Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 64 The Last Wish Company Opens Again

Three days later, Lin Lan followed Wang Wei on a plane to the island country.

On the plane, Wang Wei was lying outside the window with an excited face and yelling excitedly. Sure enough, he had never been on a plane before, and he looked like he had never seen the world.

Feeling that the people in the first-class business class here looked at the screaming Wang Wei with monkey-looking eyes, Lin Lan couldn't help but stretched out her palm and patted Wang Wei's leg vigorously, and whispered: "Ah Wei, please be quiet. Do you? Don't act like you haven't seen the world, and embarrass our academy!"

"Oh fine!"

Hearing Lin Lan's reprimand, Wang Wei couldn't help but stop screaming, and then turned his head to look at the other people. Those people's styles were indeed very different from his. They were all very gentle and gentle.

"Sir, your steak is here!"

A lady dressed as a stewardess pushed a dining cart to Lin Lan and brought down two plates of beef.

Just as Lin Lan was about to pick up the knife and eat her fill, she remembered and said, "Hey, why do they have red wine and I don't?"

The stewardess who almost pushed the dining car away realized this, and immediately poured Lin Lan a glass of red wine, and also served Wang Weiman who was next to her.

Wang Wei had already eaten so much that his mouth was full of oil, and he didn't bother to taste the red wine.

Lin Lan cut a small piece of beef with a knife in her right hand, and stuffed it into her mouth with a fork in her left hand.

On the other hand, Wang Wei looked clumsy like a monkey, Lin Lan couldn't help but said: "When you get there, you can just check the machines for them, don't embarrass me."

Wang Wei couldn't help being taken aback when he heard Lin Lan's words, and complained softly, "Why am I ashamed?"

Time passed quickly and most of the day passed, and finally the plane they were on began to descend slowly.

After bumping for a while, it finally stopped moving. Lin Lan thought that this must be a landing, so she rubbed her sleepy and hazy eyes.

Ms. Yu, Mr. Matsuda and a few companions who came together had already packed up their salutes.

"Hey, you two don't sleep, you've already arrived at the airport!" Ms. Yu walked in the aisle carrying a suitcase, and kindly told Lin Lan, Wang Wei and Wang Wei reminded.

"It's here? It's so fast! The power of technology is really great!" Wang Wei raised his head, which almost fell to his knees, and the drowsy look just now disappeared.

Lin Lan and the others got off the plane, Wang Wei looked excitedly at the planes and pedestrians in the distance, and kept looking at the scenery around the airport.

This was the first time in his life that he had gone out so far. It was impossible not to be excited and curious.

Lin Lan was the last one to get off the plane because she brought a lot of things.

As for the change of clothes that he brought more, it was because he was interrupted for a few days. Anyway, he could get 10 yuan a day. I just hope that honest man Wang Wei will not check out the malfunction of the machine so quickly.

"Master Lin, Principal Lin! Can you hurry up, why do you look like a woman when you get off the plane?"

Everyone else got into the car that came to pick them up. Only Lin Lan started to get off the plane carrying a schoolbag and a suitcase, so Ms. Yu couldn't help but opened the car door and shouted.

Lin Lan's foot finally stepped on the ground, and just as she was about to refute what this venomous Ms. Yu said, she heard a prompt from the system in her head.

[The host has received a new funeral order, but the order is specially customized. Do you want to search the world to replace the original funeral team?]

Lin Lan sat in the car with a calm expression, thinking in her heart how could there be so many requests for a funeral these days, her mysterious funeral was already grand enough, yet there were still people who were dissatisfied.

【System, take a look at what the other party wants?】

[The other party is a cartoonist. He asked the characters in his cartoons to bury him. I wonder if the host can satisfy his request]

When Lin Lan heard it, whether I can be satisfied, the key is not whether the system can search for matching and highly similar characters in Ten Thousand Realms, and let it imitate those fictional characters to go to the funeral.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lan was almost dumbfounded when she saw the other party's request. It turned out that the other party used to be a relatively well-known cartoonist, but because of the decline of traditional comics, the comics created by the other party included many well-known local characters, such as Juli Ultraman and other shadow ninjas.

Lin Lan leaned against the back seat, and couldn't help stretching out her palm and patting her forehead a little speechlessly.

Such a funeral procession is a bit outrageous, but Lin Lan is not willing to give up any chance to bury others, those are all money for walking!
[Searching for highly similar creatures in all realms]

Following Lin Lan's command, the system began to search all over the world.

After 1 minute, the system finally responded again.

[This search found highly matching funeral figures, the light elves from the Western European continent in another world, and the fishermen from the dark ninja village in the black abyss world]

Now that he has found creatures and humans that are highly suitable for funerals, Lin Lan has no reason to give up this order.

So he immediately ordered the system to actively accept the order immediately.

Hundreds of kilometers away in a small town near the sea, in a small wooden house, an old man with half-white hair was lying on a simple desk, scribbling and painting something.

When he wanted to use the nearly ten-year-old laptop on the table to look up some information, he subconsciously clicked on his mailbox.

Seeing the content of the email in the mailbox, the old man's expression instantly became sluggish.

"Mr. Chuxue, how many times have I told you that the innovation required by current comic works, why do you still insist on submitting these old content and setting manuscripts to me, and you don't need to send them to me next time. !"

The old man closed the mailbox and sighed deeply. Only he knew that the characters in the comics he created were all his beliefs. Even if a series had more than 1000 volumes, he was unwilling to end it.

Even if the sales volume is dismal, he is not willing to give up.

Even in order to find new inspiration, he often came to this wooden house and courtyard near the sea to create.

A piece of cherry blossoms outside the window floated in with the breeze, matching with a painting on the old man Chuxue's desk, it seemed that all the characters and scenery were vividly drawn on the paper.

Just as the old man wanted to sigh, what a delicate and beautiful cherry blossom petal, he felt his own heart throbbing.

"Hey! I'm getting old, and my body is a bit useless!" the old man said to himself.

In fact, he himself is a taciturn person, and now he often talks to himself simply because he is too lonely.

In his mind, he kept recalling his youthful days and his dear friends and companions. Unfortunately, those companions had passed away long ago, leaving him alone in this seemingly beautiful but full of selfish desires. world.

(End of this chapter)