Mission...... Done? ”

Qiu Yue's heart welled up with a huge sense of absurdity, she felt as if she hadn't done anything, and she had been passively following the plot until the end of this script.

The girl bent down and poked her fingers at the tattered Lost Book hanging from the tree, and it lay limp on its stomach, motionless.

"Look at the taskbar again." Wu Hao suggested.

Qiu Yue clicked on the task bar in the depths of her field of vision, and sure enough, the task of destroying the Lost Book had been completed, and the countdown to return to the system space appeared in front of her eyes.

"I have to say...... What a monotonous and boring plot! Qiu Yue unconsciously expressed her feelings.

"Really," Wu Hao said, "Should it be said that it was the problem of the person who conceived this plot at Base Technology?" You can see it from the number of recommended votes and favorites, right? ”

"Shall we go back then?"

"Let's go back," Wu Hao agreed, "After sorting out the harvest of this copy, I got quite a lot of props?" ”

Qiu Yue turned her head and said goodbye to the owl solemnly, and the two of them disappeared into the white light.

Layer 79, Earth.

Not long after Wu Hao was dragged into the closet by the Lost Book, An Xin appeared on the tattered ruins. The girl stood on an ice pick and let the wind caress her sailor dress. The blue pupils were so deep that it was impossible to guess what she was thinking.

A man walked in the distance.

It was a man dressed in a dark gray robe, with dark skin, intricate tattoos around his eyes, and a bare scoop on his head. If Wu Hao could have recognized him here, he was the owner of that clothing store, a traveling merchant.

The man easily climbed the icicle and held out his palm to the girl shoulder to shoulder with Anxin.

"Something?"

The man nodded.

"You're not afraid that I won't get it?" The smile on Anxin's face is like an epiphany blooming at night.

"In our apostolic dictionary there is no such thing as [impossible]." The man's tone was flat, and there was no more affinity and kindness that Wu Hao had ever seen.

"It's really not fun."

The girl pouted with her eyes half-open, and threw a black insect-like villain book into the man's hand, the pages of which still had legs, and kept struggling in the man's big hand.

"It wasn't detected by the base technology system, was it? We dropped the Lost Book. ”

"Who are you and I?" Anxin rolled his eyes, "I'm the seventh apostle of [Piercing Shrike]!" The peace of mind known as the flower bush fraudster! I dropped the Lost Book in the turbulence of time and space~ That's the hollow area of the base technology detection, whether it's the base technology or the Knights, it's impossible to find out what I do~"

"That's good."

The man carefully put the book away, suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked Anxin: "Anyway, why did you go to so much trouble to hand over [Master Ninja's Experience] to that explorer named Wu Hao?" Let me pretend to be a traveling merchant, and let Wu Hao have the illusion that [I bought this experience with skill points]. What's the point? ”

"Of course there is meaning."

Anxin shook his finger and said, "The base doesn't believe in the value of [the sample], and the Knights also think it's just an ethereal legend. In this case, we can do a lot of good to [sample]~"

"Besides......"

An An squinted his eyes and smiled, his lips slightly raised, like a thorny rose.

"Don't you think the fifth sample, the explorer named Wu Hao, is interesting? He's like a toy, he doesn't need us to act on his own. He's probably quite confused, for the world, for this game. If we tweak this piece a little bit and guide him in the direction of his progress~"

"Maybe he'll become the new [Piercing Shrike], and maybe yo~"

At the same time, the mirror world.

The owl grabbed the trunk of the tree with its talons and watched Wu Hao and Qiu Yue disappear in a flash of light. He neither asked for a reason nor said anything to stop it.

Just watching.

The yellow miasma on the ground gradually dissipated, and the insects and beasts of the blood carnival let out a terrifying roar as they dived into the dirt.

There was a dead silence around, just like depicted in a certain book called "Silent Spring", and there was no anger at all.

In fact, even though the Lost Book has been destroyed, the environment in the mirror world has not changed for the better with a bang as it is in the anime movie. The vegetation is still yellow, and the land is still barren.

"But it doesn't matter to [me] now."

The owl whispered that perhaps the cost of using the Lost Book would be quite heavy, and it would profoundly affect the fate of many people in the two worlds of the 79th floor.

But this doesn't mean anything to him who plays [Demon Eagle] in this layer.

The owl let out a crisp chirping, and among the mottled shadows of the trees, the huge shadows of the birds shrank and shrank, and the feathers fell off and fell to the ground one by one, until finally they took on the shape of a human.

It was a thin boy, no more than 12 or 3 years old. Overly long black hair with a little water stains against the forehead, yellow skin, and wearing a black feather coat that was common in neon ancient times, typical of Asians.

The boy gently descended from the two-meter-high tree, and he brushed away the bangs that covered his eyes, revealing a pair of lifeless, dead fish eyes.

"My heart hurts......"

The boy said, grabbing his bare left breast, his excessively long nails scratching a few red marks on his skin. He felt his heart beating desperately, twitching his whole body, as if it was about to pop out of his mouth along his throat.

"It's still heartbreaking, even if the emotional ...... is erased"

The boy was talking to himself, and his tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he was discussing someone else's business.

"But we will definitely meet again, whether it is Qiu Yue or Wu Hao."

Twelve-year-old Yang Ji took a deep breath and took steps towards an uncertain future.

The sky of the 79th layer of the mirror realm is still blue today; Bai Yun was still depressed, frowning like a little ghost.