Girl Elf Travel

Since the update of the supplementary P station was written at 8 am yesterday, this meeting is really sleepy.

Sure enough, it would be better to stop the game next week, and I will feel very uncomfortable if I can't do the double update for a long time.

As compensation this time, let's make up a supernatural character design.

PSS:

A long-lost push book.

A Conan fan written by a friend I just made, it is said that the heroine may be Sister Bei and Xiao Ai.

"I started a company in the world of Conan"

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Chapter 81, Wubo's Past

God has always had a doubt in his heart.

In theory, Wubo should be a social elf, but when I met the pink Wubo, it appeared alone.

Is it because of a different color that he was rejected by the ethnic group?

Shen Shuzhi and Alice discussed similar possibilities, but in the end they didn't think it would be the reason.

In fact, most elves have their own nature.

Miaomiao will become expressionless because of her powerful mental power, which is difficult to control.

Chrysanthemum leaves don't like to fight by nature, so their bodies develop a fragrance, and the sweet fragrance can weaken the opponent's fighting spirit.

Although occasionally a small number of individuals appear special, generally speaking, elves should not be too contrary to nature.

Even the chrysanthemum leaf, which is recognized by the gods, its character is the result of years of abnormal accumulation.

So what kind of elves are Wubo?

Carefree and free.

Look for food when you are hungry, and play with your friends when you are full.

As if they don't know sorrow and trouble, they are such a group of elves roaming in lakes, rivers and other water sources.

Pink and blue, for Wubo, they probably have no way to sort out the difference, so even if it is a different-colored variety, pink Wubo should not be excluded by the population.

But it finally appeared alone in the psychedelic forest, and was further captured by the gods.

In fact, when she first discovered Pink Wubo, Shen Shi didn't notice any signs of memory fragments on its body. She just opened the waveguide's vision to explore the surrounding conditions, and thus discovered a confused and restless mind.

It's lost, it doesn't know where to go.

As if seeing the original self, the divine consciousness couldn't help stretching out its hand to it.

The next development was just as God had expected, he gave Wubo a goal, and changed its character little by little.

But that's not enough, God's consciousness must understand its past, only by understanding the source of its character, can she untie the knot in her heart.

Now, she has returned to the past time and space.

[Memory Fragments: Unintentional Man's Wish Backtracking Expands]

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The sound of running water.

The pink Ubo slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the whitening sky.

Before he had time to perceive the surrounding situation, a strong sense of hunger came from deep inside his body.

Every part of the body exudes the desire for energy, even in the water, God still feels a dryness in his mouth.

Very hungry.

Even when he first came to the world, even if he still had some money, he never felt hungry.

"... Wuba."

But the owner of the body has long been accustomed to it.

The pink Ubo shook his feet and slowly swam to the shore.

"Uba."

"Uba."

Unknowingly, many partners gathered around me.

From the perspective of pink ubo, the gods silently watched those blue ones.

The Wubos swayed and moved their short feet, and slowly lined up to the shore. The pink color mixed in it was so conspicuous, but they didn't care at all.

Pink Wubo's movements were a little slow.

so hungry.

Pink Upo hasn't felt full for a long time.

Luckily, the Ubbos found the fruitbush in no time.

Ubos are small in size, and they only need one orange fruit with a sweet smell in front of them to fill them up.

Pink Ubo swallowed secretly, it couldn't wait to fill its stomach.

Wubo's team moved forward slowly, and it didn't take long before it was pink's turn.

"Uba~"

The pink Wu Bo just opened his mouth to swallow the orange fruit in front of him, but the squeezing force from behind made him fall to the ground in embarrassment due to inertia.

"Uba."

That's not what it sounds like.

The other Ubo, which was originally behind it, opened its mouth and ate the orange fruit. While chewing, it looked curiously at the pink figure lying on the ground.

"..."

The pink Wubo didn't make any protest, it just stood up silently and queued up again.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it finally got food at the end of the line.

A small unripe fruit.

This time there were no other Ubos pushing, and it swallowed its hard-earned fruit in one gulp.

The sour taste filled the mouth, mixed with a bitter taste, even if she didn't taste it herself, the taste overflowing in the heart of God still made her feel it immediately.

It is wronged.

Why are you being bullied by your peers when you obviously did nothing wrong?

Even though the same experience has been repeated many times, Pink Wubo still doesn't understand what went wrong.

……

Because it has never been regarded as a companion by other Wubo.

The gods sighed silently.

Alice and she both made natural mistakes.

It is difficult for people to use themselves as a reference, and Wubo is the same.

The pink one has seen all the creatures around it since it was born. Even though it can perceive that its own color seems to be a little different, it still tries hard to blend into the group of Ubos.

However, for other Ubos, it is not a companion at all, everything is just its willingness.

Innocence is the greatest cruelty.

It never occurred to them that ordinary Ubos were not smart enough to recognize similarities in size.

When the pink Ubo was in line, the Ubos were still confused as to why it had inserted itself into the line.

It has a special pink color, it is a heterochromatic elf, and it is a rare species that is unique in thousands.

Like an incongruous cacophony in a movement, it is forever at odds with the Wubo tribe.

The speechless god recalled one thing from his intricate thoughts.

"Miss Maid, in fact, many wild heterochromatic elves can't appear in people's sight at all, and most of the discovered heterochromatic elves are the leaders of the population."

"They are too special, so special that they are incompatible with the entire growth environment. Most of the heterochromatic elves can't even wait until they grow up and die young, and the heterochromatic elves that really grow up will basically integrate the ethnic groups."

If you can't adapt to the environment, let the environment adapt to you.

The rare color in the eyes of ordinary people is more like a curse in the conclusion of the research.

So, what will the cursed one do next?

The god who has been observing all the time silently observes the surroundings through the perspective of pink Wubo.

The Wubos had already scattered and left, and it took a long time to raise its head blankly after it was indulging in grievances.

"... Wuba?"

The high-altitude sunlight fell through the leaves and became dim, and a faint white mist rose up, and after a while, the thick mist dispersed all the light.

PS:

The next update will be later.

Chapter 82, Ubo and Tears

Thick fog filled the air.

Even though he had grown up in this lake for several years, Wubo had never seen such a dense fog of unknown origin.

From Wubo's heart, the divine consciousness felt its panic and confusion.

At this moment, it heard whispers together with the gods.

A voice sounded from the depths of the dense fog, which seemed to be the cry of an elf, but neither Wubo nor God could understand the meaning.

Maybe it's better to leave.

Instinct made Wubo subconsciously want to turn around and run away.

"How annoying."

A hoarse male voice sounded from Wubo's side, and at some point, a man stood there.

His face was thin, and there was no emotion in his stern expression, as if the negative words just now did not come from him.

"Emridor, the God of Emotions..."

The man slowly stretched out his hand from behind, in [&

"The superfluous things, sooner or later I want all of them to be wiped out."

The fierce sense of crisis continuously issued warnings from Wubo's heart, and the ferocious aura of the man around him made his feet tremble endlessly. Wubo, who originally wanted to escape, could only fall down on the soil with his legs and feet limp.

An extremely slight sound caught the man's attention.

"...A strange-colored elf?"

Putting his hands behind his back again, he stared expressionlessly at Wu Bo, who was possessed by the divine consciousness.

There was a rumble, and a van came up behind the man through the fog.

"Boss Chiri."

A woman stepped down from the passenger seat of the truck, and she stepped forward to talk easily.

"We have brought the goods back from the port."

"Well, good job, Suixing..."

Even in the face of his subordinates who called him the boss, his compliments did not bring warmth.

Boom!