Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 213 Night City
After living here for two days, the blond girl is already a little impatient, and she really wants to go out and see what's going on outside.

But Theodore always said to her: the time has not come.

What time is the timing? Although there is no need to worry about eating and drinking here and she doesn't have to be forced to do tasks, but without Theodore's permission, she can't get out of the garden.

Like a ghost hitting a wall, Yulia complained in her heart.

But she didn't make a fuss, the young man was easy to get along with, and he didn't have any malice towards her, as if she was just a friend who came from afar, and the garden owner showed a full hospitality spirit.

He answered all questions about magic knowledge, but he refused to talk about the first girl who came.

Yulia wondered in her heart whether he was beaten up by the mysterious guest Samuel, leaving a shadow on him, so much so that she didn't want to mention it.

Speaking of Samuel, Yulia felt a little missing in her heart. It is very difficult to see a person with oriental and classical facial features in the Western Fantasy world. Although she looks too young, but for some reason, Yuli As soon as Aya saw Samuel, she felt affectionate, even a little attached.

She put it down to a country plot, and next time she would have to ask Samuel if he was a vampire from the East.

Yulia was really bored, smiled at Amanda, and hooked her fingers, as if calling for a puppy.

Amanda circled around her happily. It went to pick flowers in the garden again today, and tied a large bouquet of colorful flowers in its hands, holding them in front of Julia.

The clumsy puppet couldn't understand the complicated thoughts of human beings, and wanted to show off in front of the new friends. No, it messed up Theodore's bookshelf again.

The wooden house was originally small, and it was a tall puppet standing there. Because the limbs were not well coordinated, the bouquet in his hand was held too high, and a thin parchment scroll on the bookshelf behind was pushed up. down.

The puppet froze on the spot, squatting down for a long time but couldn't pick it up, because its hand was not like five fingers of a human being, but a pair of scissors protruding from the wooden arm, and three wooden fingers from the other.

Unable to pick it up no matter what, the puppet turned around in a hurry.

Looking at this scene, Yulia smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Outside the window, the treetops swayed lightly, and there was a house opposite the wooden house. Potions of various colors kept flying out of the house, and they were automatically poured into the bucket at the youth's feet.

Theodore was sitting under a tree, with a huge drawing board in front of him, covered with a white cloth. He had always used drawings to predict the future, which was his habit.

Although the ending of Dawn City is already doomed.

"What are you going to do?" Yulia asked him with her chin resting on the small parts.

She sat in front of the window, looking at the young man who was concentrating on thinking from a distance.

The potion water was mixed together and looked messy, and it condensed into a suspended spherical liquid in his hand, slowly dripping onto the white cloth.

"You'll find out later."

Yulia frowned, drawing a picture of so many scenes, she was aroused curiosity.

"I thought...forget it, it's fine not to say it now." The handsome man was born with the appearance of a gentleman, and the way he sighed quietly added to his melancholy temperament.

Yulia admired his beauty for a while, then stopped talking halfway, she was quite annoyed, "What's the matter, tell me."

The young man scratched his head, confused by the fate he had observed.

It was still a gray ruin yesterday, but it was full of vitality today, and he couldn't understand it.

"Say it or not." She snorted coldly, and started playing with Amanda, without giving the young man a look, as if she was angry.

Theodore is drawing a picture, using magic to draw out of thin air, like magic, the potion water will automatically divert after falling on the white cloth, and a realistic picture scroll will appear.

"There are variables..." he muttered.

Yulia has figured out the temperament of this strange garden owner in the past three days. He is just a nagging guy. He is obsessed with ancient oriental tea art and abstract paintings. He is probably practicing some kind of combination of painting and magic. Weird spells.

Yulia would rather like him to talk about tea art, because she is proficient in it in modern times. She not only understands Chinese tea culture, but also dabbles in the "tea atmosphere" on the Internet.

But that hasn't been used for a long time.

What a pity, she sighed, Theodore, an idiot, should not have had the honor of understanding.

At this time, the puppet finally picked up the parchment, but stepped on the part that fell from its mouth, and slipped directly to the ground.

Yulia quickly avoided it, and an unknown object flew in mid-air and hit her cherished face, and soon a red mark appeared on her forehead.

She threw down the mirror, rushed under the tree with the parchment in her hand, "Theodore, you study magic every day, why don't you upgrade Amanda, at least you need to coordinate your limbs..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the content of the painting, and she was dumbfounded.

"you you you……"

"You painted the picture of the temple?"

The lively and pretty girl finally came back to her senses, and pointed at the scroll in disbelief, her lips trembling, as if she was organizing her words.

Theodore's tolerant and gentle eyes calmed her down. Perhaps it was a coincidence. The content of this painting is obviously different from the one in the temple. Although the style is a bit similar, it is only a million points...

"Ahem..." Yulia thought for a while, and said seriously to her friend: "You have to be careful of that lunatic, Burne Russell, he will be the biggest stumbling block in your love journey."

Unexpectedly, Theodore is still a lover, secretly painting little girls.

Samuel is so good-looking and has the strength of a big boss, who doesn't love her, a poor girl who has died once and is dominated by the system, if she didn't hug Samuel's thigh, she wouldn't be able to get rid of the heartthrob system This cancer.

Thinking like this, Yulia seems to be the culprit that caused the two to be forced to cross?She is a little guilty.

"What love path, and who is Burne Russell?" Theodore analyzed the content on the scroll, and his face, which was always smiling, was rarely serious.

The puppet watched the interaction between the two in the wooden house, squatting on the door frame dejectedly.

Theodore was baffled,
After the last touch of color is finalized, the characters on the painting are already lifelike, as if they are about to step out of the painting scroll and touch the soul

A girl with black hair tied up stood on the damaged city wall, and below was a group of monsters with sharp minions. The darkness was overwhelming, and a dull atmosphere filled the air.

Behind the slender figure are many men and women in robes, holding staffs in their hands, with excited expressions.

Under the city wall is black smudged with thick ink, and the figure standing on the city wall is like a blade, with a ball of white light hanging in the air in her hand, there is no sun in the sky, and the light in her hand is dazzling to break through the picture scroll.

Yulia hesitated, "Is this a battlefield...?"

The young man nodded and tapped his fingers, and the parchment that Yulia was holding was spread out in front of him.

Yulia leaned over to look, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she could understand it. This is the common text of Dawn City, and it says...

"Dawn City test: successful."

(End of this chapter)