Crossover Anime/Manga - Not Everyday Life.

boom--!

The stone pillar couldn't withstand the impact of the slime's tiny body and shattered into pieces.

"Huh--!"

Upon seeing this scene, Yui Yuigahama, who had been tackled to the ground, screamed in shock, her face filled with disbelief.

"Get up quickly, let's get some distance away first." Xia Sheng said quickly, got up and pulled Yui Yuigahama up, and ran away into the distance.

"Xia-kun, what's going on? Why are you in my dream?" Yui Yuigahama asked as she ran after Xia Sheng.

"This isn't a dream. You must have felt pain just now, right?" Natsumi asked, stopping Yui Yuigahama in a corner.

"W-what? This isn't a dream? Then where is this place? Why am I here?" Yui Yuigahama's eyes widened.

“I don’t know where this place is either, but we’re here on a mission,” Natsumi said slowly, looking at the flustered Yuigahama Yui.

"Task?"

“That slime is our mission; we have to take care of it.” Xia Sheng turned his gaze to the slime.

The distance between the two seemed to be beyond its hunting range, so it stopped in place.

“Slime…” Yui Yuigahama looked at the slime, her cute face showing a hint of confusion.

Chapter 7 Angels and Morning Runs

Yui Yuigahama was originally in her own home, in her own room on her bed. After she fell asleep, she appeared here.

She thought she was in a dream and looked around curiously, then she discovered an adorable, soft, and cute slime.

Just as she was about to step forward and touch it, Xia Sheng's anxious voice rang out from behind her.

She was just wondering why she would dream about this new transfer student, but the student told her that it wasn't a dream.

"Xia-kun, what's going on?" Yui Yuigahama asked, looking at the serious-looking Xia Sheng with a puzzled expression.

“I don’t know either.” Xia Sheng shook his head, staring intently at the slime.

He was truly baffled; the person who appeared here today was none other than Yui Yuigahama.

It can't be that everyone has a responsibility to protect the world, can it?

Moreover, today's slime is a little different. Yesterday's slime was all white with a hint of blue, but today's slime is pure white.

The destructive power was astonishing; it even shattered the stone pillars.

If Xia Sheng had encountered this slime yesterday, he probably would have died instantly.

"Natsu-kun, you don't know? But you seemed to know a lot just now." Yui Yuigahama remembered Natsu's actions and words very clearly.

“I only came here once yesterday, and this is my second time, so I know a little bit about it,” Xia Sheng replied truthfully.

"Xia came yesterday? Why? Are you some kind of amazing person?"

"You just believe that?" Natsumi looked at Yuigahama Yui with a strange expression.

"Eh?"

Yui Yuigahama paused for a moment, then replied, "I did feel pain when you tackled me, Natsu-san. This can't be a dream, right?"

"Pounce on... Is that an appropriate word to use?"

"Ah! I-I'm sorry..." Yui Yuigahama realized what was happening and awkwardly lowered her head to apologize.

"It's okay, let's finish the mission first. You can stay here and hide."

Xia Sheng still intended to deal with the slime alone, and he slowly walked towards the slime by himself.

Although this slime was different from yesterday's, its speed was no different, and he could easily dodge it.

"Xia-kun... be careful." Yui Yuigahama whispered a reminder, shrinking back.

The slime's destructive power just now made her afraid to act rashly, so she could only leave it to Xia Sheng, who had been through this before.

But is she dreaming right now? If she messes it up, that would be terrible.

Xia Sheng slowly approached the slime and casually picked up a small stone pillar that the slime had just destroyed to use as a weapon.

As Xia Sheng approached, the slime reacted, locking onto him and looking ready to pounce.

When Xia Sheng was less than a meter away from it, the slime suddenly moved, leaped up again, and crashed into him without hesitation.

The speed was indeed not fast; Xia Sheng stepped back and dodged it.

Just as the slime landed, Xia Sheng, holding a stone pillar, plunged it directly into the slime.

The soft body was pierced, and the core inside was also destroyed.

Instantly, the slime turned into a puddle of water, spreading across the ground.

[Successfully eliminated the intruder, rewarded with one attribute point.]

"Ok?"

This time, the reward is different.

Is it because the slime is different, or is it simply a random reward?

Attributes...

Xia Sheng checked the data panel in his mind.

Xia Sheng: 16 years old.

Strength: 5 (can be upgraded).

Intelligence: 8 (can be upgraded).

Spirit: 9 (can be upgraded).

Speed: 5 (can be increased).

Charm: 8 (can be upgraded).

Skill: Writing.

The panel looks a little different from yesterday's.

Xia Sheng directly chose to increase the speed, and sure enough, the speed increased from 5 to 6.

This data panel is only available here, and Xia Sheng selected it directly just in case he wouldn't be able to improve it after leaving.

What he needs now is speed. Although slimes are very destructive, they are slow and easy to deal with. He just needs to improve his reaction speed.

"Um... Natsu-san, is this resolved?" Yui Yuigahama walked over cautiously.

“It’s been resolved.” Xia Sheng nodded to her.

"That's good... but is there only one?" Yui Yuigahama asked, still worried.

"Probably, there was only one yesterday..."

Xia Sheng wasn't sure either. He looked around warily. Today's situation was different; there might be a second one.

But no second one appeared, and Yui Yuigahama's body quickly became ethereal.

Her beautiful figure, clad in a pink nightgown, became transparent, slowly spreading upwards from her feet.

"Xia-kun, what's wrong with me?" Yui Yuigahama looked at herself and became nervous, her voice trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, we're leaving here." Xia Sheng reassured him.

"That's good... that's good." Yui Yuigahama breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bye-bye." Xia Sheng smiled and waved goodbye to her.

"Bye~"

Yui Yuigahama smiled, waved, and whispered, "I hope this isn't a dream..."

The next day, Xia Sheng woke up at the same time as the day before.

He got out of bed and sensed his body; nothing seemed to have changed.

The data panel is no longer visible.

He wasn't sure whether the increase in speed was due to his movement speed or his reaction speed.

We can only try it tonight.

Xia Sheng changed into his travel clothes, quickly washed up, and went out for a run.

He made a plan yesterday, and of course he'll carry it out today; good health is very important.

As he passed by his neighbor's house, Xia Sheng glanced at the nameplate with the words "Shiina" on it, but the neighbor's door remained closed until the elevator doors closed and started moving again.

After leaving the apartment, Xia Sheng went to a nearby park and started jogging along the small lake.

On the first day, he checked his physical condition and strength before adjusting his training regimen.

The small park is man-made, but it has a beautiful environment, fresh air, and is a great place for morning exercise, where no one can disturb you.

The lake was quite large, and after running a few laps, Xia Sheng started to feel it, his breathing becoming rapid.

This body probably hasn't been exercised much.

This exercise plan is correct.

After running two more laps, Xia Sheng started sweating profusely; his back and forehead were soaked.

Just as he was about to stop and rest, he caught a glimpse of a flaxen figure out of the corner of his eye.

Her long, flaxen hair was tied into a single ponytail, swaying and drawing attention.

Xia Sheng was surprised to find that her neighbor was also running. She was wearing a red tracksuit and had a headband tied around her forehead, looking both heroic and radiant.

The girl also noticed Xia Sheng. She paused, but didn't stop. She nodded in acknowledgment and then started running along the lake.

Xia Sheng nodded in response and continued running.

Resting is out of the question; I can only slow down. Running with this angel is a rare opportunity indeed.

Fortunately, the neighbor wasn't running very fast either. Xia Sheng followed her closely, keeping a few meters away and running at the same pace.

Following behind her, watching her single ponytail sway from side to side, Xia Sheng didn't feel tired at all, and ran for another half hour.

The neighbor stopped jogging to go home, and Xia Sheng stopped as well, going back with her.

I never expected to be able to go for a run with my neighbor today. Xia Sheng is even more motivated to exercise now, if we can continue to exercise together in the future.

Back at the apartment, Xia Sheng and his neighbors didn't greet each other and went home one after the other.

After taking a shower, Xia Sheng continued writing. His priority now was to finish the first volume of the novel and submit it as soon as possible.

Chapter 8 Is Sunday a day of rest?

Perhaps because he was getting more and more comfortable with it, Xia Sheng wrote more and more smoothly without any pauses. On Sunday, he finally finished writing the first volume.

After all, there's no need to devise a plot, and excellent word choice and sentence structure come naturally. Immersed in the story, it's indeed possible to write 50,000 words a day.

He types quite fast too.

Once the first volume is completed, he can submit it to the three major paperback publishers. If it is selected by an editor, an illustrator can be arranged and a publication date can be set.

Of course, Xia Sheng could also serialize his work online to increase his popularity and fame, but that would be too slow to generate income.

He doesn't have the time right now.

If it could be published directly, even if the first print run was only two or three thousand copies, he would still receive a considerable amount of royalties.

If the editor has good taste, the initial print run of the novels he chooses will definitely not be low.

Moreover, Xia Sheng believed that the novel he referenced would become famous, and if it could be successfully published, it would definitely be a bestseller.

Reprinting it then will be a piece of cake.

Unless, of course, the editor truly lacks vision.

However, there is one problem with submitting manuscripts: they cannot be submitted online; the manuscript must be printed out and submitted directly to the document library.

That's too primitive a method.

Fortunately, he had checked the addresses of the three major document libraries, and the one he chose was not far from here; it would only take about ten minutes by tram.