Teacher for a day

Chapter 115 660 Kilometers Away

"My world, if you use the terms of this world, it should be regarded as a... two-dimensional civilization?"

"Hmm... To be precise, it's a comic."

"In the world in the comics, because of the setting, each of us will have a companion magic pet of our own when we are born. They share a life with us, and they will die when we die. Therefore, my little loach ...is definitely gone."

"Of course there is a protagonist in our comic world. In fact, all of us know who the protagonist is... Except for the protagonist, those of us who appear in the auditorium of the gymnasium or next to the milk tea shop on the street... have no names The background board is uniformly called Xiaomo, which probably means just a ball of ink, ha. I am not the first Xiaomo to come to this world... well, I am the fourth."

"The few of us are all soul wearers. Moreover, because of the induction of the heart, the four of us Xiaomo all know each other's existence. Of course, Xiaomo has a male and a female, with different personalities and appearances. In this world, we also They all have their own surnames."

"I met one of them once, before I met you."

"Behind me, there are a few little Mochuan who came over."

"However, on the fourth day after the Era broke out last month... a little Mo, 660 kilometers away, died."

"His death has nothing to do with the two previous operators, nor has it anything to do with the Lionheart Action Group—he was killed by another time traveler... That time traveler is the artist of the comic book we live in!"

"That is, the person who created our world."

"Judging from the suicide note left to us by the deceased... oh, we can leave a suicide note about an hour after we die. The painter seems to be able to wear double clothes, and he can wear them back. This world seems to have become A common area between our comic book world and hers."

"She has absorbed our heart energy in this world, which can allow her to gain some kind of spiritual power in this world at the same time, and allow her to get more creative inspiration in her original world."

"Actually, our comic world is a very sweet and beautiful fairy tale world. The level of civilization is actually higher than that of the painter. I believe that when the painter created our world, he must be a very loving person... However ,Now……"

"If we and she have not traveled through time, she should not be able to cross dimensions and draw the heart energy from us at will. However, because of the current world as an intermediary...she met us."

"I don't know when it will be my turn to die... It doesn't matter. It is a kind of danger for me to keep these heart-sourced energy, so I can use the heart-sourced energy to Finding someone for you, it doesn’t matter if you use up all of them at once..."

"To be honest, we all know that the way home... probably won't be found."

"No matter how we use our abilities, we...actually...paper and pen...can't tell us a direction that transcends dimensions."

"This matter is beyond our capabilities."

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he really smiled indifferently.

She went to get two glasses of soda water, filled a small glass herself, and handed Chen Changyan a glass.

Hearing Xiao Mo tell the truth, Chen Changyan heaved a long sigh.

The cups that Xiaomo drinks from are all cute and lovely.

This nurse, like that vampire princess, is not a real person at all?

No wonder she likes comics, cosplay and twintails so much, because being in the club gives her a sense of belonging like going home.

After all, she had transmigrated directly into this world at the age of the second year of junior high school, and the accompanying magic pet who was born and raised with her was no longer by her side. Her sense of panic must be higher than that of other traversers.

According to her, losing the companion magic pet is tantamount to taking away part of life.

That being the case, Chen Changyan had nothing to say. He took out the note with the name "Song Guixue" written by Xie Kuyan, and the photo of the cheongsam girl, and said, "We need to find this person now."

"She is what you just said, the... super spreader of the anti-wisdom ring virus?" Xiaomo asked.

"Well, there should be a group of strong traversers around her, as well as ordinary people like Zhang Baolong." Chen Changyan said.

"Wait a minute." Xiaomo put down the water glass, took out a pen and paper, and started working without any delay in taking a sip of water.

Chen Changyan watched her arrange the pen and paper face to face, looking for the spirit...

The breath in the whole room fluctuated and became very violent.

There seemed to be something swimming in Xiao Mo's eyes... Then, her gaze gradually became out of focus. On the contrary, she was holding the pen and writing and drawing on the paper.

Straight lines and curves were intertwined, mixed with various incomprehensible labels and patterns such as comic drafts, and soon, she put down the pen.

But after the pen left her hand, it didn't land on the paper, but floated about four or five centimeters away from the drawn paper, moving, moving...

Until it moved above a circle, the pen began to shake violently like a compass needle, until the shaking gradually decreased.

Finally, stop in one direction without moving.

thump.

At this time, the pen fell back to the paper again.

Xiao Mo first quietly closed his eyes, and Chen Changyan could feel the breath fluctuations in the living room slowly slowing down.

until it completely subsides.

Xiao Mo opened his eyes.

She glanced at the pen that had fallen on the table, and said "ah" in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Chen Changyan asked.

"Do you still remember the dead man whose heart energy was extracted by the painter?" Xiao Mo said with a pale face as he looked at Chen Changyan.

Uh, how could you not remember what you just said ten minutes ago?

It is another "Little Mo" 660 kilometers away.

Xiao Mo pointed to the paper and pen in front of him: "The Song Guixue you are looking for is almost the same place where the cartoonist killed another Xiao Mo."

Almost the same place?Chen Changyan thought for a while, and remembered that Xiaomo's spirit search was in the second stage, and the first time he searched for spirits, he could only determine a rough range, so it was "almost".

To get the exact location, she had to go to the location herself.

But that is more than 600 kilometers away... a distance that crosses two cities.

"In other words, the cartoonist who traveled over here, like Zhang Baolong, might also be Song Guixue's subordinate?"

Of course, the connection between Zhang Baolong and Song Guixue may be closer.

"Are you going?" Xiao Mo asked, frowning.

She looked a little scared.

But facing the cartoonist who can extract her heart energy, it might be a good choice to form a team with Chen Changyan for a while.

It is not a long-term solution to pretend to be an ostrich all the time.

"No hurry. This super communicator is very capable, and he knows how to unite various organizations that can be united... It may even form a matrix of traversers. I still need more information." Chen Changyan looked at his watch.

It's still early, and Da Mo should be able to bring some extra things when Xiaoyuan meets.

(End of this chapter)