What terminated Mishan's otaku behavior was something that Mi Lin, who replaced the "old popsicle" as the "legendary mythological garbage king" in Boston wasteland.

"Dad, Dad! I found a thing with a different style!" Mi Lin rushed into the airship viewing cabin where Mi Shan was.

The 2B girl with two big and small samurai swords floating behind her back, wearing a black mask and following her expressionlessly.

Although he did not get along with Mi Lin, Mi Lin took her as a follower on the grounds of practicing this artificial combat skills.

"What kind of thing with different styles?" Given that there have been bubbles, terror, ET aliens, women's clothing big shots, and other messy things, Mi Shan feels that it doesn't matter what kind of thing with different styles appear again.

"That's it!" Mi Lin took out a fresh and refined painting style from his "space bag", which looked like a ritual helmet made from a magical world or a tomb robber world.

"I heard that this thing can make people immortal!"

"Eternal life?" Greenhill, who had not cared much, looked at the helmet in Mi Lin's hand with serious eyes after hearing Mi Lin's words.

There is not much difference between the pursuit of immortality, neither the science fiction world nor the magic world.

Moreover, as a resident of the magical world, eternal life belongs to something that can be seen and touched.

After the destruction of the world tree Noda Hill, the night elves used the power of the whole clan to replant a Teda Hill in order to continue to enjoy the welfare of immortality.

"Oh, but from the fact that this thing appears in your hands... it can be seen that the guy who is immortal is finished, right?" Mi Shan said with no fluctuations in his expression.

"Who made them unsatisfied with my arrangements? Alas, dad, why are you not surprised at all!" Mi Lin said.

"I've played the plot of Kaiber's Mansion several endings, what else can I be surprised about?" Mi Shan said indifferently: "How did you choose?"

"So that's how it is..." Mi Lin sighed and felt that Mi Shan's father said nothing wrong with him, "I told them to give me the mask."

"As a result, no one agreed... I have lived for a long time and I don't have any strength at all."

"Ha? There is no such option in the game..." Mi Shan suddenly came back to her senses from the indifferent state.

"Hehehehe, so, Dad, the games you play are just games after all, and there is no real richness of reality." Mi Lin said with a smile on his face.

"That's true..." Mishan nodded and said to Greenhill: "Check what this helmet is."

Greenhill, who followed Mishan's orders, checked the helmet brought back by Mirin, showed a look of not knowing whether it was confusing or strange.

"What's wrong?" asked Mi Shan, who knew that Greenhill must have discovered something.

"There is a strange force in this helmet." Greenhill said: "It has nothing to do with the ancient gods."

"What does it mean but it has nothing to do with it?" Mi Shan didn't feel that this kind of thing would be related to the ancient gods' Cthulhu mythical tentacle monsters.

Or, if it doesn't matter, it's really strange.

"Just like the relationship between the power of holy light and the power of nature." Greenhill thought for a long time before he thought of such an answer.

"What does it mean?" As a result, Greenhill's answer made Mi Shan even more confused.

Mi Lin said with a clear understanding: "The big sister's head probably means that it comes from a world, but it is not the same kind, right?"

"Um...is this?" Mishan gave Greenhill a questioning look.

"Well, that's probably what it means, sir." Greenhill did not deny Mi Lin's speculation.

"That's it." Mi Shan nodded and said, "It seems that this mask has something to do with what ancient super civilization."

"What a super civilized dad?" Mi Lin said curiously.

"It's a race that is in the same setting as the Cthulhu mythology system, but has no direct relationship with those tentacle monsters." Mi Shan said while reaching out to the helmet placed on the table.

When he touched it, Mi Shan's expression was slightly stunned.

Greenhill, who noticed that Master Mishan's expression changed, quickly used holy light to isolate the connection between Mishan's fingers and helmet, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Master."

"It's okay...it's just...tsk tsk tsk." Mi Shan said in wonder what expression he should have shown: "No wonder even though he can live forever and gain various special abilities after wearing the helmet, he is crazy."

"Yeah, that old man is a little crazy." Mi Lin recalled what he encountered when he found those people.

"Because he said less line!" Mi Shan took advantage of Greenhill's inattention and picked up the helmet on the table and put it on and shouted: "I'm not a human being! jojo!!"

Mishan's reckless actions scared Greenhill and Mirin.

Greenhill, who was sure that Lord Mishan was indeed affected, entered the battle mode of unfolding the Wings of Revenge in an instant, and reached out to take the helmet from Mishan.

Mi Lin was a little late, but judging from the movements, she held the same thoughts as Sister Greenhill.

However, when Greenhill's fingertips were about to touch Mishan, the whole world suddenly stopped.

The thoughts of the three people are still passing away, but the world is fixed.

Then, maybe it took a long time... maybe it took a moment.

The environment background of the three people was changed from the Kirov airship viewing cabin to among the stars.

"Don't be nervous." Mishan said, "This thing is just a liaison."

Although Lord Mishan said this, Greenhill still maintained a fighting posture in this somewhat illusory environment.

"Dad, don't scare me!" Mi Lin said.

"Just just kidding. Don't you think my lines were very fun just now?" Mi Shan put on a look that would alarm the joints.

"This is not fun at all, sir!" Greenhill sighed and said after confirming that the person who was playing tricks was Lord Mishan himself.

"Hahaha, forgive me~~" Mi Shan also found herself joking too much and said quickly.

"I didn't blame the adults, nor did I blame the adults." Greenhill said: "I just hope that when you do this in the future, you can say something in advance."

"If you said it in advance, it would be useless." Mi Shan shook her head and said, "There is only one opportunity to contact us."

"Where is this, Dad?" asked Mi Lin, who had no idea what Mi Shan's father was talking about.

"A place that is always half a dimensional higher than anywhere." Mishan said: "The current purpose is to establish contact."

Accompanied by Mi Shan's words, three figures with clear bodies appeared beside Mi Shan and the other two. Mi Lin was shocked again and was about to ask Mi Shan's father who these "people" were. She was frightened to find that although she opened her mouth, she didn't say a word.

What was even more frightened was that she could see Mi Shan's father and Sister Greenhill talking, but nothing was heard to her ears.

Then a feeling of sleepiness from somewhere filled her whole body. Mi Lin, who struggled hard for a few seconds, fell asleep directly.

"Ah? Can't she bear this kind of communication?" Mi Shan said strangely when she noticed Mi Lin standing and sleeping in this space.

"The system is different." Greenhill said: "This is the self-protection function that you have given to her, your blessing."

"...Did the terror sell a defective product to Mi Lin?" Mi Shan said strangely.

"..." Greenhill did not respond.

"Okay, this matter is not the focus now." By communicating with the three figures in front of you... to be precise, it was a communication with Bubble. The other two were just passing by and taking a look, and Mi Shan knew the significance of his existence to these worlds.
Chapter completed!