Fairyland, Big Problem

At the end of the song, President Lin burst into tears on the window sill. His hurried crying almost drained the air in his lungs.

"Lin Zhengyi!"

"Lin Zhengyi!"

"Lin Zhengyi!"

The cheers of the fellows rose from wave to wave, and more passersby came to watch.

The police station has long noticed that there is a suspected sao disorder in the Maple Leaf Publishing House section, and sent 30 duty vehicles to maintain order.

The director of the Changle City Police Department raised his horn, "What are you doing? Don't obstruct the traffic, and evacuate quickly."

The friends didn't come to cause trouble, they sent two or three representatives, apparently from nearby cities or even farther away, to come to support President Lin, hoping to restart the Masked Superman project.

"What?!" The director turned the horn immediately, "Lin Zhengyi! Come on!"

The adjutant beside him quickly stopped him, "Director, we are on duty!"

"Shut up, subordinates are not allowed to smack their boss!"

The cheers rose again. President Lin took the amplifier equipment from his assistant, and his words were choked up.

"Thank you all, but I can really..."

On the game interface, Wen Jiu did not receive any prompt message, indicating that the dream commission has not been completed.

Really ask me to offer my sincerity, why do you hesitate?

"Xiao Lin."

Another vicissitudes of speech came, and surrounded by friends, five old people stood directly below Maple Leaf Publishing House.

"You are still the same as before, full of enthusiasm and too sensitive."

"Yes... it's Director Wu!"

The die-hard Kamen Rider fan club quickly recognized that the five old men were all former members of the Kamen Rider animation production team.

This is what Lin Zhengyi calls his best friend.

Back then, they were so poor that they created "Masquerade" that influenced a generation with their passion for animation and environmental protection.

"Old Wu, you..."

"We've been watching you, how about it, Lao Lin, we'll either take a back seat or retire. Do we dare to join hands and fight against the banner of justice?!"

"Can I really still create..."

Everyone looked at the top balcony of Maple Leaf Publishing House with bated breath. Lin Zhengyi's old hand was clutching the guardrail, and he kept asking himself whether he still had the talent to lead the crowd.

Will it disappoint fans?

Wen Jiu is more anxious than he is. If this hurdle is not overcome, there is really no possibility of realizing his wish in the future, but he can't force the old man over 60 to do something...

In the image of Sweet Dreams, Masked Rider looks left and right, he has been searching from the beginning, looking for something around him.

Fight!

Everyone is inspiring Lin Zhengyi, but Wen Jiu is the one who is the most paddling.

You must do your best as promised!

In the hands, the gradient feathers from goose huang to light green appear, exuding a warm luster.

Unfortunately, only the player himself can see it.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Jiu still clicked to confirm, and used Feather of the Crescent Moon to further refine his ability to analyze the image of Sweet Dreams.

Behind President Lin, Masked Superman has two more companions.

Similar styles of armor, slightly different weapons and equipment.

A third companion appears with a computer-like device, and Kamen Rider forms a team.

"This…"

Wen Jiu somehow flipped through the manga of Masked Rider these days, but he didn't see that Masked Rider had any companions.

He has been fighting alone.

Inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of the development of existing credibility.

Lack of PA equipment, Wen Jiu gathered his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted at Maple Leaf Press.

"President Lin Zhengyi! After several psychological treatments, I am sure that you have already drawn some of the sequels of Masked Superman in private! You have not given up at all!"

President Lin's movements froze, and the air he acted seemed to freeze. The distinctive eye-catching headlights of the garrison were flowing with bright luster, which was out of tune with the surroundings.

"Yes...Yes!" The last line of defense in his heart was defeated, and Lin Zhengyi felt light.

"I, Lin Zhengyi, didn't give up on Masquerade at all. I have a new manuscript, it's up to everyone to dare to walk with me again! Masquerade needs more companions!"

"Oh!"

"Lin Zhengyi!"

"Masquerade!"

"Hahaha…"

The deafening cheers echoed incessantly, and other Changle City residents stunned that they thought there was a celebration here, and came to participate in one after another.

It was not until the director of the police station was criticized by the official superior that he organized manpower to divert traffic.

The game interface keeps popping up text prompts:

Dream Points +3;

Dream Points +3;

Sweet Dream Points +3…

One of them is particularly eye-catching: Dream Points +33.

"Huh." Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, his legs wobbled, thanks to the pumice effect supporting him.

"I'm so lucky, I guessed it right..."

In the image of the dream, Masked Superman has been looking left and right, looking for lost companions, and the new characters that have been further refined are either Lin Zhengyi's ideas or have been drafted.

Wen Jiu made a bold guess, and if he guessed wrong, there was not much difference.

Luckily, I bet on the new moon feather, otherwise, whether I can complete the commission will have to be a question mark.

In the end, the six founders reunited at Maple Leaf Publishing House. Friends wanted to see the follow-up, but unfortunately they could not give the impression of "Masquerade fans making trouble", so they dispersed in the garrison's guidance.

When Wen Jiu went to work the next day, Boss Zhang didn't come.

These days he is tired enough, it is time to rest for a while.

"Wen Jiu, come deliver with us, hurry up!"

The employees who were dispatched to receive the club returned to their positions~www.novelmt.com~ hurriedly began to replenish the goods, and it was obvious that there was a shortage of manpower.

"Oh." Wen Jiu quickly followed, "What's the matter? Some areas of the supermarket have been closed, and business must have been bad recently."

"What's wrong, it's sold out, you know!"

The staff in front pushed the full delivery trolley in front of Wen Jiu, "The more than 2,000 customers who came suddenly, as long as some of them buy from us, the supermarket will be empty."

It's just a small supermarket. Even if only half of the friends buy some mineral water, instant noodles, bread, snacks, etc., the corresponding inventory in the warehouse at the back will be empty.

Today, the friends are evacuating one after another. Knowing that the owner of the small supermarket is leading the charge, he will also come to take care of a wave of business. A single replenishment will definitely not be able to sustain.

Wen Jiu thought that his entrustment this time would bring an economic blow to Boss Zhang, and he was worried that it would be unnecessary.

Busy from morning till night, and finishing the work in the cooked food area for the evening meal, I was exhausted.

In the original owner's body, even if there were pumice stones, it would still not be able to work all day, and the benefits of daily exercise were obvious.

Click to open the game interface.

The player's current health is 11.

The physical attack value has not changed and remains at 2.

It's normal. Wen Jiu can't fight.

On the contrary, special defense and special attack +1.

In other games, special defense and special attack are equivalent to magic defense, magic attack, or magic power. Wen Jiu doesn't have any magic operation, but he feels better.

"Maybe the special attack and defense corresponds to the mental power..."

The most significant numerical increase comes from Dream Points.

Lin Zhengyi's 33 points.

There are 3 to 4 of the more than 20 friends who have communicated with each other.

The player’s current sweet dream points are 119…