Personality is an abandoned house

"This personality..." Mike was silent for a while, then suddenly gave a thumbs up and whistled: "Cool!"

"Take advantage of it now!"

Seeing that the two examiners were both caught by his own personality, Xiao Bu quickly seized the time and rushed forward.

The next disaster scene is a fire scene.

Fierce flames spewed out from the dilapidated house, scorching Xiaobu's fever, burning the soft milk orange hair to a slightly dry curl.

"My hair!" Xiao Bu covered the fever in his bangs on his forehead distressedly, and blew upwards several times with his mouth shrunken.

Not at all useful.

Seeing that his beautiful hair was about to be attacked by the flames and heat, Xiao Bu suddenly ignited his fighting spirit in desperation.

She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes became sharp and firm.

"In order not to become bald, there is no other way."

"The second personality is activated, the domain of the otaku god, unfold!"

In an instant, with Xiao Bu as the center, a golden-orange force suddenly extended in all directions.

Under the shroud of this unknown force, the entire USJ seems to have not changed much, but No. 13 and McCree who are in it can clearly perceive it.

Something... became useless.

If I had to describe this feeling, it would be as if my home had been forcibly robbed and marked, and it became someone else's home, and I had changed from the original owner to a guest.

It's not a good feeling.

Number 13 thought distressedly.

He has given up on saving Mr. McRae, let this abandoned house cling to his pillow and mobile phone until he dies.

The most important thing now is to continue to carry out my duties as an examiner.

Ten fingers stretched out ten small wooden warehouse openings, raised their hands, aimed, and Xiaobu, who was running at a high speed, entered the range.

"I'm sorry Tuma-san, as a teacher, I should seriously examine the students' ability."

"Bang bang bang..." Accompanied by the continuous sound of wooden warehouses, countless colorful powder bombs rushed towards the small bunker densely.

Faced with such a fierce attack, even though Xiao Bu's physical flexibility and reflexes are very good, it is almost impossible to retreat under such a dense attack.

Is it really impossible?

"Hee hee." Xiao Bu pursed her lips, revealing a characteristic Xiao Bu's sinister smile.

"Look at me." She bent her knees, gathered strength, and jumped forward—a leap of faith!

"God's Domain starts! Game selection: Dynamic Speeding."

Numerous golden-orange data swarmed in, condensed at Xiao Bu's feet, like a transformation scene assembled by Gundam, quickly building a cool and crazy golden-orange speeding car.

Following the inertia of the body's fall, Xiaobu sat in the car smoothly.

She clenched the steering wheel with both hands, stared forward with firm eyes, and stepped on the accelerator.

The speeding car immediately let out a deep roar, and the rear propulsion jet spewed out two streams of flames. The streamlined body instantly broke through the air resistance, and it rushed forward like an orange lightning bolt!

"call out--!"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Bu's figure driving the speeding car disappeared from No. 13's field of vision.

number 13:"……"

He was already stunned, don't ask him why he didn't respond.

McCree: "Oh, Nana-chan! Nana-chan, look at Dad, awsl~ Kawaii!"

This abandoned house addicted to fanatical star chasing is hopeless, and it is recommended to give up treatment.

"It looks great, is this little classmate's second personality?"

Mike propped his hands on the monitoring platform fiercely, looking at Xiaobu on the screen with shining eyes, showing off his driving skills at various simulated disaster scenes with complex terrain.

"Yeah." Everyone has already shown it clearly, and Aizawa Xiaota naturally has no need to continue to hide it.

While raising his head and dripping eye drops, he said lazily, "This is the second personality buried in the earth: the game field."

"The information says: [Game Field] Expanding the field can pull the person and the opponent into any game, and the person who enters the game can have special abilities that match the game. But now it seems that the actual use of this personality , is far wider than what is described in the dull words on the materials.”

Rarely, Mike heard a little bit of appreciation from Aizawa Shota, who was always terribly strict with students.

"I didn't expect you to praise people, Eraserhead."

"A good student is certainly worthy of praise."

"Hey, what you said is very ambiguous. If the kids in class A heard it, they might cry and faint in the toilet."

"Oh, then let them cry." Aizawa Xiao was too cold and heartless to be comparable to a big devil.

"Tsk tsk... suddenly I feel a little sympathetic to those students in class A." Mike said with emotion sincerely.

During the time when Aizawa Shouta was talking to Mike, Xiaobu had already driven a speeding car and successfully flew out of the fire zone.

The cool car body dragged two long and gorgeous flame tails, rushed towards the sky, and after throwing a perfect parabola in mid-air, it not only landed smoothly, but also followed the next sharp turn, playing sideways Made a nice drift.

"Hey hey!" With excitement, Xiao Bu cheered obsessively, and even raised one arm high, waving it like a celebration.

"Oh! It hurts..." There was a sudden pain in his wrist, and Xiao Bu withdrew his hand reflexively, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Facts have proved that people can't be too frightened.

No, it was punished.

"Buried in the soil and shot once." McCree's steady voice sounded, he stood on the top of the mountain, his dark red cloak was lifted by the breeze, and the wooden warehouse mouth in his hand was still filled with white smoke that had not yet disappeared.

Taking a closer look, there is a round trace of colored powder clearly printed on the black sportswear where Xiaobu's wrist is buried.

She was shot!

His eyes turned, and he met McCree's sharp eyes hidden behind the mask, unable to see his emotions clearly. A large group of little buddies covered their heads and wailed in succession.

"No, the personality time limit is up!"

"It's over, it's over, he won't hate Xiaobu for letting him expose his true nature?"

"What should I do! Xiao Bu is in danger!"

"Could it be that today is the end of Xiaobu?"

"Everyone, don't think about it. As a hero, the teacher shouldn't care about such trivial matters with a weak, cute and beautiful girl?"

"Hey, that's right."

Comforted by the last sentence, Xiao Bu immediately calmed down and tried to use his brain to think about the next countermeasures.

The exam rules required her to run around the fringe field of USJ under the 'chasing and killing' of the two examiners, and use various means to win.

That is to say, it clearly stipulates that Xiao Bu can use his personality at will.

Looking at the huge USJ, there are a large number of simulated training grounds for various disasters. Naturally, it is impossible for all of these training grounds to be located in the peripheral areas, and some are always located in the central area.

Thanks to this design, Xiaobu doesn't have to go through all the disaster places.

She has been through the rainstorm area and the fire area before, and now she is in the mudslide area, driving hard against the rushing mudslide. She has already run nearly half of the distance, and now there are still urban areas and ice fields.

As long as you pass through the ice field, you can return to the starting point.

In Xiaobuyan's eyes, the urban area is the easiest area to pass through. There are no messy disasters inside, and the city's terrain is complex and the roads are flat, which is the best place to avoid pursuit.

But the premise is that Xiaobu can successfully pass through the mudslide area and enter the urban area.

Sharp piercing sounds sounded one after another, and countless paintballs hit Xiao Bu from all directions.

Feeling the threat of approaching speed, Xiao Bu didn't turn his head, turned the steering wheel violently with his hands, stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom, cooperated with the brakes, and made a perfect dragon swing tail drift.

The extremely fast spinning wheels splashed a fountain of muddy water, just in time to stop the paintballs coming from the side.

Because of the harmlessness of colored powder bullets, it is doomed to have a limited range, and its shooting power is far lower than that of real bullets, even plastic bullets.

"So, when encountering some obstacles, these paint balls can be easily stopped."

Sherlock Holmes stood buried under the spotlight in the dark night, pretending to pull the brim of his hat deeply, but his mouth hidden in the shadows opened triumphantly.

"Hey hey... the reasoning of the little buried god: perfect!"

After all, they are professional heroes, and No. 13 and McCree are not so easy to deal with.

The two of them only needed to stand on a high place, and they could shoot at Xiao Bu from various tricky angles. Even if Xiao Bu tried his best, two more bullet marks would inevitably appear on his body.

"Three times." Aizawa Shouta ruthlessly reported while standing in front of the monitor.

"Little classmates, you have to work hard. McCree who is serious is not easy to deal with."

Mike leaned his hands back and said worried words, but looking at his relaxed appearance, it was really hard to see where he was worried.

The speeding car was driving on the muddy road, the surrounding scenery kept receding, and the city in front gradually emerged from the mountains and forests.

Seeing that hope is ahead, the sharp-eyed Xiaobu sees the western cowboy standing on the top of the mountain with a gun.

Behind... There is also an astronaut who got a car from nowhere and is gradually catching up.

McRae and No. 13's wooden warehouses had aimed at Xiaobu, ready to shoot at the right moment.

This time, there was only a spacious muddy field around the front, back, left, and right sides of the small burial, and there was no place to hide at all.

Trouble!

Xiao Bu gritted his teeth, wanting to step on the gas pedal and rush forward at the risk of being hit, but he didn't expect that the wooden bridge connecting the mudslide disaster area and the urban area ahead was washed away by the mudslide.

"Wow! Could it be that the little classmate is going to be 'buried' here?" Mike stared at the monitor screen unconsciously.

"Not necessarily." Aizawa Shouta stared deeply at Xiaobu on the screen: "Until the last moment, no one knows what will happen."

"Even if you say so, Eraserhead, the reason why a miracle is called a miracle is not because of its rarity..." Little?

Not knowing what he saw, Mike suddenly went dumb.

"Buzzing..." The low roar of the car engine resounded like thunder, resounding through the audience.