The daily life of a dimensional traverser

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The girl called her brother's name as she walked away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Ye Yixu and Xiaojun were also shrouded in darkness, and they returned to the original mysterious space where they could not see their fingers but could see each other clearly.

Xiaojun pulled his hair as hard as he collapsed, fully manifesting his scorched state.

"Don't be like this, hair is a very fragile thing." Ye Yixu heartily advises, "Beware of young balding."

"Is this the point!!!" Xiaojun was even more mad, "If I can't get out for the rest of my life, what use is it that I want so much hair!"

"Don't worry," Ye Yixu always has a fascinating self-confidence, "We will definitely be able to go out."

"Did you think of a way out?" Xiaojun rekindled hope.

"No." Ye Yixu was confident, "But if the outside world finds that we are missing, they will definitely not ignore it, at least my wife will come to me~"

"Cut." Xiaojun gave the show-loving mad demon a grimace.

At this moment, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy who bowed his head to paint a picture slowly walked past them.

Ye Yixu let out a whistle, "It seems that the second act of Memory Kill is about to begin."

"What do you mean?" Xiaojun still couldn't figure out the situation.

"Just follow along~"

Although the surrounding scenes were sometimes illusory and sometimes real, Ye Yixu vaguely realized that he and Xiaojun had inadvertently broken into someone's memory.

Except at the beginning, Xiaojun would be chased by strange nets when using super powers, and they never encountered an attack again.So Ye Yixu judged from this that as long as they did not show offensive intentions, this mysterious space would not actively attack them.

Ye Yixu and Xiaojun quickly followed the young man holding the painting book, but no matter how much they walked, they couldn't catch up with the slow young man.

As they walked, they once again passed through the darkness and came to a gray world.

The color here is not as bright as the previous picture, perhaps because it is raining in the sky.The surrounding buildings are no longer the folk customs of the countryside, but the classicism of the palace.Pedestrians wearing steampunk masks walk silently in the rain, and even if the streets are no longer crowded, they must keep an absolute distance from each other.

The young man with the painting book walked upstream in the crowd, looking out of place, but he still ran rampage, not caring about the eyes and sneers of others.

"The style of painting here is too far from the previous one..." Xiaojun couldn't help but complain, "Are you sure we are crossing into the world of one and two dimensions? I have never seen such a huge difference in style before and after. One and two yuan world!"

Ye Yixu couldn't help but wonder.Xiaojun's words are not unreasonable, but he is willing to swear by his personality, this is definitely not a three-dimensional world.

Since nothing here belongs to one, two and three dimensions, where is this mystery space connected?

Suddenly, some unknown object slapped Ye Yixu's face, and the funny scene made Xiaojun on the side laughing staggeringly.

Ye Yixu, who hadn't said anything about fucking, tore off the thing that blocked his vision and found that it was actually a letter.The neatly handwritten mailing address comes from a certain country in China, but the crookedly written mailing address is a string of letters that cannot be understood.

Xiaojun asked curiously: "What's written in it?"

Ye Yixu was still upset at the ridicule just now: "How do I know, and there is no clairvoyance."

"You don't know if you take it apart."

Xiaojun snatched the letter in Ye Yixu's hand and found that the envelope had been opened.The letter read--

"Dear brother Guo, how are you? My mother and I are very good, but I miss you a little. The fruits in the garden are ripe again, and I planned to send some to you, but the aunt at the post office said, waiting for the fruits to be sent to you. At that time, it was already rotten. So I had to help you share your delicious problem. Don’t be jealous of me because you can’t eat it. Hey~ By the way... Rhubarb still hasn’t survived this fall. , I'm going to accompany my father, but I think the two of them will keep company with each other and won't be alone..."

This is a simple letter from home, the text is simple but can make people feel infinite warmth.On the back of the letter paper, there are paintings of only children's level, but the colors are more brilliant than everything around.As for the content of the painting, Ye Yixu and Xiaojun are no strangers. It is the small farmyard and the fruit forest where they have been.

A piercing wind blew by, and the letters and envelopes were drawn into the air, leaving as hastily as they came.

Watching the family letter go away, Ye Yixu and Xiaojun's eyes fell back again, only to find that the surrounding scenery had changed.

At the moment, they are standing in an art classroom.Plaster bodies of various shapes and plaster statues of celebrities hovered above the classroom, like the sword of Damocles hanging above the heads of art students.

In the classroom, most of the students are seriously practicing still life sketching, including the boy who was holding a drawing book before.However, there are still a few people who are running on a run. For some reason, they pointed at the boy and laughed strangely.One of them began to rub the discarded drawing paper, and then smashed the paper ball against the boy's back.

The boy didn't look back, or even had any reaction. He still concentrated on painting, as if he was used to it.

Seeing that the boy ignored him, the person who threw the paper ball intensified and threw the remaining paper balls at the boy one by one.The teenager never paid attention, no matter where the paper ball hit his body.

Suddenly, the ball of paper hit the boy's painting, spoiling his color.The boy finally stopped painting and turned his head slowly, holding back his anger under his seemingly plain expression.

The guy who threw the ball of paper did not conceal his fault. He triumphantly took off the steaming mask on his face, and he was a proud rooster with gorgeous feathers.

Facing the opponent's provocation, the boy finally chose to endure his anger.He scraped off the damaged color with a palette knife and continued to paint silently.

But the rooster still refuses to let him go, and is about to launch the second round of unilateral paper team battle.

The paper legion that flew halfway suddenly stopped in the air.However, time did not stand still, and the gray curtains were still swinging with the wind.

It turned out that Xiaojun, an unbearable bystander, activated his superpowers and stopped all the paper balls with static electricity.Then Xiaojun waved his hand, and the static paper ball smashed back to the rooster's body, sparking lightning along the way.

The rooster jumped directly from the seat, yelling with fear.Everyone was roaring with laughter, only the boy was still immersed in painting, as if everything that happened in this world had nothing to do with him.

Xiaojun laughed with the students, and was complacent about his masterpiece.In an instant, a large net fell from the sky and captured it again.