Writer saves the world

Erye Tingming knew something about the transcendents secretly throwing Verne to the French government - he put a message book in his dream for the transcendents to communicate anonymously. If there is anything to tell him Things, written on it, he will know immediately.

But Erye Tingming only knew a little bit, neither did he get to the bottom of it, nor did he intend to interfere with the actions of the transcendents. The question of Verne's position.

Verne didn't have the determination to give everything to end the war like they did. His greatest desire for the future was not to leave him alone anymore—the transcendents could do it, and the French supernatural beings could do it too.

Throwing such a loveless and lonely lamb into the big family of French supernatural beings beyond their reach, maybe Verne felt that the side was warmer and more in line with his imagination of "home", and he wanted to turn against them .

O. Henry expressed full understanding of Erye Tingming's worries, "It's true, the French are quite good at this kind of soft policy, Verne may really be stuck in a gentle town and can't get out..."

He made a worried expression, brought the rhythm to fully activate the atmosphere before the discussion, and Wilde lazily answered: "Obviously we came first. What a group of sinister Frenchmen, they are actually going to let Baudelaire The father who lost his only child took the child, our little Verne is so cute, he must have captured Baudelaire's lonely and desolate heart as soon as he showed up."

This time even Heine joined the topic, seriously explaining the facts: "Verne is cuter than Rimbaud."

Rimbaud is Baudelaire's most promising junior and capable subordinate. A few years ago, he almost got Rimbaud to confess that on the land of Berlin, it was Baudelaire who took the risk to rescue him, and he just snatched it away under their noses. people.

Because of this matter, Heine was implicated and imprisoned for two weeks in confinement for self-examination, but he is just a humanoid lie detector that no one takes him to play, so what can the examination find out, the small black room only let him Sure Rimbaud is a hideous bastard, not even a hair of Verne's charm can compare.

——Black-haired, white-skinned, with delicate eyebrows and eyes like a classical oil painting, Rimbaud, who has been ranked number one in the [Man Most Wanted to Be Hugged by Him] list together with his partner for many times in France, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if he heard someone Talk bad about yourself behind your back.

So when he struck, he didn't pay attention for a moment, when he heard the crisp sound of Beiyuan Baiqiu's arm snapping.

Ugh……

Fragile rookie.

Rimbaud reluctantly stopped, called a passing newcomer to send Kitahara Hakushu to the infirmary, and prepared to guide Ogiwara Sakutaro one-on-one, whose arms and legs were still intact.

Thankfully, someone came to look for Rimbaud at this time, and the summoning order from the head of Mafia at the port came, which made Ogiwara Sakutaro heave a sigh of relief, feeling that he had recovered his life from the brink of death.

Rimbaud took a deep look at Sakutaro Ogiwara, and he let out a long sigh because of his hopeless look, and reflected that he should have been more patient with those rookies back then, instead of giving everyone a disqualification after cleaning up the battlefield in 10 minutes.

The Transcendents also happily gossip about the psychological shadow Bolanbo has left on the new agents, and take advantage of their delicate and cute cheeks and small freckles. Possibility, as if they were already thinking about how to silence this dangerous traitor, not that Verne had just connected with the French government for less than three days.

The papa-mama Baudelaire they speak of, whom Verne may not have even met.

And Ms. Lagerlof only thought that Erye Tingming was worried that Verne's unstable position would affect the plan, and explained to him: "This is an opportunity we gave him, but it is also a test. If he really chooses the other side--"

She didn't go on, as if she didn't want to continue to imagine such longing, Wilde shook his head beside him, and sighed with emotion: "If the lovely little Verne really betrayed us, what a tragedy it will be." A deplorable tragedy!"

He said so with a smile on his face, as if it would be more fun for him if Verne really betrayed them.

Heine glanced at Wilde, "Oscar, have you stayed up late?"

There is something wrong with the excitement, coupled with the way the eyes are in a trance and the eyesight is not in focus, what a familiar manifestation of the sequelae of working overtime all night.

"Yeah." Wilde nodded with a grin, and asked Erye Tingming for coffee to refresh him, "Recently, my owners have finally realized that I am an adult man who can be pulled to breed, and they have added a lot of new toys to my night life, really. congratulations."

He said that he felt that this was a conscious witticism, so he laughed a few times to himself, and then complained to Erye Tingming that the stool was too hard and made his waist sore and his butt hurt. If Orwell knew that Wilde threw up on the spot and forced him to take sick leave After several days of operation, I'm afraid I have to think what happened to this person.

To say that staying up late is indeed staying up late, but it was caused by too much work backlog after sick leave. No matter how much Wilde resisted, he knew how important his ability was, and he would not take human life as a trifle. Several colleagues on the mission painted new portraits.

Although this also means that the task difficulty of their "comrades in arms" who stand in the position of a hostile country will become much higher.Seriously, everyone else at the scene admitted that there is no front-line transcendent who hasn't scolded the damned portrait of Oscar Wilde—no matter how well-mannered and gentle they are, they beat each other for a long time Enemies with no injuries have to be emotionally exploded/exploded.

Wilde spread his hands, "Blame me."

O. Henry laughed, "If you draw a picture for us all, no one will blame you."

"Mr. O. Henry, are you teaching me to treason and cooperate with the enemy in front of the watchers? I haven't played outside yet, and I don't want to die young." Wilde dragged the end lazily, and looked at the wall hanging I don’t know which country’s time clock it was pointing at, and complained, “Verne is so slow, has he melted into Baudelaire’s flower of evil?”

Mr. Cervantes sneered, and said an even colder joke, "Maybe he lost his way in human comedy."

Miss Lagerlof said: "The one who picked him up seemed to be Maupassant. That guy has become good at tricks, and he is really good at coaxing children."

As the hands of the clock moved, the atmosphere in the arena became dangerous for a moment because of the absence of members. Cervantes' face was cold and hard. He was the one who most opposed Verne's relationship with the French government. It was as awe-inspiring as an ice sculpture, only the hand that was about to break the handle of the chair revealed a trace of anxiety.

Poor Verne finally got rid of those superpowers in France who were so enthusiastic that he was afraid, and desperately refused the team building invitation to have a carnival all night together tonight, pretending to be sleepy and yawning until he was put back in the room to rest. When I went online, I was so frightened by the threatening atmosphere of wind, sword, frost, and sword that I almost shrank back.

But in the next second, the solemn atmosphere that frightened him disappeared. Miss Lagerlof pulled him over, stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, without asking him about the details of his plan. Praise him loudly for being a good boy.

Erye Tingming followed the prompt given by the world consciousness, and knocked on the table to get something to eat and drink. O. Henry poured a glass of red wine and handed it to Verne, saying that he wanted to celebrate the moment when he "became a man".

Leaving aside the fact that O. Henry had a big problem and was hit by Miss Lagerlof and Nils in mixed doubles, Cervantes' expression, which was about to freeze to the end, finally warmed up a bit. He nodded reservedly at Verne, solemnly He praised: "Good job."

Verne felt that the air became warmer, and some kind of barrier that had been between him and other transcendents was broken, a kind of barrier that he couldn't see and touch but was solid, like someone not only holding He took his hand and hugged him into his arms, which slowly melted the cold and stinging thing in the deepest part of his heart.

He's part of the team.

Verne couldn't help showing a small smile on his face—he thought he wanted to celebrate something, maybe it could be said to celebrate the moment he "became a man", and Verne stood Miss Lagerlof took the wine glass with disapproving eyes and drank the full glass.

The taste was not good, he was not yet old enough to appreciate the full-bodied taste of fine wine, he only tasted a mouthful of choking sourness, which made his whole face wrinkle.

"I won't drink anymore..." he muttered in a low voice, and O. Henry laughed and held his head and pinched his cheeks to make a grimace. This time, Miss Lagerloff didn't stop O. The little Niels stood on Verne's shoulders with his chest upright, trying to protect him from being spoiled by O. Henry.

Today's memories should have been about the serious atmosphere of serious business, but because Verne added some light-hearted laughter, so that when Erye Tingming said, "About our common goal, I don't know if you have any plans or When thinking about "ideas", you can also hear ideas that are not so serious and reliable, but are not much different from the suggestions he is going to put forward.

Wilde swore that he was really talking casually. As a prisoner who was locked up for most of his life, he raised his hand jokingly and said, "It's better to lock up all the high-level people and never let them go without war and peace talks." They come out~" Such words.

The way to stop the war They held small meetings in private to discuss many times, and repeatedly considered how to rely on them to stop this war that has spread to the whole world.But they didn't discuss much conclusions, and the operation of selling Verne to the French government was nothing more than a first step.

After all, it is not with the awareness of sacrifice that one’s wishes can come true. Even if they are transcendents, they are still standing in front of the whole world, so small that even if they sacrifice everything, they will not get much response.

Otherwise, look at the loss of Rimbaud and Verlaine in France. Did the absence of them have any substantial impact on the situation? What should be fought is still going on, and the sun will still rise the next day.

Wilde has been imprisoned for so many years, and he is very self-aware of his planning ability. You can see the happy tilde at the end of his words, and you know that he didn't think about it when he said it. A solid plan.

They don't have any reliable plans, which doesn't mean Erye Tingming doesn't have any.

Wilde did not forget that Erye Tingming once mentioned that he got a glimpse of Verne's "corner of fate", and that's why he involved Verne in this gamble.So since he can see the fate of Verne, can he see more things?Where is the limit of a non-human ability, Erye Tingming didn't say it himself, none of them could guess.

Or maybe Erye Tingming has already seen a definite future, as if he has already obtained the reference answers to the questions, and just fills in their problem-solving steps one by one, and he will be able to get the correct answer to the end of the war—from the last At the beginning, they were gathered together, and Verne, a whiteboard novice, was drawn into the team, and Erye Tingming's actions had a strong direction.

Wilde waited for Erye Tingming to speak, vetoing or even laughing at his whimsical thinking, but he waited for several seconds, and what he waited for was Erye Tingming's expression of serious contemplation.

isn't it...

Wilde inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Erye Tingming made a thoughtful expression. "Lock them all up..." he said, looking like he was brainstorming fiercely, but he was actually complaining to the world consciousness. He knew it was Wilde who said this line.

This is a scene that Erye Tingming wrote in the script in advance. Although he only wrote [someone suggested that high-level government officials can be locked up to force peace talks] and did not limit who this "someone" is, but according to his understanding of the transcendence According to the readers' understanding, he thinks Wilde's probability is higher.

If the rigorous and rational Heine made such a whimsical statement, the characters would be too OOC, which would cause bugs in the script and make it impossible to perform.

For example, when Erye Tingming spied on parallel worlds before, he saw that in some worlds, someone wrote scripts in which characters from the lawful and good camp went out to kill and do all kinds of bad things. Unsurprisingly, every minute because of the character ooc was punctured, the story Bad enough to make him sympathize with the world being written the "book" of that story.

"Um……"

Under the watchful eyes of the transcendents, Erye Tingming frowned and half-closed his eyes, as if he had glimpsed something from the void, but also as if he saw nothing but touched a mist.

So he released a trace of the truth, using the indescribable terror to create the illusion of "activating ability", whispering vague words such as "peace talks" and "Standard Island", and then slowly followed The tentacles that the cooks posted to beg for food retracted, as if they had really seen something, and nodded in approval of Wilde's proposal.

"This idea is good. The success rate in the fate I saw is very high. I suggest you just do it like this."

Oscar really just said it casually Wilde: "...Huh?"