[Black Butler] Ate that spider

This is a sad story.

It is taken for granted that it starts with a sad beginning.

Ye Qingzhou stood opposite his boss, with a constipated expression on his face, trembling uncontrollably.

"Why are you deducting wages this time, bastard!"

The boss opened a fan, covered his mouth, and looked at Ye Qingzhou up and down with narrowed eyes, "What is the purpose of our department?"

Ye Qingzhou's face immediately turned cold, and he began to recite his lines with a straight face: "Maintaining the balance of the space and protecting the direction of the space after the increasing traversal of commerce and trade is to maintain the plot." , "But this time the plot has been maintained perfectly!"

"Perfect?" The boss raised a slender eyebrow and snorted.

Ye Qingzhou shrank back, rubbed his left toe uncomfortably with his right foot, "At least Snape died in the end."

"Why don't you say that Harry lost his lover, went crazy to find Voldemort, and ended up dying directly?"

"Didn't I just say that? Besides, if Harry died later, it was also because of the fault of the guy who replaced me..." After speaking, I felt someone poking me with a murderous gaze from behind. , but he is so thick-skinned, not to mention his eyes, he will block your eyes with swords and guns!

"Then what happened last time when Naraku was broken into pieces and was picked up by Sesshomaru?"

"That must be because of the time traveler, the time traveler, the hateful time traveler can do anything as long as she shines the light of God Mary Sue, don't even think about it, if there are too many 'laws' beyond this world, it will be destroyed One world. Sigh, people really don’t know what they are..."

"Crack!" The boss closed his fan, and the blue blood vessels kept beating on his forehead, "Don't talk about this, let's talk about the last time, the fourth Hokage was sealed in Uzumaki Naruto's stomach, and finally resurrected !"

"This is even more grievous. Think about it. You only gave me the first animation, and the ghost knows there will be a second one later, so this is all the fault of the executive director."

"Crack." This was the sound of the boss crushing the fan, and he laughed angrily, "Very good, very good, anyway, are you right? I can't control you anymore, you pack up your things and go home! "

Ye Qingzhou burst into tears immediately. While crying, she hugged the boss's thigh and rubbed her nose and tears, "Brother, you can't! My parents gave me to you. If you don't want me, I will I can only die!" Said and ran to the window, making a gesture of jumping.

Everyone in the office glanced at him, but ignored him at all.

"Still afraid to jump this time? I bet fifty cents." This is Passerby A.

"I'll bet a dollar." This is passer-by B.

A bunch of passers-by got together and started betting money.

"This..." the newcomer asked cozily, and his senior hugged him warmly by the shoulders, "It's okay, I will dance like this one, two, three, or four times every month when I get paid, time After growing up, everyone gets used to it. By the way, you are quite handsome. How much is your phone number and QQ? Are you interested in drinking tea together or something?"

The young man glanced at the five-year-old senior and nearly cried.No wonder the Traveling Division is called the Rotten Girls Group, and the Peacekeeping Division is called the Gay Guys.

The ancients never lied to me.

Seeing that her elder brother was not even interested in glancing at herself, Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to climb down from the window sill by herself, ignoring the sound of "cutting" next to her, and rubbed against her elder brother, saying "Brother, I was wrong, next time I promise Complete the task..." Seeing that the old brother ignored him, he lay down beside the table and looked at his brother with dog eyes.

Ye Qingshan, who finished approving the last document on the table three hours later, rubbed the corners of his eyes, touched his younger brother's dog's head with one hand, and sighed, "Do you know why our Peacekeeping Department exists? Since time and space fiction and travel After the technology matures, the rising time travel industry is the most profitable industry in the world. But with the prevalence of time travel, the laws of various spaces are destroyed to pieces, and there is even a terrifying phenomenon of multiple worlds collapsing at the same time. Therefore Our Peacekeeping Department came into being, we not only repaired the world that was riddled with holes for the Traveling Department, but also provided them with a fully repaired world as a trade item."

He glanced at Ye Qingzhou, who didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and cut directly to the topic, "In short, the higher the degree of restoration of the world, the higher the selling price, do you understand?"

Ye Qingzhou nodded fiercely, but he would not be fooled so easily if he had been familiar with his brother's every move for a long time.

But what else?Ever since his unreliable parents handed over his four-year-old brother to himself, didn't the then 17-year-old vow to take good care of his brother even without parents?

Although it seems to take too much care. . .

No, no, it's definitely because of Ye Qingzhou's own IQ problem.

"Forget it... I will give you another chance, remember there is only one chance, so if you don't finish this time, I will..."

"Promise to complete the task!" Ye Qingzhou saluted him, then hugged him and kept rubbing against him.

"follow me."

The warehouse of the Peacekeeping Department is a black hole. There are tens of thousands of diamond-shaped fragments floating in the boundless darkness. If you get closer, you can still see the images of the characters in the fragments.

Each of these fragments is a world, or an incomplete world.

Just as the value of coins depends on gold, the law of space also depends on something—fate.

In layman's terms, it's drama.

In each of the seemingly dramatic plots, there is actually a causal balance of this space.

The person who died did not die because he was killed, but because the balance made him die at this moment, so he was killed.

It's a mysterious thing to say, so the simple point is that as long as the world goes through the plot according to the plot, the health can be restored, and then the time is set back to the original point and sold to the opposite crossing company for destruction. When the satisfied traveler leaves, the damaged Here the world is repaired and sold again.

Like a CD that is played repeatedly, the lives of the people in the plot are always trapped in that plot.

The cage of fate.

——I am the narrator.

Ye Qingshan kicked Ye Qingzhou out, "I'll say it again, if you make this kind of narration again, I'll send you to be a eunuch in the novel of the Empress!"

Ye Qingzhou knelt on the ground, with her forehead pressed against the floor, "I'm sorry I was wrong! I don't want those words when I got home from the second grade!"

"Forget it, it's here anyway."

"What?" He couldn't help turning his head, just in time to see an almost complete rhombus-shaped world, flickering with light.

"This is the world, the world of Black Butler, have you seen Black Butler?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head quickly, at least it says male on his ID card, okay?Just looking at the poster, which man will read the manga that has a bulingbuling and pink glow of girlishness rushing towards his face?

As a result, he was severely slapped on the head by his brother's fan.

"I'll say it again, in order to work, you need to understand the preferences of all customers, as well as all possible secondary derivative worlds, not to mention Black Butler, it's a shameless work, as long as someone likes it, you have to hold the toilet and vomit Just watch it!"

"...My brother seems to be very experienced..."

His brother was silent for a moment, and his whole body turned gray.

Quickly change the subject.

"But such a world...does it really need to be repaired?" A complete second-level derived world is a perfect rhombus. a corner.

"The technical department appraised that the degree of damage in this space is S-level, which is the highest level, and it is close to collapse. So I need you to do two things, one is to maintain the plot, and the other is to find out whether there is any space in this space. What disrupts its operation, and then bring it back, and of course, destroy it on the spot if necessary."

"And what if it's a person?"

"..." Ye Qingshan was silent for a moment, then said firmly: "Destroy it on the spot."

For a while, the two of them didn't speak. Although Ye Qingzhou had seen blood and killed people in the world of Hokage, no one with a normal mind would be proud of killing his own kind.It is better not to use violence if possible.

"...The plot is almost like this," Ye Qingshan took out a sticky note, wrote a few strokes, folded it and stuffed it into Ye Qingzhou's hands, "In short, you stay inside and maintain the plot until the end of the plot, understand Yet?"

Before Ye Qingzhou could answer, he was kicked into the world.

He hasn't watched the plot yet!

After a long period of feeling of falling, he finally had a feeling of falling to the ground, and he hurriedly took out the sticky note to look at it.It says:

Once upon a time, there was a demon named Claude who killed his contractor for Shire, and was then killed by the contractor.

. . .

If you write it like this, can all novels be summarized into two types:

A man, then something happens, and he dies.

And, a person, something happened later, and he never died again.

Nima, what kind of plot is this, bastard!

If you really follow your plot, the whole world will crash at the speed of light!Thinking of this, the words on the note suddenly changed.

Time: a certain year, a certain month, a certain day.

Location: Torrance Mansion.

Character: Claude.

Plot:. . . . (Omitting a whole bunch of descriptions.)

So that's the case, Ye Qingzhou made a suddenly realized expression, but saw from the polished silver plate on the opposite side that his body still had a dead face.

He raised his eyebrows and saw a dead face.

Grinning, seeing dead faces.

. . .To put it bluntly, no matter what expression he makes, this body has always made a straight face, as if others owe him millions of late mother faces.

But it doesn't really matter whether others can see his expression or not, right?Thinking of this, he showed a reassuring smile, but what was shown on the plate was a pale man with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

How could there be no problem!If you put on such a face, you will definitely be beaten, sneer, sneer damn it!Do you want to be so glamorous and noble!

I feel so tired, I don't dare to smile anymore. . .

The author has something to say:

La la la la, the master is happy, eh.