I Also Want to Draw Comics when I Cross into a Pseudo-mother

After getting the answer, Fatty Blue also

[Please also sign this paper. 】

Putting on a serious look, the system lady handed over the pen and paper, 【Recently there have been too many accidents in this world, we need to make statistics, please cooperate with us. 】

"Is that so, that's why the random door leads here...no problem."

"Statistics? Why don't I—huh?!"

[Don't say it out loud, just let me play tricks, can't you? ] Covering Ye An's mouth, the system mother whispered.

"It's signed."

The blue fat man handed over the pen and paper.

【Ah, please write your name on the next four cards. This will be counted in many ways. 】

Say it as it is.

"Wait...it's done!"

"...It's really a routine. Speaking of which, Doraemon is not Long Aotian, can he be repatriated?"

[The protagonist is gone, the world is still playing with hair, it will definitely work. 】

So in extreme enthusiasm, he sent the great god away.

Said it was to thank Ye An and the system mother for sending it away, so Ye An had an extra flashlight in his hand.

[Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang-player Ye An will get "Minified Flashlight (Limited Edition)" x1 and "Doraemon Autographed" x5! londing...]

"Is it okay to speak human language?" Ye An rolled his eyes and continued to ask: "What does the 'limited version' mean? Are there any restrictions?"

[Nonsense, this is fantasy-level technology, and there will definitely be restrictions in other low-tech worlds. 】

Glancing at the light screen in front of her, the system girl continued to explain, [The limitation in this world is that you can only use this tool three times.In addition, if you restore the size of the object, it is not counted in the three-use limit. 】

Suddenly there is a sense of sight.

"It feels... a bit like doing a mission to get props?"

【Hey!Where does it look like! 】

PS: I feel that this chapter is so boring

PSS: yes, here I come again

PPS: Chapter... The chapter number is wrong... I am very sorry!

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PS from three days later: I swallowed the chapter name!Don't you agree? (roar from the foul demon)

Chapter 150 End

Chapter 150 Sand Sculpture Narration Please Die Immediately

"Good morning, Ye Anjun."

"Ha - ah woo... Good morning, Vinette."

Yawning, Ye An squinted his eyes and stretched his waist while beckoning to reply.

not good at all.

After returning last night, Fei System read a bedtime story for a few hours next to him under the name of "sleep aid".

Well, go to his bedtime ghost stories.

In the end, I only fell asleep for more than an hour in fear and had a nightmare...

Seeming to have noticed something wrong with Ye An's state, Vinaite showed a concerned look: "Ye Anjun didn't sleep well yesterday, you look very sleepy."

"No...ah no, no, I didn't sleep well last night...something happened."

【Hey hey hey, don't worry, I won't say it~】

About telling a few ghost stories to scare you up all night or something.

"Can you stop talking so easily that people will be misunderstood...!"

At this moment, Shinohara Ryo also came out of the tent, yawning "Wow-huh" while stretching like a kitten like Ye An just now, muttering some unintelligible words , rubbing his eyes in confusion.

"Hi, good morning everyone."

"Xiaoliang didn't sleep well?"

"Yeah, I haven't slept in a tent before, I don't know why I have a nightmare...!"

Behind Vinette, a strange light flashed in Gabriel's eyes!

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