The Collection of The End

"Morning load--"

When I walked all the way to the monitoring point and saw the people in the clinic, I stopped thinking.

If I had to describe it, it would be like seeing "Team Rocket successfully snatched Pikachu" or "Tom successfully ate Jerry", and my mind was at a loss - how is this possible? How did it happen? What will happen next?

I am very familiar with this small two-bedroom clinic. Directly opposite the door is the doctor's desk and a small pharmacy, while next door are three infusion chairs and two hospital beds. Since the workload is not heavy and no inpatient services are provided, , so only the "monitor" himself is responsible.

So what about the monitors? Where did I go as a handsome monitor?

Sitting there now was a young man with orange hair tied into a high ponytail and wearing a strange white-on-green-edged coat. Although he was a little handsome, he gave off an aura of hopeless good-for-nothing.

He was lying on the doctor's table, flipping the laptop on the table with one hand. When he saw me, he raised his other hand and waved at me with the unpeeled orange in his hand.

What does this orange mean? I am your father?

No, wait, you can complain later, the key question now is...

"Why are you here!" I strode over and slapped the table where he was lying.

"Why can't I be here? This is a clinic, and I am a healthy and serious-working doctor, right?" the guy responded listlessly.

Do you dare to say that you work seriously?

No, wait, now is not the time to dwell on that.

"You go back to Jia right now!" I continued to pound the table.

"No, no, if you don't go back until now, you will definitely be scolded." It seemed that because I banged the table too loudly, he simply stepped back and started peeling oranges to eat.

"What's wrong with scolding you? Do you know how much I-we miss you!" I slapped the table again, only to find that a few drops of water fell down from the shock, and then I realized that my face was covered with water again. tears.

Damn it, this incarnation is the worst I've ever had.

"...Calm down first and let's talk slowly." The young man shook his head helplessly, took out a folded handkerchief and handed it to me.

"Anyway, you have to go back to Jia -" I said while wiping my face, and then I found that my tone turned into a cry at some point.

This thing is simply... it would be troublesome if an acquaintance saw it.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I just remembered that I have something to do at home, so I have to leave now." Suddenly, a fat aunt carrying a basket came out of the infusion room next door, hurriedly said hello to the doctor, and trotted away without even looking at me. In the clinic, he was still muttering: "Young people today really can't understand, they are getting old..."

Although I don’t know the name, I have the impression that the aunt seems to be the best among the aunties and mothers-in-law who like to spread gossip.

And the content of the conversation I just had with the doctor plus the expression on my face at this moment...

"She's already inside?"

"I thought you knew?"

"..."

As expected, it’s better to let this guy drop ArsNova!

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Fenis Chaldea, the Humanity Survival Guarantee Agency, is a research institute and observatory that brings together elites from various countries to prevent human extinction. Repair human nature.

But last year it was captured by a guy who called himself Crypter, and a few staff members fled. After many adventures, they rebuilt in the Wandering Sea.

The yellow man in front of him, Romani Archaman, also known as Dr. Roman, was the head of his medical department. Special note, he is deceased.

His true identity is Solomon, the Magic King who created Goetia. He used [ArsNova] when repairing the singularity of the endgame and died with him. Unlike Arash's [ ], that Noble Phantasm will be together with its body in the Heroic Soul Seat after use. disappear,

It is completely [nothing], so it cannot be pulled out to die again in the next game like Arash.

But the problem is-

"That's just a game, isn't it? It's a mobile game that exists even in my world!" I clicked on FGO on my phone, pulled out the event record, and showed Dr. Roman a portrait of Dr. Roman smiling and scratching his head.

"Hmm... I'm more handsome now." Roman commented after looking at it for a while.

Can paper people compare with real people?

"Stop, stop, stop," Roman saw me picking up the orange and trying to hit him, and he quickly made a "Stop" gesture: "It seems you still don't know why I'm here, so let me explain, okay?"

"Please start your performance." I pulled the patient's chair aside and sat down.

"Although I am a game character, aren't you the same?" the doctor said.

"No, I can't refute it."

"This is the Hall of Valor, and you bear the title of [Grand Caster], right?" the doctor asked again.

"Yes." I thought for a moment about Ilia's vest, which I had tortured so much.

"You used [The time of birth has come to correct everything (Ars Almadel Salomonis)], right?"

"Um……"

"You used [The time has come to say goodbye, abandon the world (ArsNova)], and you said you loved me the most, right?"

"That doesn't count!"

"You've repaired Human Reason more than once, right?"

"I think it's more like creating a singularity."

"You transformed into [Magic☆Merry] and brought Fufu with you, right?"

"...What the hell?"

"The most important thing is that you, like me, don't exist anywhere except in other people's memories, right?" Roman spread his hands: "Do you still think it's strange that I appear here?"

"Last question," I pointed to the game screen on my phone: "Did you become Roman's [monitor] because I 'wanted Roman to appear', or were you the incarnation of the doctor himself like Brother Monkey?"

"Huh? Don't I look like Roman himself? This is really sad." Roman said pretendingly and picked up the oranges on the table again.

"Because I'm sober enough. Although I'm very powerful in traveling through worlds and doing whatever I want, those worlds are still far from 'real'. Unless I change the world some time, the stupid system and the reminder sister both say that I have 'created' history." Rather than 'changing' history, that is the real 'change'. Otherwise, you will just be self-satisfied in the false world you created." I clicked on my phone again: "This 'fourth wall' is not that Good to break, I don’t know if you have the character ‘Deadpool’ there. Although in the comics he seems to be able to run around and even enter the editorial office, unless I see the editorial office being attacked in reality, the comics cannot Keep updating this kind of news, which can completely confirm that he is still trapped in a deeper wall - and, since I am an NPC, how many walls my 'reality' is away from the real 'reality' is also a question. The unknown.”

"It sounds like a radio broadcast." Roman peeled an orange and threw it into his mouth and ate it.

"Answer my question!" I knocked on the table again.

"I am 'your' Roman." The doctor raised his eyes and looked at me seriously.

"What's the meaning?"

"I am Romani Aqiman, who worked with a master named 'Lin Hao' to repair the seven singularities, and finally returned to 'None', but by chance, I reunited with her in a strange place. Not an official, heroic or other doctor." Roman raised his finger and pointed at my mobile phone on the table: "If the operator installs it on me one day, I will consider going back -"

"Don't come back!" I slapped the table again.

"Of course not." Roman smiled.

Bang, the door of the clinic suddenly rang, and a familiar voice of an aunt was muttering away: "I was driving people away before, but now I'm not letting them go. Young people really can't understand. I'm getting old..."

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