Miman's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 2 Performer?
The next day, the Qiaoen couple asked again if Qiaosen was uncomfortable. It seemed that they were really nervous about the newly adopted child.

Qiao Sen had no choice but to tell them again that he was indeed fine, and he almost turned a few somersaults on the spot to prove it, although he couldn't at all.

After only Qiao Sen was left in the room, the growth of all things appeared again, standing quietly behind Qiao Sen, but in the next second he was manipulated by Qiao Sen to stand aside.
"Everything grows well, but this color always makes me feel a little uncomfortable standing behind me, hey!" Qiao Sen looked at his double and sighed, but he couldn't help his double.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. According to my adoptive parents, I was only in a coma for less than two hours. It is still not completely sure that the coma was caused by my own treatment. If so, it means that my ability can be used now. It can be used on living things, and the effect seems to be relatively fast, but we still need to test the effect on plants."

"Also, I don't know why I crossed over here, and I can't know what the growth of all things is based on. Is it because I merged with the growth of this buddy's soul after crossing, or before crossing or the process of crossing? Can someone explain it to you?" Qiao Sen scratched his hair frantically, then suddenly turned his head to watch everything grow and said, "Say something, buddy."

Wan Wu grew a pair of golden eyes and looked at Qiao Sen. After 2 minutes, Qiao Sen collapsed on the bed, "Well, I seem to have taken it for granted."

Qiao Sen waved his hand to take back the growth of all things. Just after the substitute returned to himself, Qiao Sen felt his eyes go dark, and in the blink of an eye, he found himself in a turquoise space, and there was a small black and white figure in front of him. The raccoon was floating in mid-air, looking at him, quite weird.

"Gudong." Qiao Sen swallowed, and calmed down a little. He was about to open his mouth to speak, but unexpectedly, the little raccoon opposite him spoke first.

"Let me explain to you."

"Explain what?"

"Why did you travel through time?"

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Sen is not so afraid. After all, the little raccoon's appearance is still acceptable, and the black and white little raccoon is even cuter. If he can talk, he can talk, and he can accept it if he can float in mid-air. If you also know how you time-traveled, you need to communicate well, in case this is our golden finger for time-traveling.

"Could it be that you let me travel? What happened to my original body? Why did you choose me again, and who are you? Where is this place? And...

"Stop!" The little raccoon interrupted Qiao Sen's machine-gun-like question, and at the same time Qiao Sen also found that he could not make a sound.

"You have too many questions. Let me tell you slowly. Listen carefully."

nod nod.

"Your original body is already dead. I think you should know the cause of death. It was indeed I who made you cross, but it was not I who chose you, but my boss, a certain powerful existence, who chose you and made you To be a performer, this is in the body of your little stand-in, which is actually your own body, as for me, you can just call me Little Raccoon, OK, the answer is over!" Little Raccoon let out a very humane tone , It seems that it has been a long time since I said so much in one breath.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

The little raccoon raised his hand (claw?), and Qiao Sen found that he could speak again. After thinking about it carefully, he asked, "What is a performer?"

Qiao Sen basically guessed the cause of death. If the cancer is terminal, he might die that day. There is no need to worry about this, and he has no relatives, so he has nothing to worry about. On the contrary, Qiao Sen is very concerned about who the performer is.

The little raccoon had a look on his face that I knew this was the question, coughed twice and said: "There are many great beings in the vast universe, and these great beings are a bit boring after living for a long time, and then they created a system named The existence of performers, taking dead souls from various worlds where civilizations exist, and putting them into other worlds, seeing the second life of a person who has a second life, to add some fun to me, these People are performers."

"Like a plaything or a clown? And do you want to live according to those existing ideas?" Johnson asked, frowning.

"No, no, all of this is consensual. For example, if you don't want to, I will kill you directly and adjust the timeline here. Anyway, this kid was killed That's right, if you don't want me to let the timeline go back to the line where he is already dead, it's OK, and then you can die normally."

"And we won't interfere with your life in any way. You can be a hero who saves the world, or a villain who destroys the world, or you can live an ordinary life. It's up to you, to put it bluntly. It’s just giving you a life for nothing, as for how you live it all depends on yourself.”

The little raccoon looked at Qiao Sen who was thinking with his head down and said impatiently: "Would you like it, or not, so that I can go to the next house, can you not ink!"

"Willing, willing, who wouldn't want to take a life for nothing." Qiao Sen quickly nodded and agreed. He didn't live enough, and finally fully awakened his substitute, so why would he want to die.

"Then how is the selection of performers determined? What kind of existence are you?" Qiao Sen wondered if all the performers had a little bit of superpower like himself before being selected.

"There is no rule, they are all randomly selected by those existences, and I am responsible for sending people to the new world and answering questions." Tool Bear said.

"Is it because I lived like this for a few days before I was told? Or after I died, I was told that I was an accident?"

"Of course they are all the same as you. I'll tell you boy, if I let you dead ghosts come back to life for a few days before I tell you, there won't be many who disagree. If you just say it when you die, if that person is confused What should I do if I agree? That's all performance, I also have to eat." The smart Xiong said complacently.

"Well, it's too real." Qiao Sen muttered softly.

"Don't even think about it. Those big bosses have selected candidates. If I can't do it well, it's bad luck. I can't force them, so let you guys taste the sweetness first. Basically everything goes well." Clever Xiongyi hurriedly praised my expression.

Qiao Sen hit the snake with the stick and said in admiration, "Ah, what a genius idea, my lord is truly a god!"

"Hey, and you guys are paid attention to by all the great beings. If you do something that is especially favored by a certain being, we will give you some benefits, similar to the rewards you know, but But what you give is something you can't think of, if you don't keep it, you will reach the sky in one step."

"Then how many performers are there in the world I'm in now?" This question is more important.

"There is only one performer in a world."

"Then what kind of world am I in now?" Although Qiao Sen generally knew the situation in his own world, he had to ask a professional.

"There are many types of worlds. Some are fantasy worlds in your original world, which are similar to anime, novels, movies and TV series, and some are worlds controlled by you. Anyway, there are all kinds of them. You are lucky. Yes, I remember a guy who was randomly assigned to a planet where single-cell life had just emerged, and I remember crying like hell."

"Uh, what happened to that man after that?"

"There is no future. He will not agree to become a performer after he knows it. I will let him die normally."

"Well, well, then don't know I'm now..."

Qiao Sen was interrupted by the little raccoon before he could finish speaking.

"Let me take a look, um~ fantasy world, beautiful man universe." The little raccoon took out a book from nowhere and checked it.

"Oh~." Qiao Sen breathed a sigh of relief, and he knew that he was not bad. Although it was considered more dangerous, he was stronger than that old man by many times.

"Don't be too careless, this world is different from what you think in your head now, this world is a chaotic version."

"Chaos? What do you mean?" Qiao Sen asked hastily, not even caring why the little raccoon could know what he was thinking.

"It means~~ I won't tell you, I'll send you out first!" The little raccoon waved his hand, and Qiao Sen found himself back on the bed in the room.

Johnson called out to the little raccoon.

No response at all.

Can only be incompetent and furious: "Grass (a plant)!"

(End of this chapter)