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Dimension travel (poor TL)

my patreon and paypal : belamy20 give donation if you want help me Have a system of randomly acquiring abilities, and travel through infinite dimensions. The black light virus in Tokyo? DxD ! the Sons of Sparta? Unknown Holy Grail War? Black|Rock Shooter's pitch black bullet,... Infinite ability, infinite possibility, can the protagonist rewrite the tragedy and restore regret? try ing translating novel chinese novel... if you can help me with grammar.. and naming... i really appreciate it.. if someone want to suport me with paypal.. new with this.. more help... quicker update and editing.. https://www.paypal.me/belamy20 even 1$ really help me... to eat... this new corona mutation killing me... financial... you can request another novel for translation.. if your brain can keep out with my translation...

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Mo Yan didn't expect that Dong Xiang with a cold face would actually cry, so he couldn't help but froze in place.

"Kirishima-san, he's okay!" Jin Muyan looked at Mo Yan with some worry.

After recovering, Mo Yan smiled reluctantly, "It should be okay, I'll go find her."

Looking for a circle through thermal vision, Mo Yan finally found Dong Xiang on the roof of the church. At this time, she was sitting on the roof with her hands around her knees, curled up in a ball.

Hearing Mo Yan's footsteps approaching, Touka Kirishima tilted her head and said nothing.

Mo Yan sat gently beside her, not knowing what to say, and was silent for a moment, "She was right, those wings are really beautiful."

Kirishima Touka, who didn't say a word, suddenly became excited when he heard these words, "How can it be beautiful, obviously.....Obviously, every time you will only be regarded as a monster or an alien..."

"It's not like the Dong Xiang I know!" Mo Yan said with a sudden smile.

Kirishima Touka turned her head again a little bit angry, and said nothing.

Mo Yan smiled again and said, "The Kirishima Dongxiang I know is a cold-looking girl, but a girl who is gentler than anyone else in her heart, but it's a pity that she is a bit duplicity."

"Who is right?" Kirishima Dongxiang interrupted Mo Yan with a flushed face, "And what kind of gentleness, who would think that a ghoul is gentle." The voice started to fall again, even a little choked.

"Me, there are Jinmu, Hinshi, Miss Flute... they all think that way, don't they?" Mo Yan gently put his hand on her head and stroked, and said softly, "Moreover, this way I like Dong Xiang very much..."

"Hi...what do you like..." Hearing these words like a confession, Kirishima's face turned red and his voice began to stammer.

"It's late, I'm going back." Before Mo Yan could say the rest, she shouted out loudly, as if she was hiding something. She threw away Mo Yan's hand and hurriedly stood up, holding her hands. The flushed face fled.

Leaving Mo Yan alone was a little dazed, and swallowed the phrase "After all, you are my first friend" that he was about to say, he felt that Dong Xiang might have misunderstood something.

The next day, because Jin Muyan suffered a serious injury, he took leave to rest at home today, and Mo Yan got up early as if nothing had happened before, and then opened the door of the antique cafe.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Kirishima Touka, who was wiping the table, turned his head and looked over. It turned out that it was Mo Yan, like a frightened rabbit, and ran up to the store manager and shouted, "Manager, I have something wrong today. , Ask for leave."

Without waiting for Kozen Yoshimura's consent, Touka Kirishima hurried back to his room, Mo Yan looked confused, why seeing himself was like seeing a ghost.

However, did the manager of the Antique Café come back? Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a while. Just as Mo Yan was thinking to himself, Gongshan Fangcun stopped Mo Yan.

"Mo Yanjun, can you come to the reception room with me? I want to ask you about some things." Fangcun Gongshan said with a smile.

Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, Mo Yan didn't intend to refuse it. When he came to the meeting room, Fangcun Gongshan first served Mo Yan a cup of coffee, and then said, "These days, Sifang Lianshijun and I have been at 7 Area."

District 7? Is it because of what kind of restaurant? Mo Yan seemed to have guessed why Gongshan Fangcun was looking for him, but Mo Yan didn't interrupt him, just quietly sipping coffee.

"Mo Yanjun, someone saw you entering the restaurant with Jin Mujun and Yue Shanxi that day. Later, that incident occurred in District 7. I want to ask, it should be Mo Yanjun that you did it." Fangcun Gongshan probed Asked sex.

Putting down the cup, Mo Yan smiled faintly, "If I said yes, what would you do?".

"No, I won't do anything. What I want to do is just to protect the peace of the antique cafe. Asking Mo Yanjun you just want to confirm it. If Mo Yanjun doesn't want to say it, I won't force it." Gongshan Fangcun squinted his eyes, making people unable to see the reality.

"You already know the answer, don't you?" Mo Yan didn't answer him face-to-face, but showed a meaningful smile.

"Although I have a foreboding, I still feel very shocked to hear the answer, Mo Yanjun, who are you, with all due respect, no ghoul can hide under my nose, but it is a pity that I am on you. I can't feel any Ghoul breath, but that kind of power is no longer available to humans."

"In fact, I'm still a human being." Seeing Kozen Yoshimura opened his mouth to refute, Mo Yan interrupted him, "It's just that I am a human being and possess a virus called black light."

"Black light?" Gongshan Fangcun, who had never heard of this virus, thought for a while, "Mo Yanjun, what do you think of us."

Mo Yan remembered the time he had just arrived, and said with emotion, "When I first came, I just felt that Ghoul was just a monster of cannibalism. After I met Dong Xiang, Jin Mu, Hina Shi... They can't choose their origin, but they have chosen the lifestyle they want. Ghoul and human beings share the same feelings. Maybe... it's not the human or the ghoul but the world that is wrong."

Gongshan Fangcun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and confirmed that Mo Yan was not an enemy. That was enough, but he decided to ask the last question, "Mo Yan-jun, what do you plan to do."

Mo Yan smiled, and did not answer, but instead asked a question, "I want two people with hatred to give up their hatred, even if it is temporary, what is needed?"

"Communication and understanding?" Fangcun Gongshan thought for a long time and gave an answer.

"No, it's a common enemy, an enemy they can't resist. Now that the situation has become like this, it's better than..." Mo Yan stretched out his hand and made a lifting motion, "turning off the entire chessboard."

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