has no objection to her sister being busy working to support the family, but... she still feels sad, because she had agreed to accompany her for the whole day.

Because of the special nature of her job, her elder sister never told her anything, and it was common for her to not come back for three to five days after a mission. Recently, her elder sister had not been with her for nearly a month. This time she came out was an opportunity that Ling had finally begged for. In order to wait for this day, Ling had been looking forward to it...

But why did things turn out like this? We had made an appointment——

"I say, why don't I go play with you?"

Ling heard the young man named Qin Xuan say.

"Hey, is that okay?"

"Ling just said that you and your sister moved here from other places, right? Just treat me as a 'local'," Qin Xuan said, taking out a concert poster for "'Global Superstar' Eden's Golden Theater, Opening!"

"The venue is not far from here, would you like to come and see it?"

"Wow, so gorgeous! But the tickets look so expensive, and the time on it says... Hey, the show is about to start, right? I feel like I'm too late—"

Qin Xuan took Ling's hand and said, "Don't be impatient. Watch me. Next, please don't blink or scream—"

Whoosh!

Ling saw an astonishing scene she had never seen before: the road beneath their feet was like a soft conveyor belt, stretching and retracting, directly carrying the two of them as they sped forward on the block, and passers-by could only see their flying shadows.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had arrived inside the performance theater.

"Is this magic?"

It turns out that girls can't get rid of similar fantasies.

"Just think of me as a magician hiding in the other world."

"So cool!" Ling's eyes sparkled and her acceptance was unexpectedly high.

"Don't just stand here, let's go in, Eden's singing is 'gold level'!"

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Ling is just a little girl after all. In front of Eden's top art that appeals to both the elite and the masses, she quickly got over the feeling of loss that her sister left halfway.

Qin Xuan silently recorded a few things in his mind:

1. As the owner of the dream, Ling is unaware that she is dreaming, nor does she realize the unreasonableness of Sakura's sudden departure. Or perhaps there is no "Sakura" at all, it is just a setting.

2. As an outsider, I may have certain editing rights over dreams because of my ability to imitate Zisu, but will this lead to a counterattack from the dream itself? (Questionable)

3. Dreams are the manifestation of subconscious actions. One of Ling's "inner needs" should be that she is lonely and wants to find someone to accompany her? In addition, her sister Ying is another key.

……

“Wow…”

Suddenly, shrill cheers interrupted Qin Xuan's thoughts.

He noticed that Ling seemed to be completely immersed in it, cheering along with the people around her. The reason was that Eden on the stage seemed to have arranged a performance that was completely outside the repertoire:

"Audience, this song was inspired by a girl from a foreign country. Her past gave rise to the unique emotions in the song. I hope you can remember the girl's name just like you remember this song—"

"SAKURA."

Then there was cheering from the audience.

Amid the cheers of the people around him, Qin Xuan felt something was wrong: Why did he mention Ying specifically? He and Ling must have "skipped tickets" to get in, did Eden recognize them? Or did Ying not disappear accidentally?

ps recommended bgm "SAKURA"

PS2 rubbish author group, blocked, showing off their achievements all day long makes me feel upset

Chapter 77: The Black and White Dragons Fight and the End of the Storm Will Determine the Outcome

Subtitle: "What is the difference between a king and a mount?"

Gray's conscious world.

In the endless grey desert, a solitary moon hangs in the sky, reflecting the sometimes intersecting shadows of the two.

At this time, the Skeleton King held the Holy Spear, and as if he had predicted it in advance, he swept the Holy Spear to the left rear.

The next moment, Gray's figure flashed out, and the gun swept across to block the incoming scythe of death.

Upon seeing this, Gray immediately stepped back and tried to attack from another location, but still failed.

"You learned that kind of footwork?" The Skeleton King was not surprised. "In the world of 'heart', if you understand something, you can indeed skip the stage of 'physical memory' and complete it directly. This is a very good understanding -

"But this is useless. For me, it's just another variable that needs to be added."

What started as a clash of linguistic concepts eventually turned into armed conflict.

Even in the spiritual world, various thoughts will repeat themselves like arguments among living people, one after another, not to mention these two personalities with completely different ideas.

"I don't agree with...your philosophy..."

Gray continued to stretch her dragon scales, and as her body circulated, more and larger amounts of magic power emerged from her body.

She swung her sickle, and a huge crescent-shaped slash of magical power flew towards the Skeleton King.

"A useless struggle."

The Skeleton King simply raised the tip of his spear and slashed it, and like a small force moving a large object, he deflected the chopping wave to the side.

"drink--!!"

Gray's movements accelerated further, and the mighty "Crescent Sky Strike" almost became one, comparable to a torrent of energy that overturned the earth.

"... a boring sideshow."

Even though the magnitude and speed of the chopping wave were further increased, it still couldn't do anything to the Skeleton King. She seemed to have calculated every step accurately, accurately grasping every gap for dodging and space for counterattack.

The Skeleton King sometimes dodged, sometimes waved the holy spear, as if he was a small boat drifting but not sinking in the storm, like an elf dancing in the torrent of light.

"So, all your efforts are in vain—"

“This isn’t the end yet!”

While the Skeleton King was dealing with countless slashes, Gray suddenly flashed behind the Skeleton King and swung sideways at a tricky angle.

"boom."

The blow did not hit the Skeleton King's body, but was caught by her with one hand.

"……What!?"

At this time, the pure white lion king armor was no longer on the Skeleton King's body, but was replaced by neat white dragon scales. The posture and depth of her dragonization were even greater than Gray's.

White scales cover the skin like holy armor, and the claws and wrists of the limbs have completely evolved into the powerful form of dragon claws. Only the hair color on the head can show the appearance of the original owner, and the rest of the body has transformed into a dragon shape. Even though the face still maintains the same flat shape as humans, the fangs exposed at the corners of the mouth and the ruthless vertical pupils still reveal the nature of a dragon.

“Take a look,” the Skeleton King’s voice was muddy and not pleasant at all. “This is the form you will transform into.”

"But..." Gray was surprised and puzzled. "Why can you stay rational?"

"Why? Let me ask you this instead - why can't you keep it up?

“Only when power is controlled can it be used to help others do their best. Otherwise, it is controlled by power.

"Why don't you ask yourself how to harness this power with your weak mind?"