Manual activity manual

"Snapped!"

A monologue light hit the small stage.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that he had changed back to the figure, standing in the darkness.He struggled violently, and vaguely heard a crackling sound, but before he could really break free, something picked him up and put a bracket on his back.

He was like a real plastic product, unable to move at all, only his vision was attracted by the solitary light on the stage, and he could clearly see the prototype wrapped in a cocoon by various silk threads.

Yukiya...

"Welcome to the stage theater in London." When he gritted his teeth and thought about the solution, a little girl's voice sounded leisurely.

"Clap clap clap."

Canned applause followed its intro, followed by a more realistic, odd knocking sound that sounded less like a human limb.

"Isn't there still half a year before the next performance?" came a drowsy voice, "What happened?"

"Stalingrad, you are too far behind," another voice accused. "You don't even know that our kind is here to visit."

They chatted happily, and the familiar names made Atsushi Nakajima realize their identities.

city.

new life.

Nyarlathotep...

Faintly, he could feel that the blockade in his memory, which was originally not firm enough, was rapidly dissolving under the violent impact.

He knows, he knows something about the name...

"Okay, okay, let's pick the stage," New York's voice was faintly nervous, "Although it will temporarily let him fall into a sweet dream, we can't guarantee how long we can let him sleep."

"Oh oh oh, but it shouldn't be called changing the channel, it should be browsing the directory?"

"What, what are you all struggling with? Of course..."

The pitch-black curtain suddenly lit up, revealing the appearance of a book floating in mid-air.If you don't look at the faint, blue-white light surrounding it, it is almost exactly the same as the exercise books that can be seen everywhere in stationery stores.

But as long as you see the name written in Russian on the cover of the kraft paper, you will understand what it is.

Dead Souls of Filth and Destruction.

"What a terrible name." Someone exclaimed softly.

"Why is it in Russian?" Some cities still don't understand what's going on.

"Dirty, you mean that, that, what is a dead soul?"

"totally do not understand……"

The cover was gently opened, and the plant nouns written in Russian but arranged in the fifty-syllabary chart were quickly displayed in front of them.The cities were excited, and the lists of names flowed down like a cascade of flying paper pages, quickly jumping from plants to animals, from the sky to the sea, and finally back to the land, once ruled over the lives of other races.

Number one in the human list, disqualified in the world.

The second in the list of human beings, in the Central Plains...

"I found it, this is my favored human~"

"Is it this, or this, and there are too many people with the same name as her."

"Ah, which one should I look at first? Sure enough, I should look at Fyodor first? Find him and kill him!"

"Do you want to kill it? You can also keep it..."

"He fled to Ever Dark Island, and he can't be caught for the time being."

"If there is a 'book', there is a chance..."

"He should be sitting in the audience too? Where? Where!"

"Don't be so impulsive, Turin, Rome, don't worry."

"Too lazy to care. Sleepy."

While the city was chattering excitedly or bored, a slender hand suddenly pressed down out of thin air, and slammed the opened page shut.

"Wow!" A city made a frightened voice.

Even Kyoto panicked: "What!"

"—Is this how you treat your guests?"

What appeared out of nowhere was a boy with pink hair and green glasses.

"Hey, wake up," he shook the book in his hand again, "I told you that your vigilance is too low."

"What, what? Aren't you drinking?" The cocoon in the middle of the stage moved and made a confused voice, "Where is this...Mr. Qi Mu?? What are you doing?"

"I'm at the boundary of your consciousness." The boy named Qi Mu let go of his hand and let the book float by itself. "I came here first when I saw something wrong. You were plotted against by those cities."

"..."

In the silence, Yokozaki Yukiya's voice exploded in their ears with majestic anger: "Kyoto-New York-London-and Paris-"

"God, it's angry."

The voices whispered.

"It really looks like a human!"

"In theory, we shouldn't discriminate against it..."

"But looking at him, it's almost like looking at a human being..."

"very strange."

"it's wired."

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

What a hassle.

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

He was going to be mad.

"Mr. Saiki, thank you for your help this time. I will take care of the next thing," Yokozaki Yukiya was still worried that these dependents of the Outer Gods would affect Saiki Kusuo. Don't read it, "I'm sorry to trouble you, please rest first."

Saiki Kusuo did not refuse. In this conscious world of the city, his ability has indeed become unstable, and he feels that there are signs of increasing... But please don't tell him that it is the ability to communicate with buildings. He is surrounded by Enough voices: "I'll get those three guys over to you as soon as possible."

Can help a little bit.

Yokozaki Yukiya was so moved: "Thank you Kami."

Saiki Kusuo: "...don't call me that."

"Okay, my lord!"

Saiki Kusuo: "..."

"Huh? Huh?! He disappeared! I still want to collect it..."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "...shut up! I only give you ten seconds! Ten!"

"Oh, don't be so excited," said another voice lazily, "it's actually very interesting, and we often play like this."

"That's right, that's right, Kyoto's ability to form a relationship."

"The human beings who can be associated with the city are unique and interesting."

"Why didn't I see that Qi Mu in the list...he is so special..."

"Ah, he has the protection of other worlds, damn it..."

"Is it true that I can't raise that Poe?"

"That's someone else's property, retract your tentacles."

"Really, really...I like him like my puppet..."

"I like puppets, so Yokohama will give you the soul of that golden guy."

"That human can only control the corpse, not a puppet..."

Yokozaki Yukiya was obviously a little surprised, and it took a while before he forced his mouth: "I said we are not all the way. They are not my toys."

"Isn't it? Then why did you shape them into this state?" Some existence fiddled with it, and Nakajima Atsushi realized that beside him were Senior Nakahara and Ryunosuke who had also transformed back. "It's so fun, so I put the other And so has the audience.”

Yukiya Yokosaki's cocoon moved, and finally realized that what surrounded him was a small children's theater: "..."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "One last warning, I'm going to do it. I don't want the scene to become so ugly."

"I told you not to be impulsive," said the lazy voice, "how about a bet?"

"Las Vegas..."

"It's cheating people to gamble again."

"It's too much, it's obviously a casino."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

It's too much, these cities, all of them have unique skills, but they don't want to be better every day.

"In this theater, there are 99 people sitting now," said the voice called Las Vegas, without any influence, and continued, "These human beings are the people with the most dense connection lines on your body... peers."

"After the show ends, as long as more than half of the people choose the red button, we can let you take Sigma when you leave," its voice is full of joy, "on the contrary, you have to stay."

"...Your bets are not equal at all," Yokozaki Yukiya said coldly, "I am much bigger than a piece of sky territory."

"Then you can choose your bet as you like," Las Vegas didn't care, "as long as we can provide it, we can give you anything."

"Even, you can bring us to the gambling table. After all, we are the essence, the newborn spirit..."

"You see what I mean?"

No matter how anxiously Atsushi Nakajima yelled "Don't agree to it" in his heart, Yukiya Yokosaki remained silent.

He was moved.

"I see," his voice suddenly calmed down, even with a strange tenderness, "Do you want to see the human beings who have become attached to me?"

"That's so boring."

"As a city, you can also form a relationship with me."

The book on the screen was suddenly opened, but it had returned to blank. With Yokozaki Yukiya's demonic whispers, the names of the cities were quickly recorded.

"Eh? Eh?!"

"Is that possible?"

"I haven't played it like this before...it's a brand new play..."

"But Yokohama seems to have said...uh..."

With the invasion of Yokozaki Yukiya's ability, he was no longer wrapped in a cocoon, but slowly walked out of the ball of light, tightly clenching countless silk threads in his hands.

"let's start."

Just to listen to the last words of a city.

"Whether it is ordinary or great, whether it is destruction or eternity," the voice of the little girl who rang out first resounded through the hall again, "Only art and applause are immortal!"

"Whoa-"

As if being thrown directly into the sea vortex when the storm came, Zhong Yuanzhong could even feel the pain of the raging waves beating on his body.The bitter and salty sea water fills the senses, even if you blink desperately, you can only feel the overwhelming nausea and dizziness.

The world has fallen.

Sea water and stones are everywhere, and occasionally the signs of human cities can be seen flashing past.But before this great power of heaven and earth, human beings are too small, too lowly, and they can't escape the black hole-like vortex even if they try their best to struggle.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a trace of familiarity that shouldn't exist.

The field of vision keeps falling, and suddenly rises again.Before breaking through the atmosphere, it stopped suddenly, looking down like a timid child.

Beyond the broken, brand-new coastline, the black-red energy ball has already explained everything.

"Here, here is Black Lizard Squad [-]," said an old voice with unconcealed fatigue amidst the noise made by the helicopter, "Mr. Sen, the... corpse of the leader of the Central Plains has not been seen."

"The only thing left here is the energy ball entwined by Huang Ba's spit."

He looked down, as if he saw something in the black and red energy, but he didn't seem to see anything.

"Please Liu Lang lead the team, and use the equipment provided by the military to bring back Mr. Zhongye's belongings." After a long time, the man sighed and said, "The dead are in the past, and we still need to look forward."

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Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes were red: "...you... dare!"

"Ah, ah, it's really a fragment of the gods of the past. It's so scary that it broke free from San Francisco's control."

"Why don't we strengthen the traction on the soul first..."

"But their souls are not complete..."

"You dare to attack them," Yokozaki Yukiya's smile twisted, "I will go to the Antarctic continent to create a mountain range higher than the Himalayas for you to admire. It is the trace of the ancients who once lived."

The cities were silent for a moment.

"The southern hemisphere is innocent..." Wellington said weakly. "Our New Zealand cities just want to bask in the sun."

"Yes, yes, yes, the North Pole must be fought."

"I'm in favor of decentralizing the American continent."

"Shut up, Moses."

"Ahem, ahem, just use that one, it's very popular among YouTubers."

"What, what are you talking about, what is a YouTuber?"

"Obviously the NICONICO we have here is more usable!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about..."

"Oh, you rednecks . . . there!"

The close-up view that was originally surrounded by 4D suddenly zoomed out and turned into a normal theater screen. In the next second, there was a "wow", dense bullet screens across the right side of the screen, and the speed was too fast to see clearly.

"Ah, what the hell happened?" "Where is this place?" "Is what I just saw..." and so on flashed, and the language used was all-encompassing, and the people who controlled the theater and the people who loaded the barrage seemed to be confused. A disagreement arose, allowing them to be translated into English one moment and Japanese the next.

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

Sure enough, they were all a group of newborn children, and they had a lot of fun.

He strengthened his control over the bond line with a blank face, so the barrage changed back to Japanese.

"Tsk," Oxford gasped in displeasure, "continue."

"Continue what?" Yukiya Yokosaki said, "This is the last memory of all the cities on the land of 16 square kilometers. Do you still want to listen to their dying cries?"

Cities: "..."

"It's not that I can't listen to it," Ehime said a little embarrassedly, "I saw the landmark of Osaka... Where is this?"

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Kyoto is heading south."

Kyoto: "..."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Just look at the ones in Kyoto, the ones in Kyoto are very high."

Kyoto: "..."

In the bullet screen that was trying to be as quiet as a chicken, a sentence suddenly floated: "I want Jingbaqiao's apology snacks."

In an instant, I guessed who it was from all the cities and Yukiya: "..."

The Yokohama crowd who also guessed it: "Mr. Ranpo! Now is not the time to think about snacks!"

Then there are "Why is it an apology snack", "I am also hungry, Mr. Zhongyuan just now looks like a chocolate ball", "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the port mafia is coming over" and "Renhu, you are very noisy" and other content falls. Screen.

Verlaine: "It's so lively, Yokohama."

Why mention him alone, because he uses a noble gold font.

Verlaine of this world: "..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "Why didn't I!!"

Oda Sakunosuke: "This doesn't seem to be the point, Yukiya, I've only been away for two hours, what happened to you?"

Soon some people couldn't hold back their complaints, some didn't know why, some asked if he could be taken off the shelf, some asked if this kind of doll can be sold as a peripheral for the premiere, until a faint "No Half the city..." Flying by, everyone regained control of their thoughts.

Sure enough, a big white mouse got in! ! !

Snowflakes flickered on the screen as if there was a bad connection, and he slid past the signboard of "Kamiya Yoshicho" like a guilty conscience, and threw it into the sky.

"...give me...disappear!"

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The author has something to say:

Are there too many elements?

I really let go (cover my face) and sped up a lot of progress... According to the original plan of this paragraph, I should have written [-], but I really didn't have a single drop.

Now Yukiya is fighting against (cities) all over the world, vying for the control of the relationship line, but because many cities are old-age cities that don't matter, Yukiya still has the upper hand.

In the next chapter, friends from the "City" article will see familiar content (.