Now, nothing is working.

The attack from the satellite orbital cannon just now dragged Abe Harumaki down for ten seconds. During this period, all the time travelers turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

In just ten seconds, there is too much time for these time travelers.

So when Abe Seimei solved the attack of the satellite orbital gun, her face was empty, with only a gust of breeze rolling a few fallen leaves, swirling and whizzing by.

The scenery is very desolate.

The turtle boy snapped his fingers excitedly, "The second stage has begun."

"Stage 2? What is the second stage?" I asked in confusion.

"Of course it's the second phase of the plan. Do you think we are like miscellaneous soldiers, rushing forward to fight a protracted battle with Abe Seimei? Please, we are not fools. If there is no detailed plan, how could we fight against Abe Seimei?"

I looked at him speechlessly. It turned out that so many of you time travelers still had to make a detailed plan together before they could fight Abe Seimei. Abe Seimei, how powerful is it?

"What is the second stage?" I asked in a low voice.

"The second stage is..." The turtle boy said, suddenly screaming strangely, turned around and ran away.

"Run, are you running?" Just when I was not sure, Abe's voice suddenly came from above, and the tortoise seemed to be pressed heavily on his body by something, and he burst into a bang.

"Boss Abe Seimei, don't care about my business." The turtle cried out without any mercy, "It's all Fang Saikong's idea and has nothing to do with me."

Selling so quickly!

I was stunned in surprise, and then I kept a distance from the tortoise boy quietly.

"What is the second stage?" asked Abe Harumaki.

The turtle boy did not dare to hesitate at all and told all the so-called second stage.

The so-called second stage is to use satellite orbital cannons to drag down Abe Harumaki, and then cross the crowd and scatter, fleeing in all directions.

And Abe Seimei's diary was given to one of these fugitives by Fang Suikong. In the chaos, even Abe Seiki didn't know who took the diary.

Once the person who took the diary could escape successfully, open the diary and read the contents.

This is the second phase, a very simple and very troublesome plan.

If even Fang Shukong's diary was not there, Abe Seimei would have no idea, because the tracking seal he made in the diary had been broken by Fang Shukong.

The current diary is just an ordinary diary without any defense.

If Abe Seimei wants to protect her diary, she must find the person who took the diary, but Abe Seimei cannot be so lucky. She found the person who took the diary for the first time.

Once he finds the wrong person, the contents of the diary may be successfully stolen by others.

Abe Seimei smiled coldly, grabbed the turtle in the blink of an eye, and disappeared with a whisper.

Obviously, he thought the turtle boy had not told the truth, or had not fully told the second stage, and wanted to ask the turtle while looking for someone.

Poor uncle, good luck.

"Why bother, why bother?" I sighed helplessly and turned around to leave.

After walking a few steps, a thin crack suddenly broke on the top of my head, and a thick note suddenly fell down and hit my head.

"This is……"

I picked up this thick note in surprise, and my heart suddenly started to beat violently.

This is not Abe Harumaki's diary.

I shook my head fiercely, took a few deep breaths, calmed down the excitement in my heart, trembled and stretched out my hand, and opened the first page of the diary.

A line of elegant Chinese characters came into my eyes.

Monday, sunny.

I am Abe Harumaki and I am under a lot of pressure.

With a bang, I suddenly closed the diary, my heart beat harder and louder. Yes, absolutely, that's right. This is Abe Haraki's diary, but why did it suddenly appear in my hands?

No, why did it suddenly hit my head? Who made it? Is it a turtle? He is a space magician. It doesn't seem unusual to do this.

But...why give me the diary?

I thought about it for a long time before I gave a more convincing answer, that is, they were all not sure to escape from Abe Haraki's hands, so I gave me the diary.

Because I did not participate in this incident, Abe Seimei would definitely not have thought that the diary would fall into my hands.

At this moment, a note fell from the diary. I picked up the note and saw a line of Chinese characters written on it.

Please!!

The signature is square shattered hollow, turtle.

Sure enough, they did it, so the turtle never went to the battlefield, but stood beside me to explain, and deliberately got close to me and arranged this space mechanism.

well!

I sighed slightly and said, "Should you say you are extremely smart or not doing your job properly."

That's right, but not everyone can see Abe's diary. I'm also very curious about the past of the White Emperor.

Anyway, Abe Harumaki doesn't know that the diary is in my hands, so I'll just take a look at it secretly?

I did it as soon as I made up my mind, but after I made up my mind, I didn't dare to stay. I found a secret place, slowly looked through the diary, and started reading it.

I am Abe Harumaki and I am under a lot of pressure.

The first line to reach the goal is this sentence. I couldn't help but sneer, you are the best White Emperor, so what pressure do you have?

Keep reading, it's written above.

This kind of pressure does not come from strength, but is carried out by strength. If I take it seriously, even if all the time travelers of the White Emperor unite, they will definitely not be my opponent.

My pressure comes from... Meng.

That’s right, it’s Meng. This is the world of animation, full of cute elements, but as a white-collar worker, I have nothing to do with Meng.

When other time travelers were at the highest level of the royal sister, wife, and loli, I was at a loss.

When the time traveler was discussing the girl's cuteness and full of cute elements, I couldn't see it at all.

I feel like I am out of place with other people. Is the world of otaku really not my place?

I feel really stressed.

...

So that's it. This is the source of his pressure. If you don't understand Meng Elements, just learn it.

Is the life of a white-collar worker already entering his bones, so he is very slow to deal with these things?

Abe Seimei, it turns out that there is such a side.

"So that's it, my diary is in your hands."
Chapter completed!