perfect traverser

"Teacher Makishima," the voice behind Wan Zi changed his posture instantly.

He turned around and looked at the person who stopped him with a gentle face. This was a beautiful girl with flowing long hair, elegant posture and eyes with complex emotions, all of which added points to the girl's image.

"What a coincidence." Wan Zi raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly.

"I never thought Makishima-sensei would come to this kind of place." The girl said with a cold expression, looking at the building behind Wan Zi.

At this place, Wan Zi turned his head and looked at the building behind him---the hospital.

"No, it's just a sudden interest." His face softened, Wan Zi looked at the girl and said gently.

"Oh, oh, oh, Li Huazi came to see his father." At this time, someone beside him said.

The cold-looking girl softened instantly, and she raised a false smile and looked at the nurse not far away, "Ah, yes."

There was a coldness in his tone that could easily be ignored.

"Since you have something to do, Li Huazi, then I will go first." Said to Wang Ling Li Huazi as if finding an excuse, Wan Zi had the face of a good family teacher.

"Mr. Makishima, goodbye then." For Wanzi's words, Wang Linglihuazi only said this in the end.

And Wan Zi watched this person leave before he breathed a sigh of relief, he almost revealed his secrets.

[Hey, system, who am I playing?]

[A good intermediate traveler must be able to explore his role without any prompts]

【What about the task】

【Please explore by yourself】

He really wanted to kick the system, it was the first time Wan Zi was so powerless after so long.

He stroked his silver-white hair, looked at the prosperity of this world, and grinned. Since the system said to explore by itself, did he not care about the process?

Then the girl who knew him just now would be the first clue he explored.

Wan Zi almost immediately decided to follow Wang Ling Li Huazi.

He stopped, turned around and walked towards the dark corner of the hospital, quietly waiting for that clue to appear again.

Wang Lingli Huazi looked at his father lying on the bed like a corpse, his face was expressionless, maybe he was numb.

The nurse behind him looked at Wang Lingli Huazi's father in a comforting, more self-deceiving tone, "Wang Ling, your daughter is here to see you again, are you happy?"

Then, as if afraid that the girl behind her would be sad, the nurse turned around with a consoling smile and lied falsely, "Your father is glad you came to see him, Rikako."

"Yeah." Wang Lingli Huazi smiled coldly on his face, they are all liars!

Suddenly, I remembered the vivid and actionable person in the past, the person who would talk to and comfort myself, the person who had joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, the father I admired before.

Then, he looked at his father's body motionless under the cold machine.

Wang Lingli Huazi looked at his dead father numbly. Apart from breathing, where else can this prove that he is still a person?a father?

The corner of Wang Lingli Huazi's mouth raised a fleeting cold smile, he was just a walking dead who lost his soul.

Sadness poured into my heart instantly.

Wan Zi didn't wait long outside before seeing someone come out.

He carefully kept a few meters away from Wang Lingli Huazi, and followed the unsuspecting people silently, walking all the way, the people in front finally stopped in front of a gate.

Wan Zi hid behind him, looking at the classical and serious academy in the dark.

That's where he works.

Watching the girl's figure disappear before his eyes.

Wan Zi tidied up her clothes, walked gracefully and slowly all the way to this academy brimming with a long history.

He looked at the security guard at the door with a relaxed smile.

The security guard who was dozing off looked at Wan Zi soberly, "Mr. Makishima? Why are you back again?"

"I forgot to take some materials." Wan Zi said with a slightly embarrassed tone, showing an apologetic expression just right.

"Well, the office is locked now, I'll take Makishima-sensei there." With an expression that anyone would have at times like this, the security guard enthusiastically said to Wan Zi positively.

"It's so troublesome." Wan Zi looked at the person in front of him.

"No trouble, no trouble." Quickly waved his hand, the security guard felt embarrassed for a moment, but thought in his heart that Mr. Makishima is really approachable.

Stopping in front of a door, the security guard took out the key on his waist and opened the door and turned on the light. He turned and looked at Wan Zi, "It's all right."

"Thank you." Wan Zi thanked him sincerely.

Then walked into this room with dozens of computers.

Walking step by step, looking to see if there is a name on the table.

Finally, Wan Zi stopped at a clean and simple table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Makishima Seigo, this is his current name?

Then he turned on the computer, Wan Zi looked at the computer with nothing on it, so he had no choice but to turn it off.

He casually flipped through a few books on the table, all of them were in foreign languages, and to him who is a poor languager, they were all bibles.

Pulling open the drawer forcefully, looking at some miscellaneous things inside, Wan Zi looked at them one by one.

Ok?

Looking at the list in his hand, this is the list of students, right?

Wan Zi thought for a while, then took it out, and then realized that he was here to get the materials, so he picked up all the books on the table by the way.

Looking at the person waiting for him outside the door, Wan Zi said softly, "I'm in trouble."

By the time we left, the sky was completely dark without a single star.

Wan Zi felt her own hunger lonely, empty and cold, and walked slowly in the crowd with the things in her hands.

Finding a place anywhere, Wan Zi sat on the ground regardless of his appearance.

He took out the letter in his pocket, opened it, and read it.

Wang Lingli Huazi?Rikako?

This should be the girl from a few hours ago.

At first glance, there are no other names, and then there is not a single man.

Is this a girls' school?

Thinking of himself as a person who doesn't know anything now, Wan Zi decided not to go to school for a moment.

Someone who is afraid of being exposed does not know how clearly his actions are now.

Wan Zi looked up at the moving robots that looked like Pleasant Goats, and for a moment felt that if this was a real sheep, he would definitely eat it.

Someone delirious with hunger stares blankly.

Wan Zi got up, thinking that he hadn't searched his pocket yet, touched his pocket, and finally found a card-shaped transparent sheet.

Walking in front of a fast food restaurant, Wan Zi looked at the long queue of people and resolutely joined them.

Watching the person in front take out the same sheet as himself and swipe it at a credit card machine.

Wan Zi silently looked at the card in his hand, at that moment he felt that the system was actually very good.

After ordering something casually, Wan Zi took the things and went to a corner where no one was around, and ate quietly and gracefully.

When Wan Zi was full, he raised his head and saw a camera. Wan Zi didn't think much about it. It was normal to have a camera in the store.

But when Wan Zi walked a few steps and saw a camera, he began to wonder.

Is everyone in this world being watched?

Wan Zi, who already knew a little bit, felt that people in this world were really looking for abuse.

He looked at the few monitors he could see everywhere and felt uncomfortable.

He quickened his pace and decided to find a small hotel to settle down first.

Why not a hotel, because Wan Zi thought that if his money ran out, he would really be penniless.

When passing by an Internet cafe, Wan Zi stopped.

Before that, Wan Zi must first understand the world.

He walked in immediately, but accidentally bumped into someone.

But looking at the person who walked away almost without looking back, the breath on that person was very strange.

Wan Zi watched, but continued with her own business as nothing to do with her.

The next day

Wan Zi was refreshed and faced the bright sunshine.

He now knows that this world is a world ruled by a system called "Sibyl".

What an irony.

An emotionless machine running the world is, it has to be said, insane.

Wan Zi thought of the machines that tested the crime index, but he didn't know how much he was.

Wan Zi sarcastically talked about himself.

He glanced at the monitor again, does it have a detection function?

Picking up the book in his hand, he shaded the harsh sunlight.

Thinking of the kind of gun I saw when I first came here, was it directly controlled by the Sibyl system?

It's really high-end intelligence, Wan Zi admired it.

Could it be that his mission in this world was to destroy the Sibyl system?

Wan Zi's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered the self-exploration mission mentioned by the system. Could it be this mission?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, Wan Zi immediately corrected her attitude, so where should I start?

Seeing the hanging projections everywhere, Wan Zi raised the corners of his mouth happily.

So let's start by attacking the Sibyl system.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will grow with incredible power, and will eventually rob it of all nourishment.

Is it, then, to start sinning first?

Even before he was sure whether his mission was right, Wan Zi had already set his goal.

He thought of the few people he met yesterday, so he started with those people.

Wan Zi, who didn't think he was going astray at all, finally put aside his fake cold face and laughed.

On the other side, Makishima Seigo, who came to the school, looked at the missing books on his desk and curled his lips.

He looked at the other busy teachers, his face still soft.

Same as when he left, Makishima Seigo looked at his desk and drawers, the only difference was that there were a few books and a list missing.

It's just that he was curious about who would take it away.

Things that are useless to you?

No, Makishima Shōgo still likes those books very much.

Then, the person who "takes people's favor" should be caught, shouldn't he?

How boring.

Makishima Seigo looked at these busy people, and now it was time to find someone he was interested in.

Supporting his chin with his hands, Makishima Shōgo smiled calmly and noblely, like a nobleman walking out of an ancient European painting.