Invincible System: World Rescue

After being missing for three days, Qin Xiaodong's cell phone almost exploded.

In addition to Qin Xiaohe's dozens of phone calls, there was another mobile phone number that surprised Qin Xiaodong.

That was Song Tianqiao's mobile phone number, and Qin Xiaodong remembered it clearly.

Seeing this unexpected mobile phone number, Qin Xiaodong couldn't help smiling.

Who said he has no friends in this city, isn't there one here?

Not in a hurry to call back, Qin Xiaodong decided to thank him face to face.

If he hadn't listened to Song Tianqiao's ramblings before, he wouldn't even know what to do in Naruto World this time.

After tidying up the house, Qin Xiaodong bought some fresh fruit downstairs, and ordered ribs and rice in the restaurant, put them in an incubator and went to Song Tianqiao's home.

Coming directly upstairs, Qin Xiaodong rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

After a while, Song Tianqiao in women's attire pushed open the door.

"I knew you didn't go out, perverted dead otaku."

There was no need for him to ask, Qin Xiaodong went straight into the house.

"Brother Xiaodong, why are you here?"

Seeing Qin Xiaodong again, Song Tianqiao was a little surprised, but also surprised.

"Aren't you afraid that you will die in this room? Didn't eat it! Eat this first."

Passing the ribs and rice to Song Tianqiao, Qin Xiaodong raised his legs leisurely.

Song Tianqiao's eyes turned red, and he was so moved that he didn't speak for a long time.

"Stop it, don't make that affectionate expression, I won't accept your trick."

Just in time to interrupt Song Tianqiao's mood about giving a speech, Qin Xiaodong urged him to eat quickly.

Dumbfounded by what Qin Xiaodong said, Song Tianqiao lost that touch of emotion, washed his hands quickly, sat down on the side of the tea table and started eating.

"Brother Xiaodong, where have you been these few days?"

There has been no news of Qin Xiaodong, Song Tianqiao is still a little worried.

Although there is not much intersection between the two, they have known each other for nearly a year anyway, and they can be regarded as acquaintances.

He and Qin Xiaodong are the same, they don't have many friends in this city, and it's not easy to get along to this level.

"Me! You may not believe me, but I was sucked into the world of Hokage by a mysterious force. I ate a bowl of char siu miso noodles at Yile Ramen Restaurant, and even played chess with Shikamaru. Do you think it's exciting? "

Hearing what Qin Xiaodong said, Song Tianqiao burst out laughing, and said: "Cut! You also said that I have a second-degree illness, and I think you are also very sick! Although I am more inclined to Two-dimensional, at least I can't help it." You can distinguish what is reality, brother Xiaodong, it is very dangerous for you to do this!"

For Qin Xiaodong's statement, Song Tianqiao naturally did not believe it. Although the second-year middle school disease was labeled as "sick", it had nothing to do with the real disease.

Qin Xiaodong was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "Yes! I'm seriously ill."

After a while, Song Tianqiao finished his meal, washed the fruits Qin Xiaodong brought, put them on a plate and placed them on the coffee table.

Qin Xiaodong took the apple he handed over, took a bite and said, "Song Waimai, let me ask you a question! If you were really allowed to enter the animation world, which world would you most like to go to?"

Song Tianqiao only had such a hobby, and when he heard Qin Xiaodong bring up this topic, he immediately became interested.

"Me! There are so many places I want to go. I want to go to the world of ghouls to meet little golden wood angels. I want to go to the world of giants to see Mikasa. I want to go to the world of one person to meet sister Baoer. By the way, I still want to go to the world of slaves. Zero World found Rem and told her that I really like her..."

"..."

Listening to this round, Qin Xiaodong's head was getting bigger, and he thought to himself, where is this going?

It turns out that apart from Naruto and One Piece, there are so many things I don't know.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. In addition to the animation world, the system also has a movie world, a game world, etc. Qin Xiaodong has too many things to understand.

For the person who has developed the system, Qin Xiaodong can't wait to greet his eight generations of ancestors.

Bearing his annoyance, he patiently asked Song Tianqiao to tell him more about the anime.

Regarding this, Qin Xiaodong didn't need to ask at all. Song Tianqiao wished that someone would like to listen to his nagging, so he roughly narrated his plot and opinions on each animation.

In addition to dictating, the two of them were still in front of the computer, watching the plot while studying the development of the incident.

After all, they are very old, and the details and hidden lines are no longer mysterious, and it is easy to sort out.

This busy work lasted the whole morning, and Qin Xiaodong thanked Song Tianqiao repeatedly, saying that he would take him out for dinner.

Song Tianqiao was a little embarrassed. After all, he was still wearing women's clothes. He was afraid of being laughed at when he went out.

Qin Xiaodong patted him on the shoulder and said in relief: "You don't have to worry about this, as long as you don't speak, no one will think you are a man."

Having said that, Song Tianqiao was even more embarrassed. Although it was normal for him to dress up as a woman, he had never tried going out blatantly.

Unable to hold back the longing in his heart, Song Tianqiao finally nodded in agreement.

Instigated by Qin Xiaodong, Song Tianqiao put on some makeup again, and now he looks more like a girl.

After tidying up, the two went downstairs side by side to find a place to eat.

When two men eat, there is no need to make any fuss. When Song Tianqiao asked Qin Xiaodong what to eat, he waved his hand and said three words: Malatang.

Song Tianqiao naturally had no opinion. For an otaku, what he eats is not important.

I found a self-selected Malatang shop nearby, and the two of them sat on chairs and waited patiently after ordering.

As soon as I arrived at the restaurant, many people came to the store one after another.

Because of Song Tianqiao, many people looked here secretly.

Qin Xiaodong didn't feel much, but Song Tianqiao was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

The shy expression that was hesitant to speak suddenly lit up, and the blue classmates who were watching from the sidelines were very fascinated.

Among them was a 1.7-meter-tall man who weighed about [-] kilograms, so he couldn't control it and almost sent the beef ball into his nose.

Qin Xiaodong twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and sighed in his heart, feeling, this is the world of dead fat houses and fake mothers!

If he really answered that sentence, in the fat house world, such a cute boy must be a boy.

Before the big man could act, a young man who thought he was handsome, with yellow hair dyed in the middle, came up.

"This beautiful young lady, I have something for you, do you want it?"

"kindness?"

Song Tianqiao was taken aback for a moment, caught off guard by the teasing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little yellow-haired brother thought he was acquiescing, and continued: "Then open your hand."

Song Tianqiao opened his palm subconsciously, and the other party directly imprinted his hand on it, holding his hand in the palm of his hand.

"Me and you?"

The little yellow-haired brother smiled charmingly, showing an expression that he thought he had fascinated all beings.

Song Tianqiao blushed, glanced at Qin Xiaodong, and said to him in a standard male voice: "Then how should I answer you?"

"Damn it, man?"

The little yellow-haired brother was not calm at the time, thinking how could he be a man?
Qin Xiaodong thought that these people would lose interest after learning that he was a man.

Unexpectedly, never expected.

In the whole Malatang shop, there was a sudden burst of excited screams, which came from the excited roar of the dead fat house.