Alien world

Chapter 1209 Chapter 131. Competition in the training camp
"Are you asleep?"

"Ah."

"How long did you last?"

"It seems like less than twenty minutes..."

"how do you feel?"

"Comfortable? But I'm a little uncomfortable..."

"Is it because you haven't slept yet?"

"Not without reason."

Turning the corner, the head maid Abby, who came over with a hot drink, turned around and walked away quickly.

Annan, who was not aware of the situation outside the corridor, continued, “I also had a strange dream.”

"What kind of strange dream?" Idilia raised her head with an open copy of "Friends" on her lap.

"I dreamed of several selves. They were all my future selves. Some of them became emperors, some became alchemists, and some..." Annan shook his head, feeling that it was not appropriate to say it in front of Idyllia.

"Sister, do you know about the parallel world?"

"what is that?"

"There are so many worlds just like ours, with you, me, and everyone else. But the trajectories are completely different."

"If they are the same, why are the trajectories different?"

"Have you heard of the butterfly effect?" A butterfly flaps its wings on the north shore of the Obilis Strait, and a hurricane blows up on the south shore. Sometimes only a few subtle changes can change the direction of the entire world."

"What am I like in other worlds?" Idilia asked curiously.

Annan scratched his head: "I only slept for 20 minutes, and woke up before I could ask..."

Idelia smiled softly and continued to chat with Annan in the evening when Laila had not returned yet.

"really?"

At some point, Idilia looked up and asked Annan.

"what?"

Annan tilted his head and read the book "Friends" that his elder sister was holding up: "When Annan Reeves invented the happy water, he was ridiculed by many vampires who thought he could never do it. But Annan never said the word "give up" in his life."

"Really, I don't know how to say 'give up' in the vampire language."

Annan took "The Friend" very naturally and looked at the back.

Unexpectedly, the second article still features Annan as the protagonist:
[…Annan, covered in dust, returned to Liberty City and strolled along the streets. When passers-by curiously asked him what he was doing, Anan said: I haven't been back for a long time, I want to take a good look at this land that I love so much.]

When Annan saw this sentence for the first time, he suddenly recalled the scene where the official covered his mouth and ran away after hearing this sentence.

So you are in a hurry to submit your work to Zhiyin?

"That is true; I did say that."

Annan said, looking at the next article.

When he first came to the Free City, Winster discovered a strange sight: some houses in the city had a sign in front of them, saying that the residents were serving in the army. He asked in confusion: Why do we have to put up such a sign? Passersby told him: Soldiers protect us, so we have to protect the soldiers' families. The city lord's mansion would give preferential treatment to families with people in the army, and neighbors would also take the initiative to help buy groceries and help out.

After knowing this, Winster couldn't help but sigh: It is precisely because of such a warm territory that it can be so prosperous and powerful. 】

Annan knew something about this. Unlike other territories, becoming a soldier not only changed one's status, but also brought honor.

If the three legions had not stopped recruiting new soldiers, they could have easily squeezed the three legions of 5,000, 2,000 and 2,000 people into 10,000, 10,000 and 10,000 people respectively.

However, conscription should indeed be put on the agenda, and at least a group of reservists should be prepared.

Annan looked at the last article: "Competition in the Training Camp", written by an anonymous author.

So who is this guy called Anonymous?
Annan took a quick look and asked Idyllia, "Aren't there too many stories about Liberty City?"

"Is it not good?"

"Well, that's too explicit. We should proceed step by step. Praising too much can easily arouse rebellious emotions." "Got it."

Continuing to read, the article is about children from the Kingdom of Rekanel and Liberty City participating in a training camp, one of the activities of which is to make a fire together.

The children of the Kingdom of Rekanel lit the fire with magic scrolls, while the children of Liberty City chose to work together to build a fire by relaying firewood and hugging each other happily. This reflects the cooperation ability of the children of Liberty City and the rigid thinking and dependence on magic of the children of the Kingdom.

Annan frowned.

"What's wrong? The article is not good?"

Annan returned the book to his elder sister: "It's not that it's bad, but the kingdom is no longer our enemy."

"Then let's find another enemy?"

"There aren't so many enemies...but it can indeed be changed to the Elf Royal Court." Annan said maliciously.

"It's too late now."

Idilia said that this was just the first draft of the new issue and it could be taken back for revision.

"That's good……"

Then Annan narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he had been tricked by his elder sister into handling official business without realizing it...?
At this time, Laila came back.

Move slowly and tiptoe.

I knew she had caught nothing without asking. Otherwise, even if I didn't ask, she would come over and start a conversation: "You asked how big the fish was? Almost 30 pounds!"

"Did you catch any fish?"

After finally finding an opportunity, Annan took the initiative to launch an attack.

"Have you handled your official business?" the second sister fought back decisively.

Annan was speechless, looking at the night sky outside the window: "One day, I will go out and do something big."

Hearing this, Laila walked to the terrace, pushed open the terrace door, turned back and raised her eyebrows at Annan.

"Not today."

……

The burnt girl who had just walked out of the City Lord's Mansion raised her head and stared at the open terrace door for a while before she continued walking and came to the execution room in the awe of the jailer.

The newly-delivered criminal was tied to the torture device. Realizing what was about to happen, he screamed and cried, "Don't kill me, please... I want to be a good person, give me another chance!"

“Will the people you hurt get another chance?” The jailer sneered and made way for the burnt girl.

"Please, don't—"

The charred girl dug out the gangster's heart cleanly and neatly, and suddenly stood there in a daze, motionless.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The burnt girl didn't say anything, she just walked to the side silently and sat there.

She was pondering why humanity had not been improved.

……

Hunter felt a woman's hands touching him, because a man would not touch his belly.

The hands were a little rough, causing Hunt to twist his body. Then the hands suddenly left, and after a few seconds, they touched him gently again.

Hunter shivered again from the itch.

"God of the Spinning Machines!"

As a scream sounded, he looked around.

The hurriedly leaving back, the noise around, the high ceiling... Is this hell?
While Hunt was still confused, a woman led a group of female workers and came from the edge of his sight. She pointed at herself and said, "It is this spinning machine. He responded to me!"

(End of this chapter)