Endless journey through the dimension

"Then, in fact, this character has the original stem. It is a social game called a long-term battle against a huge celestial body." Nakano Zhong called up a picture again. The above is a picture that is very imaginative but looks like Altaïr It feels like a completely different two-dimensional character."The original stem is a character in this game called Bai Xie Cao."

As if she felt uncomfortable sitting, Yuya put her hands behind her head, and looked at the different temperaments and images of the two and said suspiciously: "This person is completely different from that guy!"

"Yes, this has become another character." Nakanojo nodded, agreeing.

On the side, after observing for a long time, Kikuchihara said his own thoughts, "That is to say, Bai Jiecao and Altaïr are not the same person, can you understand this?"

"If you say that you are not the same person, you always feel that something is wrong..." As a comic artist, Ling Nai felt that it was not good to say that, but he didn't know what vocabulary to explain, and said helplessly: "In short, Altaïr is a man Created a very successful two-dimensional creative role."

"In the second creation, although there are many simple imitation works, if they exceed the original setting, they will be accepted by the public as other stories!"

After listening to Ling Nai's words, Sai Leijia seemed to understand, and said: "If someone who is not Songyuan wrote a story about me, there will be another appearance that is not mine, is it?"

"It will be different. If it is a change to the setting along the story line, it should be able to be integrated and then contained in the same character." Meteora lowered her head slightly and continued her analysis, "Just now Kikuchihara said that they are two different people. Even if there is a common foundation of huge celestial bodies."

"The role, personality, purpose, etc. are all greatly separated..." Meteora looked up at the two photos on the big screen, "The logo with no axis named Baijiacao. And because of this change... …I am afraid that it was separated as a separate world. And this separation has been recognized by others, which makes Altaïr a new and completely independent story."

"So, who is the direct author of this Altaïr?"

Ling Fei, who had a lot of professional terminology in Meteora, directly asked the key questions.

"It should be this. Altaïr became the first pv..."

Zhongno Zhong played a slideshow of the author's pseudonym.

The name above is amazingly

Shimazaki Setsuna...

Chapter 281: This is a big fire~

"This shouldn't be your real name."

Scratching his head, Song Principle said naturally.

It's like playing a game. Who would normally use his name as a game nickname?

There is not much difference between the two in essence, so you can basically think of it this way.

Zhongno Zhong sighed, and said in a loss: "I have searched for this for a long time, and there are no clues, but the author is sure that this person is correct. But I don't know why, since three months ago, it didn't appear. On the Internet..."

"I will ask a special department to search."

For these things, it is obviously very easy to do, Kikuchihara decisively contracted them.

Meteora attaches great importance to this matter, and keeps formulating precise plans one after another in his mind to deal with various emergencies and ensure that nothing is lost. "She, or it may be him. Just make sure the author's life is safe. , We can move on to the next step."

"Buzzing", Kikuchihara took out the vibrating mobile phone from his trouser pocket, connected to the bewildered expression on everyone's ear and said: "Yes, yes, it's all right. Please bring it here immediately. Come."

Is there another new creation discovered by the government and it wants to arrange for us to meet?

Such similar problems appeared in the hearts of several people at the same time,

New partner?

This made them look forward a little.

However, the truth is...

"These two are the authors of works whose characters can be confirmed now. The one is Ms. Suruga with the [code baby lon] painted, whose real name is Tomoka Osawa." Kikuchi was originally dressed as a more masculine horse standing on the left. He Wei raised his right hand, and then introduced another person, "This is Mr. Batou Siliao, the author of [under ground —dark night—], whose real name is Ryosuke Aida."

After a brief introduction, Kikuchihara looked at the people below and arranged, “I should work with everyone here as a creator...”

"Hello, everyone, I'm Batou..." The middle-aged uncle Batou with glasses was expressionless, showing a lack of interest.

"Ah... I drew [code baby lon], named Suruga..." Suruga seemed helpless when he was interrupted and asked to come here, and said in a fluttering tone.

As a courtesy, the two also introduced themselves to everyone again.

"Is Mr. Suruga actually a woman?!" Ayano covered her mouth with a small hand, unbelievable that the idol in her heart is also a female painter, and she painted so handsome!

"Uh, I am often mistaken for a man." Suruga answered Ling Nai as he was used to.

"This person can draw such a picture! It's amazing..." Ayano whispered in a low voice, thinking of Suruga's materials and achievements, the admiration in her heart grew stronger.

"I'm Matsubara, the last time I met was the party of the lecture club!" Matsubara was very friendly, and wanted to get along with the new members.

Batouji glanced at Matsubara indifferently, ignoring his kindness, and asked in a cold voice, "Have we met? I don't remember."

The apparently unappreciative scene on the other side caused Matsubara, who frowned, to withdraw his hand angrily.

There was something wrong with the atmosphere suddenly.

"Aren't these two having a very good relationship?" He glanced at the somewhat fierce Matsubara, not knowing why the two of them were like this, Ayano asked Nakano clock next to him in a low voice with his hands slightly covered. Tao.

"Actually, I'm not particularly clear..." Nakano Zhong was also puzzled that the two are Mao.

"Excuse me, why are there only two?" Sai Leijia, who has been looking at the door with expectant eyes for a while, can't bear to see what kind of person can create a role like Ling Fei. Doubts, doubts, "Ling Fei and his creator, why didn't he see the figure?"

Ling Fei on the side looked at Kikuchihara, who was also looking at the stage, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth, and replied, "I asked for it."

"Huh? Why."

"That's what I think. Anyway, I will definitely not hurt him or anything. Therefore, it is better to keep him ignorant for a while if there is more than one thing!" Ling Fei paused, shrugged, and said: "Also, I don't think the time has come~"

The Batou Secretary who has been standing on it and has not figured out the situation became a little impatient after listening to Ling Fei's words, still in a deserted tone: "So? I have things to do and I am very busy. I have something to say. Hurry up, trouble!"

Hearing that, the few people in the audience were frowning slightly, and now it seems that this newcomer seems to be very difficult to deal with.

"Wait for me!"

Yuya, who couldn't help it, stood up from the table and looked at her own creator, who had a slightly rude personality and a bad attitude.

"Huh?" After seeing Yuya who had been silent before, Batouji was slightly surprised, adding fuel to the fire, "Why are there people who cos my comics here? The completion is so high!"

"Go, your degree of completion is so high!" Yuya took the Kamiki Kuro Nakimaru and waved it in front of him, and then placed it to his side, feeling disappointed and uncommonly angry, and said: "I thought it would be a Normal people, I didn't expect it to be so disappointing."

"Looking at Sai Lei Jia's god looks a million times better!" Yuya glanced at Matsubara, who was a little flattered, and then looked at her own god. The more she looked at her, the less pleasing she became: "You can keep me straight. , The boss is not young!"

"Suddenly a policeman came to my house and said a lot of inexplicable things, and then he was brought over! I am also very dumb!" Batouji turned his head impatiently, a sneer flashed from the corner of his eye, "because my boss is not young. That's it."

"You are the god of our world, and I don't have nothing to say."

"It's just that even if I say that it's useless to watch, so I don't plan to make irresponsible remarks like that girl in military uniform..."

Yuya squeezed her wooden knife on the ground fiercely, arched slightly, her eyes very serious.

This familiar action made Batousi, who was the creator clearly aware of his character’s angry signature moves, felt a hint of coolness in his heart, "This guy...what's the matter?"