I, Little Grayshu, travel the worlds

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because……

If it's a really bad person.

Not even the qualifications for the dream assessment were given. Not even the interview was given. Isn't this the cruelest thing?

then!

Proceeding step by step.

One after another...

Large numbers of civilians were taken into the Ark.

Instead, they appear to be paintings that are copied and yet seem to have independent consciousness.

The painting serves as a stand-in and understands its mission.

They are actors, just like the stand-ins for Flame Moth.

Got the script and performed the role.

Wait till the end of the scene...

Will return to little Gray.

The only difference is probably that on one side there are more extras, while on the other side there are stars, and each one is very important.

On the contrary, the stand-ins for the important characters of Fire Moth, after getting the script, can only act according to the script. The stand-ins for these ordinary people can live a normal life and perform freely. After all, if the proportion is not very high, no matter what they do, it will obviously not affect the overall situation.

This is also a very obvious feature between the two, right?

It’s hard to say who is good and who is bad.

Anyway, being able to get out and relax and have a short life will make even the extras and stand-ins feel happy.

As long as they are happy.

Little Grayshu is not a demon after all.

Of course not, they are really exploited.

Stayed for a few more years.

Give it to them.

Isn't that right?

At least there are still two or three years until the end.

The past two or three years have been a bit hard and the environment has been a bit worse, but being alive is better than anything else.

therefore.

This is also where the paintings and stand-ins are surprisingly positive. The emotions are high, and they are obviously enthusiastic.

When replacing the original owner, you can't say that you have to consider the time point before you can take action against her!

Since it is already batch processed.

Then, it doesn’t matter.

In short, from a macro perspective.

Those ordinary people were either eating, working, just getting up, or chatting and laughing with others.

But it happened in less than a moment.

It's like the transformation between reality and illusion.

Originally, they just sank into the imaginary space.

The painting's substitute just appeared.

Not just the demeanor and movements, but also the psychology and eyes...

Even everything!

There is no difference.

Even if you are in contact with other people, what can you do?

Regardless of whether the person he came into contact with was also a replacement, or just an unqualified ordinary person.

No one will find out!

In that imperceptible moment.

The person in front of me has changed.

There wasn't even a slight delay.

There is absolutely no time to be stunned.

It's a seamless connection!

To the outside world, there is no change, but in fact, that is the biggest change!

However, as for the interior of the Ark...

Large numbers of ordinary humans were thrown onto the wide bridge as if they were placed in batches.

The noise grew louder.

There are also more people making noise.

Some are confused.

Some are at a loss...

Some were panicked, some were terrified!

Some were confused and uncertain.

Some fantasize, some are surprised? Then they become a bit naive! A silly hipster.

Maybe they themselves didn't feel anything.

The soldiers who were used to maintain order and receive this group of guys were all having a headache, and it felt like countless ducks were quarreling.

But why!

This is not over yet!

What they mean is that ordinary people around the world who have been marked will be rescued.

Sweeping around seems like a big project, but in fact, it’s just that!

Every minute and every second, someone is being teleported.

After five or six minutes, the entire bridge was packed with people.

At first glance, there is no end in sight.

Even through a tablet computer connected to the Ark's central system, you can simply operate it and check the number of marks.

All I could see were tiny green dots, densely packed together, and still growing.

Just a glance...

It seems to be even more of a headache.

How do I start? How do I do it?

There are only a few of us.

Their spit can drown us!

Is it any use if I talk?

We had loudspeakers, but our voices were not as loud as theirs.

How the hell is this playing?

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. The area was divided into zones, but with the zones divided, there were even fewer people.

I thought it couldn't be any harder, how hard could it be?

The result... was still sloppy. How can it be fixed?

PS1: Here comes the eighth update, there is more~~

Text: 072. Wow, green name, yellow name and red name, right?

"What the hell is this place?"

"I traveled through time? Great!"

"..."

"I'm still frying eggs! What's going on?!"

"Where the hell is this?!"

"How did I get here? What's going on?!"

"..."

"Hahahahaha! That rubbish reality is finally goodbye! Am I going to another world? I'm the protagonist!"

"go away!"

"..."

"What's going on around here? This scenery is wrong!"

"..."

"Wow, wow, I haven't finished my homework yet!"

"School starts tomorrow!"

"Mom...I want to go home!"

"..."

When one person cries, it always leads to a group of people crying.

When one person makes a fuss, it always leads to a group of people.

Just as the soldiers and warriors in one area after another were suffering from splitting headaches and didn't know what to do, their voices became louder.

"mom!"

"Baby, Mommy's here!"

"Sister, you're coming in too?"

"What you said..."

"..."

"Uncle, uncle, aren't you dead? Are you still alive?"

"I'm so sorry I'm still alive!"

"..."

"Have we been kidnapped?"

"I have no money!"

"..."

"I haven't even started my work for the day yet! No, you'll be fired!"