People are collapsing, they are time travelers

But she couldn't deny it.

In this form, she is indeed very sassy, ​​beautiful, and... astringent.

Obviously, she just made a pair of colored contact lenses, dyed her hair, and changed her clothes.

The face is still the same face, why is it so astringent?

Wendy's current mood is just one word.

--dry

If I had to find a description, it would probably be...

I drew my own picture, but my family saw it.

I can't wait to buckle out a St. Freya Academy with my toes.

"Also, you shouldn't be wearing anything."

Anna, make up the knife again.

Looking at the picture from an angle, the Wendy in Memory Battlefield really doesn't seem to be wearing anything, not even a Band-Aid.

This time, it was even more bitter.

Chapter 27 Son-Father Duality

"It's astringent. Anyway, the data can be seen here."

Wendy, it's broken.

For the sake of confidentiality, Herrscher-related data will only appear in the Far East branch, and other branches of Destiny will not synchronize data with the memory battlefield of the Far East branch.

This is the only consolation for Wendy.

They have already died once, and it doesn't matter if they come a few more times.

Social death is like women's clothing, there are only 0 times and countless times.

There is no difference between 1 and countless times.

And anyway, everyone is a girl, so it's okay to be seen.

"Really, did you forget the deputy branch chief?"

Anna made another stab.

"And the two simulation data of the Herrscher of the Wind were made by the deputy branch chief."

Wendy was stabbed in the back.

"In other words, as a modeling siege lion, he fully understands every parameter and detail of the Wind Herrscher."

Having said this, Anna's eyes suddenly became wrong.

Looking directly at Wendy made her hair stand straight.

"Wendy, did you go to the deputy branch chief behind my back and do some unexplainable PY deal?"

A wicked smile hung on the face of the chestnut long-haired girl.

Even if you don't have to guess, you can know that her mind must be full of rubbish thoughts full of yellow waste.

But it's not her fault, but anyone who knows how the Herrscher of Wind in the memory battlefield came to think about it.

As the saying goes, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

If you don't see everything about her as a model, and even give it a try, how can you make such an almost perfect model.

"Fuck you, you're only doing impure transactions."

Wendy was so angry that Dang even grabbed Anna's face and ruaed.

She is ashamed to be with such impure-minded girlfriends.

(｀へ?)

However, as if realizing something, Wendy had a wicked smile on her face.

She said: "Hey, Anna, have you forgotten that your Ice Herrscher will also be added to the memory battlefield?"

"..." (⊙_⊙)

Anna was stunned, and the girl's eyes lost their brilliance.

She really didn't expect this one.

She wants to enter the memory battlefield = An Ran wants to build her model ≈ An Ran has watched her all over.

You have to be like Wendy, watching your other self in the memory battlefield, you are invincible in the world, using the defeat of other Valkyries to forge your own invincible throne.

So handsome, so sassy, ​​so bitter...

If it was possible to get rid of that last point, Ana felt she would gladly accept it.

But the level of astringency is too high, please forgive her for not being able to accept it.

For a traditional girl like her, nothing could be worse than this, even if everyone is a girl.

No, there is a boy.

That's even worse.

That feeling is so embarrassing that I can pick out a branch of the Far East with my toes.

No, this must be prevented from happening.

The dull eyes of the girl with long chestnut hair were filled with determination, almost overflowing.

At this critical moment when she was on the verge of death, the weak girl suddenly showed extraordinary mobility.

"Wendy, let's find Mei and let her change everything."

Wen Babatusti's eyes lit up, and she thought this idea was very good.

Raiden Mei, a qualified Herrscher of Thunder, is the most related account in the Prometheus Project.

The girlfriend of the person in charge of the Prometheus project, the kind that can get married on the spot.

If she is there, even if she can't make that shy self disappear from the battlefield of memory, at least it can add a layer of harmonious light.

Add a little cloth or holy light or something.

Moreover, with her relationship, maybe it can save her from being beaten in the next experiment.

"Then do it."

……

St. Freya College Dormitory

The girls who did not find An Ran in the office came to the room where Raiden Mei, Kiyana and others lived.

"Anna, Wendy, what can you do?"

With a gentle smile, Raiden Mei looked at Wendy and Anna who were hesitant to speak and asked.

"..." The two girls exchanged eye contact and decided to dispatch Wendy, the vanguard general.

"Mei, we want to ask you for a favor."

The two girls explained their purpose.

One is that Wendy wanted to avoid a little beating in the next experiment, so as not to let her face Ulandal.

The second is to let Anran harmonize the memory battlefield, and it is best not to make such a rough modeling in the future.

"Is that so?"

Raiden Mei is a little unclear.

She wanted to ask "how astringent is this astringency".

But looking at Wendy's expectant eyes, and looking at Anna's blushing face.

Think about the modeling of female characters in the games that Qiyana and An Ran usually play.

She thought it better not to ask.

Lest the two of them explode in shame on the spot.

"I can't help you too much with this matter."

Words can't be full, it's common sense.

"It's okay, I'm very grateful if you can help us."

Of course Wendy also knew that these were just polite words.

Since Raiden Mei didn't refuse, it means that the matter is basically done, at least the matter of reconciling the other self in the memory battlefield is done.

To be honest, she has no idea about what Prometheus planned.

"Then please wait a moment."

Standing up, Raiden Mei walked towards a room.

Before the door was opened, a bluffing sound could already be heard from inside.

According to her understanding, An Ran, Bronya and Qiyana should be teaming up to play games in secret right now.

"Xiaoran, I have something to see you."

The door opened, and before the scene in the room entered Leiden Mei's retina, she heard these words.

"Quick, call me Dad."

"..." Confused.

The magnificent amethyst-like pupils and Qiyana's blue eyes looked at each other, clearly seeing the unwillingness in the latter's eyes.

But... Raiden Mei is used to this scene.

Because, she has seen this kind of scene many times during this time.

When she heard An Ran make this request to Qiyana at first, she thought it was the two of them doing something shameful behind her back.

But in fact it's just a father-son solo game, whoever loses will be called dad.

In Enron's words, this is called "son-father duality".

However, it is a pity that so far, Qiyana has never won a game, and every time she was beaten, she was screaming and screaming.

The key is to keep cheating and refuse to fulfill the promise every time, but also persevere in challenging.

She is a foodie and loves to play, that's what she is talking about.

Obviously, the same development is happening today.

really……

"Death to the Lord!!"

The girl with the braids dropped the game controller and threw herself on the boy who made excessive demands on her.

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Chapter 28 A Man Cannot Die Twice

"You want to harmonize yourself."

"How is this possible? Don't you know that sharing pictures is the essence of life?"

Breaking away from Kiyana's entanglement, An Ran saw Wendy and Anna who came to ask for help.

Then, he justly rejected their request.

"..." The fist hardened.

Wendy really wanted to hit someone right now, she really wanted to hold down the arrogant face of the guy in front of her, and let him know the cruelty of offending the A-rank Valkyrie.

but……

Considering that the seemingly delicate body of the young man in front of him hides a power equivalent to that of a collection of Herrschers, Wendy decided to bear with it.