PFC Chapter 719 Date A Live
Chapter 719 Date A Live
Chapter 719 Date A Live
My name is Zhou Mingrui. I’m an emotionless killer, or to put it more nicely, an assassin.
He is currently carrying out a mission in the reincarnation space, participating in the Holy Grail War in the Marvel Universe and temporarily staying in the Continental Hotel.
Logically speaking, he should have completed the mission despite numerous life-and-death crises, and returned to the reincarnation space without leaving a cloud behind with a wave of his sleeves.
But reality is a little different from what we imagined.
There are no teammates who are scheming against each other, only senior guys with thighs so thick they can explode and new girls who are easy to chat with.
I didn't encounter any dangerous accidents. When I walked on the street at night, I couldn't even see any heroes or 0 yuan shopping.
Even when working as a waiter in a hotel, trying to earn some dollars to bring back to the real world, I still encountered this kind of thing.
“Heh~heh~heh~”
Crash-!
The sounds of humming and showering came from the bathroom. I didn't know if it was the rose-scented shower gel or shampoo, but it passed through the unclosed door and floated into the room with the steam.
"Ms. Nana, I bought some change of clothes for you."
Zhou Mingrui stared intently at the walls covered with exquisite silk wallpaper with delicate floral patterns.
He used his assassin's ability to make his body as light as a feather, and quickly and silently walked to the only place where he could place his belongings, an intricately carved coffee table, and put down his shopping bag.
During this time, he tried his best not to look at the women's underwear scattered around next to the crimson velvet curtains, wet by the river water.
It's not about being shy, it's just about not looking at anything inappropriate.
"I'll put your clothes here for you."
Zhou Mingrui shouted: "If you need anything else, please contact the front desk."
As soon as he turned around, his keen hearing heard the creaking sound of a valve closing in the bathroom, and a figure wrapped in a bath towel opened the bathroom door and walked out.
"Zhou, wait a moment." Nayako walked out of the bathroom with wet long hair.
Girl, I'm really not that kind of person.
At this time, Zhou Mingrui was mentally prepared and planned to decisively and politely reject this girl who was inexplicably enthusiastic and open-minded towards him.
It’s not a gentleman’s reason, it’s just that the concept is not appropriate.
"Tip." Nayako took out a ten-dollar bill from her wallet.
"."
Zhou Mingrui looked at the banknote and his toes tapped involuntarily in his leather shoes, but he still expressed his gratitude sincerely.
I must have been influenced by the prince of the Nidhogg Group who likes to send me private messages and erotic pictures in the WeChat group where I often work.
"Disappointed?" Nayako showed a mischievous smile, as if she could see through people's hearts and said: "I am not a casual girl either."
"But if you want to stay tonight, Zhou"
Nayako glanced at the single bed and said with a sweet voice that melted everyone's heart and a defenseless smile, "Sure~."
"You misunderstood. Thanks for the tip."
Zhou Mingrui quickly took the 10-dollar bill and walked out the door with big steps, not forgetting to close the door when he left.
Is this the foreign style?
Although there were many foreigners in the company where he worked before, it was the first time that Zhou Mingrui encountered such a "hint" that was so straightforward that it couldn't be more straightforward.
The key point is that the other party is not Qiao Biluo, but a real beauty in reality.
This is too advanced for a social animal who will automatically change his job to a magician when he is about to turn 30.
"Huh..." Zhou Mingrui let out a long sigh, happily put the tip in his trouser pocket, turned around and walked towards the food refresh point 'back kitchen'.
Huai Shi should be at this time.
槐诗
"What did he mean by that sentence before?"
Zhou Mingrui suddenly stopped and said, "He is her, isn't that right."
Before, when he was at the Paradise Hotel, he saw Huai Shi enter the men's restroom with his own eyes. How could such a cute boy be a girl?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Even if she's a girl, why tell me?
Zhou Mingrui suddenly felt a little tired today. Maybe it would be a good idea to go back to the Simmons mattress in his room and have a good sleep.
He had already walked to the kitchen door and based on some mysterious intuition, he chose to eat less.
But as soon as I turned around, I saw a girl who appeared out of nowhere and had long, faint blue hair falling from her shoulders, sitting on a chair at the front desk of the lobby.
The white skirt fell from the edge of the chair, revealing the shoe straps and white ankles.
Be familiar with.
It seems familiar.
"Brother Zhou." The girl looked up at the stairs weakly: "She is a bad woman"
No, sister.
Please wait a moment.
patter
A pair of hands gently rested on Zhou Mingrui's shoulders, as if a threat from a natural enemy or a predator at the top of the food chain came from behind.
In the extreme depression, a solemn face with downcast eyes whispered in Zhou Mingrui's ear:
"My friend, you have a new mission."
After a while.
Zhou Mingrui, who accepted the task of 'making that Outer God shy' and then sealing his power through 'kissing', went back to his room in a daze.
On Huai Shi’s shoulder, the shadow of a crow solidified.
Huai Shisheng raised his hands helplessly and asked, "Why should I participate in this?"
"What if he is blinded by lust and greed and really falls for the beauty trap?" Su Lin sighed helplessly, "Thank you for keeping an eye on him, Huai Shi."
"Compared to that kind of woman who has no known origin but is very active, it would be more attractive for a good brother to suddenly become a woman, right?" The crow lifted Huai Shi's chin with its wings:
“It’s all about saving the world.”
Huai Shi looked at the serious man and bird in front of him, but suddenly he had the illusion that he was the only person in the entire hotel.
"Really?"
Of course it's for fun, silly.
Amidst the roar like the roar of a giant beast, time passed quickly, and the magic light that was more dazzling than lava flowed quietly on the matrix spread throughout the stone chamber.
Only when the things that terrify life are mixed back into one, does the stone chamber return to peace.
"Stephen, are you okay?" Claire stepped forward to support Stephen, who was surrounded by a bunch of evil monsters just now.
"Hahaha..hahaha I'm fine. I'm fine." Stephen panted heavily, and his eyes, which were almost red, recovered after closing for a moment: "It's okay, it's okay, this spell was really a little bit illegal."
He raised an index finger, shook it gently twice, and then shook his head, which was still shrouded in some brain fog.
The eyelids of several reincarnations nearby twitched a few times.
To explore the origin of the universe and trace the history of time and space, the spell that requires completely releasing all monsters is called Yi Dian Dian Bi Yan
This Doctor Strange is really too humorous.
"I'm sorry, Claire. You." Stephen looked at Claire who was already close to him and wanted to remind her but didn't know how to start:
"Let me go, don't worry about me so much. I'm just a dead ghost, not the Strange you know."
"Sorry." Clea also realized that she had overreacted a bit, including her current behavior:
"But I always mistake you for him. You two are almost exactly the same. Sorry."
She said sorry, then rubbed her forehead, trying to stop her out-of-control emotions from interfering with her rationality.
"I can understand, but I'm far worse than him." Stephen retracted his hand that was halfway raised to the other person's shoulder to comfort him, and turned to look at the few people with gossipy eyes:
"Let me tell you the conclusion first. I used some favors to get this answer."
The four reincarnations, including Nanaya Shiki, focused their attention on Stephen.
"A view of all dimensions of space and time throughout the multiverse, including all history known to the observer."
"Holy Grail War."
"It is definitely not something foreign. It has been taking place since the beginning of the universe, and even before the reincarnation of this universe."
Stephen walked up to Nanaya Shiki, took off the black-framed glasses on his nose, and said:
"The history of the Holy Grail War has never been tampered with, Nanaya, and this universe may be your true home."
Nanaya Shiki's eyes twitched wildly.
He never expected that after he and others confessed everything, including taking the initiative to reveal their scars and their origins in order to seek deeper cooperation.
This black strange thing actually came to such a conclusion.
Stephen: "Qiye, are you listening?"
I'm listening, but do you want to hear what you're saying?
"The Pocket Universe Federation, which is composed of a senior team, sent us a beacon."
Lou Baiyu walked up to the two of them and interrupted:
"They invited all teams to unite to end the Holy Grail War, and disclosed the space-time beacon of the 616 main universe, preparing to hunt down the God of Steel."
"They also mentioned that a force disguised as reincarnations had infiltrated the Holy Grail War."
"It should be coming for you, Strange. We are not strong enough for them to take notice."
"Haha, as long as there are some powerful heroes who will not agree to terminate it." Stephen smiled and said:
"Well, whether or not the 'Devourer of All Worlds' you showed me is real, I am now more curious about another thing."
"Why doesn't the reincarnation space that issued you the mission care about keeping secrets at all?"
Seeing the confused people, Stephen, with dark circles under his eyes, began to draw circles in the air, and dozens of different pictures appeared.
That was in New York City, where battles broke out one after another. Whenever a Heroic Spirit or Master left the battlefield, a new one would take over.
"Did you find it?" Stephen asked:
"Not only have you failed to slow down the progress of the Holy Grail War, on the contrary, the Reincarnators have leaked relevant information in various parallel universes, seeking help."
"More and more people know about this ceremony."
Stephen waved his hand to close all the mirrors, and then put away the treasure that supported him to cast spells without restrictions, a 0-dimensional space formed by the destruction and collapse of the universe.
"The reincarnation space has always been like this, regardless of whether the reincarnated person keeps the information confidential." Nanaya Shiki said.
Stephen shook his head and said, "This time it's different. The undead from the entire multiverse are involved."
"Cherish your life, don't waste it."
The dark cave was filled with smoke and there were footsteps coming from outside. Stark would never forget the man lying in a pool of blood.
Ethan, a man who saved himself twice.
Once was on the operating table, and once was when the Mark 1 was activated, and the other party picked up a weapon and went out alone to buy himself time.
"I will"
Tony Stark muttered:
“Of course I will cherish life.”
Surrounded by flowers, honors and applause, as a superhero and the smartest scientist, he did not waste every minute and every second that came his way.
For the sake of world peace, for the happiness of mankind, and for the safety of the earth, I think more than anyone else.
Nick Fury?
He is too mediocre and too narrow-minded.
Steve Roger?
His ideas are too old-fashioned. Not only are they obsolete, they are also lacking in wisdom.
As for other superheroes who have met or never met.
Haha, we should be thankful that nothing happens like in the comics or movies.
"Mediocre people like to worry about themselves, but I help them solve their troubles."
A statue in white steel armor sat on the sofa, holding a red wine glass in his hand, and said: "In a sense, I am God."
What the hell are you talking about you lunatic?
Tony was stunned for a moment, but then he heard the same familiar voice coming from the other side.
"To be precise, I am just playing a human being and helping humans move towards a better future."
I was not wearing an iron armor, but only a pair of sunglasses. I was standing on the podium, spreading my arms in an exaggerated and proud manner:
"Isn't it? Tony Stark has that ability, and other superheroes, countries, and the military often just make things worse."
No, Stark just wanted to get some work done and then go home for dinner, especially if that dinner was prepared by the cooking master Emiya.
He wanted to say this to the guy on the podium, but
"Ethan, sometimes I feel like I shouldn't be alive unless there's a purpose."
A self in a white shirt sat in the workshop, fiddling with the weapon in his hand: "For example, maintaining the stable order of the world."
The first sentence is too extreme, but you are right about the second sentence.
Tony Stark felt a sense of resonance in his heart. At least this self of his looked more normal.
"so."
Tony, who was wearing a white shirt, raised his head and suddenly looked over here: "You're just looking at me like this?"
what?
"You have the smartest brain in the universe, and now you're handing everything over to someone else, to a god you don't even trust?"
I still trust him more.
"Really?"
Tony in the white shirt stood up, walked up to him, and asked, "But this is your world. What right do they have to take away your mission?"
They are my friends
"These things should have been done by me." Tony in the white shirt pointed to the workbench beside him and said:
"If they complete their mission and leave, I can handle this all later, right?!"
Following the direction the other party pointed, Tony Stark saw a series of design blueprints.
Those were various weapons and technologies that he had stored in other worlds and had not brought back.
He did not devote his whole heart to learning magic and fairy arts. Instead, he treated spells with different effects from the microscopic to the macroscopic levels as parts, combined their principles, and with all kinds of creative ideas, a lot of new products emerged in a blowout manner.
"You shouldn't just sit there and wait for death."
When Tony Stark was staring at those things, he didn't notice that a figure that seemed to be made up of black particles was standing behind him.
The nearest black shadow turned into white steel armor in the blurry illusion and stretched out its hand towards him.
"Togo."
"Big Piece of Shit"
"Tony Stark!"
As if someone was calling him, Tony turned around and looked behind him, and everything suddenly disappeared in a flash of white light.
"Are you okay?" Ge Xiaolun asked.
"Not bad." Tony rubbed his eyes, shook his head, and asked, "Did I fall asleep?"
(End of this chapter)