The Lord's Shura Field

Chapter 321 The plot begins (later compensation update)

Little Da Vinci: "I calculated with my thumb, and the submarine will be completely silent in an hour! So back up quickly, Munir!"

The chubby Munir was sweating profusely: "But... there is no land anywhere! We are now in the very center of the North Sea!"

"Who can explain, how did we get into this ghost place before????"

Holmes was also a little panicked: "Da Vinci, can you do imaginary diving here? Even though it's at sea, it's better than being submerged in water, right?"

Little Da Vinci shook his head: "No, the boundary technique is unstable at sea! It needs brand new software to do it!"

"Damn it, as soon as this plot started, the interface of the imaginary submarine changed back to what it was at the end of 2.2 Mystery Belt. This is too disgusting!!!"

Little Da Vinci was in a panic, but Lin Ximing was very calm.

Poppy, who was supported by Lin Ximing, gently pushed Lin Ximing away, stood on the ground and looked at Lin Ximing suspiciously: "You seem to be very calm, junior."

Lin Ximing shrugged: "Well, who will let me know the future. Don't worry."

Matthew nodded and said: "Well, according to the development of the plot. It is impossible for the senior who is the protagonist to die in the regular plot."

Almost as soon as Mash finished speaking, Holmes responded, "Huh? Could this be... No, everyone, wait a minute. There is a communication coming in!"

"Mr. Munir, open the line!"

"It's now! Come on, Da Vinci is dead!"

Little Da Vinci growled irritably: "Detective, who do you think is abolished?"

Munir smiled bitterly: "Is this the so-called plot killing? Anyway, I know, leave it to me!"

Little Da Vinci: "Hi!"

Drip

A voice intervenes in the control room stereo.

"CQ~CQ~. Hey, hey, this is the port of Fangyouhai."

"Aren't you the ship of Chaldea?"

"The ship...isn't a ship. Is that so, it's a tank!?"

"The imaginary submersible doesn't have to be a boat! Reasonable, very reasonable! But in terrible taste!"

"Because that thing is just an iron coffin no matter how you look at it!"

"Not cute at all!"

"If you don't have my plane agreement, you probably won't be able to come back at all, right?"

"But no matter what, thank you for coming here!"

"Everything is within my calculation~!"

Lin Ximing's eyelids twitched: "As expected of the calculation sister of the Alley League, all this is within your calculation..."

Matthew was a little confused: "Senior, what are you talking about?"

Lin Ximing touched Matthew's little head: "It's nothing, just another stalk. Matthew, it's okay if you don't understand now. I will upload an animation in the group later, and you will understand after watching it."

Matthew: "Ha...since the seniors have said so."

Poppy raised her eyebrows: "Is this the plot you mentioned?"

Lin Ximing shrugged: "Obviously, this is what happened before we re-entered the Lost Belt. How about it, don't you know?"

Poppy dismissed it: "It's as if someone is interested."

Lin Ximing had a smirk all over his face: "Oh, I'm so arrogant. But the arrogant old mustard senior also has a special flavor."

Poppy's hair exploded and the little tiger's teeth were exposed: "Who are you calling Tsundere!!!???"

? ? ? : "Huh??? It seems very noisy over there?"

Munir smiled wryly: "As expected of a miracle maker, ah no, it's Lin Ximing. Don't forget to flirt at times like this."

Poppy exploded again: "Who flirted with him? Munir, can you say it again?"

Munir shrank his neck: "Is this the nature? Sure enough, I have been lied to before. The quiet appearance of Mustard Chick is 100% fake..."

After making a small complaint, Munir quickly changed the subject while Lin Ximing hugged the poppy who was about to pounce on him.

"Communication? It's a communication from the Wandering Sea! But where did it come from!?"

The director of the new office was full of black lines: "I will give you 0 points for your skill of changing the subject."

Munir glared at the new director: "Ulu Sai!"

? ? ? : "...Although I don't know what's going on with you. But you don't need to ask this kind of question at all, right? Isn't it right in front of your eyes?"

"Ah... wait a minute, I'll remove the fog first."

"Isn't that going to make it a little bit clearer?"

"Take the helm and slow down. More cheers of thanks."

"Come on—this place hasn't shown up outside December 2000st for 12 years!"