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Tracy's eyebrows were long and straight, and her blue eyes were sharp and bright.

She wore a white shirt similar to a suit on her upper body, with the three buttons under the collar unbuttoned, and her hanging black curly hair blocking key positions, giving her a vague sense of haziness.

"Digestion is complete." Lu Mingfei nodded, his cheeks turned red and he turned his gaze to the clean floor.

"Hmph." Tracey snorted, as if she was sneering or mocking. She looked at Lu Mingfei's grin that grew brighter: "Sit down, don't stand."

Lu Mingfei looked around but couldn't find any other place to sit, only a big bed covered with thick down quilts.

"Just sit there."

Lu Mingfei stiffened and sat down nervously, feeling a little uncomfortable all over.

"Captain, just tell me if you have any questions."

Tracey looked him up and down, closed the book in her hand and asked, "Have you ever been in love?"

"We talked about it." Lu Mingfei even added: "I have a very beautiful girlfriend."

In order to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, Lu Mingfei specifically mentioned his girlfriend in the present continuous tense.

"Oh~, what kind of girl is she? Where is she?" Tracey asked with great interest: "If you have a lover and go out to take risks, aren't you afraid that she will be sad?"

"Don't lie in front of me, I can tell if you are telling the truth."

Lu Mingfei was a little confused as to why he suddenly checked his household registration, started doing household chores, thought about it and said, "I have red hair. I usually look soft and weak, but when I encounter some things, I can be very stubborn."

"She's in another world."

Tracey stood up, twisted her waist and walked towards Lu Mingfei. She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the man in front of her was still an infatuated man. "I also had a red-haired girl with a very fierce temper. She also left in the end." I."

"We really look alike. It seems that fate led you and me to meet."

She lifted Lu Mingfei's chin with her index finger, and a feeling of sympathy spread in her heart.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, why did things suddenly become like this? Wait a minute! ?

"Captain. Do you still like girls?"

"Yeah, I've always liked it."

I have to say that the folk customs on the sea are really tough, and this captain is for both men and women.

‘I have to find a way to escape, I can’t help Eryi. ’

Just when Lu Mingfei was thinking about the escape route, Tracey retracted her finger, sat next to Lu Mingfei and said casually:

"You can't look back when you embark on this path. When I was a child, I envied my mother's strength. Both my father and I were envious."

"My mother also selflessly shared this power with me and my father."

She emphasized the word "selfless."

"My mother is very satisfied with this kind of power, but I don't like it very much. My mother never told me the price of obtaining power."

Tracy moved her fingers slightly, the desk drawer opened automatically, and a bottle of purple potion floated into her hand.

Like a gentle big sister, she grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist, raised her palm, and placed the bottle of magic potion in Lu Mingfei's hand.

"But in this precarious age, some inconsequential costs are acceptable."

"Is not it?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the potion in his hand and was a little surprised, "This is it?"

"The potion for promotion. As a senior of Sequence 5 on the same path, I am willing to lead you to peek deeper into the extraordinary." Tracey said with a smile but not a smile:

"Take it, I've prepared a room for you."

night

Lu Mingfei did not return to the fourth fleet, which made John Proto, the fourth boatswain, and the crew members unhappy.

Many people stood on the deck and looked longingly at the main ship, their eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"I finally fell in love once, but you made me lose so completely!"

Unable to hold on any longer, the pirates began to drink alcohol to forget their troubles.

"Why can't it be me! How about that pretty boy!" A scar-faced pirate cried like a lovelorn boy, wiping away his tears: "I would rather the captain loved the red-haired woman from before, wuwuwu—— "

Various complaints rang out. Although John Proto seemed to have eaten countless lemons, he did not say anything. On the contrary, he was taking small steps and carefully leaning against the wall towards the door. Go.

Snapped--

The door was pushed open immediately, and the leader was the second boatswain.

"John Proto! You bastard!!!"

John Proto's face turned green, and he immediately wanted to use his extraordinary abilities to escape from here.

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

A voice sounded, like the final pronouncement of the judge.

"Jonas!"

It's his deputy Jonas!

Jonas was holding a wine bottle, raising his head as if he had lost his life goal: "You were the one who picked up that kid, right? Ah~? Mr. Boatswain."

Old John sighed, the floor might be harder to mop tonight.

Lu Mingfei didn't know what happened on the Fourth Fleet, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care because he was innocent.

He was currently stranded in a quiet room on the ship. There was only one bed here, covered with white pillows and a white quilt.

Drinking the magic potion and getting promoted is just like before, eh.

Still be more cautious.

"It seems like I'm going into a short slumber."

To be honest, Tracy's attitude towards him was a little too good. He was waiting for the other self to come back and look out for him, so that if he fell into a deep sleep due to the potion, he could safely survive some crisis.

Lu Mingfei didn't think that his charm was so great that Tracey fell in love at first sight, otherwise he wouldn't have had a crush on Chen Wenwen in high school and didn't dare to confess it for three years.

"came back?"

"I took a trip to Bansi Island."

"Have you found anything?"

"There's something very interesting. Are you going to take a potion?"

Lu Mingfei shook the liquid in the bottle and asked, "Is this thing authentic?"

"Just drink it for your current physique." Lao Lu asked calmly, "Did the captain give it to you?"

"how do you know?"

"Hey, uh, um," Lao Lu said hey and then hesitated: "Just drink it, it should be fine."

"By the way, I brought you a gift. I'll give it to you after you drink it."

"Mysterious..." Lu Mingfei uncorked the bottle and drank the purple liquid inside.

Could there be some gorgeous adventure in your dream tonight?

What he didn't see was that a transparent shadow curled up into an ear-to-ear smile.

The Dao Fruit was temporarily suppressed. At the same time, the black giant dragon's claws on the Dao Fruit loosened, and rays of light merged into her body.

Lu Mingfei lay on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover him, and soon fell into a deep sleep. He felt so sleepy for a long time.

Slowly, Lu Mingfei fell into a deep sleep.

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei."

Who is calling me?

Lu Mingfei woke up from his dream in a daze, rubbed his eyes drowsily, and felt a little pain in his head.

"Lu Mingfei."

He looked to the right and saw a girl wearing Shilan Middle School.

Chen Wenwen?

Chen Wenwen put her head up with concern, "You don't have a fever?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. Is today's dream about Chen Wenwen's route? !

"By the way, there is a newly opened milk tea shop over there. I'm treating you to a treat. Can we go together?" Chen Wenwen suggested.

On the campus after school, students looked away from time to time. The evening breeze blew and the shade of the trees above them rustled.

"Going?"

"Go." A soft and weak voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei was suddenly startled.

Whose voice? !

"I knew you liked drinking this, hee hee." Chen Wenwen laughed, intertwined her fingers, and walked forward while holding Lu Mingfei's hand.

Why do my hands look so white? Is it me with such thin arms? Lu Mingfei was a little confused from the first-person perspective.

There are several glass display windows at the school gate. Inside are the photos of the top picks of Shilan Middle School over the years. Lu Mingfei followed his dream and looked into the transparent glass windows for the first time. Those were photos of Chu Zihang and other top picks. their photos.

The slightly reflective glass window reflected two figures holding hands.

They were two people wearing British style suit jackets, loose white woolen sweaters, black stockings and square leather shoes paired with red plaid skirts.

Different from Chen Wenwen, who has a quiet literary girl style, the other girl has long black hair that reaches her back, long eyelashes and big black eyes. She is slightly thin, with crystal white skin and a slender figure. She is another kind of weak. The beauty of style.

I am Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei! Wake up! ! !

Lu Mingfei wanted to wake up, but he had forgotten that the waste dragon's lower limit was outrageously low!

I don’t want to experience this kind of dream! Change it, change the channel!

For the first time, the TV channel could be switched automatically for the first time. The figure of Chen Wenwen holding his hand in front gradually disappeared, along with the campus.

"Sign a contract?"

A deep male voice sounded from the dilapidated ruins.

Lu Mingfei found himself lying in the ruins, breathing heavily. A steel bar passed through his abdomen, and the midday sun penetrated through the gaps in the ruins.

"I make a contract with you."

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this was a strange encounter. Was he going to summon the blond King Arthur?

"The responsibility of the magical girl will be left to you!"

Just like Sailor Moon's transformation, after a burst of light pollution special effects, a magical girl with black hair and golden eyes appeared, and the wand even thoughtfully summoned a mirror.

stop it! Change the channel! I am not Lu Mingfei!

"You are another me in this world." The black-haired girl caressed herself with the chicken coop on her head, as if she had found a resonance.

vomit! Cut it for me!

"elder sister."

cut!

A nightmare, definitely a nightmare, this whole night was a nightmare.

When Lu Mingfei woke up from the bed, sweat had soaked the sheets and pillows. He exhaled, feeling very tired even though he had slept well.

The morning sun shines into this cabin through the glass window and hits the black oak table, and dust does not float in the beam.

The sound of the waves, the creaking of the ship's planks, and the movement of the crew

I don't know what happened to the power of the golden elixir period, but it was suppressed? My head felt dizzy and painful, and all kinds of information were sent to my mind again.

It's like being hungover and listening to Fat Tiger's all-night concert.

Fortunately, this feeling is gradually fading away, and my inspiration is gradually under control.

'Is there a possibility.'

Lu Mingfei covered his head with his palms and rubbed his temples.

‘The reason why that guy can’t restart his world’

He put on his shoes and walked towards the bathroom.

'It's because he spends all his time on such boring things. ’

Lu Mingfei opened the bathroom door and stretched.

"Why is your hair a little long?" Lu Mingfei said to himself. His eyes suddenly widened, not because of the long hair, but because of the sound coming out of his mouth.

I seemed to have heard this sound many times last night

There was a mirror on the right side, but he did not dare to turn his head at the moment, staring ahead in horror.

"I know. Hahaha."

"Gulu..."

"This is Inception, right? Hahaha..."

"This time I am myself in Inception."

"Yep."

The beautiful girl's voice keeps coming out of her throat and enters her brain through cochlea and bone conduction.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the wooden door of the bathroom.

"It's not good~~." His male voice sounded outside the bathroom, "I just heard some bad news!"

The illusory and transparent old road pokes into a head.

"That old man, Captain Bolan, gave us false news~~"

"Assassin Path Sequence 7 is called a witch"

"Oh!" Lao Lu frowned and shook his head sadly: "It seems that it has taken effect! Yeah!"

"Damn Klein, you're so deceitful!" he finished in a Peking Opera accent.

He turned transparent and disappeared.

Lu Mingfei felt that his blood was frozen at this moment, his hands and feet were cold, and his teeth were trembling.

It took more than ten seconds, her body was shaking, and she used all her strength to turn her stiff neck.

In the mirror, a girl with black hair and black eyes has messy hair, a face with a little baby fat, a slender body, even bones and flesh, and crystal clear skin.

Even with her hair covering her face, she couldn't hide her flawless face.

Lu Mingfei stared at the glass mirror in silence for a long time, a surge of anger seemed to spurt out of her chest, and her eyes turned golden, adding a different kind of beauty to the girl in the mirror.

"Klein"

"It's not enough for me to kill you a thousand times!!!"

The girl gritted her silver teeth, and her sweet voice formed cold words.

"Not just you...but also" She looked outside the bathroom wall, spiritually sensing Lao Lu who was taking out a black evening dress from the box.

"You bugs!!!"

Klein's inspiration suddenly gave him an early warning. For the first time, he slipped into a hole in history and hid behind Su Lin, who was lying on the rocking chair.

At the same time, the historical projection from the outside world walked between Su Lin's clone of the God of Light and Zhongli, ready to switch positions at any time.

Su Lin and Zhong Li looked at him strangely.

It wasn't until two seconds later that the warning disappeared, that Klein switched out of the historical pore.

‘Why do you feel this way? ! ’ He himself felt strange.

This feeling can still occur when Mr. Fool’s guardians are around. The invasion of foreign gods is not much of a problem.

Could it be that someone was plotting against him? Zaratul? Amon? Adam? Mother tree of desire? Fallen Mother Goddess?

Um.

There are too many plots against him

"Do you think the leader of the Twilight Organization has noticed you, or found any clues?" Klein rubbed his chin and said:

"He may or may not be making new plans."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Zhongli thought for a while and analyzed: "There are many strange things in his approach."

“We don’t know exactly what a writer is capable of.”

“Right now, I’m just following the description in the book to get a glimpse of what’s going on.”

Su Lin nodded. After all, he was an ancient one. He established the Ancient Sun God to Redeem Rose in the distant Second Era.

"Maybe we have already met Him." Su Lin mentioned casually: "He may have just passed by you, or he may be your butler."

Write stories and turn them into reality, control the sea of ​​collective subconscious of all living beings, master and create 'coincidences', and turn the unexpected and wonderful phenomena into echoes of the soul, and appear whenever you want them to.

You can even write a character and let this character live without even knowing that he was created.

This character can get married, give birth to offspring, and have his own joys and sorrows.

This is what a writer is.

The closest to the transcendental way to the once pillar ‘God’.

No need to do anything, just imagine and create.

To be honest, if Adam was a Sequence 0 visionary now, Su Lin would not want to face this guy even if he had godhead.

He can even dream up several other uniquenesses and become short-lived old days.

Tricky.

"Writing the fate of all living beings is what a writer is." Zhongli sighed, "What are you going to do about that war angel?"

"I can feel that He is in Backlund, and he should be looking for you."

"I haven't thought about it yet, Su Lin, what's wrong?" Klein turned around and saw Su Lin lowering his head and looking at the floor tiles on the street, wondering what he was thinking.

Su Lin pondered for a moment and then shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

I wish he was overthinking it.

writer

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A stone square floating in the void, surrounded by black stone pillars, supporting a magnificent church.

Every dark pillar, every arch, and every dome in this church is inlaid with piles of white bones of different races. They are densely packed and chaotically crowded together, clustering around a cross that is hundreds of meters tall.

These bones stared at the slightly smaller target in the center of the hall with empty eyes, as if they were conducting a trial. This scene was not at all gloomy, but full of holiness.

On the walls, windows, and doors of the church, transparent and distorted faces stood out, as if countless souls were sealed inside.

In front of the cross, there are rows of black seats with backrests, and a figure wearing an unusually simple white robe, with a pale golden beard that covers the lower half of his face, and eyes as clear as a child sits in the first place. Row.

He has a warm and restrained expression, and a silver cross pendant hangs from his chest.

"The breath of light, the hidden power." His words broke the silence in God's kingdom.

Adam stared at the 100-meter-high cross standing in front of him and slowly closed his eyes.