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Chapter 62 The Cartoonist's Dreamland
In the script set by Tang Xuan and the others.

The guardian spirits obtained by human beings are not limited to the current souls.

At present, He Pu has locked on the brain waves of countless historical celebrities through the global radio waves.

At that time, use Wolf's power to bring them together in an independent space.

Of course, this space was also created by inducing Worf's ability.

In the future, human beings who meet the conditions will perform a "spirit summoning" ceremony under the arrangement of the script.

Hepu wrote a special intelligence to identify the identity of the spirit summoner and match them with a suitable guardian spirit.

When the selected brain waves leave the space, they will be automatically endowed with a unified sequence of guardian spirits: spiritual fire.

And the part of the brainwave that becomes a spirit body has been iterated into the current virus, so when the sequence begins to evolve, the brainwave can be transformed into a spirit body by itself.

In this way, it perfectly contributed to the birth of the guardian spirit system.

Of course, in addition to the guardian spirit, there is also the evil spirit system. This does not require Worf's ability, but it does need to use his role as the "soul repressing pillar".

At this time, Wolf opened up a folding space and took the spirit bodies of these people into it.

"Can you wait for me a little longer?"

It must be difficult to explain the sudden death of so many people in the town.

But now Worf had to leave without saying goodbye, so he dug the graves for these people himself.

Then he tore off the cross from his neck and prayed for them.

After it was over, he placed the cross on Mokalo's tomb.

Feeling the strange gaze cast by Chang Qing, Wolf explained.

"It's just the last time to fulfill the duties of the 'priest', don't mind."

"Can I go?"

"You can go." Worf was a little embarrassed, "But look at me now..."

At this time, not only his appearance has changed, but his right leg has grown significantly, and his body has grown stronger several times.

Let alone whether his passport can be used, the current clothes alone may not be able to wear it, and the upper body is now naked.

Besides, it's not convenient for him to go back to town to buy clothes now.

"With me here, these are small problems."

Soon, Worf saw why it was called a small problem.

Under Chang Qing's ability, everyone turned a blind eye to him, as if they hadn't noticed him.

In his memory, he had only heard of the name of the Prohibition Fairy.

He is an existence created before the seal, if there is a seniority, he is similar to Zhu Yangcao.

As for the Changyu Jin, it was created very late, so we don't know much about it.

Now that I see it, I feel amazing.

Although the townspeople couldn't see him and could pick up clothes in the store, he still left cash on the counter.

They are all his townspeople, so there is no one who is greedy for them.

But then when taking the train to the airport, it's not necessary.

"You are very powerful. After awakening, I can feel it even more. Your horror is not something that can be compensated by the fairy world."

"Ah."

"The list of cadres you mentioned, I think you can at least rank ahead of me."

"Not really."

Chang Qing replied perfunctorily, staring at the flashing scenery outside the car window as if in a daze.

Gradually, her eyes narrowed, she didn't know what she was thinking, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Sure enough, it's much more interesting..."

On the other side, Tang Xuan and the others stopped observing here.

"Oh, it's a pity to waste a script for the first time."

[No way, we can't really let all of them follow the script, after all, everything is real to them. 】

Although the result was smooth, the process was somewhat contrary to the plan.

He originally wanted to induce the ghost jellyfish to attack the town, and then awaken Worf in despair.

In an emotional outburst, he subconsciously tore apart the passage between the mortal and ghost worlds, and then drove the ghost jellyfish back.

Originally, the matter of the ghost jellyfish was written in the mission details.

It is said that it will be an opportunity for Worf to awaken, just let her lure him a little bit.

Who would have thought that she would use such an outrageous method without authorization to drop people from high altitude.

You know, this is a fake after all. Before the activation sequence, Worf was an ordinary human being.

Therefore, Tang Xuan and the others had to temporarily change their plan to allow him to awaken under this situation.

"Chang Qing is usually very reliable in her work, but this time it's a bit outrageous."

[When there are too many people, let's arrange suitable affairs for her. 】

With Chang Qing around, some affairs that deviate from the script can be handled very smoothly.

Wanting to return to reality is not as simple as just getting a physical body.

Just like building an aircraft carrier, it takes a strong country with all kinds of industrial sectors to realize it.

And such a complicated overall planning work is inseparable from such an excellent talent as Chang Qing.

As for the script, let her give her some tasks that she cannot decide to act on her own.

"By the way, what's going on with Xiaoya Ru?"

The two contact missions arranged for Ru Xiaoya are aimed at local transcendence.

This means that Ru Xiaoya cannot interfere until the target has not become extraordinary.

No matter how poor her ability to handle affairs is, this kind of monitoring work is still competent, after all, she doesn't need to do anything.

【She is already monitoring the first target, which is...】

Tang Xuan's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

[The monitoring method she adopts is somewhat beyond our expectations. 】

I have a bad feeling.

"Look at it!"

This time, the two local Transcendents were arranged by Tang Xuan for the human organization.

The first person, named Zhou Huai, is a senior who is about to graduate, majoring in fine arts.

Academically, his works are must-haves for school exhibitions, and they are very good.

In private, he is also a well-known cartoonist, and he has serialized a comic called "Apocalypse of Natural Disasters" on a certain platform.

Although he is anonymous, he is also a great god sought after by everyone in the circle.

But this great god has been having some headaches recently.

In a few days, the school will have a special exhibition for graduates. This exhibit is actually their graduation project, which is almost as important as a thesis.

And he was going to be in this special exhibition, he decided to disclose his identity as a cartoonist and show his cartoons as his final works.

But it just happened to encounter a major censorship of online literature and art.

Many novels and comics have been taken off the shelves or rectified for some reasons.

His "Apocalypse of Natural Disasters" is a disaster-oriented work just from the name, and there are some dark things in it.

But luckily, at least there is no prohibited content, just asked to be rectified.

play?The rectification of novels is tiring enough, is the rectification of manga intended to make people feel holy?
Once this happened, he would face at least three troubles.

The final exhibition may not be able to keep up.

If you catch up, the school will refuse to exhibit it on the grounds that it is a "rectified work".

Schools, after all, still have to take the safe route.

He had no choice but to revise the manga while taking a backup plan and create another work to deal with Bi She.

After going back and forth, my body collapsed and I fell seriously ill.

"Old Zhou, just listen to my advice. Now that AI drawing is so powerful, you can ask it to help you modify the manga, and it will be done in minutes."

Faced with the persuasion of his roommate, Zhou Huai, who was lying on the bed, waved his hands feebly.

"Impossible, this is my last dignity as a cartoonist."

"Why bother? We are doomed to be robbed of jobs by AI in the future. Instead of resisting, why not get in touch with others earlier and keep the advantage?"

Zhou Huai stared blankly at the ceiling.

"So, it is the final dignity. It is my work. I hope to complete it with my own hands."

Seeing that persuasion was useless, the roommate shook his head helplessly.

"It's up to you, by the way, is your booth confirmed?"

"Nope."

"Hurry up, good booths have to be snatched up, and the instructor will come up with a new one if something happens. They don't know you, the prince of art, and they won't specially reserve a good booth for you."

This is really bad news.

"Okay, I'll be there in a while."

After his roommate left, he took a nap and rested for a while. Although it was only half an hour, he dreamed again.

In the dream, he once again saw that incomparably magnificent war.

On this battlefield, most of his vision is blurred.

Not much can be seen.

There is a mecha goddess with hundreds of millions of robots by her side.

There is a scarlet flower with a sea of ​​blood gushing out of its body.

There is a pure white divine table standing on the top of the mountain, under which are all drunk and dreaming creatures.

In addition, monsters and beasts are rampant, trees are growing, and a large number of human beings are enslaved by various inexplicable existences.

There are also many figures of resistance among human beings.

Some of them stepped on flying swords, and some were accompanied by ghost-like things.

It's not very clear if you look more, but you can see that rushing to the front is a figure whose whole body is wrapped in a face armor.

With a flying kick, he crushed a vague and ferocious monster.

Zhou Huai had a deep impression on this figure, and this time, that figure seemed to sense him as well.

Turning around slowly, the compound eyes glowing red seemed to have deep meaning even though she was speechless, as if she wanted to convey something.

"!!!"

Zhou Huai opened his eyes suddenly, and he woke up.

After taking a nap for a while, I sweated all over, and my body temperature dropped a lot.

He didn't forget his roommate's reminder, got up and tidied up, and then walked to the instructor's office.

"Why do I keep having this dream recently, but it's quite interesting and can be used as material for comics."

When I came to the office, I was about to knock on the door when a clear voice sounded from inside.

"Please come in."

Zhou Huai looked around, but there was no one else.

Was it because he heard his footsteps?

Pushing open the door and entering, the previous instructor was indeed not there, but a woman was sitting there instead.

She wears a pair of aging mirrors, her hair is a little gray, and the nasolabial folds on her face show that she is at least 50 years old.

But even though she knew it, she still couldn't resist her intellectual temperament.

Beauty looks at the bones but not the flesh, especially for those who study fine arts, human body structure is also a compulsory course.

Zhou Huai could tell at a glance that this young woman must have been a beautiful woman.

For some reason, Zhou Huai felt a little reserved in front of her.

"Classmate Zhou, what are you doing standing there? Come in quickly."

"Uh... oh, you know me?"

A little ashamed, he still learned about the replacement of the instructor from his classmates, and he didn't even know the name of the other party.

The other party said with a slight smile: "Mr. Liu mentioned you specifically before, you are the best student, let me take care of you."

At the same time, Tang Xuan, who saw this scene through the office camera, was numb.

"What is this damn girl doing?"

This middle-aged woman is none other than Ru Xiaoya.

(End of this chapter)