The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

For example, the prompts on the subway and the noisy voices around them were not talking in Z, but in R.

The general environment had changed. Xia Ling had learned R, so she could translate it in her mind, so she could talk daily.

She was now like a fish in a can, squeezed in the corner of the subway.

She held the subway handrail by her hand, and on the other side was the light and shadow that passed quickly behind the subway.

The silhouette reflected on the subway's glass, and Xia Ling could see herself.

She was now wearing a uniform, a white shirt, and a black wrap dress.

Judging from her physical condition, the original owner of Xia Ling's book this time was a well-built married woman from country R.

Working Class, family situation... ... embarrassed ...

Apart from a plain silver wedding ring, there was no jewelry or accessories on her body, much less perfume.

How could a plain and simple woman let her wear a book?

"Hai Hai, let me receive the plot and the original owner's memory. "

She was standing in a remote location, and with the degree of overcrowding in the subway, even if the subway met with an emergency or suddenly stopped, the crowding would not make Xia Ling stagger a step.

From the identity of the heroine from the book to the subway to the people around her, this world was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

In order to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations, Xia Ling had to understand this world as soon as possible.

Hai Hai: "host, the number one character is approaching. The danger level is three stars. It is not recommended to accept the plot now. "

Xia Ling: "Number One character? "

"Yes, this world... ". ... And the other worlds that we entered before, it seems to be a world that was deliberately disturbed by someone. When we just entered, it seems that we were discovered by the origin system of this world. The origin system will use all its strength to keep the plot normal. Host, you have to be careful."

"okay, got it. " Xia Ling took a deep breath and was ready to fight.

As a mission taker, the origin system was the thing they were most afraid of encountering.

The original operation of a world had a fixed script. In another dimensional world, the Creator wrote.

The will of the Creator was embodied in the book through the world, which was the origin system. The origin system had the right to repair everything.

And for a book through the mission taker like Xia Ling, traveling through these worlds was like a bug.

Once they completed the task, the origin system would be reorganized according to their experiences in the world.

When the Creator looked at the new work, he would also think that these were the works that they had created based on their own inspiration. Everything would be fine.

However, once the Creator's subjective consciousness was firm, the origin system that they had left in the world would be very strong.

The origin system would not allow any bug that could destroy the main storyline to exist.

And if the mission did not change the original storyline, then the mission would fail.

The origin system and the mission user were natural enemies.

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Xia Ling stood in a corner and looked around at the people around her.

In country R, most of the people who had to squeeze into the subway early in the morning were office workers. They were all different, but their expressions were the same.

The heavy work made them look dull, sleepy, and boring. There was no extra expression on their faces.

So, among these people, who was the number one person she should be wary of?

After looking around and not finding anything, Xia Ling withdrew her gaze.

She leaned against the wall behind her and stood there, as if she had returned to her original state.

This time, however, she was extremely focused.

Just as she turned around, an almost tangible gaze fell on her from behind.