Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

Shatiao Aige took off the panda mask on her head with care, placed it on the summoning array she had drawn, injected magic power, and then began to say the summoning call.

Of course, if it's the Master, it doesn't matter whether you recite the spell or not, those who should come will still come, and those who don't want to come to work, will still not come back.

In fact, Sha Tiao Aige is not the master, but, from what Grandpa Mo Yi told about the story of the Holy Grail War, we can know that there is no cheating in the Holy Grail War, and it is no different from salted fish!

Can't even cheat, but dare to participate in the life-threatening Holy Grail War, isn't that a child playing with mud?

"Declaring—

Your body is under me, and my destiny is upon your sword.

If you obey the destination of the Holy Grail, obey this will, and this principle, please respond to me!

I swear here—

I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who conveys all evil in the world.

Wrap your three great words and spirits for seven days, come from the wheel of restraint, O guardian of the scales! "

Following Shatiao Aige's incantation, the summoning array began to emit a blazing light, and a huge haze spewed out from it!

Then a powerful magic power apparently.

"Familiar taste—"

No matter how dazzling the light and the haze are, there is no way for Satiao Aige to blink.

Although she has already predicted the future, she is still worried before the established future is realized.

Deep in the roots, Grandpa Mo Yi typed the code day after day, but the data and rules of Xingyue World were very strict, resulting in an extremely large number of rules that needed to be processed.

Even for Grandpa Mo Yi, it would take an unknown amount of time before he could accept it with all his might and fully integrate the 'seat' into the system sauce.

This is unavoidably boring, and it is really boring to be away from the real world for a long time, so Grandpa Mo Yi recorded his will and projection in the app of the Hall of Valor, which he had already mastered.

As long as someone summons, or needs the system of the Hall of Valor to operate, he may be summoned out to relax.

This operation is like going to work, taking advantage of no one's notice, opening a web game on the computer and playing Blue Moon to pass the time.

Work and play are the same, and anyone who has worked knows it.

Anyway, here there is no supervisor or anything to distract me from playing games, Grandpa Mo Yi can do whatever he wants.

Just after logging in the information to the Hall of Valor, Grandpa Mo Yi felt someone calling him, so he answered the other party's call.

"Those who walk in straw shoes and bamboo hats for thousands of years, travel in the sky for thousands of years, and those who walk on songs, forget about things and me—"

When Grandpa Mo Yi decided to summon accordingly, he knew that he was being summoned to participate in the large-scale live-action chicken-eating game unique to Xingyue World—Holy Grail War.

Well, this process Mo Yi is confident that everyone in Xingyue World is familiar with it.

In addition to the original Fate series, just fan stories, Grandpa Mo Yi has created many, such as normal painting style, dark painting style, love warrior painting style, waste cute painting style, Li Fan painting style, campus stories Grandpa Mo Yi has painted one by one.

Before, in order to promote the Xingyue project, I worked hard on the Yakumo House for more than a month.

Also, not long ago, I also participated in the Fifth Holy Grail War, but that time I was just playing soy sauce, and the official participants were Yumeyomi, Rin Tohsaka and Hakara Kiritsugu.

I just did some finishing work, which is meaningless at all!

I don't know, is this war of breaking the quilt a script I have read?

Four Wars, Five Wars, FA or Moon War?

Forget it, no matter which version, my father Mo Yi is still the version father.

Anyway, I didn't want to break the glass, I just wanted to relax after work.

As for how much effort to put in, whether to touch Yu or paddle, it depends on whether the master's appearance is good enough, and whether he will come to talk to others.

If it's a magician like Director Ken, it's good to blow his head first, and then find a new beautiful girl master, or act alone to make troubles.

Anyway, you can fill in the panel by yourself, and you can just write in the skills you want.

When Mo Yi was thinking about whether to jump to the airport to start the game later, and meet and mock the six people to gank him, his servant avatar had already been summoned to the present world.

No, tactics or something, I will think about it later, for now, let me say the first two lines of the poem to show my style.

Think about that dumbass, are you my master?

Or the opening words of your mother's Masta or something, it's too out of character, not domineering at all, how can you tell the unconscionable Masta to respect and understand his awesomeness? !

"First there is Hongjun and then there is heaven. Master Yakumo is still in front, and he will only live this year. One year of chaos is one year."

"The next crown is Master Yakumo, master caster, let me ask the world, who can fight!"

With their backs to Masta who summoned him, Master Mo Yi wore a cool black windbreaker. Under the wind of the magic storm, he showed his domineering arrogance, and finished his appearance lines with a sigh.

The time came in a hurry, so I just let this line go, and Grandpa Mo Yi showed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

But only one tenth of his pretentious power is enough to frighten his Masta, and now he can't even speak.

There is no way to do this, this master is such a windy man.

"Cuckoo-"

Hearing this familiar funny voice, before Jian Jian could see the appearance of the other party clearly, Shatiao Aige was sure that the other party was the person she loved day and night, the one who filled her empty heart , that was the person who had been with her day and night for ten years.

He is his master, the only one of his kind, Mo Yi.