I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries - Chapter 4 exchange information

　　 Collection: 1+

　　 Record: Your adventure biography has received more than one collection attention, and you have met the conditions, and the restriction on the use of the ‘message board’ has been lifted.

　　......

　　 Xifa's gaze was naturally underlined, and he saw a box appear below with the message ‘message board: 1’ inside.

message board? Can I leave a message on it? Who is it for? ...Sifah's mind didn't turn around for a while, and then he discovered that there was other information on the paper.

　　 is just below the message board...

　　'The Faceless Man: Are you a clandestine fellow? Collect it decisively~’

　　'The mountains and the sea are long: go on an adventure, boy, not enough to watch. ’

　　......

　　 hum!

　　 Xifa seemed to have been struck by lightning, and almost didn't jump up.

　　 Is this...

　　 Is this a reader's message?

　　 In the eyes of those who commented, am I a character in a novel?

　　 Suddenly, Sifa's head became a mess.

　　 He hasn't read less about online novels in his previous life, but he hasn't read any of the novel's protagonists.

　　 also knows that he is a character in a comic in a certain Manga Deadpool, but he did not expect to become a character in a certain novel today, and he can still see readers' comments!

and many more.

　　 Xifa quickly looked up, his gaze fell on the ‘message board’.

　　 Could it be this thing that allows me to communicate with the "reader"?

　　 What to exchange...information...

　　 Yes, you can exchange important information!

　　 Sifa patted his head.

　　 I have only read less than fifty chapters of the novel "Lord of the Mysteries". I don't know what happened in the future, and I don't know the mystery in the book.

　　 But, ‘readers’ know it, and I can read their comments.

　　 In this case, I can get important information from them through the message board!

　　 Well, the premise is that they are willing to leave a comment, which should be...

　　 Don't care, try it first.

　　 Xifa picked up the feather pen and wrote on the message board: Dear readers...

　　 Not right...

　　 Xifa shook his head, and crossed out the words that he wrote down. A magical thing happened, and the crossed out text disappeared.

　　 There is this kind of operation?

　　 He settled down and continued to think.

　　 I am just a character in a novel, and there is no doubt that the personality of those readers is far above me. For some popular novels, the reader's preference even determines the development of the plot.

　　 To ask for their help, the attitude must be more sincere, and the title must be taller.

　　 After some brewing, Xifa continued to write on the message board.

　　‘Great, all-knowing, outside-dimensional watchers. I ask for your help, and I need your advice. I want to know which extraordinary way is more suitable for me. I hope you can respond, thank you very much. ’

After writing 　　, Xifa discovered that the number on the message board had changed from 1 to 0.

　　 It turns out that that number represents the number of times the message board is used.

　　 reviewed it several times and realized that there was nothing wrong with it. Xifa put down the quill and closed the heavy but full of illusory classics.

　　 It began to fade in color, its shape faded, and it dissipated like smoke.

　　 Then, the colors of various things in the room returned to normal, the curtains blown by the wind fell down, and the dust hovering in the air also drifted away.

　　 Everything is back to its original state.

　　 Except for Sifa, his head feels dizzy, as if he had spent a lot of energy after reading all morning's books.

　　 At this time, his forehead is even more tingling, as if he had been pricked a few times with a needle.

　　 He hurriedly walked to a bronze mirror, pulled away the broken hair on his forehead, and saw a six-pointed star disappearing on his forehead.

　　 Is this the ceremony fixed? In the future, without drawing a six-pointed star, just reciting the prayer directly, can you summon that mysterious book?

　　 Xifa put down his hair, took out the dagger, and destroyed the magic circle on the floor so that no one would see anything.

　　 then covered the carpet before he sat back on the sofa.

　　 Next, we have to consider the issue of self-protection. Due to internal conflicts, the Sativa has deviated from its original route and it will take a while to reach Enmat Port.

　　 In other words, the next days will be spent on the boat.

　　 If there is no transcendent factor, it is not a big problem. Recalling the infighting of the people on the ship, and to the extreme excitement of his companions last night, Xifa vaguely felt that there were extraordinary people involved in this bloodshed at sea.

　　 In this way, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents on the next voyage.

　　 "Investigating the Extraordinary as an ordinary person is looking for death, so this option will not be considered. What I want to consider is how to ensure that I can safely disembark."

　　 "The bodyguard is dead, and the personal servant is also dead. I don’t have a ‘guardian’ by my side. If infighting happens again among the survivors, I’m afraid I won’t be so lucky this time."

　　 "So, I have to win over the survivors, the more people the better. Then the next question is, how do I win over them, and what kind of remuneration must I give so that they can protect me desperately?"

　　 "What are my advantages and how can I use these advantages to create favorable conditions for me?"

　　 "Also, I have to find a way to make the Extraordinary ignore me, if there is an Extraordinary among us."

　　 After some analysis, Xifa already has a clear plan for his next actions.

　　 Gululu.

　　 His stomach rang, and hunger urged Sifa to get up. Put on your formal attire, pick up your walking stick, put on a top hat, and head to the restaurant.

　　 In the dining room, most of the survivors have gotten up and are sitting in the dining room in twos and threes.

　　 As soon as he came in, Sifa saw Joyce, the young man with blonde eagle nose, opening a silver pocket watch and looking at a photo inside.

　　 The photo shows a young woman wearing a veil and hat, with beautiful eyes and a warm smile.

　　 "She is beautiful."

　　 walked to Joyce, Sifa lowered the volume and smiled.

　　 Joyce turned his head and smiled: "Thank you, you got up, Mr. Sifa."

　　 Xifa nodded and pressed his top hat: "Can I sit here?"

"sure."

　　 After Sifa took his seat, Joyce said, "This is my fiancee, her name is Anna."

　　 "Then she must be a lucky lady, because her fiance misses her so much even if she is far away."

　　 Joyce sighed, "But I don't know if I can see her."

　　 Xifa leaned back slightly: "Why do you say that?"

　　Joyce smiled bitterly: "Mr. Sifa, we are murderers now. There are so many dead on the ship. After we go back, we will definitely be interrogated."

　　 "One is not good, and there is still prison. Even if you can still see Anna, you may still be in prison."

　　 Joyce looked at the survivors around him: "Actually, I am not the only one who thinks that way. Everyone thinks that there will be a lot of trouble when I go back."

　　 Sure enough, it was almost as I thought. After all, so many people died on the ship. After landing, the police will definitely be alarmed and they must be investigated.

　　 It is normal to worry that I will go to jail because of this.

　　 Xifa coughed dryly and said, "If this is the problem, maybe I can help."

　　 Joyce raised his head, his eyes gleaming: "Mr. Sefa, you..."

　　 "My father is Baron Bison Disraeli, after disembarking, I will shoot him a telegram."

　　 "I believe he will bring a lawyer over, then I can ask the lawyer to defend you and me, no, for everyone. If the police think we are guilty..."

　　 Xifa deliberately raised the volume slightly to let a few nearby people hear it, which immediately aroused attention and sparked discussion.

　　 Joyce even said: "Mr. Sifa, are you really willing to do this?"

Xifa nodded happily: "Of course, I have experienced all this, and I know that everyone here is innocent. As a well-educated person with correct ideas, how can I see so many innocent people suffer injustice. "

　　 "So I will let the lawyer defend everyone, and I must let everyone go home!"

　　 Upon hearing these words, the solemn expressions on the faces of the survivors gradually disappeared in the restaurant.

　　 "It turns out that Mr. Sifa is a nobleman. If he stands with us, then we can rest assured..."

　　 And words like this are quietly spreading in the restaurant, Xifa is very satisfied, and things are developing in the direction he wants.

　　 Aristocratic status is his advantage, and he has expressed his attitude that he will stand with the survivors.

　　 In this way, everyone's interests are unified. If something happens again, in order to ensure that their own interests will not be harmed, I believe that many people will stand up to protect him.

　　 Just as everyone was discussing, footsteps sounded, and the captain wearing a boat hat, the round-faced and friendly young Tris, and two other sailors walked in.

　　 The captain gave a dry cough and focused everyone's attention on him: "Good morning, gentlemen. I'm sorry to disturb you, but there is something here, and I must discuss it with you."

　　 "It's about our next trip."

　　 Someone stood up, with a burly figure and thick body hair. The black-haired and brown-eyed man with a vicissitudes of face said: "Captain, aren't we going back to Enmat Port? There is nothing to discuss."

　　 The captain stretched out his hand and made a downward pressure: "Please sit down, Mr. Brando."

　　 Then he backed his hands and said: "Yes, according to the original itinerary, we do have to go to Smart Harbor. But gentlemen, don't forget what happened on our ship these days."

　　 "Although those lunatics are murderers, we give them justice sanctions, but the essence of the matter is that we ourselves have become murderers."

　　 "Believe me, the heads of the policemen in Smart Harbor are not much better than curly baboons. I can guess that under pressure, they will eventually define this case as a fight."

　　 "In this case, we all have to go to jail. My idea is that we will replenish supplies at the nearby port before the incident is revealed, and then head to Bayam to the ‘Generous City’."

　　 "We can go there for a while, and when the wind passes, we will try to return."

　　 Suddenly, there was an uproar in the restaurant.

　　 Xifa shook his head and whispered softly, "In this case, our suspicions are even greater, even if there is a lawyer to defend it, we can't tell."

　　 Hearing these words, the blond young man eager to go home to see his fiancée had bright eyes and suddenly stood up.

　　 "Everyone is quiet, everyone listen to me."

　　 Joyce waved his hands vigorously to attract everyone's attention. After the restaurant became quiet, he said loudly: "Mr. Captain, we have considered similar issues before you came."

　　 "We are at a loss and panic. However, Mr. Sifa gave everyone a promise that he will let the lawyer defend us, and he will let us all go home!"

　　 The captain frowned: "If you talk about lawyers, I also know one or two. But I don't think that the lawyers we can reach can solve such a big case."

　　 Joyce said with confidence: "But Mr. Sifa is different. His father is a baron and a nobleman!"

　　 "A lawyer hired by the baron to defend us, what else should we worry about?"

　　 The captain looked at Xifa in surprise: "Is this true? Mr. Xifa, your father is a baron?"