The playwright in American manga

The movement behind him did not affect Huo Sen's actions at all.

No matter how worried he was, he had to believe in Ling.

And he understood that if Renee's main personality collapsed, Ling, as the second personality, would not survive.

However, if Ling dies, it will not have any adverse impact on the protagonist's personality.

It's cruel, but very realistic.

"nobody!"

"There's no one here either!"

"Is this an empty city?"

“What’s the point of creating a ghost city?”

Hotson's mental power swept through the neighborhoods.

The violent mental storm directly destroyed the neighborhoods he passed through.

"No, since she founded this city, it must have some meaning."

Huo Sen was a little anxious. In the spiritual world, he didn't know the passage of time.

He had no idea how long he had been in Renee's mental sea.

Maybe there is only one breath, maybe it is approaching the limit, and the next second will be forcibly stripped from Renee's spiritual sea.

If he couldn't awaken Renee's personality before leaving, she would really become a shell!

"what?"

"Why does this area look familiar?"

When Huo Sen was passing by an alleyway, he was suddenly attracted by the fleeting view on the other side and stepped back again.

"Why does the lion on the arch give me a sense of familiarity?"

"Wait, circle, lion head in the circle..."

"Disney animated icon?"

"Lion Lion?"

"No way!"

Hossen accelerated with a "boom", leaving a hole in the ground shattered by the gas explosion, and then passed through the alleyway.

When Huo Sen rushed out of the alley, what he saw was a black and white amusement park gate!

However, it is different from modern playgrounds.

This is an amusement park that feels like the steam age.

Inside the low fence, which is typically designed to guard against gentlemen but not villains, one can see the scenery of an amusement park.

Huo Sen walked into the empty door doubtfully.

However, when he was in the amusement park, the originally silent world suddenly became noisy.

The noisy noise reached his ears, and when Huo Sen came back to his senses, he found that he was among a group of black and white tourists at some point.

The tourists around me had numb smiles on their faces and said words that sounded like lines.

Some people even just open their mouths and make chirping sounds, but cannot even finish a sentence.

However, it is undeniable that the noisy scene fits the atmosphere of the amusement park.

"Renee, are you here?"

Huo Sen walked among the crowds, but the amusement park was crowded with people. The tourists inside were shoulder to shoulder and feet touching. Huo Sen could only roughly separate the crowd and squeeze through a group of NPC-like tourists.

However, the further Huo Sen walked into the amusement park, the stranger his expression became.

Tourists are crowded and wandering on the road, but the surrounding entertainment facilities are empty.

The huge Ferris wheel does not rotate. In the carousel, the lonely Snow White and a headless prince are rotating across the rotating shaft. Seven dwarfs lie on the turntable and become the seats of the carousel.

Going further, in the ice house with the door wide open, there is a snowman with a silly smile on his face, waving his right hand up and down like a lucky cat.

It's so weird that it's creepy.

After crossing a small stream on an ice bridge, there are almost no "tourists" here.

But the style of painting has also changed.

A huge manor is located in the center of the playground, with steaming steam chimneys standing on the high roof.

Under the sloping gable roof is a five-story British-style building.

In front of the building, there is a walled garden with shrubs. In the garden, there is an empty swing, which is strangely motionless in the wind. It is swinging by itself.

The entrance to the garden is a double-open iron gate, with sharp fence points forming a semicircular top.

Huo Sen walked to the door and gently pushed open the ajar iron door.

"anyone there?"

"Excuse me, I'm coming in."

Huo Sen walked into the garden and unconsciously glanced at the swing that was moving without wind, as if he saw someone sitting on it and playing.

However, just when Huo Sen was about to continue walking forward, suddenly there was the sound of the door opening behind him.

Huo Sen looked back, only to see a man carrying an 18th-century style rattan box, wearing a flower-collared shirt and a suit, opened the door, and politely let in a woman holding a small parasol and wearing a lady's dress.

The man and woman who walked in looked slightly startled when they saw Huo Sen standing in the middle of the courtyard road.

The man carried the suitcase and walked directly to Huo Sen with the woman on his arm.

The other party took off the top hat on his head, put it on his chest, half-bent down and saluted Huo Sen. The woman also held up the hem of her skirt with one hand, squatted slightly towards Huo Sen, and performed a ladylike salute.

"This guest, what do you do for a living?"

The man was not rude because Huo Sen was a child, but asked about Huo Sen very politely.

Huo Sen looked at the two of them doubtfully: "Who are you?"

The man suddenly said: "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Harold Haywatts. This is my wife, Sophia Haywatts, the owner of this manor."

Hearing this, Huo Sen closed his eyes slightly and sighed inwardly.

Although I had expected it, I still couldn’t imagine it.

However, looking at the green plants trimmed into the shapes of Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck in the yard, Huo Sen also guessed that he had found the right place.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Haywatts. May I excuse you."

Although Hossen wanted to rush into the house and drag Renee out, he knew that it was easy to find Renee, but it was not easy to get her out of the situation she was in.

Therefore, he planned to follow her wishes and see how things develop.

"Where, where. We have just moved here, and this is the first time someone has come to visit us. I am very happy. Why don't you come in and sit down, have some tea and some cakes."

Harold Haywatts extended a warm invitation, and Hossen "reluctantly" agreed.

Following the two of them, Hossen walked through the garden full of Disney elements.

"Mr. Butler, we are back. Is my little cutie okay? There are guests at home. Let her come out and play with the guests for a while!"

As soon as he entered the house and stood in the eight-meter-high living room, Harold Haywatts, who put down his salute, started shouting loudly.

"Sorry to make you laugh. My husband got a little carried away when he got home."

Sofia Haywatts on the side had put away her small parasol at some point and replaced it with a women's folding fan that was no bigger than a palm when opened. She placed it in front of her little mouth and apologized to Hotson.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Haywatts is really serious. Your children must like him very much."

"Haha, that's true. My little cutie is very clingy, but she doesn't like to leave the room. Therefore, my husband really hopes that someone can take the initiative to make friends with her. Unexpectedly, you, the guest, show up. What a fate."

Sophia Haywatts said with a smile, her eyes almost narrowed into a thin line.

This reminded Hossen of a word: squinting monster!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a strong vibration and heavy footsteps on the second floor.