Could it be discovered by Conan's world consciousness?

Impossible, there is a systematic cover, it is impossible for him to be discovered.

Even if he was discovered, he should be bombarded into scum the next second he appeared in the world of Conan.

It was a coincidence, it should be a coincidence. Yuntian comforted himself that it was raining, pouring rain, and lightning and thunder. In addition, he is on a small hill with trees surrounded by thunder. It's normal for him to be killed by thunder.

Coincidentally, it means that he is very unlucky, and if unlucky, it should be the reason that the black hair has transferred the curse before he can't see it, and let him play the game three times every minute.

But he was in invincible, and he had checked his body in the commissary where he spoke the law and found no problems, but since it was not someone else's curse, could it be said that the little bitch of the goddess of luck buried him alive by digging a hole?

or!

Yuntian: System, did you secretly extract my luck?

[Host, the system itself continues to operate due to the activation of the host’s air transport, and there is no stealing problem]

Yuntian: Speaking of, there should be a lot of air luck on my body, right, and with the growth of strength, killing and destroying the world, my air luck will become more and more, remove the air luck that you continue to use. Is there nothing left?

[The system does not explain]

Yuntian: Damn, I know that the excess air luck has been hacked by you. If I hadn't only depended on you to improve my strength, I would have turned my face and denied the system.

[The system does not know what the host is saying]

Yuntian: If my luck is swallowed by you, I will swallow it. However, luckily, I don't dare to force it, but you at least save my luck to me in a state of not unlucky.

[The system tries to meet the requirements of the host]

Yuntian: Forget it, I can't see my luck anyway, just be happy.

Yuntian: It's time to do business, system, go to Conan World. By the way, you'd better change the coordinates a little bit. I don't want to be in the wilderness anymore.

[Character template generation]

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The night sky was full of stars and the full moon was bright. Yuntian looked directly at the three-story building with the sign of Maori Detective Agency and nodded very satisfied.

Yuntian: Go directly to the other party's door, the system, your transmission is really good this time, I hope Dodo will keep the same in the future.

To praise the system that finally did a human thing, Yun Tian raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars and said: However, it seems a bit late this day, he needs to wait...

The yellow dead leaves were floating and scattered, all naturally falling on the ground. The street trees that were originally full of greenery revealed their naked bodies.

Damn it!

Yuntian widened his eyes and screamed inwardly. In his aftermath, he saw a green and vibrant street tree suddenly stripped of his clothes, and his clothes turned yellow.

Looking around, the green leaves that had grown well on the trees are now lying on the ground very well-behaved.

This world is too terrible. The environment changes in a blink of an eye. According to some scientific evidence, oh hey, does Newton ignore it?

No, it seems that Newton doesn’t care about this. It seems that some of the twelve ancestral witches manage the environment, but this is the mortal world. The ancestral witches are all playing race wars with Emperor Jundong Taiyi in Honghuang, I am afraid that there will be no time to get down. .

hiss!

It's so cold, because of the environmental change, the air-conditioning of the world suddenly flooded, causing Yuntian, who was in the same black body shorts and flip-flops, to shudder subconsciously, and hugged his arms.

A white snowflake fell in front of Yuntian's eyes, and Yuntian raised his head, and the sky was full of snowflakes, falling towards the ground.

It was snowing. What kind of horrible weather is this? The cold and trembling cloud ran into the corridor of the Maori detective office a few steps, and went up to the second floor to avoid the wind and snow.

In front of the door of the second floor of Maori Detective Affairs, Yun Tian sat on the uppermost stairs and shivered.

It was really bad luck. First, he was drenched in heavy rain, and then thunderous. Now it is snowing again. Yuntian doesn't know what to say. Fortunately, his spirit is tough, the cold can withstand the cold, but the spirit can resist. Live, my body can't stand it.

The walls are so cold, the ground is so cold, there is no feeling in the buttocks, the feet are unconscious, and people are so cold.

Damn it, he can't go to the third floor and knock on the door to get a dress. After all, this Xiaolan is no longer Pe Xiaolan. There is no intersection at all, and they are all strangers.

Although with the unchanged character of Xiaolan Angel, he would have a set of clothes, but in the middle of the night, I disturbed Zhengxiang who was sleeping in the warm quilt and asked her to leave the bed and give him a piece of clothing.

Let's not talk about my identity, the most important thing is too much hatred, Yuntian thinks that it is better to change the way, for example, persistence is victory.

In or, Yuntian sits upright, pointing his right thumb at his temple.

Some can't get rid of it, but this is the quickest and best method. After all, the ghost knows how long the cold weather will last, and it is better to be frozen to death than suicide.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Yuntian's eyes are cold, his heart is cruel, and he starts.

puff!

Taking the little nails that grew out of his thumb as a blade, Yun Tian, ​​who didn't regard himself as a human, put his thumb in his brain very smoothly.

Yun Tian, ​​whose life had returned to zero, his body was retracted by the system and disappeared in the world of Conan, and death returned. Yun Tian's body sighed again without words.