Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

"It's in the living room."

Gretchen was trotting across the floor with her bare feet in stockings.

Xier followed Nian Lun's line of sight and saw that he was indeed looking!

However, in Xier's memory, Nian Lun had never made any such request.

It was the same before the time travel, at least Xier was never asked to do so.

"Seele, the Captain doesn't really like wearing socks, does he?"

"Huh? They say all men are perverts, but he shouldn't be that bad..."

Xier was in the spiritual world, and when the words came to her lips, she felt that something was wrong.

After all, that's what it looks like from the current perspective.

Although it may be unintentional, people's so-called subconsciousness means that they will choose what they like more.

So compared to Xier's current dress with short socks and long white legs, it can be judged that Nian Lun actually prefers white silk and long legs.

There is no conclusive evidence for the time being. After all, Nian Lun did not show any obvious preference for certain parts of the body last night.

"It's true that the Captain might have just acted subconsciously, but he might also have a preference."

"I think we can give him a try. After all, who knows what a pervert is thinking?"

"Try? But I don't think the Captain has..."

"Hmph, who would know about such a thing? And his relationship with this girl is obviously complicated, right?"

Xier also felt that there was no problem with this at least.

Otherwise, why would the girl draw Nian Lun as the other protagonist in the erotic picture?

Xier certainly understood that many people would like such an outstanding person as the captain, but they would also be angry if Xier was not told.

"Is this... a typewriter?"

While Xier was still pondering, an antique typewriter was brought up by Grace.

Nian Lun explained, "It must be a typewriter that retained a certain power before we crossed over. In the previous world, it should have been able to record all objective facts, but in this world, it can predict what will happen in the future."

Nian Lun then remembered that he had predicted the future for several girls one by one.

I just don't remember the content.

"That sounds amazing."

"I don't know what the restrictions are, but let's try and see if there are any changes."

Grayxiu and Xier naturally had no objections, and then Nian Lun entered the names of the three people.

Nian Lun...Gray Xiu...Xi'er.

'Tatttattt'

The typewriter worked rapidly, and Nian Lun felt a certain hostility from the content that finally appeared on the paper.

"Xi'er and Grace are stepping on Nianlun."

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ps: I’ll post the group number again: 182314780.

Chapter 112: How many girls can the captain carry?

In the early days, everyone was burdened.

How many weapons can it carry? How many stigmata and other things?

There's just one weird character.

——The captain of Hyperion.

He could easily take out all kinds of things from an unknown space, and he could hold Judas in his left hand and Heavenly Fire in his right hand effortlessly.

And now, the captain had just experienced a breast murder case and was sitting in front of a piano that had just been transported for unknown reasons.

Nian Lun held one in each hand, with a big, soft watermelon behind it and the one in front hanging around his neck.

Sitting in front of the piano in this state may not be happiness, but rather a punishment.

Nian Lun had a strong desire to survive and signaled Kevin and Qianjie with his eyes to help him escape and think of a solution.

But how could this be so easy?

After all, their contact with Nian Lun was not deep yet, and they only regarded him as an outstanding man in the world after they traveled through time.

Imagine a music mogul who is handsome, strong and an outstanding man of the time. It is normal for several women to be jealous of him.

After all, in addition to this person, there are also excellent cases such as the Japanese high school student and the Huangguo time traveler, which have been recorded in various novels.

But putting that aside...

Qianjie didn't want to care about these things, and Kevin, like last time, quietly chose to go back to his room and chat on the phone with his girlfriend.

After all, it was difficult for them to understand how such a harem could be formed in such a normal world, but they were not interested in it either.

If you have that ability, then go and enjoy it~!

That being said, the ordinary piano chair has been replaced with a special sofa.

Seele, Gracie, Alicia, and Aponia.

This wonderful stacking structure allowed Nian Lun to enter a very mysterious state.

"I think... I won't be able to play the piano like this."

Nian Lun spoke helplessly.

I just felt more dizzy than when I woke up from being hit by Aponya's chest.

But why are the women willing to give up their positions?

I won’t move anyway!

"That means we need to change our approach. What do you think?"

Alicia chuckled and hugged Nian Lun's neck. Aponiya also refused to give in and used her two big watermelons to support the back of Nian Lun's head.

"Please relax a little more."

"Captain, Xi'er will do her best."

"Do you want to relax somewhere else?"

Is this really relaxing...?

But it had to be said that women's bodies were more flexible. Nian Lun felt a little tired, but at least it was more comfortable than any other chair he had ever sat on...

All I can say is, try to enjoy it when you should...

Nian Lun played a simple melody on the piano as if giving up, but he stopped after playing a few notes because of his lack of concentration.

However, apart from the gentle touch on his body, there were more things that made Nian Lun very concerned.

The atmosphere was already tense before Alicia came back.

But now it is relatively harmonious?

Could it be that the harem was formed naturally?

But this isn’t right either.

Xier didn't know them before she traveled through time. After all, the only people who were slightly larger in her area of activity were Hyperion and Tianming. Now, she was the only one present besides herself.

If it's the other side... the Golden Courtyard side is easier to deal with. We had a good relationship before and now we live under the same roof.

But it could also be that Xier is too well-behaved?

Or did they reach some consensus while he was unconscious?

Perhaps because the scene looked quite harmonious, Nian Lun was a little stunned again, and the corners of Alicia's mouth rose slightly.

Then, the pink fairy loosened her grip slightly and said in a sweet voice, "I heard that Mr. Nian Lun was going to write a song for the lovely anchor. How's the progress now?"

"Now……"

Nian Lun felt something was wrong when the words came to his lips.

In particular, I feel that all parts of my body are no longer warm and soft, but feel locked.

So Nian Lun observed their expressions.

Each of their eyes was as watery as a stray kitten.

Nian Lun has a headache now...

After all, the story in Bronya's game is based on Alicia, so the equation that writing songs for Alicia is completely valid.

But as memories came back, everyone was busy with their work before the time travel, so how could they have the time to sit down and create music?

Although it was a coincidence, it seemed a little unfair.

I glanced at Alicia secretly, and that cunning look seemed to be asking you if you are ready.

Of course he was prepared, like he had kissed them one after another in public before.

but……

Nian Lun's liver was aching slightly, but he tried to relax his expression as much as possible and decided to do what he always did.

"I'm looking for inspiration right now, but don't worry, I'll write a song for everyone."

The liver is done!

In fact, if you think about it carefully, wasn’t the song “The Daughter of the Sea” written based on Seele?

No wonder he wrote this song when he first met Bronya.

Nian Lun's fingers slid across the piano following his memory.

This king of pianos, brought back from the piano shop managed by Aponia, looks just right in the room of the Golden Courtyard, as if it was meant to be placed here.

The whole room was filled with warm sounds, as if returning to the days before the time travel.

In the past, there were occasional team-building activities in the meeting room of the Fire Moth.

Perhaps at that time, no one was yet a fusion warrior, let alone the final hero.

But that is also the time when everyone is truly pure.

With these memories, Nian Lun tried to finalize a melody.

Thoughts flowed like a spring, jumping from Nian Lun's fingertips, and the song that suited his taste came naturally.

Although no one had ever seen Nian Lun create, they all used relevant equipment to record his work.

A song has been written. After playing the melody repeatedly, Nian Lun began to think about the name of the song.

Perhaps that inscription belongs only to Alicia, but Nian Lun believes that it belongs to everyone.

The name pops into my mind.

——"TruE".

Then Nian Lun borrowed a pen and paper and hand-transcribed the audio that everyone had helped record into music score.

In order to avoid some problems, Nian Lun demonstrated a trick of listening to all directions - directly listening to the quadruple recording and copying it.

"Drink some water first."

Grace handed him a glass of cold water. After thanking him, Nian Lun felt like he was finally alive again.

Creation is not something that humans can do.

When I get stuck, I sit there for hours without moving at all, and I can only finish writing smoothly when inspiration comes.

If I hadn't happened to stay overnight and come here, I really don't know when I would have finished writing this song.