Zongman: Flandre's Room at the Beginning

Ignoring Irena's angry cries in the group, Wang Lin had already arrived at the confinement room.

I opened the door and walked in, but before I took a few steps, I saw Shizuyama Mashiro squatting in the corner.

Realizing that the other party hadn't noticed him at all, Wang Lin immediately came up with an idea. He cast an invisibility spell on himself, then released the corpse and controlled it with puppet magic.

So, from Mashiro's perspective...

"Eh? What's the door... Is it Minister Tsurugi? Please tell me, I will accept any verdict... Minister Tsurugi?"

“Hehehe…Hehehehe!”

"How...Ahhh!!! W...what?!"

Turning his head to look at the door, he did not see the familiar Minister Hecheng, but instead saw the corpse on the ground.

At this time, a corpse with only half a head was crawling towards him on the ground, making a strange laugh.

The most terrifying thing was that she was lying on her back with her head turned 180 degrees, looking straight at herself.

"Give me back my life...ah..."

Looking at the corpse crawling towards him with its eyes fixed on him, Shizuyama Mashiro was surrounded by fear and could not move at all.

Irena's body was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that they were about to touch it.

"Give it back to me..."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

With a scream, Shizuoyama Mashiro gave up resisting, hugged her legs tighter, and buried her head in her knees.

Feeling that it was about time, Wang Lin lifted the invisibility magic, walked up to Mashiro, and put his hand on her head.

"Alright, alright, Miss Irena isn't dead. You only hit one of her bodies. I'm here to help her recover it. As for your punishment, I've recorded what happened just now. It should make her smile. It's all right now."

It was not until this moment that Shizuyama Mashiro looked up in a daze.

Her eyes were red and there were tears on her face. It was obvious that she was scared and crying.

But she also heard what was said just now.

"Really... everything is alright?"

"Yeah! It's really okay now. I just wanted to punish you, so don't blame me, okay?"

As he spoke, Wang Lin put the corpse next to him into the system space.

“Wow…Wa ...

Finally relieved at this moment, Shizuoka Mashiro could no longer hold back. He rushed forward, hugged Wang Lin, the only person he could see, and started crying.

In response, Wang Lin hugged her, touched her head with one hand and patted her back with the other to comfort her.

The crying stopped after several minutes. After Shizuyama Mashiro realized the current situation, they immediately separated.

"I'm sorry... I just..."

"It's okay. Adjust yourself, wipe your tears, and then go meet everyone. Don't make them worry too much."

"Um..."

Wang Lin left, and as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Jian Xian Hecheng leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

It looks like it has been here for a long time.

"Mr. Wang Lin, you are such a wicked person."

"Huh? I'm not lying! I really need to use this video to apologize to the other party. If I let Mashiro face the other party directly, it won't end so easily."

"...Ha~! I see... I understand. Thank you."

"Yeah, you're welcome. Ms. Tsurugi, go get ready with everyone. Mashiro will probably have some psychological trauma this time, so you guys have to help her get over it~?"

While speaking, Wang Lin put his hand on He Cheng's head as a habit.

As a result, because of this, Tsurugi was still standing there in a daze until Mashiro came out.

"Minister Hecheng? Why are you here? And your face is so red, what happened?"

“No…no no…Gahhhhhhh!!!”

boom! ! !

Perhaps because he was too nervous, Jian Xian Hecheng directly bumped into the wall next to him.

"Hecheng...Bushi?"

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[(Fantasy Township) Traveler No. 4: (Video.mp)]

Irena: You're using my corpse to do this...

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: After all, I killed you once, so of course I have to punish you!]

[(Fantasy Village) Traveler No. 2: How about this video? Did you feel relieved after watching it?]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: Now that you put it, it's true.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: You guys...]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: Do ​​you guys eat humans?!]

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: You can eat it.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko:? ]

[(Chuunib) Rikka Takanashi: Yeah, that's still possible. I'll remember it and try it next time.]

[(Blue) Hoshino Takanashi: Let me ask you first, Rikka-chan, how are you going to try it?]

Rikka Takanashi: It's easy. I'll learn this magic first, then die in another world, go back and retrieve my body, and then control my own body.

[(Fantasy Village) Traveler No. 2: What a genius idea! How did you come up with it?]

[(Group Leader) Yan Yanyan: Don't say it, although your approach is a bit naive, it is indeed quite interesting to watch.]

[(Group leader) Yan Yanyan: I'm talking about the video.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: Tsk!]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: I have nothing in common with you guys.]

[(Group Leader) Yan Yanyan: Miss Hezi, you'd better get used to it sooner rather than later. What if a human-caused crisis arises in your world and you're the only one left to resolve it?]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: How is it possible...]

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: Smiling Coffin.]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena:? ]

[(Fantasy Township) Traveler No. 2: Although I don't remember the plot very clearly, I do know it.]

[(Fantasy Village) Traveler No. 2: He was the president and a member of the murder guild, the Laughing Coffin, but you killed him with your own hands.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: How is that possible?! Stop lying! How could I possibly do something like that?!]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: Um... is that true? ]

[(Fantasy Village) Traveler No. 2: Bao Zhen.]

[(Group leader) Yan Yanyan: It’s guaranteed.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: ...]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: I still can't believe it.]

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: It's okay, kid. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The truth will tell you.]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: So, can you return my body now?]

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: No, I don't want to give away such a good scary prop.]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: Take your own things, don't scare people with my corpse! ! !]

(Since no one seems to want me to cut off the book, someone gave me an idea to write a line at the end of the chapter. Can readers help me to promote the book famine?)

(If there are 50 people watching every day, my income can stay above , and then I won’t cut it. 'Eat melon')