I Returned as a High School Girl - Chapter 6: Street Casting (2)

I once sat and discussed with Newton, and I also walked side by side with Einstein.

I messed with Planck’s hairstyle, and I also wrote the preface to Zhang Zhongjing’s Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases.

All in all, this is a story about a schoolmaster traveling through time and space in ancient and modern China and abroad, using the wisdom of the predecessors to open up the future of mankind.

What? You say this is unscientific?

No, it’s very scientific!

Note:

This book is a black science and technology article, not the flow of the heavens, not the flow of the infinite, the protagonist will not have superpowers, everyone will know after reading it.

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Like every (Isekai) protagonist, I got reincarnated after getting hit by a hyper-speed truck.

That was an empty and dark life anyway, so I was already looking forward to a decent, unknown afterlife.

But... the world had a unique thing in mind.

In this new world, I had parents, amazing ones at that.

My father was a talented mage, and my lovely mother was a sharp and cunning merchant.

Ignoring all of my weirdness, they loved me unconditionally.

This was the life that anyone would love.

Eating and cooking delicious food, practicing archery and magic, and playing with my parents.

Everything was wonderful until... those demons separated us and it left me in a ferocious forbidden forest, just to be eaten alive by beasts.

But dying wasn't even a question.

I will go back… to them.

Guan Dounan traveled to the world of Conan, and unexpectedly found that he had a stand-in “King of Comedy” and became a stand-in messenger. However, this double actually looks exactly the same as that “little black”?

As the so-called stand-in messenger will attract each other, Conan is the stand-in messenger, Xiao Ai is the stand-in messenger, Kidd is the stand-in messenger, Xiao Lan… Oh, she doesn’t have a stand-in, but she has double A.

In addition to this, there are many stand-in messengers who choose to embark on the path of crime, and it is time to count their sins.

“Little guy, your ability is the most useless!”

“I understand, the ability of gin! It’s…”

“Yahahahah, it’s a stand-in of the same type as my comedy king.”

“Senior Guan! Hurry up and think of a way to use your invincible stand-in!”

“I Guan Dounan just want to live a peaceful life…”

(Original stand-in, based on the world view of Conan, the characters in jojo will occasionally make cameos)

(On the basis of the original case, the magic change is not limited to the pure stand-in ability, but also has supernatural, demon, and superpower elements. In short, it is metaphysics to the end.)

(Slow heat, although it sounds weird to say this, but in the early stage, I mainly laid various foreshadowings, so it will look a little dull)

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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