Their conversation did not avoid Xiao Su and Xiao Nuo.
After a moment, Xiao Su asked cautiously: "Friend. Is Luowasha the name of your hometown?"
Xiao Su knew that his NPC friend had a mysterious origin, so he never investigated further. But since Su Mingan mentioned it, Xiao Su still wanted to ask.
"No." Su Mingan smiled: "Luo Washa is just my temporary residence, my hometown..."
He looked into Xiao Su's clear eyes.
...My hometown is the same as you.
"My hometown is very far away." After thinking for a moment, Su Mingan spoke.
"Ah." Xiao Su seemed to sense Su Ming'an's longing and wished him well from the bottom of his heart:
"My friend, I hope you can return to your hometown soon after all your travels."
Although Su Mingan knew that it was almost impossible, he still smiled and nodded.
"Yes, there will be no problem." Yamada Machiichi didn't know that Su Ming'an had made a deal with the organizer. He certainly felt that there was no problem and patted Su Ming'an on the shoulder confidently: "It's a sure thing! I have listed the tour route for the Second Dimension Street. When you go back, I guarantee you will be satisfied..."
He seemed to realize that he had let the cat out of the bag, his shoulders trembled, and he quickly said: "I'm not from the second dimension, I just saw that you liked it, so I prepared it for you. I'm really not, I'm really not..."
"Okay, I got it." Su Mingan smiled.
...He was thinking, if he really couldn't go back, then he should let Yamada Machiichi explore the tour route by himself.
After all, Yamada Machiichi's concentration in the second dimension is much higher than his, so he will definitely have a good time.
…
They went deeper and deeper. Along the way, Su Mingan used his super high perception to avoid various traps and dangers. When he encountered robbers and players who were looking for death, he would use space vibrations wildly as if he was in an empty space.
"You are worthy of being the lighthouse that walks with me..." Xiao Su said admiringly: "I didn't expect that you are also good at spatial abilities, you are amazing."
"I know a little bit." Su Mingan said modestly.
They stopped passing No. 169 Hongshan Street.
Xiao Su pushed Su Mingan's wheelchair into a large building similar to a training institution.
"Hello, would you like to get to know my child?" At this time, a local from Baicheng was distributing flyers.
Su Mingan took the flyer and looked down. It said [Name: Tucker. Age: 18. Personality: lively and cheerful. Occupation: poet. Background story: He is a painter from the outer city. One day...]
Is this... the "child" written by this Creator?
Su Mingan looked at the back and saw some pictures of this character.
"Take a look at his settings. There are words, pictures, his background story, personality and hobbies. I wrote them bit by bit... He is really a good person. If it weren't for the virus in my body..." The flaxen-haired girl kept distributing flyers, her face full of persistence and perseverance: "I believe that as long as enough people like him, he will definitely come to life from the blank paper! Get to know my child... Take a look, I want him to come to life, take a look!"
When Yamada saw this scene, he sighed:
“Everyone knows the creator Si Que. But in fact, most creators are in such a lonely situation.”
"Just like the people in White City, no matter how well they write, as long as there is a virus in their bodies, they can't write about life."
"In the history of Luowasha, there have even been several waves of wars to massacre creators. Some were caused by misunderstandings, and some were caused by the generation gap between people and creators. Some people believed that what creators wrote was beyond common sense, had ulterior motives, and would disrupt society, so it would be better to kill them all."
"To this day, most creators face a hostile environment. People always speculate on their ideas with malice, and a little disturbance can destroy them."
After listening to this, Su Mingan thought about the second story written by Si Que and felt complicated.
In the hall, few people took the flyer from the girl. Even if they did, they would just glance at it and then not look at it.
“——!!”
Suddenly, there was a noise outside.
"—Stop her! Don't let her run away!"
"——Hand her over, there will be several thousand White City coins! It's enough for us to live a carefree life for a few years!"
There was a sound of running behind.
Immediately afterwards, a gray figure rushed to Su Mingan's wheelchair.
She saw Su Mingan and pleaded, "Can you save me? I don't want to be taken away for transformation. They want to transform me into some kind of machine..."
"What's your name?" Su Mingan asked.
The girl blinked:
"Si Yi."
…
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