Dimensional Codex

"It always feels like I'm numb to this routine."

Standing in the ruins, Fang Zheng looked indifferent, looking at the messy urban ruins shrouded in darkness. For the first time, he wondered whether human beings are particularly lacking in imagination. Why is the world they are crossing every time either being destroyed or already destroyed? Would n’t the world not tell stories without destroying the world?

"Master, what are we going to do next?"

Glancing around, Nimff asked in a low voice. As they crossed the world, they appeared in the ruins of a house, and at the moment it was still raining heavily outside. If it weren't for the place where they appeared and there was a little shelter from the wind and rain, I'm afraid ... the two would have grown into chickens.

"I do not know either………"

The Founder shook his head when he felt the moisture coming on the face. In principle, they should appear directly in front of each other's failed mission, so ... don't you tell me that the end of the world is because the mission failed?

"Squeak ..."

Just as Founder's heart twitched madly, a door not far from them slowly opened, and the dim light shone from the inside. The Founder glanced at him, and then walked with the little angel.

I saw inside the door a fairly ordinary living room. The burning charcoal on the fireplace next to it brought a warm and comfortable feeling, which dispelled the cold behind Fangzheng and Nimfu. Next to the fireplace is a sofa and coffee table. On the coffee table, there are wine glasses and a bottle of red wine just opened, and there are desserts and fruits beside it, which are used to entertain guests at a glance.

but………

"I've lived this long, and it's the first time I've seen even hospitality being self-service."

The Founder uttered a sentence, took Nimuff to sit on the sofa, and the angel immediately picked up the cake on the plate, and ate it with a small mouthful. The Founder leaned on the sofa obliquely and looked around boringly.

The whole living room doesn't feel like a modern product. In fact, except for a TV, almost no appliances can be seen. Even that TV was a black and white TV with four stands in the 1940s and 1950s ...

If this is the time for radiation, should I start preparing the bottle cap now?

"Squeak ... squeak ... click."

Just as the Founder was thinking wildly, suddenly the TV that had been turned off in front of him turned on automatically, and a picture flickering with snowflakes appeared. I have to admit that this scene looks quite like the opening of a ghost movie, but neither Fangzheng nor Nimfu is completely unmoved. After all, if it is only the guy who walked in the horror movie, um, maybe in Fangzheng's hand There is not even a holy light in it ...

"rustle………"

However, the other party didn't seem to plan to play any psychological horror routine. Founder only saw the image on the TV beat a few times, and then it became clear. Inside is a girl who looks like she is in her early twenties and looks like a news host ... well, fortunately, there is no ancient well behind her, otherwise, the founder will consider calling the Holy Light to try out her hands.

"Hello, gentleman, and this lovely lady, thank you for coming to my world."

The woman's tone was a little anxious, but her expression was calm.

"There are some problems in this world, and I can't rely on my own strength to solve them, so I hope to get your assistance ... I'm sorry, I can only communicate with the two in this way, but I also have me Pains ......... "

"I think it's weird enough to make a video call with a black and white TV ... but I have nothing to say, so what do you need us to do?"

As he said, Founder glanced out the window.

"Frankly, I think the world has ..."

(Master, this world is abnormal)

But before Founder's words were finished, Nimfu's voice suddenly appeared in his head. When he heard Nimfu's voice, Founder paused and waved.

"Nothing, you continue."

"Ok."

Upon hearing Founder's answer, the woman paused, and then continued.

"To make a long story short, I don't know if the two people know the world, but ... the world has already had problems. It has deviated from its original trajectory for some reason. I need to correct it to avoid a bigger one. Harm ... But my power is really limited, so I hope to get help from two. Please two ... "

After talking about it, the woman paused, but went on talking.

"... Help me destroy some enemies."

"Oh?"

Founder looked up and looked at the woman on TV.

"who?"

"Their information is on the table for both."

Hearing the woman's words, Fang Zheng lowered his head and glanced in front of him. Sure enough, he saw a thick kraft paper bag on the coffee table in front of him—founder was sure, just a few seconds ago, there was nothing there.

But Founder didn't care about it. He picked up the kraft paper bag and opened it, then took out a thick stack of information from it. It says the target's name, gender, and everything they've ever done. Looking at the names of the characters in this document, Fang Zheng opened his eyes slightly, he thought for a moment, then put down the documents in his hand, and looked at the TV in front of him again.

"So, you mean let me kill these guys?"

"Yes, this gentleman."

The woman on TV nodded.

"Then you should know that I am human."

Fang Zheng leaned back on the sofa, but then he said something completely irrelevant. But the woman seemed to take no notice of it.

"Of course I can understand what you mean, but since I will ask you for assistance, I am sure of it. There is a key in that kraft paper bag, which will let you know everything you want to know ..."

Having said that, the woman was silent for a moment again, as if she was organizing the language.

"......... I think you will help me when you understand the truth of this world."

Hearing the woman's words, Founder reached out to pick up the kraft paper bag and fell down ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Sure enough, a small key that looked like a key to open some kind of lock slipped out of the kraft paper bag. The Founder reached out and grasped the key.

At the same time, the sound of the task sounded in the ear of Founder.

"So, I have one more question in the end."

Fang Zheng pushed his cake to the little angel next to him, and looked at the woman on TV again.

"What is your name?"

"………………"

This time, the woman was silent for a long time without talking. She frowned, as if thinking about something, as if thinking about something. Finally, the woman looked up, looked at Fangzheng and shook her head.

"I'm not sure if I have a name, but I know I have a code name."

Speaking of which, the woman's expression became somewhat missed.

"Martix ..."