Endless Journey Through Dimension

With a bitter face, Ling Fei was forcibly pulled into the teleportation array the next second after he finished speaking.

People have created many stories with their own hands.

Joy, sadness, anger, emotion.Stories shake people's emotions and fascinate people.

However, this is just the emotion of a bystander.

If the characters in the stories have their own "thoughts", will we who create these stories be like gods to them?

- Bring change to our world.

—Bring punishment to the land of the gods.

"re:creators"

Anyone can be a "creator".

Chapter 210 Nine: Bento

"My head hurts..."

Sitting up from the bed, he kept rubbing his head with his hands to achieve a hint of pain relief.

"Damn it, I said I hadn't watched this anime, and you sent me here!"

Complaining dissatisfiedly, Ling Fei got up and looked around with the mentality of peace of mind.

One is obviously a boy's residence, which is not too big or small, and the things are very messy and irregular.

Looking at the clothes on his body again, it has also become a familiar school uniform, and Ling Fei has a bad premonition in his heart.

"Depend on!!!"

The boy's frantic voice resounded throughout the community.

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"Eh eh?"

After Ling Fei finished reading all the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind, a genuine expression appeared on his face.

"This world feels so normal! I'm totally a student party! It's boring~"

Walking alone on the street, Ling Fei held what looked like his own shoulder bag in the hands behind his head, narrowed his eyes and reluctantly walked towards the school in his memory.

Alas, here you are, you can't just leave!

There is always a curve around her lips, and there is a kind of deep pampering in her coquettishness.

Wherever it goes, there is a fresh scent of lavender, which makes people sink.

In every gesture, he carried a gentlemanly demeanor of a British aristocrat, impeccably elegant.

The white cufflinks and the neat and clean British pinstriped shirt showed his rigorous style, which perfectly showed his perfect figure.

But he didn't wear a tie, just a beautiful sterling silver cross around his neck, which brought out a mysterious atmosphere.

At the age of teens, he wore a student suit, showing a mature and elegant chic charm.

"Ling... Lingfei..."

Ling Fei, who was exuding a lazy aura all over his body, suddenly heard the voice of a girl calling his name in his ears.

"Galaxy Hikayu?"

Turning around and looking, a girl dressed as a student with pink hair and twin ponytails, with a red face and lowered face, stood aside, and seemed to be holding a boxed thing in her hands.

Ling Fei couldn't help but think of this girl's name.

"That... I... I made a bento with my own hands. I want Ling Fei to taste it and see how it tastes...how it is..."

If it weren't for Lingfei's amazing hearing, maybe he wouldn't be able to hear Xinghe's voice as small as a mosquito!

"Ok."

He chuckled a few times. In fact, he often encountered such things on Earth before, and even more outrageous things. Ling Fei was also used to it.

Gently took out the rice ball from it, slightly raised her beautifully shaped lips, and put it into her own mouth.

Suddenly, feeling the fluctuations in the air, Ling Fei frowned, and Ling Fei had a strange expression.

Seeing Ling Fei's reaction, Xinghe's beautiful lips were slightly opened, and the corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, showing a worried expression.

"I'm sorry... it's... I didn't do it right?"

"No, it's not your reason, but I thought of a bad thing."

After listening to Xinghe's words, Lingfei finally came to his senses, and seeing the girl who was about to cry, he hurriedly explained.

"Thank you, Xinghe! Your cooking is very delicious!"

Praising the girl without hesitation, Xinghe, who handed the lunch box to Lingfei's hand, first jumped up excitedly on the spot, and then ran away very shyly when he realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, your lunch box..."

But Xinghe didn't seem to hear it, and his back disappeared around a corner, which made Lingfei, who was still holding the lunch box specially made by the girl, shake his head helplessly, and walked towards the deserted alley.

"This fluctuation...