Boss, the creator of this chat room, seems to be the boss of the several members introduced earlier in reality, riddle people, occasionally... I often have a secondary disease, and I don’t know whether my brain is missing or my brain structure is too novel.

The first time I spoke in the chat room was the opening lightning strike, saying that I was a revolutionary destined to open the prelude to the new world, and the king who should have held the ownership and power of the world. The people in this chat room were the combat teams they prepared, with clear division of labor and were all the elites of the world. Ratto Maru Rika entered the chat room because she fell in love with her potential.

To be honest, it is actually not a big problem. There are so many people talking like this in Japanese chat rooms. Fujimaru Riki can enter five such chat rooms in one day.

As for whether it is the King of the World, Tengmaru Rika, please keep your opinion, but the girl thinks that it would be too outrageous if the King of the World had to rely on chat software to contact her elite team.

Is Twitter's superior replacement for governing the country?

However, Fujimaru Rika was born to be casual and care about such strange people the most, and she herself has a lot of experience in how to get along with such people.

At first I just found it interesting, but then I left it in the chat room for almost a year before I knew it.

The guys in the chat room are all talented and speak nicely. When you enter the chat room, you will be like going home!

Even a guy like the boss who has a weird brain circuit will be righteous when he should take action. Last time, Fujimaru Rika said casually that she wanted to find an opportunity to travel to China. The boss said bluntly that he was a local and had to take on such a big responsibility to arrange everything. He sent her dozens of pages of ppts.

The route of action, hotel accommodation, treasured restaurants, tourist attractions, and even the flights and seats were selected. It was said that this location could peek face to face at the long black silk legs exposed when the flight attendant was resting.

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——Swipe her card.

The potato chip girl was also generous, and she actually posted the VIP card of the five-star hotel in her itinerary, saying that she would first pack the top floor. Now she came here and happened to meet the City Lighting Festival, saying that she must let her enjoy the pleasure of a female director of a listed company.

At first glance, I thought it was a new type of fraud. Fujimaru Rika agreed with a smile, but the next day, she just left the door and received a hotel reception slip from the entrance from the envelope.

After confirming the authenticity, Fujimaru Rika naturally contacted the potato chip girl to see if she could get a refund, but the other party only replied.

【Not worry, I just haven't expired last year.】

Fujimaru Rika: "........天彩."

After this incident, Fujimaru Rika completely understood that there were not many normal people in this chat room, and the most time was also a Wall Street tycoon.

Today, after obtaining mysterious information from the Bajia of Sheqi, she had new ideas.

Maybe, what if what the boss said is true?

(The King of the World...)

Fujimaru Rika looked at the avatar of the boss who started to browse the screen on the phone. On it was an Asian boy who looked a little stupid, a little cowardly and a little a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit

(But even if it is true, I have nothing to do. The best way out now is to slowly master the basic information on the mysterious side and accumulate experience in the Eighth School of the Snake Qi.)

The mature and reliable former savior had no idea of ​​alerting the enemy. She replied with a smile and opened the text message interface behind her back.

There is a new user who was added there, named [Kaguya Hime]

Fujimaru Rika: [Can you get all the dragon clan related information that I can query?]

Goto Maru Rika wanted to close the interface after typing this passage, but she didn't expect that the opposite side would directly display it and reply in seconds.

Kaguya: [Of course, do I need to perform relevant screening and sort it into physical text?]

Is this too considerate?

Fujimaru Rika was amazed and compared the Chaldean, which should have been born ten years later, and recalled it carefully. It was really not as convenient and advanced as it was.

(Sure enough, if there is no difference in the original origins of the two worlds, the magic of this world probably does not exist.)

The difference between the two worlds is that magic is no longer sought after, and it may even be replaced by another mysterious force before the concept of "magic" is discovered. People began to develop their level of civilization in other ways, so they reached a higher level.

I was thinking questions in my mind, and I was typing to confirm.

Fujimaru Rika: [No, I will finish it as soon as possible]

Kaguya:【Okay.】

Although there was a thought like "Is such a confidential thing sent here like this?", if you think about it carefully, this artificial AI called Kaguya Hime is a complacent artificial AI in the Hachi family. Although Fujimaru doesn't understand the distribution composition of the mysterious side of this world for the time being, she decided to believe them for the time being.

The origin of the dragon clan, gene discipline, alchemy manufacturing, spiritual genealogy...

It doesn't seem like it can be done immediately.

With a leisurely expression, Fujimaru Rika decided to postpone this matter for the time being.

If it was her previous life, she would definitely not have done so, but now the situation is different--

"Well... I'm so hungry, I couldn't eat those dishes in the end..."

He hissed and felt a sound of protest coming from his belly.

After confirming the trip, Fujimaru Taka closed his flip machine and strolled in his jacket pocket with his hands in his jacket's pockets to bathe in the neon lights at night.

There are no stars in the night sky, and the sky looks so dark under the bright lights, which is completely different from the scenery she saw in Chaldean. Every time she sees such a scene, Fujimaru Rika will sigh.

And this is even more so today. Looking at the sky, she was completely sure for the first time.

I am no longer in my original world.

There is no magic, no heroic spirit, no demon god who wants to burn human reason.

Although I can save the world, but...

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"It doesn't matter if I don't have this world..."

The white mist that came out of his mouth rose upwards, and Fujimaru Rika looked at the sky with her eyes fixedly.

Just now, the girl was told that she was not so reborn as she was traveling into a strange world line.

The world that must be saved by oneself, its own fate has ended.

In this world, I am no longer the protagonist, but just a member of all living beings.

The back of the hand was illuminated under the dim street lights, which contained the fairness and tenderness of the young girl, but I couldn't see the familiar red mark that was once a familiar one.

He is no longer the only remaining emperor in the world, no longer the only savior. Even if he falls, there will be thousands of "people" behind him standing up and defeating the so-called Niedhog, the evil dragon king.

It would be better to say that there must be guys who are more persevering and ambitious than themselves, right?

After all, no matter how I look at it, it's just an ordinary jk...it's now jc.

Since that's the case, there's no worries at all.

The girl may have never been afraid of the battlefield, she just worried that who would be able to set foot here again without her.

The refreshing emotions that had never been seen were almost gushing out, and Fujimaru Rika wandered easily on the streets of Tokyo.

She had already walked for a while, and the private and secluded forest near Longwuzhu passed by and gradually headed towards the bustling direction of the city. The back door of the National Tokyo University is good. There is a food street with wooden vans parked on the street. This kind of human car is called "Raーメン台" in Japan. It is specially designed for selling ramen or Kanto cooked snacks.

The windows are opened to make the awning, with two wooden benches placed on the shed, and the guests sit on the wooden bench to eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car. Although the sparrow is small and has all the organs, the soup pot and ingredients are arranged neatly on the chopping board.

After the guests sat down, the dark blue cloth guitar just covered their upper body, creating a private environment. Compared with the "famous ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this kind of trolley are a little worse, but the price is also much cheaper.

Smoke curling up from the roadside, which was the afterglow of hand-pulled noodles rolling in hot water. Compared to the noble and upscale private ancient house, Tsuka Fujimaru prefers to walk towards this corner full of fireworks, laughter and laughter.

Thinking of it, she walked towards a ramen cart she knew and lifted the paper curtain.

after all--

"Good evening for Master Yue!"

"Oh oh oh Lixiang Jiang, long time no see! How long hasn't been here for me~ Yosi! Add a soft and boring egg to you!"

Other customers: "?"

After all, Fujimaru Rika is just an ordinary person!
Chapter completed!