Travel through Sand Sculpture Snow Tea Plane Wandering Records

Chapter 147 Bombing the School
Chacha is still lethargic.Ashe rested on the bed next to her.Misawa turned on the scroll of inheritance alone by lighting up the night battle.

Countless powerful or weird spells floated on the parchment.Si Ze browsed quickly, and directly searched for the blessing of time and space that is most needed now.This is an extremely complicated space magic, which can return the soul in the gap between time and space to its original source.

"At school." Si Ze couldn't wait to wake up the sleeping two, "If the soul sleeping in the singer's body cannot be awakened in time, he will never wake up."

"Is dinner ready?" Chacha rubbed her forehead with her arm, her consciousness still dating the God of Sleep.A Xue woke up and gave Chacha a slap directly.Chacha wakes up instantly. "Then let's go find him quickly." His stomach growled unsatisfactorily.Si Ze gave her a piece of dry bread and took them out.

The iron gate of the dormitory has been closed, and the magic school in the middle of the night is unusually quiet.Several people ride on Ah Xue's big umbrella and float around in the quiet campus.Chacha activated the magic pupil, and the lines of the two sets of worlds were naturally coupled in the void, and the power of magic became stronger and stronger.

"Please hurry up." Sishe said, "I feel that the singer's life is passing."

"I'll carry you." After Chacha said, she grabbed the witch and bounced in the space.Because the speed was too slow, the witch found it difficult to breathe.Chacha quickly put up her protective shield of chaos.

"We'll be there soon, right at the bell tower," the witch said, pointing in the direction. "I saw him."

Through the glass window of the clock tower, Chacha saw nothing.But according to Misawa's order, he broke in through the window.

The singer lay prone on the desk, a row of scrolls scattered at his feet.Because it has not eaten food for a long time, its skin is wrinkled, like an old tree that has not absorbed water for a long time.Only the golden curls shone.

"It's a miracle that he didn't die." Chacha sighed.Gently hold up his arm, feeling the weak beating of the pulse in his frail body.Green light emerged from the witch's palm, replenishing the vitality of the traveler whose soul had just returned.It's a pity that the blessing of time and space consumes a lot of energy from the witch, and the green light of life flickers on and off.

"Is it enough to inject life force?" Chacha asked.

"Yes." Si Ze said.

Chacha transforms the magic of space, injecting great vitality into the singer's body.The dry skin gradually turned red, and the dry face regained its luster. Ten minutes later, the singer awoke from a coma.

"Where am I?" he asked.The pupils were dilated and seemed to have not condensed yet.

"The clock tower of Caraworth School of Witchcraft and Magic." Chacha said.

"You are……"

"My name is Chacha. I am the client of Her Highness the Princess." Chacha said.She remembered that in the previous cave, the singer was looking for a human named Chacha.

"It's a very familiar name." The singer held his forehead, and all his memories became blurred.He remembered that he was singing with a group of elves, and suddenly came back here when the light dimmed.His wandering eyes stopped on the original CD, and the paused pictures in his mind began to flow, "It's not an elf, I seem to have become an AI singer according to their requirements."

"It's really artificial intelligence." Chacha pondered, "Then do you remember the end of the road?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, do you have anything to eat?" The singer pressed his abdomen.According to the time in this world, he probably hasn't eaten in two or three years.Size took out a bottle of yogurt from her pocket, which she had taken from the cafeteria in the morning, but she forgot about it after seeing Chacha and the others appear out of thin air.

"Thank you." The singer took it calmly and gave Si Ze a sweet smile.

Chacha and Axue rushed to the princess' palace overnight with the recovered singer.The long-awaited young lady who looked like a porcelain doll finally showed a long-lost smile on her face.But when she learned that the little bastard had disappeared, she made a bold decision—to announce the existence of the magical world in the name of the princess.

Amid the uproar of public opinion, Feng Fenghuohuo led his bodyguards to bomb the magic school.The huge magic circle made of mobile buildings seriously blocked the integration of the magic world.After wiping out the school, the free elves reappeared in people's sight.

After a series of operations, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

"This world is magical. Don't let those innocent witches be burned maliciously." Misawa put on his vest and surfed the game's network.She has a little liking for the princess who used to be known as the vase.

The two spaces blend and couple, and the road to the end will open again.The scope of activities of the elves is gradually expanding, and the witch's prophecy is being realized step by step.

"Everyone, please wait for the truth." The princess said calmly.The singer who was once defeated by the evil spirit mustered up the courage to stand on the neon stage again, supporting the princess's actions with his actual presence.The remaining fans showed up to once again stand behind their idol.

"I checked. The artificial intelligence is to maintain the operation of the game world." Chacha turned her chair to face Axue, "When the road to the end was formed, the magic circle of the magic school had not yet operated."

"So, Her Royal Highness bombed the school because she wanted to recreate the end of the road, and then go find the little bastard?" Ah Xue instantly imagined the princess' intention.

Chacha was noncommittal, but at the same time, she understood one thing.Human souls can be converted with artificial intelligence.The name of Sand Sculpture and Nicholas Zhao Si'er coincided in her mind.These two wonderful names, in a sense, have the same effect.

Chacha and the singer met on the lawn outside the cave.Hope the returning singer can remember something.

"This is the first time I heard your voice here." Chacha said.

"During the time I became an AI singer, I seemed to be looking for someone named Chacha." The singer sat on the grass, his long golden hair blown by the breeze, "but Chacha is more like a symbol. I can't remember looking for this Symbolic reasons, what specific characteristics does he or she have.”

"Is that so." Chacha narrowed her eyes with a slightly disappointed expression.

"Would you like to go in again?" The singer looked at Chacha with gentle eyes, "Maybe the elves who are proficient in illusion can remind me."

"Okay. Remember to brush off the blue fluff on top of its head." Chacha remembered the little bastard's advice, and missed that mecha master who only had money in his eyes.

The two stepped into the pitch-black cave, and Chacha kept her flame eyes open the whole time, not letting go of any changes in details.After the long train passed, a group of colorful elves danced wittily mechanically.

"Are you waiting for me?" A familiar voice sounded in the space, it was the voice of a little bastard.Unlike previous singers, Little Bastard looks more real, with his soul intact in his body.

"Little bastard? How are you? Are you okay?" Chacha said happily.

"That's it. Hey, what's the relationship between you and the 'Lord God' here? Why does that old guy keep asking me to find Chacha?" Still in the blue student uniform, with the same ruffian tone, "Hey, Would you like to come over and help? People here really like to play games, I think about how to release tasks every day, and my head is almost bald."

"I can't help." Chacha raised her eyebrows and said, "Your princess bombed the school. What do you think?"

"What about the princess and prince, I can't hear you clearly. My knight transformation mech is now top-level configuration, super cool!" The little bastard denied it.

"Tch, just wait for her to take you home."

"If she comes over, I can barely think about it." The little bastard obviously has a thick skin, "The duration of the blue phantom is almost up. I have to withdraw first. Swing!"

"Wave!"

(End of this chapter)