What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

"Tokyo..."

Feng Xiaona's expression froze.

"What's the matter, Cortana? Don't you like Tokyo?"

"No, let's go to Tokyo together, sister, as long as I can travel with my sister, no matter where Xiaona goes!"

If Cortana had a tail, she would wag it gently.

"It's great to have you as my sister."

"I also feel very happy to be with my sister."

Although there are only two people in the family, this home does not seem empty, because this family is no less warm than any other family.

It's just that both Xiaohe and Xiaona are very clear that a family cannot live without a man, and that man's name can only be Gao Sijin.

Feng Xiaona went back to the room and closed her eyes.

Now she has all the memories. The moment she met Fengna's eyes yesterday, all the memories flooded into her brain, and even Fengna and Feng Xiaona's consciousness can communicate with each other, as if they were one person.

Rather, they were originally the same person.

For example, now that Feng Xiaona is sitting in the bedroom with her eyes closed, her consciousness can come to Feng Na's body sitting in the library.

"As expected of me." Feng Na's voice came from Feng Xiaona's consciousness, "When I received my memory yesterday, I didn't shout out because of it. You don't look like a 14-year-old girl at all."

"Do you mean that I saw that I stabbed Brother Sijin's chest with a meat cleaver?" Feng Xiaona asked.

"Yes, and when you learned the news of your sister's death, your expression was still calm. This terrible sense is just like mine."

"Because when I received your memory, I also received your personality, knowledge, and most of your abilities." Feng Xiaona said in a non-human tone, "In other words, you are a A dilapidated computer, and now your hard drive has been copied into my body, I am you, even if you die, I will inherit all your resurrection."

"That's right." Feng Na smiled, "This is a very appropriate metaphor. In the future, memories can be copied and inherited, and those rich people achieved 'immortality' in this way, but this feeling is really strange. "

"What's so strange?"

"It's almost like having schizophrenia."

"Didn't you have schizophrenia the moment you killed your brother with a meat cleaver?"

"That's right."

After escaping to country A in North America, Feng Na was once tortured by mental illness.

It was not until a year before a compromise was reached with that terrible personality.

"In about two weeks, you will be on winter vacation, and I will be in Tokyo then, but with my current ability, I should not be able to save brother Sijin, and I should die."

"But it doesn't matter, because you die, you will be resurrected in my body, just like a drone for detecting traps, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed."

"Yes, I don't care. When I die, you will get all the information I got before I died, so work hard to become stronger, another me."

"For brother Sijin's happiness, for sister's happiness, and for my own happiness."

"Death is not terrible, what is terrible is losing the ability to love."

Volume 22 #Chapter [-] The maid has an arsenal

At ten o'clock in the morning, Feng Na wanted to go to Baiye Bookstore to visit Qu Analysis.

But after arriving at the Baiye Bookstore on Jinling Middle Road, the bookstore closed its doors for the first time and was not open for business.

"Isn't it there? I knew it."

Although Feng Na felt a little regretful for not being able to see Qu Xiqian, her expression seemed to have a premonition.

Fortunately, she saved a hand in advance and marked Qu Xiqian's body in advance through GPS, so now Feng Na only needs to turn on the phone to confirm Qu Xiqian's location.

"here it is……"

About two hours later, Feng Na drove to the wilderness outside the magic city, where there was no one inhabited, except for an ancient temple that had been abandoned for a long time.

Even though it is still daytime, this place already feels a bit scary. If it is night, a place like this can be used to shoot some horror-themed movies, even if it is haunted here, it is not surprising at all.

The driver is a warm-hearted uncle. He asked Feng Na why she came to this kind of place alone, and said that the girl should not let herself go, life is precious, and she should not be deceived by a scumbag.

Feng Na smiled and said that she is a student of archeology, and she came here to conduct research, and used these seemingly reasonable reasons to prevaricate the driver.

After getting off the car, the car that sent Feng Na to the barren mountains left, and Feng Na walked slowly towards the ancient temple on the top of the mountain alone.

According to the previously marked GPS, Qu Xiqian's location is near the ancient temple, and she is getting closer and closer to her location.

"Qu Analysis, come out quickly."

Feng Na walked towards the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, and at the same time called out the name of the maid of Baiye Bookstore.

The boots are on the muddy path, like this kind of place, I feel that throwing the body here after murder is definitely a good choice.

It was about to coincide with the red dot on the screen of the mobile phone, but Qu Analysis Qian still didn't answer from the beginning to the end.

"Qu Yan, come out quickly, you who like paper books, are good at cleaning with your hands, and prefer to make coffee by yourself, you do not belong to this era."

--boom!

A sudden gunshot broke the silence.

The bullet made a hole five meters in front of Feng Na.

On the roof of the ancient temple, a British-style maid with a sniper rifle took off her round-framed glasses.

Her pupils looked a little strange. She had only a pair of jet-black pupils after taking off her round-rimmed glasses last time, but now those pupils had turned into one yellow and one green pupils of different colors.

"Is that so?"

Feng Na smiled.

Qu Xiqian muttered to herself. On her green pupils, the number in her line of sight showed 120, which meant that there was a distance of 120 meters between the two of them.

On the yellow pupil, some other auxiliary data are displayed.

Temperature, 3; Wind Speed, 3.2; Distance, 120; Offset Angle, 30.

Those eyes were terrifyingly sharp, like a falcon looking for prey on the ground.

"I have no malice."

"You are an agent of the Time Management Bureau. It is hard for me to believe you." Qu Xiqian reloaded the bullet again, and said to Feng Na who was approaching, "If there is nothing else, please go back, I want to stay in this era, because This is my job."

Feng Na raised her hands high, indicating that she did not want to be an enemy of Qu Xiqian.

In fact, when she went to Baiye Bookstore last time, Feng Na realized Qu Xiqian's abnormality. At that time, she had a jet-black pistol on the counter. Others might not know about that seemingly ordinary pistol, but Feng Na But it is very clear.

That pistol was produced by North Industries Arsenal in Country C in [-]. The bullets fired can automatically track the enemy through infrared tracking like Sidewinder missiles.

Qu Xiqian also had a sense of disobedience at that time, and Feng Na felt that her movements were too perfect, not like a human being, but like a machine.

In [-], World War III broke out.

Four years after the start of the war, the first batch of cyborg transformed soldiers entered the battlefield.

The biochemical transformations passed by those soldiers included neural connections, robotic arms, robotic eyes, built-in weapons, outskeletal skeletons, and weird mimic appearances.

After entering the battlefield, they quickly became a powerful force that made the enemy fearful. They could adapt to any harsh environment and could not eat, drink or sleep. The only shortcoming was the occasional phantom limb pain, but that was completely harmless.

When Feng Na saw Qu Xiqian in a maid dress for the first time, she immediately thought of the remnants of World War III.

"I'm not asking you to go back to your time."

In Qu Xiqian's field of vision, he immediately began to scan Feng Na's whole body. In this way, the prosthetic eye can distinguish whether the enemy is really hostile.

In chaotic times, the cost of trusting others is often death.

After confirming that it was correct, Qu Xiqian's heterochromatic pupils turned back to black, and she put on round-rimmed glasses again.

After calming down, she is no different from an ordinary literary girl in Japanese anime dramas.

She carried the suitcase and jumped from the roof of the third floor. It took only a few seconds from the jump to the landing of her feet. prosthetics.

"What are you here for, Feng Na? Why did you come to me?"

"I only have one purpose, and that is to rescue Gao Sijin who was kidnapped. I think our purpose should be the same. As long as we work together, there should be a way to rescue Gao Sijin." Feng Na approached Qu with her hands raised high. Analysis shallow, "What do you think?"

Qu Xiqian nodded and said slowly:

"The era I live in is actually not the period of the Third World War. As the first batch of biochemical transformation soldiers, my life span is fully maintained until the day I see the destruction of the earth."

"What is the reason for the destruction of the earth, the fifth world war?"

"No, it's because of the invasion of alien civilization."

"Like the three-body problem?"

"It's not that kind of invasion. The invasion I'm talking about is more cultural invasion. The master's work had a chance to save all mankind, but it failed. Human beings have forgotten what they should be most proud of under the culture of advanced civilization. What is there—the words condensed by their imagination.” Qu Analysis said, “As long as there are books, human beings have the hope of facing the end.”

"Will books be the last cards of mankind?"

"Yes, so I plan to go to Tokyo in the near future to save the master from those people. This is my duty as a maid."

Qu Xiqian motioned for Feng Na to follow.

Walking into the back of the dilapidated Buddha statue in the ancient temple, a secret door is opened. There are many munitions stored in it, and even a lot of munitions come from the future world. Although there are no weapons of mass destruction, an elite assault team is armed. Totally more than enough.

As a maid, it is not surprising to have an entire arsenal.

Volume 23 #Chapter [-] The Many Problems of Fiction

"Gao Jun, I might let you go out recently."

In the evening, in front of a table full of sumptuous dishes in the palace restaurant, Yuexue Lixu held Gao Sijin's arm and said with a gentle smile.

"go out?"

Gao Sijin couldn't believe her ears.

I always feel that going out again is about to become a long-lost thing in the past, and I feel that my feet have not really belonged to me for a long time, and I have set foot in the outside world.

He excitedly held Yuexue Lixu's delicate little hand:

"Lixu, are you really willing to let me out?"

"Gao-jun is really like a child." Yuexue Lixu tapped her snow-white finger on Gao Sijin's lips and said, "Of course I will let you out, after all, kidnapping Gao-jun to my side is completely wrong. For the sake of Gao Jun's happiness, and Gao Jun is the author of the novel after all, so there are many things that Gao Jun must meet with the responsible editor in person to clarify."

"My editor is in Guangzhou. Every time the novel I write is signed, the contract must be sent to Guangzhou."

"What's the matter? Gao Jun is no longer the author of that novel website. Now Gao Jun's works belong to me alone." Yuexue Lixu said with a sexy and charming smile on her lips, "Soon Gao Jun will The responsible editor who met in person is the editor in charge of Taka-kun alone, presumably Taka-kun should have heard of Dengeki Bunko, Fujimi Bunko, Kadokawa Bunko, etc.?”

"Although I don't know much about the market in J country, I am also a writer of light novels."

Gao Sijin took a sip of red wine, cut off a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

For a long time, Gao Sijin has had an unparalleled longing for the successful animation of light novels.

And many successful animated dramas have been adapted through animation by the above-mentioned three masters of light novels. Those works are still familiar to Gao Sijin, and the plot of the story is still fresh in his memory.

"But the carrier of the novel I wrote is completely different from the Japanese light novel, and the text is also..."

"You can rest assured, Mr. Gao, that all the translation matters should be left to me to handle."

"In translation, you should pay attention to honesty and elegance. Is it really okay?"

Yu Qingxue walked behind Gao Sijin and patted Gao Sijin on the shoulder:

"Let me tell you, master, do you think that if the lady wants to translate your work, she will find an ordinary translator? To tell you the truth, the person who translated your novel is a well-known professor of the Chinese Department of Waseda University."

Morgana, the blond maid standing on the other side of Gao Sijin, also spoke in fluent Chinese:

"In order to find a suitable translation for the master's book, Miss Yuexue spent a lot of money. In terms of quality, it may be better than Gao Jun's original text. Miss Yuexue really loves you, Master. oh."

"But, in terms of storytelling, is my book really comparable to those light novels?"

Gao Sijin was a little nervous.

He also read some Nikki before, and felt that Nikki wrote more like real stories, while most of Guoqing's works were more like a cool article in the cloak of light novels, using routines to win people's hearts...

In fact, in order to obtain the results recognized by more people, Gao Sijin also shows signs of moving closer to Shuangwen in writing techniques. If you put Riqing's works on the Pineapple Pack light novel APP, a large part of them may be exposed. die.

"Gao Jun."

Tsukiyuki Rixu suddenly shouted louder than usual.