Bai Chun was trembling. She stared at Su Mingan hatefully, and suddenly revealed a condescending smile:

"...Very good, so cold and ruthless, and so handsome, it feels like your personality is back, and I'm attracted to you again, Bai Qiu. In all my lovers' illustrated books, I can rank you in the top three... I will collect more of your SSR cards."

She suddenly leaned back, her neck forming an incredible arc, and then with a "click", she actually twisted her own head off, which was simply against common sense.

Su Mingan shook her body away and wiped his hands.

…

[You have obtained (a letter that Bai Chun carried with him)]

【Mr. Bai Qiu:】

[We, the Dream Patrol, sincerely invite you to join us because of your creative talent that surpasses that of Lovasa. 】

【Join us and you will know the hidden truth of the universe. 】

[If you are interested, please reply in time. If you are not interested in joining, we will send someone to replace you within three months.]

[Your sister may also be replaced by us... Oh, it is worth mentioning that the person who will replace your sister is a lady who enjoys love very much. She will regard many handsome men and beautiful women as her lovers, and even set her sights on you.]

[I think, Mr. Bai Qiu, you don't want your sister to become like this. ]

【Always waiting for your reply. 】

[Don't try to find us, we are invisible to you. ]

[A Dream Patrolman Waiting for Good News]

…

…It turns out that “they” are also known as “Dream Patrol Family”. I finally know how to call them.

Su Mingan was holding the letter when he suddenly heard a voice outside the window: "What a pity, Bai Qiu didn't accept the invitation at that time."

The visitor was a white-haired young man wearing a scarlet paper sail hat. He was leaning on a blood-red sickle like a crescent moon, his eyes narrowed into two slits, his plump apple cheeks made his smile harmless, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

Su Mingan had seen this young man before.

Bo Ran from "Death Chanter" once claimed that he wanted to make Si Que "present the most beautiful death", and he very much enjoyed being slapped and insulted by others.

"Are you here to help Bai Chun or Bai Qiu?" Su Mingan said indifferently.

Bo Ran laughed in an ambiguous way, jumped up and fell from the windowsill. He exuded a strong smell of death, and wherever he walked, bright red Lycoris radiata bloomed. His eyes fell on the letter in Su Mingan's hand, and he said slowly:

"Combined with Bai Qiu's previous diary, the truth is obvious: the original Bai Qiu was a Rovasha with a very high creative talent, but was targeted by the Dream Patrol. Bai Qiu refused to join them, resulting in Bai Qiu being replaced."

"Fortunately, the person who replaced Bai Qiu was a moderate among the Dream Patrols. He did not do anything radical. When he learned that a large number of Dream Patrols would descend on the First Creator Conference, he wanted to stop these absurd Dream Patrols from messing up Luowasha, so he created the Hand of Fate.

"During this period, my younger sister Bai Chun was replaced by a lady from the Dream Patrol family. She became extremely promiscuous and obsessed with love all day long.

"Before the Creator Conference was held, the person who replaced Bai Qiu was pulled back, and you became the third owner of this body."

Bo Ran sorted out the situation in a few words. He pinched his fingertips, and a golden needle popped out, breaking the mirror beside him, leaving only an empty wooden frame.

"Okay, this way, you won't get hurt because of violating Bai Qiu's personality." Bo Ran smiled, took off his paper sail hat, and bowed slightly.

Su Mingan touched the back of his neck and indeed did not feel any cool air. As expected, once the character setting is violated, it is not the system that imposes punishment, but "them". Bo Ran's act of breaking the mirror should have temporarily isolated "them" from inflicting harm.

The mirror is "their" weapon?

"I'm not familiar with you, so you're not here to sort out the situation for me." Su Ming'an said.

"...Of course." Bai Ran leaned over and searched for a small mirror from Bai Chun, shaking it: "I only want this, the rest is up to you."

"Let me see." Su Ming'an was not polite. He hooked the puppet thread and got the mirror.

Bo Ran did not force it, but spread his hands casually.

Su Mingan stared at the mirror, which looked like just an ordinary mirror.

…

“Ding Dong!”

[You have obtained the image of the Supreme Lord (1/5)! ]

…

At this moment, he suddenly saw a person in his mind.

The man possessed a pair of emerald green eyes with mixed dark colors. His face presented an ordinary symmetry, with even facial features, a nose that was neither too high nor too low, and lips of moderate thickness. He was an ordinary person, a look that would be completely lost if thrown into a crowd of people.

...Is this the image of the Supreme Lord Tosolius?

It's not Lu Shu's face. It seems the universe doesn't follow formulas.

The system prompts "(1/5)", so this is one-fifth of the image, and the remaining four-fifths is probably the part below the head of the Supreme Lord?

"Oh, the old me actually hid the image of the Supreme Lord here." Xiao Liujin said in surprise.

"Emperor, do you know of 'their' existence?" Su Ming'an asked in a low voice.

"Who knows! A group of people suddenly appeared, it's like a deus ex machina. If the Supreme Lord observes such a bizarre plot, he will definitely curse. This is the space-time recorder that He admires the most." The companion Xiao Liujin gloated. Although he had lost his memory, he still remembered a lot of common sense.

Su Mingan picked up the mirror.

"Mirror..." Su Ming'an stared at the mirror in his hand, and suddenly his expression became stern.

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