Monro's head was full of black lines, and his hands stretched out of the quilt, lifting the hair balls on his chest and placing them next to the pillow next to him.

Mao Tuanzi was too lazy to move, and began to snort after flicking his tail.

Monro guessed that the other party suddenly became intimate with him because of the change of his race to an unknown monster. The effect of that monster egg in his own spiritual sea.

But this did not cause any bad effects on herself, but made Nina closer to herself.

Maybe in the future, I can entrust Nina to help me do something that is inconvenient for me to do.

After thinking for a while, Monro fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, Monroe, who had always been an early riser, had a rare late wake-up, but today was Saturday, so he didn't have to go to class, so he allowed himself to stay in bed for a few more minutes.

I looked at the time, eight 15 o'clock, the time is almost up, it is time to get up and prepare.

Today is the day of the opening of the manga exhibition, and it is also the day when he is ready to trade the evil sword with the Zhuxian Dragon King.

It's fun to think about the fact that I'm going to have another 1,200 yuan in my account right away.

I basically don't have my pocket money, and my mother took away the New Year's money for the New Year, and only a little bit was left for him, less than fifty.

And there are many places where you need money in the future, and it is good to have a stable funding channel.

Get up and brush your teeth and wash your face, change out of your pajamas, and put on a two-dimensional otaku-style dress, because you are going to participate in today's comic exhibition, it is better to change into clothes that are more harmonious with the comic exhibition.

Although today is only a small local comic convention, and only local celebrities and newcomers in the cosplay industry have come, this is the first time Monro has participated in the comic con in the true sense.

Although Monro often participated in such comic exhibitions behind his parents' backs before the time travel, those memories have become blurry and can no longer be recalled.

As for Meng Luo, he is even more of a scientific research king, and he doesn't have time to have a girlfriend, let alone a comic exhibition.

I chose a T-shirt with a comic book character's face and jeans, a peaked cap, and a big backpack with a long sword on my back, OK, perfect!

It's a little bit of excitement when I think about it now, but it lasts until he finds his ticket!

The name on the ticket card is Miss Shelley!

Ma Dan, I used to go to the Comic Con as a woman!

Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridgehead. Monro slipped the card into his pocket.

He took out the long sword turtle he made from the bottom of his wardrobe, put it in the prepared sword bag, pulled the zipper, and tried it behind his back, although the weight was not light, but it did not affect the action.

Breakfast is egg noodles made by my father, and the leftover broth from last night's soup is heated this morning, sprinkled with green onions and other condiments, and then spread a soft-boiled egg. A hearty breakfast was ready.

The taste of the parents is relatively light, but Meng Luo is different, most of the young people are in pursuit of excitement, the taste is heavier, Comrade Meng Xingye is a considerate father, deliberately left a can of Chongqing noodles sauce.

When Monro poured the red sauce into the slightly bland noodle soup, he was numb! Hot! Fresh! Fragrant! The pungent smell hits every taste bud of Monro.

The stimulation of human senses by bioengineered and improved peppers and peppercorns has been amplified several times! It's addictive!

Monro, who was flushed with spicy face, put down his chopsticks contentedly, sat on a stool to digest it, and took out his bracelet to brush up on the latest news.

A housekeeping robot with a silver-white shell came out of the kitchen, accurately removed the dishes and chopsticks, and put them into his stomach to clean.

By the time it got back to the kitchen, all the dishes had been washed.

I went out on time at nine o'clock and started to squeeze the bus. The long sword on the back must not have passed the security check, so I had to take the bus.

Originally, it was a twenty-minute journey by rail train, but the bus walked for more than half an hour.

Finally, I arrived at the exhibition hall before ten o'clock, and there was already a long queue here, and many two-dimensional enthusiasts were checking in for admission.

Some dynamic music also sounded from inside the venue, which was the theme song of the desperate front.

The Desperate Front is a new battle drama cooperated by Huaxia Tianxia Studio and Neon Jing Ani Studio this year, and the word of mouth exploded as soon as it was launched!

It tells the legendary battle experience of the six Titan pilots.

Five out of ten cosplayers around the area are dressed as heroes of the desperate front.

The long line began to move slowly, and Monro was not too late, and it was his turn two minutes later.

The little brother who checked the ticket at the door looked at Monroe's ticket card in astonishment, with the girl's name written on it, and a photo of Monroe's women's clothes.

"This ?。。" The guy who checked the ticket doubled the ticket and Munro himself.

"This is my cousin! She can't come to Comic Con today, so let me come for her. Monro was calm on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked, for fear that the other party would stop him from entering.

Just when the young staff was still hesitating whether to let Monro in, a middle-aged supervisor next to him walked over, took the ticket card, carefully checked it with Monro himself, and pulled him aside.

"First time here?" The middle-aged man in a decent suit has an elegant temperament and fair skin, and should be an elite white-collar worker with a good income.

"Yes! Yes! Munro nodded hurriedly.

"Don't make trouble when you go in, don't force you to buy and sell! Join this group, and the rules of this trading market are in the group file. Saying that, the middle-aged man and Munro added Q friends to each other.

He pulled Monroe into a chat group, which was small, only about two hundred people, and it was not very active, with very few people talking.

Monro is a little strange, this is obviously a comic con, when did it become a trading market? But he didn't ask, for fear of being laughed at.

"My name is Jiang Ge, and I am the spectator of this store, if there is anything that can't be solved, you can ask me to solve it." Jiang Ge took out a business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to Monro.

Above it is his name, occupation, and contact number.

The occupation column is very interesting, it is not the trading market he said before, but the special goods buying and selling intermediary.

Munro put the business card away, feeling like a new world was slowly opening its doors to him.

"Little brother, I'll give you a suggestion, it's best to seal the things you want to sell, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble." After saying that, the other party simply left after returning Monro's ticket card to Monroe.

Only then did Monro come back to his senses, and the other party was probably aware of the long sword in his backpack, so he pulled himself out and explained carefully.

I am also afraid that I will make trouble here and attract the attention of the official Alien Agency.