Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 160 Shiina Meow

District 11, Ashford Academy.

With luxurious Oren-style decoration and regular greenery like a farm, the school exudes an aristocratic atmosphere. In fact, it is also a college established by the Ashford family, a declining upper-class aristocracy.

Lelouch looked at the blue sky outside through the arched window. It had been 3 hours since he joined this strange chat room. There was no intimidation or inducement message from the street, as if, as the name suggests, this was just a simple chat room.

What concerned him most was why these people knew his identity? Although it was only said in the form of speculation, the person named Neet Ji called herself "Lelouch Vi Britannia". Britannia is the surname of the royal family. She revealed this information to herself because she wanted to To identify himself? But what is the purpose? Who are they?

Troubled by the sudden unknown information, Lelouch was filled with uneasiness.

"No matter what, you must investigate the other party's motives for contacting you and the purpose they seek."

He thought about the ID 'orange', and then recalled the content of the chat room. They seemed to have guessed their identity based on this word. But orange was just a word that he suddenly thought of. How could he contact the information about the 'members of the Royal Family of Britannia' based on this alone? Rather, it makes more sense to say that they should have known their identity for a long time.

But if that's the case, why create the illusion that "we guessed your identity based on orange"? What's the point? Lelouch couldn't figure it out.

Another possibility is that everything said in the chat room is true. Although it is bizarre and absurd, from a logical point of view, there is no contradiction in the dialogue, but there are many words in it that are incomprehensible.

Dimension? Record future information?

Putting all this aside for now, the girl named Neet said she could heal Nunnally's eyes and legs.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world? I have long passed the age of believing that a messenger of justice will come to eliminate all difficulties and obstacles for me. No, it is extremely ridiculous for someone who was born into the royal family to have such an idea.

But even if it is human nature to be driven by profit, so long as that person really has the means to heal Nunnally, what if he is used?

Only valuable people will be exploited.

Therefore, you can try to contact.

During these four hours, Lelouch kept waiting for news from the other party, but he just said some inexplicable words like "This is a chat room for communication between dimensions", but there was no follow-up.

In this case, if it is a negotiation, the party that speaks first will have the upper hand. So Lelouch kept waiting for the other party to speak, but the actual situation seemed to be slightly different from what he expected. So Lelouch didn't plan to wait any longer.

Whether it was the fact that the other party knew his identity as the prince or the fact that he could cure Nunally's condition, it was his Achilles' heel. From the beginning, it was absolute adversity. If the other party wants to adopt a premeditated plan, there is no need to compete with yourself for patience.

And there is something very strange. The other party seemed to use the tone of voice to determine my identity? Did you confirm my personal information after knowing 'Lelouch'? Wait, maybe I've got something wrong.

I still haven’t accepted the assumption that ‘everything said in the chat room is true’. Subconsciously, I still thought that 'someone in this world knew my identity', so I was so panicked when I saw the other person saying Lelouch Vi Britannia's name. But if they are really from another world, and this chat room is only connected to me, then what do I have to worry about?

Thinking of this, Lelouch couldn't help but feel relaxed. The more intelligent a person is, the quicker he or she can adapt to the phenomenon of ‘non-common sense’. He planned to continue observing for a while. The uneasiness in my heart has also disappeared a lot.

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“Whoever first encloses a piece of land and thinks of saying, ‘This is mine,’ and finds people to believe it, is the true founder of civilized society.”

On this day, Shiina drew a circle on the edge of the Nan River in Tokyo.

Shiina wrapped her head tightly with a scarf, her crimson eyes sharply alerting her to the "own area" she had designated. Anyone who dared to step into the area would definitely suffer a brutal blow from her.

It has been several weeks since she came to this world, and Miss Killer has no fixed abode. In the eyes of ordinary people, she is probably the so-called wanderer. However, this is only the basic skill of being a killer, and it is also the dignity of being a professional killer.

Shiina's residence is either on the rooftop or under a bridge. Although the rooftop is quite high, it is cold. It has been a rainy season recently, so her residence has been temporarily changed to the underside of a bridge in Tokyo.

She sat on the cold, hard concrete floor with her hands folded around her thighs, her chin resting on her knees, staring at the murky river not far away, and beyond that, the tall buildings hazy in the mist.

There are three bamboo poles standing on the river, and three floats rise and fall with the waves. That was her wish for lunch today.

Ms. Shiina used to live in deep mountains and old forests. What the outside world is like makes no difference to her at all. Not to mention in a materially rich city, even in a desolate desert, she must be able to find a way to survive. After all, she had been growing up with this kind of training.

Just, why? She used to have no desire for the taste of food, but she started to crave the taste of fish. The plump and juicy meat, so rich that it melted in her mouth, made her just look at the fishing rod, her parotid glands began to secrete saliva, and the scarf covering her head gradually became wet with her.

What a gaffe.

As a warrior, you only need to maintain the basic energy to be able to move. Therefore, you need to consider the intake of nutrients rather than the enjoyment of taste, otherwise your willpower will be blunted.

But even with this thought, Shiina still couldn't stop thinking about fish.

Why? He actually wanted to have such a desire for fish even though he had to give up the tough will he had forged through hard training in the past.

Just take a bite.

The thought formed a whirlpool, spinning in her head.

Why on earth...?

The scarf wrapped around his head suddenly shook, as if some small animal was rolling inside.

Because the float suddenly sank, the fish took the bait! The scarf shook violently. Then the furry dark blue vertical ears on the top of the head that were covered by the scarf were revealed.

Shiina suddenly jumped to the river like a cat, picked up the fishing rod and pulled hard, and a big fish took the bait and escaped from the river.

"So, why did it become like this, meow!"