Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

All magic is the product of a strong will, and the stronger the will, the more specific and definite phenomena can be constructed.Create something out of nothing, change form, and even build an illusory world out of thin air, confusing reality with dreams.

Chris's Eternal Night Kingdom also falls into this category, but this is not a spell that Chris intentionally casts. His specialty is not in constructing illusions. Reese fabricated the prototype of the fairy tale, and the elves who read the fairy tale added bricks and tiles to the foundation.

Then it was activated under the opportunity that no one knew what it was, from a fairy tale that was made up casually, to a fantasy that was infinitely close to reality.

Chris is currently unsure how to decipher this illusion.If he was the only one who got tricked in, then he would have nothing to worry about. Violently cracking the illusion is not a difficult task for him. However, with Peter, who is still in a soul state, he has to take a detour carefully. , lest her little boyfriend's fragile soul be harmed irreversibly.

Especially since he and Peter hadn't teleported to the same place yet, and encountered a small situation and couldn't get out quickly.

Under such circumstances, the system's sudden convulsion to connect Chris and Peter together is not so troublesome.

Although Chris had to explain a few systematic things to Peter, it was undoubtedly more gratifying to be able to get in touch with Peter in real time.After all, everything in the illusion is unstable. Even if it is infinitely close to the real world, the illusion based on imagination is a castle in the air. No one can guarantee that it will collapse directly because of a trivial matter.

Peter's current state of mind is a little more relaxed than Chris.

He has a bit of frankness in his nature, no matter how tense he is, it won't affect the course of the matter, so it's better to relax and keep calm, so as not to make the situation worse.

He quickly accepted the setting that he fell into the fairy tale. It seems that there is no other way if he does not accept what has happened. In the worst case, think about the good things from another angle, so as to maintain My own mentality does not collapse.

As long as you don't end up at the end of the road, you can find a solution to the problem after all.

Peter quickly pulled himself together from his dazed surprise.He let his attention be more focused on Crowe, who was as cute as a little angel when he lost his temper. In a story, you can't go wrong with a good relationship with the protagonist.

This is not too difficult for Peter, just the fact that Crowe's face is the same as Chris's is enough to make Peter ten times more patient and friendly.

In addition, Crowe's character in the story is a lively and cute little angel, not some black-hearted, sinister and lack of trust control freak. It didn't take much effort for Peter to gain the trust of the elf Crowe and become the protagonist of the story. Partner, and know which paragraph of the story he is in.

——Crow, who embarked on an adventurous journey, trekked through the forest of elves in the dark night, across the vast Tepanta desert, and the blue bird perched on the only tree in the desert guided him through the desert, The bird called Axi took him across seven oceans and thirteen rivers, and awakened the sleeping princess in the giant palace on the far shore.

As for why it is inexplicable to go so hard to find a princess who has never met as a wife, it is obviously not within the scope of consideration of the fairy tale logic.

It’s like why the boatman by the river gave up his boat to Crowe and Peter, whom he didn’t know at all, as soon as they met each other in two or three sentences. There wasn’t even a sailor on the boat. There are also small details that don't matter in the logic.

Only Peter would be worried because of this kind of problem. No matter how much Kloe, who is still a child, cared about falling into the dark forest of elves, he soon turned his attention to the exquisite big ship and the new things that he had never seen on the shore. I have never worried about the uncertain future and unpredictable dangers.

The wind filled the white sails, and the boat swayed down the river and sailed into the calm blue sea.

Crowe lay on the bow of the boat, stood on tiptoes and stretched his neck to look at the distant scenery. His eyes were bright and full of hope.

Ah Xi, the blue bird, likes to sit on his shoulder and sing a light and joyful song for him.

In front of them is the vast ocean. The journey that is described in a few pages in the story is not as easy and happy as the story in reality. Necessities, adventure always hide countless dangers, hardships and ups and downs go hand in hand, making people physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted.

But no one will choose to give up.

Even in the most terrible storm Ah Chi sings songs of hope with joy and loudness; even when all clothes are destroyed in the waves and he has to run around naked, hungry and thirsty, dizzy, and Chloe's eyes don't see Half discouraged.

The little elf should be the most delicate and can't bear the pain, he is like a piece of soft milk pudding, even the slightest touch will leave some scars.

Peter sighed, took off his shirt and put it on Crowe.

He didn't mind being shirtless and basking in the sun, but the elf's delicate body was obviously not that suitable for the tiring journey.

Crowe smiled and scratched his messy hair, put Peter's sweater hat up to cover his cheeks, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you."

He smiled sweetly and softly, obviously his cheeks were red, swollen and chapped by the scorching sun, and his body was covered with scratches and bruises. Because of the rough bedding and hard bed boards, he still smiled brightly without any haze , it seems that all the disasters that are enough to destroy people in reality are just a passing cloud on his side, as if he should be so carefree and indestructible by nature.

Peter picked up the elf who was standing barefoot on the hot boat board, and fed him some clean fresh water. The little guy who loves vegetarian vegetables and fruits has never complained that his three meals a day are full of fishy fish and hard bread, too The cute appearance makes people feel more distressed.

"Sleep with me at night. Stack the mattresses together so that the bed will not feel too hard." Peter said, "If you are afraid of the dark, you can hold my arm and let Ah Xi sing you a lullaby."

And it might be more comfortable to sleep on him than on a bed sheet so rough that it would rub the elf's skin red.

Ke Luo's eyes lit up, and he looked very excited, but he couldn't help hesitating, pinching the hem of his clothes, and he was too embarrassed to agree too quickly. After hesitating a few times, he answered in a low voice, and then he fluttered his hands and feet to ask Getting out of Peter's arms, he clumsily made himself a pair of snapping shoes out of scrap fabric and the scales of a big fish.

Flip clap, clap clap.

Running from the bow to the stern, it was as if wings had grown on its back without stopping.Singing the songs of the elves with a honey-like voice, and intermittent light laughter, entangled in the bright and bright sunshine.

Ah Xi flapped her wings and flew up and down.Sometimes it flies very far away, without seeing its shadow for many days, and sometimes it stops on the exquisite carvings on the bow of the ship, combing its feathers wetted by sea water demurely.Occasionally, it sings a song at sunset, which melts into the darkness and casts erratic reds on its beautiful indigo feathers.

The sea in front has been dyed in a frightening black, the sea in the night is like a beast with a huge mouth open, and the loud and soft calls in such darkness are like the dawn, the echo of the coming dawn, wrapped in the last breath of the setting sun. The reverberation, in the endless night where the stars dissipated, flickered with faint but firm starlight, paving the way to the unknown future.

Crowe is like a seasoned and tenacious captain. He wears a tattered hat he picked up from the sea askew. Peter's sweater looks like a badly shaped maternity skirt on him. He wears shoes made of fish scales and waste fabric. With one foot on the bow of the boat, the clear voice cut through the long silent night.

"Go! Go!"

He shouted, those eyes were as bright as burning flames, firmly chasing the direction of Ah Xi’s singing in the darkness, like chasing the dawn’s footsteps following the call of the morning sun, I don’t know how far I have traveled, I don’t know how long I have been chasing— —It seems that it is just a short night, and it seems that many, many years have passed.When the warm and delicate light of the morning sun shines on the cold and quiet sea, the little distant coastline that is close to the eyes greets the eyes with great joy and hope.

"We'll be there soon!" Crowe said excitedly, but after that moment, the elf's natural elegance and etiquette returned to him, making him unable to help but tug on his clothes uneasily, "No, I can't meet the princess like this."

His toes curled up in his tiny fish-scale shoes, ashamed of being ragged and red from his cheeks to the tip of his ears, hiding his face behind Peter.

"I should have prepared a new set of clothes." The embarrassed elf muttered annoyedly, then poked his head out from behind Peter uncontrollably, and carefully looked at the high fence that stretched along the coastline.

Behind the high wall is the giant's palace, and the princess he is looking for is sleeping quietly in the palace.

Peter was thinking about the feasibility of taking Crowe to climb in from outside the high wall—although the heroic Spider-Man would be powerless in the vast sea, such a high wall would not stop him.

"We can go in quietly." While comforting Crowe, Peter tried his best to recall how Crowe entered the Giant's Palace in the story in Chris's notebook.

Just as the news slowly brushed in front of him, he successfully remembered how Crowe got past the guards of the palace.

[Please change into a suitable dress and enter the giant's palace. ]

That's right, the biggest hero is the loyal and lovely Ah Xi, who brought a luxurious dress for Crowe, with a long cape and a golden belt, a wide-brimmed hat decorated with precious gems, and just the right size The cane, silver and gold.

Of course, not our poor, hard-working Mr. Parker.

So when Crow stood with his head held high in front of the gate of the giant's palace, Peter could only climb up the high wall against the scorching sun, carefully avoiding the patrolling giant guards.

The soldier guarding the gate looked arrogantly at the short Crowe out of the corner of his eye, and asked arrogantly, "Who are you? No one is welcome in the Giant's Palace."

"I am a prince," Crowe replied, lifting the brim of his bejeweled hat with the handle of his cane, and had to lift his head to meet the soldier's gaze.

"Where is your kingdom?" asked the soldier, holding the sword at his waist aggressively. "You have to prove that you are not a liar, or I will cut off your head with my sword."

"It's on the other side of the sea. I can't tell you where it is, or it will disappear into the air." Crowe replied calmly, "But look at the embroidery on my clothes, look at the embroidery on my hat." Gems, you will believe that I live in the most beautiful palace in the world, with silver for the walls and gold for the tiles, and the tulsi flowers in the courtyard are always in bloom."

The soldier looked at the exquisite embroidery on Crowe's suit, and at the glittering jewels on his hat.

"Okay, you have convinced me." The soldier said, he pushed open the heavy door of the palace sideways, and bowed, "You will be entertained by distinguished guests, Your Royal Highness from a foreign country."

"Yes, smart soldier." Crowe raised his chin again, and strode into the giant's palace with a little triumphant stride. Ah Xi circled in mid-air and yelled twice, then stopped on his shoulder .

"Oh, of course, smart Axi."

The little elf muttered and added this sentence, and touched Ah Xi's wings.

The author has something to say:

The suit that appeared in this chapter is [Dawn Course], and the content of the story is adapted from Tagore's prose poem [Fairy World]