"This makes me feel disobedient." Han Yanyan said, "How can a person with little emotion overthrow the monarchy for the well-being of the people?"
"It's too contradictory. Logically speaking, it can't be established. So I think that what Your Excellency the Duke wants to pursue to overthrow the monarchy will definitely not be something like democracy."
"So, I ventured to guess what the duke... what is he after?"
"Oh?" The attendant's brows remained unmoved, "Then based on your guess, what is the answer?"
Han Yanyan glanced at the man. The man was masculine, strong, and powerful.
"It was just a vague conjecture at first, and I even thought it was a bit ridiculous, and wanted to overturn this conjecture." She said, "But then... Seeing that a man like you is bound by something like a 'oath', I felt that I was probably Yes... the truth has been touched."
She raised her head, looked into the eyes of the attendant, and asked, "Only white clothes can make the blood of the enemy more beautiful?"
The attendant watched the woman for a long time.
His reaction gave Han Yanyan the answer, and she nodded: "It really is."
She said: "I probably figured out the duke. If there was no accident, he should be able to wake up in the next world. If Leo Pike was not pretending to be a ghost at first, he would have woken up earlier. Come."
The chief attendant let out a long breath, squeezed his hat, and said solemnly, "Please."
Han Yanyan's expression faded.
He entrusted such an important matter to her, but he could not return it. The servants themselves felt ashamed.
He put on his hat, lowered his brim, said "I'm sorry..." in a low voice, and disappeared from the space.
Han Yanyan entered the process of building the world.
In the dark space, countless data streams glowed blue light, and they flowed past her quickly one by one.
Li Zhou appeared beside her and held her hand.
"What kind of world do you want to build this time? What kind of character should you give him?"
Li Zhou is the one who has the most consistent interests with Han Yanyan among the people that Han Yanyan can contact now. Trust is not based on feelings, but on common dilemmas and common goals, and because of this commonality, they become companions.
"Don't bother with that brain anymore." Han Yanyan said, "No matter what character design you make, it's actually him in your bones. The so-called character design is just to facilitate the development of the plot and emotional development. Now that you know what kind of person he is, There's no need to make those characters at all."
She watched those data streams and selected one of them: "Just copy this world directly."
"A failed world?" Li Zhou was surprised.
"The reason for failure is not in the world, but in myself. In the world I built, I set myself as a weak person." Han Yanyan sighed, "A real fool!"
Li Zhou laughed: "What about this time?"
"His personality doesn't need to be changed, this person is so arrogant that he can only accept 'strong', 'leader' and the like. In the last world, if he hadn't been made a 'grow up side by side with stars' I'm afraid I won't be able to deceive his weak years." After Han Yanyan finished speaking, she clenched Li Zhou's hand, "This time I'll assign you a role."
"what?"
Han Yanyan looked at those data streams and smiled.
"I once conceived of an apocalyptic story, a girl named Han Yanyan, wearing a pure white cotton skirt with a clear youthful and painful literary atmosphere, with a powerful system, sweeping the apocalypse with powerful abilities ."
"The setting of this text is an invincible text, not a growing heroine. I don't know how I communicated with Leo Pike in the first place, but it turned out to be like that."
"However, no matter what, as an author, becoming the heroine of one's own writing, and a real person interpreting his own brain hole, what could be more enjoyable than this?"
The world restarts, with minor adjustments. Han Yanyan threw herself into the world.
Li Zhou tickled the corner of his mouth. For the first time, instead of a character possessed by him, he was a quiet experiencer, but had a character of his own.
He also plunged into the world.
The world is built.
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Han Yanyan opened his eyes and was in a narrow alley with dilapidated buildings on both sides. The bleak style evokes Han Yanyan's memories many, many years ago, which is exactly the same as the original scene.
He bowed his head, and it turned out to be the same white cloth skirt, full of middle-aged breath.
"System, are you there?" Han Yanyan said silently in her heart.
"Yes. Master, what do you need?" Li Zhou answered seriously. It was the first time to get a serious role, and the rookie actors worked very hard and were very serious.
Han Yanyan couldn't help laughing.
"Just be there," she said. "Then let's get started."
The apocalyptic girl in a white cotton skirt and a black long straight walked out of the narrow alley with her system. It was dusk, and there were many people on the streets of the black market. In order to survive the women who betrayed themselves, the hawkers who only want a piece of biscuits for famous bags and diamond jewelry, and ordinary people who come and go with vigilant eyes, constitute an apocalyptic scene.
Han Yanyan's gaze went beyond these people to the other side of the street.
Even in the environment of the end times, places like "restaurants" still exist. Of course, except for the cooking utensils, the chef has nothing, not only the ingredients, but even the seasonings must be prepared by the diners. The chef sells a craft and charges a processing fee to make a living.
Even if people starve to death every day, there will always be people who can afford it.
Every time he returned from a trip, Ding Yao and his cronies would come to this restaurant for a tooth sacrifice. This is a very common thing like he usually kills zombies, searches for supplies, and sleeps women.
This is obviously his normal life now, but for some reason, today's Ding Yao feels extra impetuous and has an inexplicable sense of irritability.
Surrounded by his cronies, he walked out of the restaurant and came to the side of the road. This group of men was full and ready to go back to sleep with the women.
But Ding Yao suddenly stopped.
Under the dim street light, he didn't know why, and subconsciously looked across the street.
Passing through the crowds of people, across the road, in the narrow alley, a young girl walked out. She had a beautiful face and a cold temperament. The white cotton skirt was out of tune with everything around her.
Ding Yao's eyes were fixed on the girl.
The girl stood still on the side of the street, and her eyes were also cast.
The eyes of the two people were separated from the crowd, and they collided in the air.
The girl has a sense of cleanliness that is incompatible with the end of the world, and naturally it will not be noticed by Ding Yao alone.
The plot has not changed at all. The fire-type man from the previous round laughed and approached to ask for a price: "Hey, you, it's you, what's the price? Two steamed buns?"
Han Yanyan ignored him and walked towards Ding Yao.
"Don't go." The man took two steps forward, blocking Han Yanyan's path, and said with a smile, "It's too little, I'll add another pack of instant noodles for you."
Han Yanyan said, "Go away."
The man smiled and said, "Don't get out." After that, he stretched out his hand to pull Han Yanyan.
Before the fingertips touched Han Yanyan, the flower in front of him had already flown out.
Han Yanyan closed her legs, and the white cotton skirt was scattered like a flower. People didn't know whether to look at the skirt or the beautiful and powerful moonlight.
Han Yanyan showed his force with one blow, and the four companions of the fire male surrounded him. This round, they did not have the mood of playing cat and mouse in the previous round, and all of them looked serious. Some people had thorns on their hands, and some people had electric lights on their hands.
They confronted Han Yanyan, estimating her strength.
The atmosphere in the street was tense, and people stepped back.
"Stinky bitch, shame on your face!" The fire-type man stood up, covering his bruised face, because he lost two teeth, so his speech was a little leaky.
These days, where can I find a dentist for fillings and dentures? Under the anger of the fire-type man, two fireballs with big heads threw them towards Han Yanyan. The fireball burned fiercely, and the speed was so fast that a red light was drawn in the air. The crowd exclaimed, and even his companions feared burning the woman's face.
But a curtain of water appeared in the air, blocking the way of the fireball. The fireball quickly passed through the water curtain, and with two chi chi sounds, it dissipated into two black smoke.
"Water element." The fire element male's companion relaxed.
Water is a recognized weak ability.
Another comrade warns: "Be careful, it could be a dual power."
No matter how powerful the fists and feet are, they can't match the long-distance attacks of the power user. This woman is too fearless, it is impossible to rely on a water system alone, there should be other reliance.
But before they finished speaking, the fire element man suddenly panicked.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the extinguished fireball and black smoke. They didn't notice that the water curtain did not disappear, but turned into a stream of water. Under the shadow of the night, it went straight to the door of the fire-type male face and turned into a The water polo covered the fire-type man's face!
The fire-type man opened his mouth in shock, water choked into his nose and mouth, and he lost oxygen immediately. In a panic, he slapped his face on the door with both hands, but the water remained on his face no matter how much he slapped it.
His two companions grabbed the water and scratched the water with their hands indiscriminately. The water was soft and invisible, and it shattered when touched by three hands. After it was shattered, it was attracted to the fire-type man's face, and he was about to drown.
The other two people understood the situation and attacked Han Yanyan after scolding.
The thorns wrapped around the arm of the wood-type power user suddenly burst out and rushed towards Han Yanyan like a snake. Faster than the thorns is the electric light ball the size of the basketball of the electricity system.
The flanking attack of the two abilities caused the surrounding crowd to exclaim. In this exclamation, a curtain of water rippled in front of the girl in the white skirt.
But water can put out the fire, can it stop the attacks of wood and electricity
However, the exclamation hadn't fallen yet, and the moment the electro-optical ball hit the water curtain, the electricity-type ability user was shocked by the electric shock, and he fell down with black smoke all over his body.
The girl in the white skirt quietly laid a thin waterline between the two of them under the cover of the night. At the moment when the electro-optical ball hit the water curtain, one end of the water line was connected to the water curtain, and the other end was connected to the electricity system power user. Just like a move in a martial arts novel, it also heals its own body with its own way.
At the same time, the thorns broke through the water curtain and attacked like arrows. Han Yanyan reached out and grabbed the thorn, but the thorn continued to grow, and instantly wrapped around her arm along the wrist. The hard thorn pierced her Guangguo's snow-white arm with blood.
As soon as there was a little joy in the eyes of the wood-type ability user, he felt strange. His ability cannot be activated in the bar of thorns!
As blood flowed from the slender arm, the thorns in Han Yanyan's hand suddenly shrank and thinned, losing moisture and quickly withering.
The blight was like an infectious disease, and it was passed from one end of the thorn to the other under the watchful eyes of the people. The thorns, which had completely lost their moisture and dried up, were broken in the hands of the wood-type power user, and were also broken off from Han Yanyan's arm, falling to the ground and breaking into several pieces.
All this happened in just a few seconds. At the feet of the wood-type ability user lay the electric-type ability user who was blackened by electricity. He was used to thorns around his hands. At this time, he looked at his empty hands and was stunned. Suddenly reacted, turned around in panic and wanted to run.
The water polo condensed on his head, and he slapped his face desperately, but he couldn't slap the water polo, which was isolated from the air.
The two people who were originally rescuing the fire-type man were also rolling on the ground, desperately slapping the water polo on their faces. Beside them is a fire-type man who has drowned.
People watched helplessly as the three drowned on the road.
After a short while, five corpses lay on the ground.
Ding Yao and his companions saw it all happen.
Before they could decide whether or not to be a hero to save the beauty, the matter between the rabbit and the falcon had already ended.
The girl in a white skirt with beautiful legs walked towards them slowly, and went straight to the front of their group, and stretched out a slender snow-white arm that was bleeding:
"Excuse me, do you have any healing powers, please treat them?"