Chapter 287 – Chapter 287: Natural Instinct 2
Kicking pieces of asphalt as a joke, they walk down the street in chaos.
The eyes pouring down and the lenses of the camera aiming in this direction naturally.
Haha, a little elf boy wielding a long whip.
I was able to understand the citizens of the factory city who mistook me for being the incarnation of a handsome boy I had never seen before.
Most people on the continent know that a helpless nightmare is a handsome dreamer, but
It’s not well known that my avatar can shapeshift into that of an elf boy.
That’s right, most of the things that went around in the form of an elf were in front of a giant unfading tree or in the dreams of incarnations.
‘Is it because of the world tree or the whip? Something makes me feel very excited.’
When she came to her senses her, the dog was wagging her whip as if wagging her tail her and even humming at her.
The bouncing gait of an elf boy, the humming hum, the rustling vine whip.
If it wasn’t for the whip with a bit of blood on the end, it would have looked like a pictorial.
Tree roots the size of buildings that broke through the concrete floor cut out the apocalypse.
The incarnations of the western continent are violently suppressing them by wielding non-lethal weapons like lethal weapons.
A young elf boy who looked plain at first sight was passing by while humming his song.
Perhaps because of that, the eyes of the people around her are not joking.
“Has there ever been such an incarnation?”
“I don’t know, it must have come from another continent.”
“If you see white skin, is it the North Continent?”
“It’s white because it’s an elf, so it’s white because it’s from the North Continent?”
Despite the fact that there is an apocalypseist right next to him who is hit by a triple baton on the top of his head and bleeding profusely
There are even men who casually take me on camera and talk quietly among themselves.
Well… Maybe it’s because it’s a world where monsters come out of the air, so I’m not surprised by the operation to subdue criminals.
In addition to that, I passed the apocalypseist who was strewn with blood on the street and passed by.
There is even a young male student casually drinking coffee and passing by, so it feels different.
Of course, the thing that makes me feel the most heterogeneous is my avatar, which looks like an elf boy, but I can’t see it.
“Hey, are you Hwasin? Can I catch this red mark?”
“Hmm? That’s right…”
“Oh, we’ll take care of this.”
Even a red-haired vigilante-like civilian knights, or a cosplay group?
People clad in armor from head to toe even participate in subduing the apocalypse.
It seems that armor and cold weapons otaku are willing to intervene in the suppression of criminals and secretly add a hand.
The back door of a large vehicle full of armor is left open to protect the apocalypse from stealing or hiding in the vehicle.
Hold the halberd and long spear in reverse and attack the back of the head as if hitting it with a club to subdue it.
Even if I do this and that, I feel desperately that it is a world where it is difficult to make a living as a true criminal.
“Still, teachers, you must not intervene in the operation area.”
“Oh yeah, I’m sorry. I had to subdue these bitches because they were trying to take my vehicle.”
“Then I can’t help it. The car is very nice.”
“Isn’t that enough to make doomsday bitches wince?”
“It’s a citizen’s right to protect one’s body against a robbery.”
Standing next to the roots of a tree soaring to the height of the 5th floor of a building, a generous lady laughed and laughed.
I grab hold of the woman’s hair tied tightly with a rope and drag it along and hand it over to the Hwasin who follows me.
A lady showing off her armor her loaded in her car her, and an incarnation grabbing her hair her instead with envy when she sees it.
Next to the violent scene, there are also young boys who take proof shots while stepping on the fainting apocalypse.
At the end of the century, Apocalypse’s mutant subway was not so chaotic.
“By the way, have you seen the giant tree that doesn’t wither?”
“Ah, is this his work? I have n’t met the Constellation-nim yet.”
Even if a man and a woman are swapped, does the ajumma’s talkativeness not go anywhere, or does she have a good affinity?
One of the incarnations that was following me asked a sneaky question without chatting with the lady with her halberd.
What she answered instead of the aunt who regretted not seeing the constellation with her own eyes
Two male students stepping on an apocalypse who passed out from behind and taking a proof shot for social media.
Since she is a farmer constellation in the East Continent, she asks her questions her to see if she does n’t know her appearance her well.
“Ah! Is the giant tree that does not wither the one who handles the roots of this tree?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“I haven’t seen the elves, and I saw that there’s someone who deals with roots over there.”
“I even took pictures!”
It’s hard to adapt to the squeaking male students like a fan club meeting an idol.
It’s not that he’s ugly, but he has a dark beard mark on his chin, so he looks like he won’t even check for ID at a convenience store.
It’s because he’s holding out his smartphone with lots of cute stickers on it while stomping his feet with his hands together.
I don’t know if filming is a hobby or if you are good at science and technology, but the picture quality of the shaky screen is as clear as regular broadcasting.
A large tree trunk winding around the building, winding like a snake, and someone riding on the end of the trunk.
Standing at the end of the tree trunk as if riding a wave, he picked out the doomsdayists who resisted and struck them down.
―Look at the fury of nature!
I mean, a wooden doll riding on a tree trunk.
The guy with light green leaves instead of hair.
“How is it, isn’t it great?”
“… ?”
What else is that
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The male students, who like cute things to the point of being a bitsome, generously shared information.
It was really burdensome to see them screaming more busily than a male idol’s girl fan club.
The emotions I felt from them were goodwill that was as clear and clean as pure water, so I was able to endure it.
The price for catching the apocalypse and revealing the location of the unfading giant tree is at most a photo.
Did you mistake me for an elf incarnation going to meet my constellation until we parted?
I received various encouragements, such as telling me to work hard to the point of being noisy and not to be nervous.
‘They’re really nice kids, except for their fashion sense.’
Just as there were women in their previous lives who ran SNS wearing leggings, yoga clothes, bikinis or sexy cosplays.
It’s only natural that there are sexy cosplays in this world that use breastplates that show off their abs, but…
No matter how much it was, the sexy male warrior cosplay was a bit too much of a burden, so I didn’t want to get close to it.
“Kids these days are developing very well…”
“Oh, more than that, I thought I was a real incarnation, but I wasn’t. What kind of cosplay armor is a craftsman pulling out?”
“I didn’t get the armor for cosplay by a craftsman, I bought real armor because they’re famous cosplayers.”
“Ah, did you buy a real luxury armor and only separated the breastplate part?”
Appreciating the abs of young boys, leaving behind the incarnations with bulging philtrum
I hurriedly ran in the direction the boys pointed out along the roots of the World Tree, which was full of streets.
Along the way, visitors from the Factory City, who were fighting against the apocalypse,
It’s a hot day, so I need to put a cooling magic circle on my armor. That goes against orthodoxy.
I could see her sweaty, immaculate breasts open, but she didn’t hesitate in her steps.
“…Sister?”
– Oh, come on!
That’s right, I’m more curious about the undying giant tree possessed by a talking wooden doll.
Thanks to the incarnations who were noticing the meeting of constellations and scattered around, a place for the two of them was prepared.
She sits on top of her roots and dangles a log leg that is the same as her torso her.
― It feels a bit strange to see it here, not in the garden~
“I know.”
―Ah, by any chance, I didn’t interfere with the operation, did I?
“Huh? That’s not it. I participated because I just wanted to swing a whip, so it’s okay.”
– New weapon… , No, is that your first weapon? Well, even for a boy, his first weapon is a special law.
The voice he hears right in front of his eyes and the mana he feels are all his own his, a giant tree that never fades.
However, it was not a mannequin that stood in front of me, but a wooden doll assembled from logs.
No, should I call it a wooden doll-shaped raw tree when I see the green leaves swaying instead of hair?
She seemed to have immediately noticed my curious gaze at her, and smiled mischievously.
It feels like a mischievous and mischievous older sister who stimulates her little brother’s curiosity in her.
They didn’t answer me right away, but I could clearly see my innermost thoughts, wondering if I should let you know or not.
I couldn’t even see her expression because she was a walking log, but one of her emotions her was always transparent.
“It’s my whip, it’s nothing… Won’t you explain what it is?”
― Wow!
“Well?”
Curiosity knocks on the wooden upper, and the wooden doll puts its arms together in a dainty way.
Even if it looks so crude, is it a high-end product that is delicately interlocked with the body and senses?
― Hey, in case you’re not a dreamer, how about your sister’s breasts in front of everyone?
“It’s not your sister’s chest, it’s a wooden doll’s chest.”
― Still, you can’t touch a doll like this. If it’s a different guy, it’s okay because it’s the same gender, but if you do it to another woman, there’s nothing to say even if you’re misunderstood.
Um, is touching a woman’s breasts friendly enough to be a tempting fox?
