My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Dr. Avery smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, but still couldn't figure out why the scattered soldier wanted to spread the name of Rhode Island.

This fucking stragglers, doesn't he know that by announcing his identity, he is pushing the Ministry of Magic towards Latan Magnus? !

Dr. Avery viciously thrust his cigarette butt into the overflowing ashtray, staring gloomily at his cell phone, which he used to contact other time travelers, and seriously considered whether to send the Dark Sword Demon to the Ministry of Magic...

Either don’t do it or never do it!

Kill both Fudge and Umbridge, and I will be the head of this department!

Dr. Avery didn't want to carry out this plan from the bottom of his heart. He was a lazy guy and his grades had always been at the bottom from elementary school to vocational high school. If the body he traveled to had not mastered English and French, he would not even be able to understand what the people around him were saying.

This is why he looked down on Hogwarts. As a vocational high school dropout, he thought Hogwarts was just another rotten place that brought him countless memories of being bullied and oppressed.

Rather than letting him take on the job of managing the Ministry of Magic, it would be better for him to do the thing that caused him to travel through time again - suffocating from the smell of his mother's boots, and dying from lack of oxygen as no one discovered him for a long time.

He would rather die again than go to work!!!

Dr. Avery felt a splitting headache as he grabbed the gray and sparse hair of this body. It was all because of the stragglers, all because of this big stragglers! He was such a fucking big stragglers!!!

"Hey? Are you planning to change your hairstyle?"

Hearing this coquettish voice, Dr. Avery looked up at the door of the room. Kalana, who had silver hair due to her Veela ancestry, walked in disheveled and took a box of unopened Marlboro cigarettes from his table.

She unwrapped the package skillfully, popped out a cigarette and caught it in her mouth. She took out her wand and poked the cigarette butt, then took a deep breath. The nicotine filling her lungs made her face look enjoyable. After a long while, she exhaled the thin smoke from her mouth and nose. "The Sassoon family and the Rothschild family are both taken care of."

It took Dr. Avery some time to remember the task he had assigned to Kalana. He asked the half-Veela to win over the tycoons and oligarchs in the British financial world. "If I remember correctly... Sassoon and Rothschild are both--"

"Jewish, that's right." Kalana's shoulders were half exposed. If Dr. Avery didn't know that there was a middle-aged fat man's soul living in her body, he would have definitely fallen for her smile. "Those old ghosts had a very high sexual interest in my twelve-year-old body. I just let them rub and pinch a few times, and they almost forgot their own last names."

"Well..." Dr. Avery resisted the urge to vomit. "Since the two largest chaebols have sided with us, the lifeblood of the government is in our hands. How is the plan to accommodate ordinary people going?"

"We only captured a few thousand strong laborers." Kalana flicked off the ash from her cigarette. "The British are really useless. The military and police have been dispatched but their efficiency is still so slow. In addition, some ordinary people have begun to resist the government forces on a large scale. It's very troublesome..."

"What a bunch of damn ants! It's their honor to serve the time travelers! And they actually dare to resist!" Dr. Avery was furious. He slammed the table, causing the ashtray to bounce on the spot, and the gray-black residue was scattered everywhere.

Karana blew out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "How about..."

Dr. Avery covered his aching palm. The old man's body was useless. He suspected that his metacarpal bone was broken by the blow just now. "If you have to fart, fart now."

"I'll send another warm snowfall, covering the whole of London..." Kalana smiled charmingly, "but Wembley Stadium, as a construction site, won't have a single snowflake fall. I don't believe that, driven by human nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm, these mortal ants won't scramble to be our workers."

Dr. Avery was delighted at first, but then he hesitated. "What if they all run away from London..."

Karana said faintly: "Britain is a country surrounded by the sea."

"What do you mean?" Dr. Avery didn't understand. He had never taken geography classes from elementary school to vocational high school.

"Didn't you send Ghost Shark, Skadi and other deep-sea hunters to join forces with Godzilla?" Kalana said impatiently, "Why not just let that nuclear-powered lizard land in the direction where the ants are escaping? I don't believe this won't scare the ants off."

"Yes, yes, you are right!" Dr. Avery was overjoyed. "Amiya!"

The brown-haired girl with bunny ears walked in from the door, lowered her golden eyes, and asked respectfully, "Doctor, are you looking for me?"

Kalana had long been accustomed to Amiya's submissive appearance. She didn't even say hello to Dr. Avery, and went out directly to prepare for the warm snow to fall again, and also took away the whole pack of Marlboro cigarettes.

Dr. Avery didn't notice Amiya's abnormality at all. "Did the deep-sea hunters find Godzilla? Where is it now?"

"According to the positioning on the PRTS terminal, Godzilla is hovering in the waters near Fukushima, Japan."

Dr. Avery was stunned: "Where is it going and what is it doing?"

"Drink nuclear wastewater, Doctor." Amiya replied, "Miss Skadi said that Godzilla is full of hostility towards Japan and is expected to land in Fukushima in two or three hours."

"Tell that big idiot to leave Japan alone!" Dr. Avery said angrily. "Isn't it just the war of aggression against China? Tell that stupid fat lizard to turn around and go back to England immediately!"

"Doctor." Amiya said helplessly, "If it turns around, it will have to cross the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans, and its speed will be even slower. It would be better to let it pass through the Bering Strait and the Arctic Ocean..."

"Are you teaching me how to do things? I think you are itching for trouble!" Dr. Avery was furious. "Get over here. I want to teach you what it means to be a cripple..."

Amiya raised her head and glanced at Dr. Avery indifferently. The old man suddenly trembled all over, like a snake whose spine had been pulled out, and he suddenly stopped.

*Host——sizzle——I am disturbed by an unknown force——sizzle——*

"Self-examination." Dr. Avery heard his voice trembling.

*Since - sizzle - inspection...*

*Host, the system is 100% intact, no faults or abnormalities were found. This fault was verified to be a misjudgment, and you will be issued fault compensation. *

With a loud clatter, 2000 synthetic jades poured onto the table in front of Dr. Avery. He immediately showed a look of joy on his face and waved his hand to Amiya: "I forgive you this time. But this won't happen again, understand?"

"Okay, Doctor." Amiya bowed slightly, turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Dr. Avery alone.

Holding this huge pile of synthetic jade, Dr. Avery almost howled like a wolf. In his previous life, he stole his grandfather's pension to recharge it, and was beaten half to death by his father after being discovered. Although he has the system in this life, he still has to let his operators rub the synthetic jade one by one.

Unexpectedly, the system gave him 2000 synthetic jades as compensation for a malfunction. He was more than just happy. He even wished that the system would have such malfunctions every day so that he could get 2000 synthetic jades every day!

After being happy for a while, Dr. Avery put the synthetic jade into the storage space. Thinking of the threat that Latarn Magnus's Primaris Factory posed to Rhodes Island, he decided to call Siegfried who was far away in Italy.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Siegfried's sleepy and resentful voice rang out: "Why are you contacting me so late? Don't you know there's a time difference between England and Italy?"

Dr. Avery asked in surprise, "What happened? Did Virgil fail to successfully bring down the demon world?"

"Don't mention him to me! I get angry when I hear this!" Siegfried yelled, "This kid didn't clean out the soul of the original owner in his body when he traveled through time. Now he has split mentally. Half of his body wants to bring down the demon world, and the other half wants to kill us travelers!"

"Can't the Yama Blade split the soul? Help him cut out the soul of the original owner."

"Then I have to know where he ran off to!" Siegfried said angrily, "Although I copied Virgil's talent, that kid used a dimensional slash to directly jump through space. Now no one knows where he is except himself!"

"Then you are also——"

"I can only copy talents, not the Yama Blade!"

"Tsk... forget it, forget it. First, find a way to copy Giorno Giovanna's Stand, 'Golden Experience', and also get the Bug Arrow that can evolve the Stand into 'Requiem'." Dr. Avery said, "Now, please help me make a prediction first."

Hearing Dr. Avery's request, Siegfried's tone calmed down a bit, but he was still in a bad mood: "Tell me, what do you want to know? Don't be too broad, be more precise, otherwise the prediction will be very vague."

"I..." Dr. Avery thought for a moment and decided to ask what he was most worried about, "Will I be killed by Magnus and his forces?"

After a brief silence, Siegfried's voice came from the phone: "I can't see a future in which he kills you, so he won't."

"Is this true? Are you sure?"

"The prophecy in Harry Potter is 100% true. Voldemort did so many precautions, but he still died at the hands of the Boy-Who-Lived. I'm hanging up now. Call me next time after calculating the time difference. Don't disturb my sleep!"

Siegfried hung up the phone rudely, but Dr. Avery looked happy.

First, there was compensation for the system failure, and then he would never die at the hands of Magnus. It was simply a double blessing!

In comparison, the extremely scattered mistakes made by the scattered soldiers seemed forgivable.

Dr. Avery decided to add another layer of insurance. He picked up his phone again and called the time traveler who possessed the Fun Man System.

After a short busy tone, an electronically synthesized female voice came from the phone: "Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please call again later..."

Where has this kid been?

Dr. Avery frowned, took out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes from the desk drawer, opened it, put a cigarette in his mouth, and looked through the smoke at the night outside the window and the brightly lit construction site of the giant land ship.

Tonight, many people are destined to have trouble falling asleep.

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In a few hours it will be daybreak.

Latan played with the Originium crystals collected from Kal'tsit and sat in Hagrid's hut with a smile on his face.

Minamoto Kiyotaka and Dante stayed up all night with him. The half-blood sleepily flipped through the book "Three Years of Building the Foundation, Five Years of Refining Qi" translated into English by Zheng Shilong; the half-demon yawned again and again, dismantling and reassembling his twin guns "Ebony" and "White Ivory", each time faster than the last.

Hagrid was lying on the only bed in the cabin, holding the hound Fang. The floor beneath the bed was littered with empty bottles of whiskey, rum, vodka and brandy. His snoring was louder than thunder.

Even if Principal Angers and Professor Mans made phone calls one after another, issuing one order after another to each person on the call, they could not disturb the gamekeeper from his dream.

Ever since Latan told Angers that the King of Ocean and Water, one of the four great kings of the dragon clan, would awaken in the Greenland Sea not far from Britain in a few years, the century-old dragon slayer had become as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. People were worried that he would die of cerebral hemorrhage before he could slay the dragon.

“Pompeii, as the directors of Kassel College, you, the Gattuso family, must take the lead… What do you mean your son’s birthday is coming soon?!”

Ange turned around abruptly, and the mark of purity that Latarn had given him fluttered on the back of the phone. "I know, I know...Give Caesar my regards, and I'll give him a Porsche as a present for his fourth birthday. But I'm talking to you about slaying dragons now! When the King of Ocean and Water awakens, I want to see your Gattuso warriors on the battlefield, or I won't let you celebrate your next birthday, do you understand?!"