Fairyland, Big Problem

"This Masked Superman work is a bit interesting..."

"you do not say."

Boss Zhang was elated when he heard that others recognized his beloved.

Taking advantage of the time agreed with President Lin, Wen Jiu borrowed the "Masquerade" comics collected by Boss Zhang to read first.

Cartoonist: Lin Zhengyi.

Maple Leaf Press.

"Eh, there was Maple Leaf Publishing House so long ago?"

"Yes, when I was in junior high school, Maple Leaf Press was established."

Flip through the manual comic book, the first volume opens with a general world view background, human beings continue to pollute the environment, and there are a lot of garbage and barren mountains outside the city.

Finally, a living monster was born from the garbage, destroying the city.

At this time, the protagonist appeared. By transforming the scraps of garbage into armor materials and weapons, he turned into a masked superman, defeated the garbage monsters, and advocated an evolutionary environment.

The plot is not novel. The reason why Wen Jiu thinks it is amazing is because the comic writer Lin Zhengyi is so particular about garbage sorting.

Garbage monsters correspond to garbage collection and classification, and Masked Superman will also use the corresponding recycling methods to attack, turning waste into treasure.

After knocking down the monsters, use the type of enemies in this episode to firmly promote a wave of environmental protection.

"Boss Zhang, do you know that this is the work of the current president of Maple Leaf Press, Lin?"

"I know, my classmates and I grew up with his comics, and now I'm still looking forward to a sequel."

"Maple Leaf Press, Zhengyi Lin, President Lin..."

Wen Jiu recited the other party's name silently. Originally, he was not sure whether President Lin's dream image would be environmental protection or animation. Now that the two elements are combined, the information is more solid.

"Thank you Boss Zhang, I have to go first."

"Eh? Why don't you read on?"

"No." Wen Jiu, who walked outside the door, turned back proudly, "I'm going to see President Lin himself."

After closing the door of the office, there was a howling, "What?! Hey, take me with you-"

At the appointed time, Wen Jiu arrived at the roadside and waited for the car sent by President Lin.

It was night road again, and light rain again.

After going through yesterday's evil, Wen Jiu felt a little nervous about Yuye Street, so he must find a way to summon a spirit.

Even if you give Summoning a hug to the tail, it will be a companion after all.

There is no Pokémon culture in the current world. The elves in the game interface seem to have traveled to another world like Wen Jiu. Even if they belong to the wild, they are still regarded as companions by Wen Jiu.

Slightly.

The black sedan stopped in front of him, and the driver got out.

"Mr. Wen, right? I'm President Lin's assistant."

"Hello."

"You're welcome, get in the car, the rain is getting heavier."

The weather after nightfall is a bit like yesterday. First, the wind blows and then breaks the rain, then the thin rain line and the bean-sized raindrops.

The direction of the vehicle is also the same as yesterday, heading towards Maple Leaf Press.

The road conditions became familiar, and Wen Jiu even saw the street tree that was pushed aside by the evil yesterday.

Thankfully, Xie Xie didn't take Wen Jiu as his first target, and Qian Axiong and his colleagues from the SWAT team were all there, otherwise he might have to travel again...

Turning on the game show and seeing the elves playing carefree, I felt a little relaxed.

The player left the ticket booth and gently stroked the singing Fat Ding beside the Ferris wheel. The soothing notes echoed in his mind, and the hypnotic effect was first-rate.

You can't fall asleep in the car.

The gas bomb next to him approached, making a "hissing" air leaking sound.

In fact, the frequency of gas bombing to and from Sweet Dream Paradise will not be lost to Xiangwei Miao, and they are also frequent visitors, but Wen Jiu has never been close to it.

Thinking of what the God of Dreams said, to reach a friendship and bond with the elves, Wen Jiu felt that his mentality was a bit wrong.

"Do you want to touch too?"

【watt~si-】

The purple sphere floated up, and Wen Jiu couldn't help laughing and laughing. He controlled the game character with his mind to touch the gas bomb.

【si~】

The "feel" is directly fed back to the brain. The texture of the touch is similar to a large basketball, with the texture of hard rubber.

Thinking about it carefully, Kojiro is really good, he can chat with a gas bomb.

[My friend, this is for you. 】

"Um?"

A purple sphere fell in front of the gas bomb.

"Give it to me?"

[Give it to you. 】

It is really gentle to treat elves in order to be rewarded. Wen Jiu thanked them and picked them up.

A text prompt box pops up:

Get it, smoke ball.

"Smoke Ball!"

Escape props can be understood as a common bridge in anime.

The enemy (often a ninja) throws a few smoke grenades on the ground, then disappears into the smoke.

The smoke **** of Pokemon are similar, and the elves carrying the smoke **** must escape successfully.

The pumice stone sent by the backpacker can be used in reality, and theoretically Wen Jiu can also use the smoke ball to escape from the battle.

Just as he was thinking of going somewhere to try it, a prompt from the driver came from the front driver's seat.

The speed of the vehicle gradually slowed down, and Wen Jiu discovered that it was raining the size of a bean outside.

Game interface, equipped with pumice stone, its own weight is halved.

There are evil things in the current world, even if the probability of appearing in the city is very low, you still have to be careful when entering the mode.

In addition, the smoke ball is not carried by the player, but directly used...

"Mr. Wen, come this way."

With the big umbrella open, the driver waited outside the car door for the distinguished guests invited by President Lin to get off the car, but the young people in the car were studying fighting methods that did not belong to this world.

"thanks."

Following the driver into Maple Leaf Publishing House, there are still a lot of office lights on at 19:00 at night.

The elevator went straight to the top floor, pushed open the double-sided rustic wooden door, and President Lin was already waiting inside. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Compared to Boss Zhang's office, President Lin's side is much more lavish.

The ground is a thick blanket of exotic style, and the steps are silent.

There are bookshelves on both sides of the room, and painted porcelain vases more than one meter high stand in the four corners, with the gorgeous feathers of rare birds stuck in them.

"Mr. Wen, I've invited you here."

In front of the open boss's desk, President Lin asked the others to leave the room, and asked Wen Jiu to sit across from the desk.

"President Lin, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Heart disease, heart disease."

Seeing He De serve his sentence with ease and welcome new students repeatedly, President Lin felt that he was the most disdainful and useless person.

He hoped that Wen Jiu could also give guidance and make him feel better.

You must know that severe depression and guilt have endangered President Lin's health.

"Well... I'll try."

With euphemistic lines on his lips, Wen Jiu's eyes locked behind President Lin, where there was an image of a beautiful dream composed of light white shadows.

Yes, before the commission was fulfilled, the image of the beautiful dream was already visible.

I didn't see it last night, but it appeared today, which shows that my recognition of my ideals has improved, or that my original obsession is quite deep.

So far, apart from sticking to his post and thinking of his descendants Qian Axiong, there are only two children whose dreams have been concretized without entrustment.

And the one behind President Lin looked a little familiar.

Masked Superman.

Compared to Boss Zhang's dream image, President Lin's Masked Superman seems to have upgraded his equipment with an extra long-handed weapon.

The images of the two of them are both Masquerade, but Wen Jiu knows there are differences.

One is the childhood dream of becoming a justice messenger, and the other is the original intention to promote justice and environmental protection...