"Uru? is it the Uru of the Ice Shape Magus?"

Leonor preemptively said, "Yes, yes, how do you know? By the way, you are also a magician, you must have heard of it, right? Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Woz didn't bother to pay attention to her, but asked Uru in a hurry, "Uru-sensei, do you know if there is a sorcerer guild called Fairy Tail here?"

Uru was caught off guard by Watts' barrage of questions, and thought about it with a frown: "This year is 764, and as for the tail of the wizard guild elf...... After all, I haven't joined a guild, and I don't know ......" Seeing Woz's anxious look, Uru felt a little unbearable, but still tried to recall, "By the way, Fairy Tail! I've heard that it is said to be a guild in the Fiore Kingdom in the east, and it is a guild that was very famous decades ago!"

"Really, sure enough......" Waz muttered to himself, but there was a complex look on his small face that was completely out of age, a little surprised, but more a relief.

"Is it really in the world of Fairy Tail?"

Uru asked, "What's wrong? Are you from Fairy Tail?" and how did you end up in such a remote place?"

Woz shook his head, "No, I'm just checking where I am." ”

Leonor was puzzled: "Confirm where you are?Is this the way to do it?" asked a place 108,000 miles away to determine the bearing? This coordinate range is slightly larger, is this child and us people of the same world!

She didn't know that she was complaining unconsciously, but she accurately told the origin of Woz.

Woz really isn't out of this world!

Strictly speaking, Woz himself doesn't remember his previous identity experience, but he is very sure that he is not a "native" of the world of Aslanth, but a time-traveler, and Woz's unreal memory vaguely remembers that he used to be a fiction writer, at least in his twenties, not a weak baby like now!

Before coming to the world of Aslanth, Woz's "soul" had wandered in the infinite nothingness for a long time, perhaps only for a moment, and in the nothingness that had lost the concept of time and space, it all seemed meaningless, and this wandering soul had almost assimilated and erased even the concept of "self".

Then, in his chaotic memory, he suddenly remembered something about "Fairy Tail" - it seemed to be a play he had seen in his previous life, or maybe it was a famous novel, after all, he was a novelist!

He still remembers the plot of this story in general, but it is not exhaustive, just like in a normal memory situation, the plot that he watched a few years ago will always have some normally forgotten parts now.

He didn't understand why he was recalling these memories, and he even wondered if it was his "memory" at all, because he still didn't know anything else and couldn't compare them. But he had no way to react at all, only to passively accept it.

Fortunately, with these interesting storylines supporting him, this lonely and wandering soul has a "goal" -- reading and sorting out these plots makes his almost chaotic thinking work again, and gives him an "anchorage" for his existence;

He even felt the concept of "time" for a while.

But after that, I don't know how long it has been, and time is still meaningless, but he has watched this mutilated memory plot countless times, and when he is so familiar that he is about to start forgetting it, he finds that there is a new "memory".

Or rather, "information" is more appropriate.

"The Chosen Election of the Gods...... A chess game with the world as a chessboard...... Wandering Lonely Souls and Pan-Universe Gamers...... In search of the ultimate meaning...... To eliminate eternal boredom......"

"Come on, fight, give the best chess game!"

The space exploded, and the grand sound thundered, rolling up a huge storm and tearing the "soul" into it.

Then, "he" woke up.

In the ice and snow, in the weak body of only about two years old, the wandering and lonely soul woke up, and felt it, he stretched out his hand, the biting cold was unexpectedly a little strange, but it clearly reminded him of the meaning of his "existence" and "living"!

What is this? Sort of...... Crossed over? before the union...... What?

Memories are blurry again, and only the plot about "Fairy Tail" is still remembered.

So theoretically, this is also the world of Fairy Tail?

He looked around, but it was deserted, only a vast white patch, which was dazzlingly white.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up the snow on the ground and hitting his **** body, making the boy's small body tremble.

This instinctive shiver reminded him of the malice of the environment towards him. Reminds him of the pressure to survive.

You have to find a way to keep warm, otherwise you will freeze to death as soon as you wake up, and you will die of laughter.

But now there is nothing around him except the boundless ice and snow, and he doesn't know where he is, and he has no way to keep warm!

Another gust of wind blew. He decided that no matter what, the first priority was to find a leeward place first. So he took a step, and the moment he landed, the coldness of the soles of his feet suddenly passed by, making half of his calf unconscious.

"It's so cold!" he quickly retracted, then wondering, "Why don't I feel cold here?"

He looked down and found that he was not standing directly in the snow, there was something under his feet, and he squatted down to take a closer look, and it turned out to be a book, which was a hardcover book of huge size like an encyclopedia, and the cover was wrapped in some kind of leather, which would not become cold even in the ice and snow, and even faintly revealed a trace of heat.

Thanks to it, his feet were not frostbitten, and even his whole body was not quickly robbed of all the heat by the harsh environment.

"Is this my newbie gear?" he teased himself bitterly, carefully moving his steps and turning the pages of the book without stepping on the snow.

The book was a familiar square text, and although he couldn't remember when he learned it, the familiarity that penetrated into his soul was reassuring to him.

The book is very empty, and I don't know how many pages there are, but on the title page, there is a name written "Woz Frenner", which means "the stranger of words".

"If this book is indeed something for me, then that means this is my name?" After making sure that there was nothing more, he looked at the name on the book again and decided on his name.

But what's the use of choosing a name? It's not that you're going to freeze to death. Waz complained helplessly.

At this moment, the snow next to Watts suddenly bulged, and a black shadow pounced out of the snow, setting off a small area of fierce snow. Before he could see what it was, the shadow rushed straight at Woz's tiny body.

Caught off guard, Woz, whose body was frozen and unable to move, was thrown to the ground, and then let out a scream, not because he was injured by the black shadow, but because he was lying on the snow and frozen!

But then Woz struggled to get up out of the cold snow, during which he was not attacked by the unknown black shadow, after calming down, Woz found that it was a huge bird that swooped down, at a glance it was a few points larger than his size, I don't know why it was buried in the snow for so long, but the gray-black feathers were still warm and abnormal. Seeing that it had no intention of harming himself, Watts was reluctant to let go of his hand, and firmly held this bird of unknown species, which was a natural stove and a down jacket.

"Lu, Lulua!" Big Bird didn't struggle, just let out a strange cry and pecked Woz twice in the hair.

"Such a big bird, it should be in the category of Warcraft, right?" Waz muttered, "It's funny, so let's call you Lululua." ”

Woxz gave her an unusually simple and crude name. The latter did not refute either, and shouted a few more times in high spirits

To Woz's surprise, this Lululua seems to be one of the "novice equipment packs" prepared for him by the "gods" in the dark, and he didn't mean to leave him after appearing, but was very clever to find food and clothes for Woz...... I don't know who got it, right?

But the hungry and cold Waz can't manage so much, and the most important thing is to ensure that he can survive in this harsh environment.

Taking advantage of the temporary fine weather, Woz followed Luluya on her arduous trek to the nearby village, where Lulua had brought her clothes and food. It doesn't take long to see Luluya go out treasure hunting, so Woz thinks that the nearby human settlement shouldn't be too far away. It's a pity that Luluya doesn't seem to be able to take herself with her, otherwise she would have flown over directly.

But who knew that Wads and they went to the third day in a row, until the snow covered the mountains, Wads found that he was still surrounded by mountains, and there was no trace of people around. Woz couldn't help but wonder if Luluya was taking the wrong path, could it be that she couldn't find her way without flying in the sky?He tried to ask Luluya, this spirit bird was extremely intelligent and could understand Woz's words. But she couldn't speak, and could only look at Wox with an innocent face, which made people helpless for a while.

But at this time, the weather was already stormy and snowy, and there was a mess of snow with white flowers everywhere in sight, and the wind was blowing down, making it impossible to tell whether the snow fell from the sky or was rolled up on the ground, and it was extremely chaotic.

As a last resort, Woz had no choice but to find a sheltered cave and stay in the same place for the time being, allowing Luluya to go out in search of food.