The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 90 Ideas about Mirage (7)

Seeing the mirage bead in Crab Shiba's hand, an idea flashed through Zhu Xulin's mind.

"You mean using mirage beads... to expand the opening of the sea ban again."

When it comes to sea ban, Crab Shiba has changed from his previous naive appearance, with a faint light twinkling in his eyes.

I could only hear him speaking a little faster, as if he had a plan in mind, "The Daqian territory is vast. Ever since Taizu set up the sea ban, the human race and the sea race have rarely had contact with each other. This has also caused the sea race to basically treat the human race with two eyes." A touch of darkness."

"So until now, despite the fact that the Hai Clan is causing trouble in Dingyuan City, in fact, in many places in Daqian, some people are still unknown to the Hai Clan."

After saying that, Crab Shiba paused and continued, "So I'm thinking, can we speed up the progress of this transitional stage? For example... using mirage beads... the sea tribe can build a virtual mirage bead to make the sky Friends from the south and the north meet each other on the mirage."

"The human race obviously has a better foundation, why can't we create a platform similar to the mirage? Bring together the sea tribe, the human race and some demon tribes to conduct business."

Only then did Zhu Xulin suddenly realize.

He didn't expect that after he casually said that Song Lanyi's father was thousands of miles away, this crab Shiba would come up with such a grand and even incredible method.

Including the three tribes of humans, demons and seas, there is a mirage-like existence spanning hundreds of thousands of mountains, the waters of the Milky Way, the Daqian territory, and the fairy islands in the East China Sea.

Just the sound of it makes people feel like their scalp is numb.

But the person who proposed this idea was not Amaterasu, not a saint, but a seemingly naive Crab.

Zhu Xulin looked at him for a long time and sighed, "This is too difficult. Do you know how much manpower and material resources it costs?"

Speaking of this, Crab Shiba, who had a twinkle in his eyes just now, returned to his usual silly look. He touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "It depends on people."

Zhu Xulin saw it now.

What a fool, what a fool.

This is not the case with Crab Shiba.

They are clearly rice dumplings wrapped in white skin and filled with sesame filling!

He patted Crab Shiba on the shoulder and couldn't help but asked curiously, "Brother, what is your family doing?"

Crab Shiba smiled and said nothing, but took out the mirage bead again and said in the most bland and ordinary tone, "My house... just has a small mine."

"This mine happens to produce... mirage beads."

Zhu Xulin realized this.

The guy who co-authored it is not just a great person.

He promoted mirage beads and established a platform, and part of his idea was...to sell more mirage beads, or to find more research value from mirage beads.

But this actually makes Crab Shiba real.

If he really did everything he could to build a platform for Song Lan just because of Zhu Xulin's words, Zhu Xulin would have doubted his intentions.

The night falls.

The mirage was still filled with flickering candlelight.

However, the direction of Xiulou attracted the attention of many foreigners on Luogu Street.

Just because these would-be princes-in-law looked like handsome young men when they entered the embroidery building, but when they came out, they had a bruised nose, swollen face, and grinning teeth.

What shocked them even more was that these noble gentlemen, who seemed to have suffered a critical blow, were all holding hands with each other, looking extremely familiar.

what on earth is it?

What could happen?

Ao Huanhuan was sitting on the embroidery building, admiring the original poem in his hand and humming an unknown song.

These guys still want to fight her?

Didn't you find out carefully that she, Ao Huanhuan, defeated all the invincible opponents in the Dragon Palace, crushed all the sisters, and fought her way out of the bloody road to please the Dragon Mother?

As for why they were holding hands, it was naturally because, on the same night, in the same place, they were both severely beaten by the same person.

This severe beating gave them a common little secret and indescribable pain.

Secrets are the beginning of friendship.

However, those are not important.

Ao Huanhuan was in a good mood, and the intonation of her songs rose.

She looked over and over at the poem manuscript in her hand, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Sometimes she frowned and thought deeply, and sometimes she stared at it and shed tears.

But at this moment, the Wanli snail in her hand suddenly sounded.

Ao Huanhuan suddenly had an unknown premonition.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the Wanli snail, her mother's voice sounded.

"Xiao Qi, I heard that you got a poem manuscript?"

Ao Huanhuan's eyes suddenly widened.

Who brought the Dragon Mother here?

Didn't we agree to steal poetry manuscripts quietly and make a fortune in silence?

It must be those who didn’t grab the poem manuscript who tipped it off!

She opened her mouth and said, "Mother, this poem was given to me by a little girl who has admired me for a long time."

Dragon Mother chuckled directly, but her words were not polite, "How did I hear that this poem manuscript... was obtained by you asking her for it?"

"But……"

"Okay, I just took a look and then I will return it to you."

Now that everything has been said, what else can Ao Huanhuan do?

Of course she could only nod.

But after hanging up with Wanli Luo, Ao Huanhuan looked like she was about to cry without tears.

The koi boy looked on and wondered, "Her Royal Highness Dragon Mother is rich all over the world, so why did you pay attention to a poem manuscript this time? Even if Song Lanyi is quite famous, she shouldn't be so concerned about it?"

This is also what Ao Huanhuan is confused about.

She sighed, packed up the poem manuscript, and shook her head, "Obtaining the poem manuscript is easy, keeping the poem manuscript is difficult, hiding the poem manuscript is difficult and difficult!"

the other side.

Beyond the demon clan hinterland in the far north, the Thousand Buddha Deserts in the west, and the misty forests in the south, there is the East China Sea with countless overseas fairy islands and the treasures of Kyushu.

In the center of the East China Sea, the sea here is dark blue.

Under the seemingly calm sea surface, there is a gorgeous underwater world... and turbulent undercurrents.

In the deep sea here, stands a palace that is no less impressive than the Daqian Palace.

It's just that compared to the human race's delicacy and grandeur, as well as its combination of elegance and strength, the palaces of the East China Sea Dragon Clan appear to be more primitive... or even primitive.

The carved beams here have smooth lines and vaguely form a dragon's head, but the dragon's head has no eyes, as if it is afraid of being too expressive and turning into reality.

In the center of a magnificent palace, a woman with a dragon horn on her head and a lazy and noble posture was leaning on the steps, picking up a chess piece in her hand.

Opposite her was a woman whose face was covered with veil, only her beautiful eyes were exposed.

This person is none other than Saint Baihua.

The woman with dragon horns said leisurely, "It's just a poem, is it worth mentioning it yourself, Baihua?"

Baihua smiled softly and said calmly, "I am an elder after all, so it is not easy for me to snatch it myself. This is different from the impression I give people."

The seventh update ~ I was really sleepy at noon and fell asleep after lying down for a while

(End of chapter)