Chat rooms are also thriving today.

Is it the collapse of this world that has begun to lead to human trafficking? Or is it Kiana who has begun to be trafficked?!

Kiana: ? ? ?

"It means... exactly what it says."

March 7th glanced at the virtual screen.

When asked how to explain her time travel, Linnai replied: "Answer the truth."

March 7: Not a single word changed?

Linnaeus: Not a single word changed!

In Linnaeus's view, there was nothing special about this.

It's just traveling between worlds, isn't it? Old Yang from Bengtie also traveled through the Star Gate, didn't he?

then.

On March 7th, he recounted how he entered the chat room.

"So, after you pushed open the toilet door on March 7th, you entered a special space?"

Himeko asked with a surprised look, "And the true nature of that space is a chat room that can travel between worlds?"

"Uh-huh!"

March 7th nodded repeatedly and took out his camera:

"Then we were transported to Kiana's world, defeated Cocolia who was planning to cause the Third Honkai Impact, and even met Uncle Yang and the others from that world!"

Walter looked at the photo, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"Oh right, Uncle Yang, I also took a separate photo."

"?"

Walter looked curious.

photo?

"This is the one."

On March 7th, a photo of Tesla was brought up, and the smile on his face was impossible to suppress.

"Oh~"

Himeko looked at him with a mocking expression.

"cough."

Dan Heng also turned his head to look.

Walter coughed and pushed up his glasses, which were being stared at by everyone.

This is really...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Terra.

"I'm back."

Chen glanced at the sun outside the window, then turned to look at the clock on the wall.

as predicted.

I'm late.

Chen rubbed his glasses.

Oh.

wrong.

It seems she missed another day of work.

Chen suddenly remembered that she seemed to have entered the chat room the night before last.

Oh wow.

Chen's body stiffened instantly.

Not good.

But after thinking about it for a while, she realized that she didn't seem to have any solutions either.

Things have come to this...

I'd better go to work first.

But when Chen Gang opened the door, he found a tiger nicknamed "Char Siu Cat" standing at her door.

"what."

"!!!"

Chen dodged to the side, watching as Shi Huaiya's punch missed its mark.

What are you doing?

Chen frowned as he looked over.

"Knock on the door! Who knew you'd suddenly open it... Wait, Rice Noodle Dragon! I'm asking you, why didn't you come to the Guard Bureau yesterday? And you're late today!!"

Swire rubbed her wrist and glared at Chen in front of her.

"I went out for a while."

Chen raised an eyebrow and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

"I've come to see...to see if you're dead or not!"

Swire snorted and said with dissatisfaction, "You don't go to work, you don't reply to messages, and you're not even in service area. Where on earth have you gone?"

"Another world."

"?"

Swire's eyes widened.

No!

You thick-browed, big-eyed rice noodle roll dragon!

You don't want to tell a lie and just frankly deceive yourself, right?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Chen turned his head to look.

But Swire felt as if the other person was mocking her.

I'm a little angry.

But Swire held back.

Rather than arguing with this rice noodle roll dragon here, it's better to watch her get scolded by Jiu sooner.

"Tch, just you wait and see what you'll do after that. Skipping work and leaving early, let's see what you do then."

Just thinking about that scene made Swire feel excited.

Even now, she can't suppress the smile from her lips.

"..."

broken.

There's another one like this.

Chen rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

How should I put this?

Forget it.

Since we're already here, let's make the best of it.

Compared to Linnaeus.

Chen was noticeably more composed.

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Britain.

"You're back..."

Artoria set foot on this familiar land once again.

Looking at the scenery in front of me.

I suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Is that the world of the future...? It's quite different from the present."

Artoria gently patted her face.

"Artoria".

A white-haired magician suddenly appeared to the side.

"teacher."

"Where have you been these past two days?" Merlin asked, frowning.

"I had a wonderful trip."

Artoria smiled.

"travel?"

"Yes."

"..."

Merlin, seeing that Artoria had no intention of saying anything more, fell into a brief silence.

Then he took a deep look at Artoria...

"hiss!!"

"teacher?"

Artoria looked at Merlin in alarm as he suddenly covered his eyes.

"No...it's nothing."

Merlin rubbed his eyes.

He originally only intended to use his telescopic vision to take a look.

But in the very first second, a golden light struck his face.

"Are you sure everything's okay?"

Artoria asked worriedly.

"I'll be fine after a while."

Merlin stood up: "Artoria, you go find Sir Hector first."

"Okay... By the way, teacher."

"Ok?"

Do you know flash magic?

"what?"

Varied……

what?

Flash magic?

Chapter Nineteen: Fear