Thinking of this, the girl with short hair with her ears quickly said, "So you just moved here, then there is nothing I can do. I'll tell you, our uniform is the uniform of Komakoto Academy."

"Junwang Academy" Wang Twist tilted his head and said, "Does all the students here be students of Juunwang Academy?"

Wang Dong pointed curiously at the students around him wearing uniforms similar to those on the two girls.

"Yes," Nanako nodded with a smile and said, "Kowang Academy is the largest academy nearby."

"So that's it." Wang Dong nodded thoughtfully, then smiled and turned his eyes back to the two girls, and asked, "By the way, I don't know the name of this lady."

Wang Dong looked at the girl with short hair standing next to Nanako and asked with a smile.

"Ah, yes, my name is Miko Asano Miko" replied with a smile on the girl with short hair with her ears.

"I'm Nanako Fujioka." Nanako replied without being outdone.

"Okay, Asano Miko and Fujioka Nanako are right." Wang Dong grinned and showed a smile, saying, "What a nice name."

"Hehe~" the two girls laughed.

Next, Wang Dong had some more homely conversations with them, from which nearby supermarket was discounted to the recent weather conditions, and even asked a few questions that needed to be thought about before answering.

Finally, when Wang Dong waved his hand to send the two reluctant girls away, his face suddenly became subtle.

These two people are either high intelligence ai that can match human souls, or real humans. Wang Dong rubbed his forehead and said with a weak look on his face: "Can you say that the thing called Yao Ji really created a world?"

Wang Dong, who was a little unbelievable, chatted with several girls and stopped several boys on the street, but the final result was the same. These people were definitely not answering the prepared lines mechanically, but chatting with Wang Dong like a real person.

"All of these people have their own souls." Wang Dong slowly let out a breath, then narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that this world is not as simple as I imagined."

Wang Dong raised a smile on his lips and said playfully: "This is interesting. Only this real world can help me break through myself."

The so-called life and death

If even the world is fake, then how can Wang Dong find the sense of reality? Without the sense of reality, what else can you talk about the breakthrough between life and death?

"Anyway," Wang Dong lowered his head, took out a black leather wallet from his pocket, looked at the thick stack of banknotes inside, and murmured: "I'm pretty rich, go buy dinner."

Putting his wallet back into his pocket, Wang Dong walked towards the supermarket across the road with a smile. Since this world is real, if he continues to go hungry, he might really die.

Although I don’t know what this world is like, I guess it won’t be like that. Crossing the road is like a copy. Just a few people can open Wang Dong while walking towards the zebra crossing next to the road, while silently complaining about the way of crossing the road in his heart.

"Please help me." Just as Wang Dong was waiting for the green light, a beautiful girl in a very cute little devil costume next to her smiled and handed a piece of brown kraft paper in front of him.

"What is this?" Wang Dong took the kraft paper with a subtle look on his face. When he was about to ask something, he found that the traffic light next to him had switched to the green light road.

So, Wang Dong, who was in a hurry to buy food, quickly stuffed the parchment into his pocket and ran across the road.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Dong, who walked out of the supermarket with a lot of things, walked towards the house while taking out the kraft paper that had just been stuffed into his pocket.

"What's this?" Wang Dong looked at the seemingly sensible magic circle drawn on the kraft paper and said with a look of laughter and crying: "The drawing is quite real, let's see. If you need it, please summon us. We will only receive corresponding rewards. Are you demons?"

Wang Dong, who was so angry that he complained, rolled his eyes and turned the kraft paper to the back, looked at some of the terms above and said subtly: "Is this something a mysterious fanatic made? Speaking of which, it seems that the girl who sent this kraft paper seems to be."

Wang Dong recalled the girl's clothes and couldn't help but be more convinced of her guess just now. Even if she gave a flyer, she had to dress up as a little devil's look. The best pen is a fanatical fan.

"I don't understand." Wang Dong shook his head and walked up the uphill to his house, muttering: "Speaking of this, when I came out just now, I seemed to see a church coming from the other side of the back mountain. Tsk tsk, I don't know what would happen if I put this thing in the church. Pupp, can the priest of the church organize the Heresy Slaughter Department to clean up those mysterious fanatics?"

Wang Dong couldn't help but make up for a scene of dog biting, and he burst into laughter.

This cannot be blamed on Wang Dong. After all, Wang Dong has not felt the existence of a mysterious aura since he came to this world, so he subconsciously believed that this world was a mysterious world.

Since it is a mysterious world, how can there be such things as demons and gods?

Shaking his head, Wang Dong walked to the trash can with kraft paper, ready to put this thing in, but he had no intention of making any devil play.

However, just as Wang Dong turned around, he suddenly became stunned.

Above the trash can in front of him, a woman with long black hair in a black leather jacket was standing gracefully on it. It seemed that she was not stepping on the trash can, but on the stage.

"Uh" Wang Dong widened his eyes. Of course, he was not surprised by the beautiful nickname of this woman, nor was he surprised by the fact that this woman would actually stand on the trash can, but by the woman's surprise.

What's behind her.

It was a pair of black, shaking, wings.

That was true, Wang Dong couldn't help but widen his eyes and murmured: "Can the black wings be said to be, the fallen angel?"

"Oh, as a mortal, you still have a vision." The female fallen angel showed a meaningful smile to Wang Dong. She flashed her wings and slowly flew up from the trash can, then gracefully passed over Wang Dong's head and fell to the other side of Wang Dong.

"No, no, no, how could there be a fallen angel in this world?" Wang Dong rubbed his temple hard and said with a look of disrespect. "Did I say I made a mistake? This is not a scientific world, but a mysterious world, but I did not sense any strange energy."

Wang Dong frowned and decided to use magic to scan the city directly to see if he could not sense the energy of the world, or if there was any mechanism in this city.

For example, anti-gravity boots movable mimetic wings, etc.

However, when Wang Dong was about to activate his magic power, his face suddenly changed.

Because he didn't feel something was wrong, Wang Dong never thought from the beginning that he had lost all his magic and power in this world.

In other words, Wang Dong is indeed what the female fallen angel calls “mortals”.

"What's wrong? Seeing the beautiful fallen angel, can't even say anything?" The fallen angel looked at Wang Dong standing there, and couldn't help but send out a string of petite petites with a hint of mocking, "What a stupid and dirty race, why? The artifact will fall in love with you?"

"Artificial Artifact" Wang Gong heard the words of the fallen angel and immediately came back to her senses and said with a puzzled look: "What is a magical artifact?"

"Ah, it seems that I really don't know anything." The fallen angel looked at Wang Dong's unsuspecting false expression and immediately let out a string of laughter, "Then, let me let you die in ignorance."

"S" Wang Dong had time to spit out a word, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the left without hesitation, a spear of light rubbed his clothes and pierced the ground.

"You are so sick." Wang Dong couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at the fallen angel with anger on his face and roared: "Are you sick? I know you? Are you so bad? Are you so bad? So you are itchy and itchy? You owe you to find a man. What are you sending here? "

Damn, the fallen angel appeared in front of me for no reason, and then he started to attack without saying a word. Isn't it a slut

"What did you say?" After hearing Wang Dong's voice, the fallen angel's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly changed. It was a kind of hideous rage. "A lowly man of a lowly race dared to speak to me like this and kill you."

"Go to you?" Wang Dong raised a middle finger at the fallen angel, and then, in the raging eyes of the fallen angel, he threw the food in his hand towards her without hesitation.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!