Saitama Prefecture.

Although the name is quite domineering, there is no bald cape demon king.

In fact, Saitama Prefecture is just an ordinary inland prefecture located in the central part of Japan's Kanto region, and there is nothing surprising about it.

Zhang Yuecheng lives here.

Originally, he also longed for life in the big city, after becoming a professional writer.

Sure enough, this kind of small city is the most suitable for you.

Consumption is low, and more things can be bought for the same money, not to mention, the key is that the place is still relatively hidden.

Even if the editor comes to him with a knife and urges him to deliver the manuscript, he can't find his home!

Of course, as a professional light novel writer, you still have to have a festival or something.

So I would sit in front of the computer for seven or eight hours every day.

Open the chat software.

Open the community software.

Open the game.

Open it......

What, why don't you open the codeword software?

I've been sitting in front of the computer so hard, why do I have to open the codeword software tiringly?!

Moreover, doesn't the codeword software write its own manuscripts?

The most important thing is that it is still very early before the deadline, and it is completely possible to play again.

Well, precisely because of this attitude.

Ever since the Godslayer, Makoto Zhangyue feels that his writing path is going downhill.

When the anime copyright of the god killer was sold, it was a pity to let yourself have a good look.

The anime didn't catch fire, and the follow-up fan group plan was cut in half.

"Hey~"

Picking up the waste wood and pouring it hard, Zhang Yuecheng felt that he had to play games all night tonight to comfort his wounded heart.

"Click~"

The door was pushed open.

"Are you our Creator?"

It's weird and obscure, like the language of the 11th Region in ancient times.

It's a bit similar to the feeling that Chinese people suddenly speak classical Chinese to themselves.

But Zhang Yuecheng still understood.

"This is my home, who are you?"

Seeing that the other party's figure was not tall, Zhang Yuecheng breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked vigilantly.

"I, see who I am?"

The figure appeared, and Zhang Yuecheng suddenly froze in place as if he had seen a ghost.

......

"The latest news from the reporter on the front line, there is a gas leak in Saitama Prefecture, the 11th ward, and the whole street-"

"The Awkward Dance Cup City F1 Car Race is about to be held in XX Mountain, G City......"

Looking at the F1 car race on the TV news, Xiao Se directly ignored the weird name of the 'Awkward Dance Cup' in front of him, and Xiao Se was a little silent.

"You're sure you want to play in this contest."

Xiao Se looked at the news on TV, and looked at Fujiwara Takumi to confirm again.

"Well, Mr. Xiao, I thought about it for a while, if there is any wish that I have before returning to my original world, it is probably that I want to participate in a competition and win the competition."

Fujiwara Takumi's face was unprecedentedly serious.

Xiao Se covered his head and tried to hold back his smile.

This Nima—

Are you going to laugh at me and inherit my Huabei bill?

"Woo, Virtuoso, people with dreams shouldn't be ridiculed!"

Fujiwara Takumi is nothing, Nero looked at Xiao Se and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"No, first of all, the car is not a car, even if there is a car, how much horsepower does it have to be enough~"

"Woo ~ Woo ~ Woo Mom! Woo! Hahahaha~"

Then what was originally just a laughing person became two people laughing together.

Takumi Fujiwara......

Thermal ......

It's not that Xiao Se and Nero have some bad tastes, it's just that the gap between them is too big.

Takumi Fujiwara's size is a full seven times smaller than that of a real person.

What does this mean.

It shows that everything in Fujiwara Takumi's vision is narrowed.

One meter in Xiao Se's eyes is about seven meters in Fujiwara Takumi's eyes.

And then—

Let's not talk about where to find a race car that can be driven by Takumi Fujiwara.

Even if you find it.

If you want to catch up with someone else's speed of 100 yards, it means that in Fujiwara Takumi's sight, you have to drive to 700 yards, and the speed of the car is even faster, and when the time comes-

I'm afraid I'm driving not a racing car, but an airplane!

"I go with him to the game."

Repo stepped forward and said in a buzzing voice.

Xiao Se suddenly stopped talking, but was thinking seriously.

If it is understood normally.

No matter how awesome the sports car is, it is impossible to win, and size is the biggest disadvantage.

It's just that the thermal burst itself is not a real car but a robot.

The powerplant inside is extremely terrifying.

There's a real chance you'll win the game.

"And if I win the game, wouldn't it be a good thing for you to verify why I can't go back?" Takumi Fujiwara said seriously.

Xiao Se admits that he was convinced at this point.

"Okay, I agreed."

Xiao Se said loosely.

"Roar~"

"Roar~"*3

Ghidorah and Godzilla, who were occupied by the TV, had long been impatient.

That Ultraman just now was having a great time!

You're talking about racing, don't you think we guys are in your eyes?

Ghidorah stared fiercely at Xiao Se and the others.

If it weren't for the strength that didn't allow it, the gravitational rays would have been shot out long ago.

Although some playthings are demoralized during this time.

But Ghidorah doesn't think it's all the pointlessness of what he's been doing all this time.

Countless battles between monsters and giants of light.

Ghidorah has accumulated a lot of experience.

You know—

There have been countless battles, and it was clear that the monsters had the upper hand.

And then I lost inexplicably by fighting.

Every time a monster loses a battle, it is a good supplement to itself to avoid losing the battle in the future.

For example, the biggest gain is that I have discovered the truth of a thing!

Everyone said that the red light on Ultraman's chest was a sign that his energy was about to run out, but Ghidorah realized that it was the giants of light who were fooling the monsters.

That's a sign that your rage is full and you're about to amplify it!

In the future, if you meet a giant of light with a red light on your chest.

There's nothing to say, run away first, and then come back to clean up their human body when he's done.

Anyway, against this kind of garbage that charges 24 hours and fights for five minutes, Ghidorah feels that he has a hundred ways to kill them, but they are really helpless!

"To you, to you!" Xiao Se threw the remote control with a dark face.

"Roar~"

Godzilla's two small short hands took the remote control accurately, and the next moment Tiga's voice sounded on the TV.

"Whew~"

The dog that had been sleeping seemed to have woken up, and Xiao Se was going to see this Erha who had drunk a pot of soup on a low fire.

Although the store went out of business, Xiao Se still gave the store a good review.

After all, two to this extent, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being pure.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Xiao Se made a gesture for you, and then walked towards the main entrance.

"Who!"