Home from scratch in another world

In the morning where the chickens were flying and dogs were jumping, men and women tested her countless times, and then took her to the hospital for countless examinations, especially the brain department.

——No problem was detected.

"How is it possible? I was fine last night." The woman touched her face and head and questioned, "Did you and your father team up to play tricks on me?"

Shi Meng was suspicious: "Am I really your daughter?"

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched: "You foolishness is really carved out of the same mold as your father."

The man seemed indifferent: "I'll remember it in a few days, maybe I hit my head because of a sleep lapse. Wasn't there a Russian who was hit by a car and learned Chinese in the news before? Mengmeng, how do you feel now? Talk to Dad about it."

"Ah! I think I can speak Japanese!"

"What? Say a few words about Smecta and listen!"

Seeing the unintelligent father and daughter talking to each other, the mother who supported the family shook her head and went to work in the company...

After this day, Shi Meng also stepped into the daily life of her silly daughter, and the most common sentence she said every day was-"Really? Why?"

Fortunately, neither of her parents gave up on her. Her father is a novelist, her mother is a financial practitioner, and her parents have no face. She doesn't remember them.

But Shi Meng likes this family very much. Children with families are the happiest, and the world with parents is the best world.

"Don't I need to go to school? I should have just started college," she asked.

"Yes, you need to go to school, finance department." They replied, "History department can also."

Soon, besides the hospital, there was another school on her map. She met many classmates and friends, and she seemed to be very popular.

"Aren't you going to see your grandparents?" she asked.

"Go, go on Saturday, and go to grandpa and grandma's house on weekends." They replied.

She has a warm and lively family and brothers and sisters, and everyone loves her... But Shi Meng felt that something was missing in her heart.

"Where is my friend?" she asked, changing the question again, "Are there superpowers in this world?"

...There seems to be a slight pause, but it quickly connects——

"Yes, there are super powers hidden in this world." They replied.

Soon, a lot of information related to gas explosions and volcanic tsunamis appeared in the news...

"Mom, Dad, I seem to remember you." She said.

They also conformed to what she imagined, Mr. Shi in slippers and shorts, Ms. Meng who was capable and capable, and the photos of young, handsome and beautiful couples and their young daughter on the wall.

It's not bad for the three of them to live like this...

……?

The star sea dimmed.

……

Such days may have lasted for a long time, Shi Meng said one day: "Mom, if I go to an alien planet and decide not to come back, you guys, yes, yes."

"Stop reading novels written by your father." Ms. Meng, who was busy watching the market trend, finished instructing her, and replied in her busy schedule, "Then you will be the most failed product of my investment."

"Father, if I travel to another world..."

Mr. Shi pretended to listen to a few words carefully, and quickly turned on the computer to collect materials: "Wait, you start from the beginning and talk slowly, where did you travel to?"

Shi Meng spoke slowly, and she cried while talking: "...the different world is not interesting at all, but, I seem to have many, many friends... I can't remember them."

"Dad, have I lost my memory again? Do I need to go to a psychiatrist to see my brain?"

"I don't want to leave my parents."

The faces of men and women blurred for a moment, and the sea of ​​stars that she deliberately ignored flickered for a moment. In the world centered on her, she sat blankly watching the scene continue to change, progress, and freeze——

——The elegant but strong woman cried and said, "Mengmeng, where are you going? Mom can't lose you."

Why is she crying?She didn't want her to be sad: "I, I'm not going anywhere..."

Shi Meng also cried, she didn't want to leave, she rushed forward and hugged her: "Mom."

Dad hugged them: "Mengmeng will never leave us."

……

The next day after that, the world seemed to have changed again.

"Where are we going today?" Shi Meng saw his well-dressed and handsome father.

"Go pick up Jiu Zuo." Mr. Shi felt that his daughter was stupid, "Your little cousin."

Mom is very gentle: "We live in Nihong now, first we will visit Fuhei's house next door, Mr. Jian, his husband and wife, and Akutagawa brothers and sisters."

"Why are you crying again?" Dad touched his daughter's head.

Shi Meng was sad: "I'm so sad, this dream is getting weirder..."

She cried and laughed: "It's a bit outrageous."

"Aren't you so illogical? What kind of cousin couples have to meet like this? It's better to set it so that people with superpowers must go to the same academy."

The man patted his thigh: "Father forgot, there is an admission notice from the supernatural school, we might still be transcendent after Mengmeng."

"Pfft...hahahaha."

Their faces became more and more blurred... Shi Meng couldn't lie to herself anymore.

——The morning star was still shining, and the sea of ​​stars that she had ignored completely lit up.

"I love you all so much."

Shi Meng finally wiped away her tears: "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

She smiled... and cried: "Go to see my cousins ​​and classmates."

"Time Dream!"

"Time Dream!"

Shi Meng didn't look back, opened the door and escaped from the spiritual illusion.

……

When I woke up from the dream, the sky was already bright, the sun was just right, there was no wind, and the fog was still pervasive.

And Yokohama is quiet.

Beside her fell Paul Verlaine, who held out his hand in her direction just before he fell.

At this moment, Shi Meng held that hand, and the owner of the hand had a calm expression. The always indifferent Nordic "King of Murder" rarely looked so peaceful, as if he was dreaming an unknown dream.

"Paul? Paul!" she called, patting his shoulder and face, "wake up! The dream is false!"

...But he was not like Rimbaud, who woke up as soon as he shouted.

Verlaine didn't move. If he wasn't still breathing, Shi Meng would have suspected that he was dead...

Stupid Paul, it must have been the first time he had dreamed of being overjoyed.Didn't his "gravity" blink and blink tell him that the dream was fake from the start?

"Paul, don't sleep!" Shi Mengchao yelled loudly, trying to shake him up with his hands unceremoniously.

He is still in a dream.

Why can't I wake up?

She subconsciously wants to use the "spiritual" ability... so is "Dreamland" useful?

Shi Meng tried to wake him up, the galaxy was flickering, but the countless stars that had been connected by "leads" had broken the "spiritual connection"... Only she looked at the countless dimmed stars, and a great fear surged in her heart.

"Dim" stars.

Shi Meng eagerly picked up the communication beside him—"Pedestrian...are you there?"

There was no response from the receiver, and Ayatsuji pedestrians never failed to respond to her... She shook her hand—"Everyone...is anyone awake?"

"Riko?"

There is silence in the channel, special people are no longer special...

In the entire white mist space, the spiritual power brought by "spirit" is accumulating. As a former top-level spiritual ability user, Shimeng felt the heavy oppression, driving his body to sink, and his consciousness slackened from time to time.

She gritted her teeth and stood up straight. This feeling was like the spiritual corridor she walked with Attil a long time ago, but at this time, she was no longer a psychic power user.

Shi Meng tried her best to lift Verlaine, she felt the weight, and she wanted to go back.

She must save everyone... subconsciously asked in the channel—"Pedestrian, where should I go first?"

……

Tears did not know when they fell, and they rolled across the chin and hit the ground.

She always said that Ayatsuji was a partner, an inspiration memo, an external brain... He did everything he could.

Shi Meng relied on him enough, so today he suddenly realized that he seemed to have lost his mind for a long time.

She wanted to raise her hand to wipe her tears. No one connected to the channel to verify her conjecture. Except for her, everyone in Yokohama fell into an unbreakable spirit—because of her supernatural power.

"Ryunosuke?"

"Attil?"

"Shir?"

"Red leaves."

"Zhongye."

"Seven seas."

"Flower bag."

"Help."

"...random steps."

"..."

She tried to call everyone who would appear, and the more she shouted, the more frightened she was, and no one could answer her.

Why is there no miracle at this moment?

Shimeng begged the gods who never appeared in her dictionary, but she knew that she could not drag on any longer, she was the only one who woke up, and she was in a hurry to find a way to solve this matter.

A strong fortress that appeared out of thin air, through the "fantasy collection", but now it is more appropriate to call it "fantasy".An extremely hard barrier, along with pillows and quilts, she pushed people clumsily and ferociously, Verlaine's shoulder slammed against the edge forcefully, shaking out an identical eternal flower in his pocket.

She couldn't help laughing while crying, and exchanged the one that fell out with the one in her hand, and placed it gently beside his pillow.

Shi Meng felt a little embarrassed when exchanging gifts, and realized that today is her birthday.

Today's birthday star put away the flowers carefully and wiped away his tears.

"Wait until you tell me happy birthday."

……

United States, New York City, New York State, east side of Manhattan, United Nations Headquarters Building - Secret Ability Department.

More than 8 hours of monitoring——

"The power index within the monitoring range is rising, far exceeding the explosion of the power singularity."

"The energy is spreading, the center point is the neon Yokohama, the direction of the deep space headquarters, no, it should be the concession area, with the white fog as the range..."

"It's not a recorded ability! It's not magic power and fire!"

"A transcendent is out of control!"

"..."

After the hasty recording and discussion, in the early hours of the morning, a military helicopter took off secretly—carrying self-destructing supernatural beings, and would blow up Yokohama immediately upon arrival.

At this moment, it is close to noon.

The person in charge of the United Nations, William Jacken, contacted the neon government, and the person in charge of the inner world sent by the opposite side was the long-recorded "Six Eyes", a leading figure in the magic world... and also the source of magic that caused the continuous proliferation of magic spirits around the world division.

William Jenkins hastily and clearly stated the facts briefly:

"...This is the plan given by the United Nations. I hope that the neon party can cooperate. The time when the fog dissipates is when the unknown power spreads out. At present, the white fog space has formed a buffer for the outside world. We need to wait for the fog to disappear. prevent the situation from deteriorating."

Gojo Satoru forced his way in and took away the identity of the person in charge. He took off the newly made blindfold and smiled wildly.

"Can you say that again?"

Under the momentum of crazy criticism, the United Nations officials across the screen still looked cold and solemn: "Mr. Gojo, calm down first."

"We don't want to blow up Yokohama, but what we are facing now is a danger that can sweep the whole world. We must control the situation before it erupts. This is not just a neon crisis, but the whole world!"

Gojo Satoru shook the scientific and technical personnel of the Supernatural Secret Service Division beside him—he fled Yokohama by helicopter at the first time, and his face was bruised at the moment.

"Huh? Is what he said true or false?"

"What he said is true, Gojo-kun."

There was timidity and fear in the examiner's eyes: "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability index is very high, but the subsequent energy burst, the instrument can't display the data, he is a transcendent, no, not only..."

After hearing what they said, Gojo Satoru slowly suppressed his smile and became even more terrifying.

"Mr. Gojo, this is about the survival of the world. The United Nations hopes that you can shoulder the responsibility of being the strongest neon."

Wu Tiao actually gave Wu Tiao an unhappy "tsk" at this title. If he had been in the past, he would definitely have accepted it, but now he doesn't call himself "Lao Tzu" very much.

After all, the few people I met in {Spiritual Space} should not be underestimated. Wujo Satoru, who had made several appointments and was rejected several times, did not deserve the title of the strongest.

But at this moment, he didn't refute, and sat on the chair with his legs crossed: "So?"

"We'll deliver a supernatural bomb in one hour..."

Gojo Satoru smiled again: "After an hour?"

"Yes." The other party was full of awe.

"For the whole world," Gojo Satoru said with a wider smile, "of course."

However, William Jacken's heart tightened. He observed him carefully, and deduced according to the analysis in the intelligence: "Six Eyes" has a rebellious personality and is self-respecting. He has known Uzuki Shimeng for several years and has a close relationship. He often travels to and from Yokohama. It is presumed that his age is similar The two of them are in an ambiguous period...

Under the circumstances, that's not how he reacted.

Gojo Satoru really doesn't seem to care too much, he is not the only one in the magic world, and Yokohama is not the only person in the spiritual space...

While he was procrastinating and attracting attention, on the other side, Xia Youjie, who was riding Honglong, thanked the detective named "Ellen Poe", raised his hand and summoned the magic spirit, and blasted off half of the plane's wing.

Xia Youjie took out the "supernatural bomb" that was asleep under a special spell.