Bandage fine tricks

Already preparing to unify the world—or more accurately destroy the world—Bran Jesso negotiated with the long-established Kirioneiro family to merge (or more accurately "annex") to form Miru The Fiore family and his sister also threw all the burden of the intelligence minister back to him at this time, took away several publishing houses with not particularly high market shares from him, and locked herself in the study.

Bailan Jesso suddenly suspected very much that it was his sister who foresaw the imminent increase in workload and returned the responsibility of the Minister of Intelligence at this juncture.

"Brother, what are you talking about in your sleep? Am I the kind of person who evades responsibility?" The girl with different-colored eyes focused on the notebook in front of her, and slowly wrote with a pen without raising her head.

Tuanba Tuanba, a little black cat with the same heterochromatic eyes, the whole body of the cat is nestled in the middle of a thick and soft square pillow, relying on its own weight to push down the bulging belly of the pillow, and successfully let itself fall into the "soft" surrounded by.

Bailan Jesso looked at the chubby three-colored cat printed on the square pillow, and vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a peripheral of an anime that his sister liked very much.

What is it called?

It seems to be some kind of account of friends - he glanced at it a few times during the process of chasing after her when he wrote "play with me" and read it as "monitoring". It seems to be a healing animation. A good guy with few similarities...Speaking of which, when will Vongola's Judaimu officially take charge of Vongola and become one of the players in this game?

In Bailan Jesso's view (no matter which one), the whole world is a gigantic game, and the only two who can stand on the same level as him are the other two who also hold the cornerstone of the world. Dakong: Rainbow and Shell.

This generation's Rainbow No Sora is Uni, who is still a child, and Bei's successor is Vongola's tenth generation, Sawada Tsunayoshi.

As for this younger sister... before the other two players appeared, she was just an elite boss who created obstacles for the players.

The blood bar is not high, the skills are unknown, and the force value is almost non-existent. From the perspective of a fighting boss, it is an insult to a rookie, but Bailan Jesso in the closed gameover world just hasn't been able to see it yet. When it came to the other two players, they were cleaned up by her—the so-called death in front of the gatekeeper boss of Xinshou Village before leaving Xinshou Village, probably this feeling.

Combined with the fact that many people seemed to be chasing after her book when the world was not closed, Bailan Jesso has always guessed that the reason why she gameover in that world is the elite monsters summoned by her Beaten to death.

It's a pity that I didn't get the strategy, and now I can only guess that it is a summoning boss, but I don't know what kind of elite monsters she can summon?

This real-world game is not like a program composed of characters, and a large group of thugs can be pulled in with a single call. Then how do you get in touch with those elite monsters of his lovely sister?

He obviously let her go and gave her a chance...

"And brother, don't you have a lot of capable subordinates under you, just find someone to replace me-in addition, it's okay to skip work, but please don't eat marshmallows in my study, it will affect my mood of writing the outline. "

The girl's voice brought back Bailan Jesso's thoughts that had begun to drift away.

"Why?" Bailan Jesso squeezed the marshmallow and threw it into his mouth with a smile, without any sign of remorse, "Is it because sister, you can't spare your hand to eat, so you are not happy to see me eating, or is it because you are afraid of eating?" Gaining weight so I'm unhappy that I can eat sweets in moderation?"

This time, the girl with different-colored eyes raised her head, her usually expressionless face showed a rare look of speechlessness: "...One day you will be sacked."

I don’t know if it’s because Bailan Jesso’s policy of raising his younger sister is not correct. Obviously, in other worlds in the parallel universe, Teacher Zhenji has a lively and cheerful personality, and her smile is brighter than the sun. Even when she is not smiling, as long as her pair of Looking over with eyes full of water, those who are watching can see the greenery in the spring in her eyes, but this younger sister who has been raised by him for several years, has not changed since he picked her up. How come you laughed... The formulaic smile of the etiquette teacher does not count.

Occasionally, I want to see my sister smile, she is so cute...

Or crying is fine too.

After all, she is good-looking, and she will be cute whether she is crying or laughing.

As if aware of something, the girl with different pupils looked over: "... What disgusting things are you thinking about again?"

"Is there?" Bailan Jesso tilted his head innocently, smiling like a fox, his eyes narrowed.

She looked at him for a while, then withdrew her gaze, and refocused on the notebook in front of her.

This is a silent eviction order.

Brandon Jesso pretended not to understand, and continued to eat his marshmallows while rubbing the rattling marshmallow packaging, giving orders to his subordinates through real-time video from time to time, and doing his job as a noise source with dignity and diligence Mian, anyone who sees it will want to give him a medal.

Why isn't the anger gauge full yet?

When Bailan Jesso thought about it, the girl with different-colored eyes calmly threw the pen in her hand into the trash can.

"What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

"I accidentally poked the tip of the pen." She replied calmly, took out another pen from the drawer and continued writing.

Bailan Jesso looked at the smudged mass of black ink on the notebook, and smiled unconscionably.

Afterwards, he sent someone to send a large box of custom-made pens, and he also exchanged a pillow for his sister's distracted cat.

I just don’t know the expression of one person and one cat facing a large box of Bran Jesso pen tip-like pens and a Q-version Bran Jesso-shaped pillow—it’s a pity, I was busy arranging the situation of two reorganized families at that time and forgot The video was recorded, and Brandon Jesso felt a little regretful.

Of course, the first reader of the first book written by the younger sister should be the older brother.

Saying so, Bailan Jesso took the manuscript and began to read it.

Don't get me wrong, this Bailan Jesso is not a fan of light novels, he is just researching and thinking about whether the other party is trying to contact the outside world and send information by publishing books.

Throwing the original manuscript to the intelligence department to study for half a month and nothing came out. This group of guys who are addicted to conspiracy and tricks will not have any sympathy for light novels that are essentially aimed at the middle and second groups. After looking through it carefully and finding nothing unusual, he had to return the manuscript to his sister regretfully.

Didn't he take advantage of the opportunity to do something... What a waste of all his arrangements.

"Are you looking forward to seeing something?" The girl with different eyes who took back her manuscript said calmly as if in a declarative sentence. The pair of different-colored eyes stared at him, as if observing his soul.

"Isn't it normal to want to read a book written by my beloved sister?" Bailan Jesso replied with his usual smile.

The first book was published, and like that world, it set off a new trend, and then the second, third, and fourth books followed... Afterwards, Bailan Jesso, who was watching from the sidelines, read several books. After Teacher Zhen Ji in the parallel universe world, I realized something was wrong with her after a while:

How did Mr. Zhen Ji, an unprecedented huge pigeon, become so hardworking! ?

This is absolutely unscientific! ! !

It's a pity that at this time, whether he, Bailan Jiesuo in this world, or even Bailan Jiesuo in other worlds watching, have no deep awareness of Teacher Zhenji's pigeon essence, so that no one has discovered this abnormality of the phenomenon.

Before the Mirufiore family had time to fight against Pengel, they were included in the Far East's port mafia, the "combination" in the United States, the "bell tower servants" in Europe, and the "rats of the dead house" in Russia, etc. When the siege was organized, the Bailan Jesso of this world realized something was wrong: It’s unscientific, I haven’t done anything—to be precise, I haven’t had time to do anything yet—why did these people come to me like this ?

If we compare Pengelie to another player's territory, then organizations such as the Port Mafia are local NPC forces, which are used to train and upgrade players. The same is true for Bailan Jesso in the gameover world. Before Ge Lie confronted, he silently divided and dealt with all the NPC forces that Peng Lie could unite with before declaring war on Peng Lie—declaring war on the last player.

After all, the faction of the player Youni, who also belongs to Dakong, has been annexed by him early on.

Using a game as an analogy, fighting against Vongola belongs to PVP, and fighting against other organizations is PVE. Bai Lan Jiesuo's countermeasure is to practice PVE first to improve his level, and then go to Vengola for PVP.

But now, he is still in the state of infrastructure construction, silently clicking on the technology tree to prepare troops, and he is hit by the NPC organization.

Although it's a bit of a headache, it's not impossible to deal with it...Bran Jesso thought so, right to start dealing with these forces as if this start was hell.

Until he suddenly realized that because he was busy dealing with the external crisis recently, he hadn't seen his sister for a few days.

I asked my subordinates, and learned that my sister had locked herself in her study for several days—considering that she did this every time when the deadline was approaching, the servants were no strangers to it, and even learned not to disturb the dying Missy of the line.

After all, the last time Bailan Jesso tentatively asked, "If I were to destroy the world, which side would you be on, my sister?", the person who was rushing to the draft replied without looking up: "Can you do it in 5 years?" Will you destroy the world before May 20th, if you can, I will support you."

"Why is it May 5?" Bailan Jesso thought about what was so special about this day.

"Because May 5st is the deadline."

"..."

For the renewal of the pigeons, even the wish for the destruction of the world has been made...

But this time the dead line should have passed, why hasn't it come out yet?

Brandon Jesso felt something was wrong and opened the door of the study.

There was no one there, except for a piece of paper on the desk where his sister often sat.

It's a letter to him.

Dear Brother Brandon Jesso, Yours sincerely:

It's an honor to be your sister.

In the days and nights I spent with you, I was closer to you than anyone else, and I clearly saw the desire in your heart.

Because of my too smart brain, I always feel that I can't integrate into this world. Only by treating the whole world as a huge game can I persuade myself to continue living instead of being like a walking dead.

As your beloved sister, I cannot help you escape from this illusory sense of unreality. Such guilt keeps me awake every day.

Fortunately, I finally figured out a way. During those days when I was your intelligence minister to share your worries, I tried to filter out those characters who are enough to be your opponents, brother, and let them be against you. There was a lot of interest - it took me a lot of energy, but it finally happened.

In this way, the world may still be boring, but it will not be boring, because you have an opponent.

Come to think of it, brother at this moment, you are enjoying this real game that is balanced in strength, comes and goes, and makes you addicted!

It's my regret that I can't see your expression at this time, brother, but I'm not the one who can unravel the loneliness in your heart. This fact makes me feel ashamed of my love for you. I have no face to stay by your side , I just hope that the endless wind can bring me the voice of blessing you from afar.

Your worthless sister, stay

Brandon Jesso: "..."

Using Mare's ring to search the whole world, he didn't find any trace of his sister. Bailan Jesso had to admit his mistake: when he didn't find out, she awakened the power to travel through time and space, and escaped from this world!

It was premeditated, it was definitely premeditated, and he escaped while he was besieged and lost his mind, but the question is, how could she pinpoint the time when he was besieged and could not be distracted?

After resigning from the duties of the Minister of Intelligence, she has almost zero contacts with the intelligence department, not to mention the entire Miru Fiorelli, no one would dare to contact the big Miss.

After being silent for a while, he called the person in charge of the publishing house—a person who has no external communication channels other than writing books. The only person who can do things is probably her book.

The person in charge who was called didn't know what happened. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only come up with a little abnormality: "Recently, Miss... seems to have nothing else to do except writing books. It's just a sudden arrangement. Many books have been published, although none of these books belong to the eldest lady..."

Bai Lan was taken aback: "It's not her own?"

This publishing house can be said to be played by him for his younger sister. Basically, it only publishes the books of Mr. Zhenji——suddenly publish other people's books?

"Yes, the latest batch of books. The eldest lady said that she got them from the author. They are different authors so they have to be published under different pseudonyms. She is just a person who helps organize and publish them."

But when she didn't go out, the Internet was also monitored. Where did she come from to contact other authors to get the manuscript...Bran Jesso fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Bai Lan didn't respond, the person in charge became a little more courageous: "Should the leader persuade the eldest lady, please ask the eldest lady to urge a draft..."

"What do you mean?"

"Although Missy's batch has published more than ten books in one go, each book is only up and down, and each book is not finished!" The person in charge complained when he mentioned this, "Boss, do you want to be a bookmaker?" Don't rush the eldest lady, let her hurry up and urge those authors to write the next volume quickly, otherwise the publishing house will be surrounded by angry readers..."

Bailan Jesso suddenly had a bad premonition: "...Give me the names of those books, and the corresponding pen names."

After a while, Bailan Jesso looked at the list in his hand and fell silent:

"Ghost of the Lonely Island", author Edogawa Ranpo;

"Disqualification in the World", author Osamu Dazai;

And There Were None, by Agatha Christie;

The Great Gatsby, by Fitzgerald;

"Crime and Punishment" by Fyodor Dostoevsky...

Changing the title of the book to the name of the ability does not feel inappropriate. Even if it attracted the attention of those organizational forces, how did she manage to make them unanimously decide to besiege Mirufiore?

——Although you can leap to the world of parallel universes, the world you can leap to is limited to the world where you exist, so you have never been able to go to the world where literary giants exist, and you have no way of experiencing what seems to be seen in the works with your name written on it. Bran Jesso couldn't understand the shocking feeling when he peeped into the book of his mind and even his soul.

However, although I still don’t know why a mere (well, many) unfinished book can inspire those organizational forces to regard Miru Fiore as a hostile position, but at least he is sure of one thing:

It was really her fault that he was besieged!

"Ah!"

The black-haired girl with different eyes sneezed.

"Hey, Miss Sister, do you have a cold?" the boy in a green suit with a fishing rod on his back asked with concern.

"No," the girl rubbed her nose, "I think it's my brother who was so moved by the parting gift I gave him, he must be talking about me!"

"What, is the brother-sister relationship so good?" The silver-haired boy who was skateboarding aside asked boredly.

"Well, because my brother loves me so much!"

The girl said with a smile.

For some reason, the silver-haired boy felt that he was gnashing his teeth—an illusion, right?

"By the way, what's the lady's name? I'm Xiaojie, and he's Qiya!" the boy in green asked with a bright face.

"Me?" The girl with different pupils blinked and said, "You can call me Zhenji Bacai."