Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the air stopped flowing, and the firelight stopped flickering.

The green-haired ghost, who was carrying Xia Yan and rummaging through boxes and cabinets in this small house of less than twenty square meters, froze in place with a devilish expression on his face.

The saliva that had been sliding down from the corner of his mouth was hanging in the air, and his ferocious face looked a little stupid.

At the same time, Xia Yan felt as if his soul was out of body. He switched to a third-person perspective and looked at everything in front of him.

"My plug-in is here! ?"

At this time, Xia Yan only had endless expectations in his heart.

After all, no matter what changes occur, there is no danger of being eaten by evil spirits as if they were human beings.

The next second, his vision gradually stretched rapidly, And the speed is still increasing.

All the surrounding scenes drag out a long afterimage in Xia Yan's eyes, and then completely turn into long lines that cannot be distinguished.

The world turns into a channel composed of colorful threads.

Xia Yan His consciousness kept shuttling in this tunnel, with thousands of universes and bright galaxies appearing in front of his eyes, and the interstellar interstellar interlude seemed to be ringing in his ears. But soon, Xia Yan realized that it was not that he had auditory hallucinations.

There is indeed music echoing in the starry sky

"I'm convinced. Even though you came so late, your system also comes with a startup sound when it starts up, right? ?"

"Are you a serious system? ?"

"Why does the system bring its own BGM when it is turned on? And what’s up with your BGM that makes people feel like they’re growing brains?"

"Since it is a system, it should play the BGM of Feng Ling Yueying. Just listening to it makes people full of tiles! I'm about to die! There is no way you can give people any sense of security by playing such weak BGM! asshole!!"

As Xia Yan complained, the BGM that echoed across the starry sky stopped, and he also traveled through the entire galaxy universe and came to a pure white space.

"There is one thing to say, indeed."

A voice of agreement sounded from behind Xia Yan. It was obvious that all his previous complaints and complaints were heard. Xia Yan has nothing to be afraid of now. He is already here anyway. The worst he can do is die. Hold him.

With a bad attitude, he looked back.

It was not the person he imagined.

He saw four handsome faces that looked very familiar to him.

These four handsome faces seemed to be brothers. At first glance, they seem to look exactly the same, but upon closer inspection, they all have their own characteristics, as if different artists painted the same character. If I have to say, there are differences in painting style, age and dress.

The leading one He is 197cm tall, with shoulders as broad and strong as tires, and strong muscles all over his body. He looks like he is only in his twenties, but anyone who sees him will think that he is a mature, stable, and very reliable adult.

Standing next to him are three people. Individuals also have their own characteristics.

One is a birdman with black skin and white fur and a pair of black wings on his back. There is a flame burning on the back of his head. He looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, but he looks like he is already two feet tall. He was in his early twenties, half a head taller than the leading strong man.

It looked like he had grown up on hormones. I don’t know if he would have loose bones if he grew so tall.

The other one had long, straight black hair and looked like The youngest one, only five or six years old, and his two eyes seemed to be suffering from white eye disease.

The third one looked very normal in appearance. He looked like an ordinary college student with a height of 197cm, but he was wearing something different. It's a hospital gown, and it looks very sad.

"I’m quite disappointed that it’s not the leader who appears, but after seeing you, I probably know what kind of routine it is.……"

These four handsome faces that he could see in the mirror almost every day made Xia Yan understand what his system was all about.

"As you can see, traveling through countless worlds at the same time, welcome to [Xiayan Mutual Aid Space]. My name is Dongcheng Xiayan, from JOJO's Bizarre Adventure World."

JOJO Xia Yan spoke very naturally. It was obviously not the first time he introduced him like this.

Birdman Xia Yan:"In the pirate world, the Lunaria tribe, the name is still Xia Yan."

Byakugan Natsuhiko:"Naruto World, Hinata Natsuhiko."

Patient Xia Yan:"Asian, the same name is still Xia Yan."

"Natsuhiko Narukami comes from the world of Demon Slayer."Seeing all Xia Yan's eyes focused on him, Demon Slayer Xia Yan shrugged his shoulders.

"Indeed, both your name and hair color are very characteristic of Pillar Destroyer Blade. With your name and hair style, you must be at the level of Pillar Level or Twelve Demon Moon."

"Calling me Ming Shenyue or something like that is too tacky. If someone called me that on the street, I would be rolling on the ground."

"And with this highlighted hair color and exaggerated hairstyle, it seems that you are destined to do something great."

Several Xia Yan made fun of Demon Slayer Xia Yan together.

———— ps: The hairstyle is probably like this.