Chapter 523: Chapter 523: The Prelude to the Great Migration Era
“Listen up, besides not being able to leave—of course, you can’t leave anyway, in this big house you can move around as you please, but you are not allowed to damage anything, you’re not allowed to release tal storms in the living room, you’re not allowed to steal Sandora’s food— you’ve already witnessed the consequences of that, you’re not allowed to scare Anwina, that is, the white light that’s currently trying to pass through the door panel, especially not allowed to fight with the Pandora Sisters, imdiately report any papers with circles drawn on them, don’t touch them yourself, if there’s a mammoth in the room, go find Big Sister, and don’t agree to any of Qianqian’s proposals, lastly, the most, most, most important point, my na is not ‘stupid human,’ nor is it ‘foolish human’ or even ‘useless human,’ you can call Brother, you can also call Big Brother, or even Brother Sir, that’s all!”
Standing atop the brand-new coffee table in the middle of the living room, which had been renovated overnight, I was sternly teaching the disobedient doll perched on the opposite cabinet.
“Now, co down and eat!”
A pitiful ghost floated over to and looked at the rcury Lamp on the cabinet, grievously saying, “Uhm, master, Anwina’s nest is still on top of the cabinet~~”
“Ah, and you’ve taken over my maid’s nest!”
Why does this line sound so irritating?
“I’m not coming down!” rcury Lamp shook her head with unmatched resolve, probably no one would’ve thought that the renowned and proud beauty, the rcury Chair, would behave like a child throwing a tantrum, “Idiot! When exactly are you going to help find Father? Or are you just deceiving ?”
“Are you coming down or not!”
“No way! Who doesn’t know what you’re up to! Unless you make that scary little girl disappear from my sight, I absolutely won’t co down!”
“I’ve already said Little Baobao and Bubbles aren’t the sa! Didn’t you see the little girl with the golden-haired idiot pet? And that other girl chasing after you is her mom!”
“Do you think I’m an idiot?! Think carefully before lying! If I say I won’t co down, then I won’t!”
I was so frustrated. After working on the psychological battle with the other side for such a long ti, reading the “Imperial Headquarters Survival Guide” three tis, why won’t this doll listen?
Rushing to the base of the cabinet in a frenzy, I unexpectedly made a high jump: “You co down and eat! Don’t run…”
The petite doll girl swiftly flew to the side, her voice cold and proud, “Hmph, I wonder who promised yesterday not to use force!”
“I just can’t believe it!”
rcury Lamp dodged nimbly in the air, and I stubbornly followed close behind. Although I wasn’t as agile as this 92.3cm individual, we were superior in comprehensive quality, a step twist waist lift hip sink chi to the lower abdon, the essence of Lingbo Micro-step flowed slowly within my chest, the next second…
With a light cough from Big Sister, rcury Lamp and I both fell from mid-air.
“This isn’t good, Ah Jun, and you too, rcury Lamp. There should be no roughhousing during breakfast.”
Wearing a gentle smile, Big Sister, with an apron tied around her, wielding a spatula in one hand and a frying pan in the other, emanating a dark aura that faintly revealed the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Twelve Disciples, Broken Face, Ten Blades, Jier Jidan, and QB behind her. Seeing this posture, I imdiately knew if the ruckus continued, Big Sister was about to draw circles.
“Why did you submit too?”
Sitting obediently by the dining table, I sneaked a glimpse at rcury Lamp, who was reluctantly seated next to Big Sister, and whispered.
“I suddenly felt a great sense of crisis!”
The doll girl muttered indecipherably and then squinted at , “Why do I have to sit with you?”
Maybe Big Sister thought my aura would have a calming effect, I wanted to say.
“Hey! You there, lowlife, don’t get too carried away! I was here before you, I willingly gave up that seat…” The golden-haired, flat-chested Heroic Spirit Girl across the table seed to be looking for trouble even when there was none, seeing a new arrival, a 92.3cm odd creature, being treated with more human rights than herself, she started complaining resentfully, but before she could finish, Little Baobao next to her pointed at a fruit platter on the table and started making noises, deflating her imdiately.
“Umm, don’t eat too much of this, it’ll make you gain weight…”
It seed that Sister Jier had already beco quite adept and had accepted reality.
“Hmm, it tastes not bad.” After a bit of awkward fussing, the girl nad rcury Lamp finally settled down and participated in the family al for the first ti in a peaceful state yesterday evening she sneaked into the kitchen to eat, which led to Sandora’s brief rampage this morning and my heartfelt education for rcury Lamp). And, as expected, she was conquered by the culinary skills of Anwina and Big Sister.
“So, please try this~~” Hearing the praise, Anwina imdiately popped up from the table and brought a plate of freshly stead pastries over to rcury Lamp.
The latter’s eyes went wide on the spot.
“Cough cough, don’t mind this guy,” I casually grabbed the pot lid to cover Anwina, then fished out a bottle of milk from the side, “How about so yogurt? It’s full of lactic acid bacteria.”
“Weird guy, weird courting,” rcury Lamp squinted at with a slight look of suspicion on her face, but her hands didn’t slow down, “Oh, it tastes alright.”
Ah, to coax little rcury Lamp into holding a huge baby bottle and drinking yogurt, my life is complete—But how does a doll digest, anyway?
“You’re hopeless, you know.”
Soone not far away glanced over at us and habitually made a sarcastic comnt.
I looked up at Miss, who had fully resurrected but was still mooching als here under the guise of an injury, “Your eyes aren’t hurting anymore, are they, Miss?”
Two seconds later, in great synchrony, Lin Xue and I both bowed our heads and focused on eating.
That kid, her face turned red just now, didn’t it? So, that kiss, she really was conscious… If I bring it up now, will I be annihilated?
“Wood, if you dare to blabber, just wait for your bad luck!”
Just as I was thinking this, Lin Xue sent an internal ssage—yes, a spiritual connection—to warn .
Sandora glanced thoughtfully at Lin Xue and , then said to the latter, “Speaking of which, how are your eyes now?”
“They’re fine,” Lin Xue hurriedly picked food for herself while waving her hand, “It really wasn’t anything serious.”
“Well, I want to hear your opinion on this situation, the appearance of transmigrators—and although no more transmigrators have been found yet, they must have already arrived in this world. Do you see anything?”
“Not much,” Lin Xue kept her head down, shoveling food, and vaguely answered, “But don’t worry for now, um, right, we have guests arriving now—Anwina, please step aside for a mont, unless you want the breakfast you and Big Sister worked so hard to prepare to turn into ruins.”
The mont she said that, I knew Ding Ling was coming.
“Ah ha, sorry to disturb you again—Eh? Lin Xue, you’re here too? Freeloading a al? Perfect, I haven’t eaten either… Don’t mind if I do, no need to fry anything new. By the way, do you have any vegetable salad?”
A certain Miss, whose height and age were seriously disproportionate and who nominally was a boisterous rich girl but in reality did not fall short of Lin Xue in unreliability and was greedy for small advantages, mouthed words of disturbance but her feet had already unhesitatingly moved into the living room, then stood stunned at the table full of sumptuous food.
“Wow! Are you guys hosting a state banquet? Such a feast for breakfast!”
“Yeah,” Sandora, gobbling food at the table, spoke unfazed by the mouthfuls of food, “I’ve been on a diet lately.”
Which ant reducing a al from a thirty-person portion to twenty.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” Lin Xue patted her friend’s shoulder, all old and wise, “You see, under the oppression of those savage alien invaders, especially a certain tyrannical tyrant, my days have been utterly miserable…burp.”
“Get out of here!” Ding Ling slapped Lin Xue’s hand away without any courtesy, the two misses now completely lacking any grace, “Belching the taste of bird’s nest soup, who are you fooling? Anyway, forget about that, today I brought soone with , hehe… Don’t mind, they might also be a transmigrator.”
“No worries, no worries. You have no idea how prepared we’ve beco ever since the World Tree crashed. You could bring a whole Sparta-enhanced squad to my door and I’d welco you with a smile. I’ve already set the price for temporary residence permits.”
Ding Ling called out to soone outside the door, and we curiously waited for a while until a petite figure finally flashed in.
A thin girl with long black hair, wearing what seed to be a school’s spring uniform, appeared very beautiful, but still emitted a sense of youthful naivety. What caught my attention the most were her large, expressive eyes that seed to burn with Flas inside.
Since her arrival, the girl had maintained a face of indifference mixed with curiosity, and though she appeared calm, we could clearly feel that she had secretly observed everyone in the living room, including the out-of-place Crow, which was grooming its feathers on top of a cabinet.
And the dining table in the center of the living room looked like sothing from a state banquet, half of which had already been polished off by a certain Big Stomach Queen.
“Gurgle”– In an extrely awkward mont, the newcor girl’s stomach made a soft noise, and imdiately her face flooded with red as her cool composure vanished.
“Ah ha, ahahaha,” Ding Ling laughed loudly to the sky amidst our judging gazes, “It was a rush, and she didn’t get to eat before leaving ho. But it’s perfect since you guys haven’t finished eating, right?”
Just admit you ca here this morning planning to freeload off our al! And to save money, you even starved the transmigrator you’ve picked up; should I say that you, a typical capitalist, would try to profit from any situation?
“Take a seat, join us for the al.” I gestured for Ding Ling and the mysterious long-haired girl to sit down at the table (the forr didn’t wait for to speak before taking a seat), making sure to avoid triggering any tension in the latter. One rcury Lamp incident is more than enough, I can’t afford to give business to the furniture sellers again. “Have you realized that you’ve entered a Parallel World?”
“Ah.” The strange girl seed quite impatient, responding to my question with a curt nasal sound before focusing on the desserts before her.
Another tough nut to crack, and she didn’t seem very polite at first glance. Still, the upside to people like her is they’re usually calm. Based on my experience with one transmigrator after another, including the previous Lilina as the second, individuals who quickly grasp their situation like this are generally easy to handle.
I absolutely won’t admit that this is a copied experience from sowhere else.
“Don’t be nervous, we are professionals—what’s your na?”
“Shana.”
“Pfft–” “Splash–”
I spat out a mouthful of tomato and egg drop soup, teleporting myself under the table with chair in tow, startling the rcury Lamp who had been lost in thought over her yogurt.
“What did you say your na was?” I struggled to get up and asked the slightly shocked girl.
“Annoying, annoying, annoying! Shana, Shana, Shana, that’s my na—don’t you ask too many questions, mister?”
I thought for two seconds, focusing my gaze on her chest—don’t get wrong, although she could certainly be considered a beautiful girl, I had no lascivious thoughts about that Pandora-flat chest.
Eh? Does that an the tragic forever-loli Pandora actually does have so curves?
“Pleased to et you, comrade dad Alastor.”
It was then I finally realized that her attire, temperant, and facial structure really did resemble Shana from “Burning Eyes Shana.” Of course, for biological reasons, she did not have the cartoonish eyes that took up a third of her face, but that didn’t detract from her being the top Shana cosplayer in this world—and upon closer inspection, I finally noticed the small pendant hanging on her chest.
Hence the greeting above.
“I’ve lost contact with Alastor after arriving in this world.”
A flash of surprise passed over Shana’s face, then she gently held the pendant in front of her chest. I had the subtle feeling that in that mont, her attitude towards us had shifted ever so slightly.
If I had to describe it, it was as if her gaze went from viewing us as common frauds to official Scamrs of the Daoist association—though both jobs were of Scamrs, the latter clearly belonged to the certified kind.
“Seems it’s true after all,” the girl who called herself Shana murmured, seemingly having finally decided to let her guard down with us. Then… she grabbed the dessert in front of her and began to devour it voraciously.
Ding Ling, you capitalist!
“This person… do you know her?”
While eating, rcury Lamp, who I had thought would definitely not take the initiative to speak to , suddenly whispered.
“Similar situation to yours,” I slightly lifted my eyelids to glance at “Shana,” who was bowing her head eating across from , “also from another world, but luckier than you. Her world has been landed on by us, so the return trip is a breeze.”
Right, if I rember correctly, the Vedis branch of the Expeditionary Army got lost in the Red World, didn’t they?
rcury Lamp remained silent, simply slurping up the yogurt in her hand, then after declaring “I’m full” she flew back to the cabinet alone, squeezing next to Anwina, the large Crow who was preening her feathers.
Hmm, she doesn’t seem happy?
And what’s with rcury Lamp being so polite just now, even saying “I’m full”? That really doesn’t fit the earth-shattering character she had at the beginning, right?
After breakfast, while Big Sister was cleaning up the dishes, I took Shana to a corner of the living room. Ding Ling, who had eaten her fill, had taken her leave, so Shana was left with us. Although she still had the air of a conceited little girl, knowing that we might be her only chance to return to her original world, she was quite cooperative, much more so than rcury Lamp.
“Shana, right?” I took out a small booklet from my pocket and handed it to her, “Fill out this form first.”
Shana took it, puzzled, and upon seeing the bold words “Imperial Registry for Outsiders,” she was completely baffled. Nonetheless, she filled in her na honestly. Hmm, only her na though; she left the fields for height, weight, age, asurents, marital status, property ownership, inco, personal hobbies, QQ number—all blank. After all the effort to design such a form overnight!
“Recognize this?”
I took back the registry with only her na filled in and took out a micro projector. I turned it on in front of Shana, and what appeared was a group of dieval soldiers that seed as if they had stepped right out of Lord of the Rings. The officer leading them carried a large flag with the words “Shadow City Managent Committee Vedis Branch Outstanding Squad Mobile Red Flag” written squarely on it, while the soldiers behind him foolishly grinned at the cara.
Of course, Shana’s attention wasn’t on the red flag; she recognized the soldiers’ attire and the prominent characteristics of the Elf Clan at a glance and exclaid, “I’ve seen them! They appeared during the Red World’s massive invasion and wiped out a lot of the Red World Apostles!”
That’s right, they got lost in the Red World Plane for half a month; you wouldn’t believe how much resentnt these guys held against the Apostles.
“That makes it easy then,” I chuckled, stowing away the projector, “I’ll give you a rundown of the situation.”
I proceeded to explain to Shana, picking out the parts she would understand about the Xyrin Empire, parallel worlds, and the last ti we sent a large-scale rescue expedition, even though she seed like an impatient, impolite, and impulsive girl at first, she was rather quiet when listening to the story.
“So that’s the story, do you understand?”
Shana stared at steadfastly, digesting what she had just heard, then nodded, “I sort of get it now. I didn’t expect you to be the ‘Great Emperor’ the army claid you to be—quite an ordinary person indeed.”
… This insolent little girl!
“But I still owe you my thanks. Without your army, perhaps our world would have been destroyed. It turns out there actually are good Samaritans who enjoy saving the world.”
Even though it sounded like praise, why did I feel irritated?
“Anyway, you’ll be staying with us for a few days,” I waved grandly, trying to ignore Shana’s irritating way of speaking, “The Space-Ti Managent Center is carrying out another mission, in a few days we can… huh?”
I was cut off mid-sentence when I heard the voices of Asida and Asidora through the Spiritual Connection, “Reporting to the commander! We have discovered a group of transmigrators!” (To be continued, if you wish to know what happens, please log in to qidian, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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