Yu Miao was in a daze.

But he was in a daze for a reason.

One second, he took out his chocolate and was testing if the other party could see him, and then the next second, he was sure that he had guessed correctly.

It's the piece of chocolate in my hand that should, maybe, maybe, probably hasn't expired, and disappeared in an instant.

But what Yu Miao is sure of is that the chocolate does not have long legs to run.

Because after the founding of the country, it is not allowed to become a refinement.

So......

Yu Miao looked at the petite figure that was shaking behind the pillar.

Sting.

This is the sound of the bag being torn open.

Whoa, whoa.

This is the sound of chocolate being brutally dismembered.

"Isn't that too fast?" Yu Miao squinted over, a little surprised, but more or less expected.

After all, this other world doesn't look very serious at first glance.

After thinking about it, Yu Miao turned around and walked quickly back to his room, but he didn't close the door this time, because once the door was closed, this courtyard scene might not appear again.

Of course, Yu Miao is not sure about this, because he has not yet explored the law of this bronze mirror connecting to another world.

However, rubbing the bronze mirror four times before and after, the first time I met someone who was likely to communicate, even though it was just a little girl, Yu Miao didn't want to miss it.

Because being a child is often meant to be a good deceit......

Ahem, it's a good set of information.

And he can know a lot of beneficial information from the other party at the lowest cost.

For example, a box of sugar.

The chocolate was gone, but Yu Miao remembered that there was still a box of candy in his room.

Soon, Yu Miao walked out with the candy.

Then, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, as if an illusion, and the box of candy in his hand was gone.

Yu Miao: "......"

He looked left and right, and saw a small "ball" squatting next to his feet.

Didn't run this time?

Yu Miao was about to try to communicate, but he was suddenly stunned, because he saw that there were two small ears on the head of this small "group".

Not like humans, like the ears of some common household animal.

Hairpin?

Decorative prosthetic ears?

Just when Yu Miao subconsciously thought so, he saw that the two little ears suddenly shook twice, and then the little head turned slightly, and the delicate little face looked at Yu Miao at once.

Still with big black and white eyes wide open, she looked at Yu Miao and didn't speak.

Yu Miao also looked at her and found that the side of the small mouth was still a little black and mushy, it was obvious that it was the remaining traces of chocolate, which made Yu Miao laugh suddenly.

Because of this look, it seems that she is very cute and a little silly.

Seeing Yu Miao suddenly laughing, this little girl with a hairpin suspected of wearing cat ears immediately stiffened, and after her little face darkened, she took out a small book from her pocket almost without hesitation.

Then he took out a pen and quickly wrote in the small notebook.

Yu Miao was curious, so he glanced at it, and then found that he couldn't understand it at all, which was a kind of writing between cursive and "hospital style".

This made Yu Miao can't help but mutter.

Is this text or just scribbling? If it is text, then this is not good news for him.

And just when Miao was thinking this, he suddenly heard a voice: "What's your name?" ”

Yu Miao followed the sound and found that it was the little girl.

This made Yu Miao suddenly happy.

Able to communicate normally!

"Yu Miao! My name is Yu Miao! ”

Yu Miao couldn't help but be a little excited, this was the first time in so many years that someone had communicated with him face-to-face.

God knows how he's come through all these years!

But everything that involves him, whether it is words or pictures, will be "forgotten", which makes it impossible for Yu Miao to write about his own experience.

Fortunately, Yu Miao unexpectedly discovered that the novels he wrote would not be affected by this.

It is......

At the beginning of writing novels, Yu Miao wanted not to let himself go crazy in this state of "posthumous independence", or be psychologically perverted.

As a result, as he began the publication of the first chapter, Yu Miao was stunned to realize that he might have written more than just a novel......

Because after every novel is written, there is an illusory world that only he can see is slowly forming.

Yu Miao calls this "incredible little world".

And then......

These "incredible little worlds" have collapsed.

Because the conditions for these illusory worlds to be completely formed are very demanding, that is, the reader agrees with it 100% and believes it to be true.

This condition can be called impossible to complete the series.

But Yu Mue never tires of it.

And the fact that the novels he writes have such a fantasy ability also means that each novel is closely connected to his mind. Therefore, every time he hits the street, it will cause the illusory world to collapse, and even make Yu Miao's spirit weak for a while.

Otherwise, he has already pounced on the street with twelve copies, and will he care about one more?

are all affected by the "cubs" who are not angry!

The "incredible little world" is in Miao's eyes, which is his cub. And it's not his fault that he can hit the street, it's all because these cubs themselves are not angry!

Mature novels have to learn to make themselves popular! You can't always rely on the author!

At this moment, after hearing this, the little girl did not respond immediately, but her little face became strange, and then she tilted her little head and repeated in an uncertain tone: "Fish? Meow? ”

"Uh-huh!" Yu Miao nodded hurriedly, although this sound sounded vague, he thought that this little girl was slurred.

"Strange name."

She said this, and then drew two patterns on the little notebook: "·"~ and (^・x・^).

Yu Miao naturally followed and took a look.

Well, he still didn't get it.

The main reason is that this painting is too much like a cross-border heir of Van Gogh.

But Yu Miao didn't care, he just wanted this little girl to communicate with him.

"You know what my name is, so you haven't said what your name is?" Yu Miao immediately asked.

When the little girl heard this, her little face became vigilant, but she looked at Yu Miao for a while, and saw that he didn't want to remember the appearance of the small book, so she let down her guard.

However, she still asked uneasily: "Do you also want to keep a diary?" ”

"Don't write, serious people who write diaries!" Yu Miao's eyes moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said in an extraordinarily firm tone.

Little girl: (▼ヘ▼#)

Then, without hesitation, she flipped to a small notebook and quickly memorized it with her pen.

Finally, don't forget to draw two patterns again.

One is "·"~.

The other is naturally (^・x・^).

Yu Miao looked at this scene very strangely, but he didn't take the liberty to ask the words on it. It was this time, when he looked at these two patterns, he always felt that something was not quite right.

"How do you eat this?" But at this moment, a pair of small hands raised a box of candy, interrupting Yu Miao's thoughts.

So Yu Miao didn't think about it anymore.

Set of intelligence matters.