What character did you drop

◎Mortal, what do you think? ◎

Zhuo Fu is a person with a big brain, so while he is thinking about how to get rid of the other party, he is also thinking more about whether he can complete his own system tasks by the way.

Fang Fang, the little elf, did not comment on this. After all, he has been with such a master for a long time, and he somehow knows that although the other party likes to do some weird things, he has a bottom line and definite three views, so there is no need to worry too much.

[If the owner thinks it is necessary, I can provide some help. 】

Anyway, the master's performance from the first world is very stable and good, and as I give more and more rules and restrictions, the master can also play very well...

Then it is not impossible to give a little convenience, bypass the perception of 'that', and satisfy the master's wish.

"Huh? Is it really possible?"

Zhuo Fuzai looked carefully at the notebook elf, as if planning to check it out.

──The two parties have been cooperating for so long, don't they know what kind of personality they are?

Although the elf Fang Fang has a lively side, he always fulfills his duties in terms of rules and will never let Zhuo Fu surpass him.

Especially in the previous few worlds, Fang Fang, the little elf, even repeatedly emphasized the proportion of the plot deviation, asking Zhuo Fu to be careful not to cause the world to collapse.

But from the beginning of the following world, Fang Fang, the little elf, would only quietly follow by to record and score, and rarely get involved in Zhuo Fu's character design and decision-making.

It can be seen that it seems to be quite satisfied with Zhuo Fu's awakening and summary, so it is willing to let Zhuo Fu try more.

──But this is completely different from dragging someone who has nothing to do with fast time travel into the world!

【Can.Just some trivial little favors. 】

Fang Fang, the little elf, deliberately imitated his master's previous tone, then thought about it, and carefully gave some hints,

[The existence of this puddle of liquid is not unrelated to the owner, and it can even be said that the reason why the other party left this puddle of liquid is the result of being backlashed by this small space because it has malice towards the master. 】

"In other words, we both have enmity, but it's up to me whether it's big or small." Zhuo Fu felt that there was no problem with this logic in an instant, and he nodded simply, and then asked how to operate it.

...Placing the other party willing to be dragged into a new world?

Then do you want to meet yourself?

That's out of Zhuo Fu's consideration.

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City C is overcast and rainy.

During the Huangmei season, Zhong Xiaoliang is very used to always putting an umbrella in his bag, so as to avoid being accidentally frozen to the marrow by the continuous drizzle and make himself lose the ability to act independently.

...and, a cold.

Although the medical technology is now advanced, there are many choices of cold medicines, and the place where he works also provides "surgery to cure" services, but Zhong Xiaoliang thinks about his "colleagues" and decides to be self-reliant.

──Anyway, I don't want to be surrounded by those spicy ginger soup, corpse powder, voodoo powder or various rituals.

"Meow meow!"

But God was obviously not very happy to let Zhong Xiaoliang have a safe and sound journey to work. Soon, this young man with big feet, thin body and ordinary complexion noticed a drenched kitten in the middle of the road. Shivering in the high-speed traffic.

"Grass!"

It was still a black cat!

pure!

With 'spiritual thread'!

"Why am I so unlucky?"

Zhong Xiaoliang suddenly had a bitter face, only thinking that his bad luck would never be resolved until he died of old age.

... As for the fact that the boss of the group gave Zhong Xiaoliang a fortune, saying that his knot of fate could actually be solved, the latter never believed it.

After all, compared to innocent people dying because of these bad luck, it's better to let Zhong Xiaoliang, a person with a 'background', resist it.

The young man with pale complexion skillfully took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and intuitively dialed the shortcut button.

There is no way, considering the frequency of these special incidents, Zhong Xiaoliang has already suffered from PUA or PTSD... In order to save his life, he should ask for help early and die early.

[Hey, this is Jiuguo Newspaper, what's the matter? 】

A lazy voice came out of the microphone, making Zhong Xiaoliang seem to feel a dry hot wind blowing past his ears.

But now is obviously not the time to talk nonsense, so the young man quickly yelled at the other end, and took out the strong flashlight and the detachable bag from the big and heavy bag in three steps at the same time. roadblock.

"You fucking send someone over quickly! There is going to be a black ceremony at the south gate of Xingfu Community!"

These people clearly know that they are the only ones who are likely to call at this time, but every time they deliberately want to make a fuss for a few seconds!

──Saving the world is so important!

"Let let, let let!"

Zhong Xiaoliang gave up the option of holding an umbrella a long time ago. Anyway, at most, he would pour down a bowl of medicinal soup that is worse than the underground drain pipe, which is better than cleaning up the corpses after the Xingfu community was 'bombed'.

A row of grandpas and aunts who were about to dance square dance in the rain were enraged by Zhong Xiaoliang's attitude, and were waiting to come forward to argue.

However, seeing that the thin bamboo stick-like young man seemed to be planning to run straight into the traffic in the morning, he quickly regarded Zhong Xiaoliang as a young man intending to commit suicide. pull.

The little black cat with no stray hairs on its whole body was trembling as the cars came and went. Its golden eyes fixedly looked at the human being who was struggling to come over, and it gave a soft 'meow'.

"Ahh! Don't give up on yourself!"

Zhong Xiaoliang didn't know how long it would take for his colleague to arrive, and he didn't have the spiritual power to deal with these supernatural affairs, so he could only keep yelling at the little black cat like a lunatic.

Although he knew that the sacrificial offerings with undeveloped spiritual wisdom might not be able to understand what he meant, Zhong Xiaoliang had to give it a try.

"My companion will come to rescue you soon, you must hold on!"

Although the grandpas and aunts of the square dance did hear that young people have been under a lot of work pressure in recent years, and they may experience hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, and visual hallucinations from time to time, but they have never seen such a serious situation!

Terrible, could this baby be a patient who escaped from some hospital?It looks like it's aggressive!Do you want to ask the police comrades for help?

Zhong Xiaoliang didn't know what the elders and aunts behind him were thinking, let alone that the boy who delivered the food next to him had already videotaped himself... Anyway, these people will be amnesticized afterwards.

His only worry is, can the little black cat survive?

In this season, there are often some people who listen to the folk remedies said by some Jianghu masters, and are ready to "accumulate blessings" or "transfer harm" to themselves and the objects of some immoral things they have done.

The common point is that animals are released into the wild indiscriminately, and alien species are invaded, and even because the selected release area is wrong, those innocent lives die instead.

──Usually such a move will not end well, but will only shorten one’s life, and in severe cases, one will be cursed by the resentful souls transformed by those creatures, and finally end in a bleak end.

And just when Zhong Xiaoliang threw out the roadblock and the bright flashlight, and was about to break into the car tide with his body, a figure quickly stepped on the roof of the car, not only picked up Zhong Xiaoliang in an instant, but even screamed in amazement from the uncles and aunts. in the sound...

It landed lightly in front of the black kitten.

With a 'snap', this guy in a black coat, tall and tall, wearing rimless glasses, who played the role of a gentle scum with strength and temperament snapped his fingers──

"This place is temporarily prohibited!"

All the car tides seem to be forcibly held down, the expressions of the uncles and aunts around are frozen, and even the thin raindrops are like acupuncture needles from a colleague, which makes people shudder...

The only ones who could breathe and move were Zhong Xiaoliang, the black cat cub, and Chen Jintian, the captain of the special operations team in City C.

"team leader!"

Although Zhong Xiaoliang hates that the other party will make some difficult jokes at every turn, but I have to say that Chen Jintian is indeed No. 1 in the special operations team when it comes to men who use their strength to create a sense of security.

"Tsk tsk, one is wet fluffy, two are wet fluffy, fortunately there is no third one, otherwise it would be wonderful."

Chen Jintian wore a lead black glove on his left hand, brushed his hair back, and was about to grab the little black cat with his hand.

'what! '

The little black cat is young and has just grown a fluffy body, but it is very guarded against Chen Jintian, and it doesn't look like it is obediently meowing for help when it faces Zhong Xiaoliang.

"Oh? Oh oh!"

Chen Jintian didn't pay attention to this 'detail', but grabbed the back of the cat's fate's neck, pinched the kitten's limbs with his gloved left hand, and pinched lightly.

'Boom boom boom! '

Bursts of explosions that could shatter this temporarily static space suddenly violently impacted everyone's consciousness, Zhong Xiaoliang let out a low scream, if Chen Jintian hadn't quickly stopped him...

The thin and weak young man without ability is probably about to be hit by this evil force until his seven holes bleed, and his life will die.

This tremor lasted for several minutes, and after he calmed down, Zhong Xiaoliang opened his eyes again under the captain's signal, and gasped for fear from the mess in front of him.

Scattered bones were scattered everywhere. If Zhong Xiaoliang was not mistaken, these were probably the bones of stray cats and dogs.

I don't know which wicked ghost did it. He did such a heartless thing, and the corpses and traces were dumped into the sewer. It happened that because of the hydrological trend of the sewer in C City, it was all piled up here!

──That is to say, the captain has a special ability and can draw out the space, otherwise Zhong Xiaoliang would write his name upside down if today's tragic situation would not be on the national stage!

"We will find someone to overtake in the future. As long as this kitten is not dead, there will be no problem of explosion."

Chen Jintian shook the cat in his hand, then smiled and proposed to the mortal team members with cute faces:

"Didn't you always want to have a psychic pet as an assistant to perform tasks?"

"This black cat has initially met the conditions to become a spirit because of the transshipment ceremony just now. As long as it is [-], I can directly help it get through the spirit orifice and sign a contract with you."

It's just that the uncle cat's temper may not be too good.

A certain team leader thought unscrupulously in his heart, probably the first sentence he opened his mouth was──

'Mortal, what do you think? '