Hot Character Relies on My Voice to Protect Moral Integrity

[This article is a comprehensive article, please read the copy and reading guide before reading the article! The following is the text of this article: I traveled into a world composed of three BL fan novels. If you want to go home, you must play the role of an unnamed passerby and let the bug-filled plot continue smoothly until the end. After seeing the names and introductions of the three novels, I was shocked, but in order to go home, I had no choice but to endure the humiliation, help others do evil, and finish this mind-blowing plot. * When Dazai/Gojo/Amuro woke up, they found that the world had suddenly changed. Everyone they knew was madly in love with them, and they all coveted their butts. At this moment, a word bubble appeared above the head of a low-key passerby... "Dazai's Crystal Boy's Heart" On the top floor of the port building, Dazai stood upright against the wind, his delicate figure swaying in the cold wind. [The next thing that should happen is that Dazai was pinched by the chin by the Central Plains cadre who flew up, and then he was yelled at for his sexual behavior, and then the two of them rolled into a ball and played in the open air. Hmm... I'll retreat when he comes up! Seeing the huge word bubble popping up on the head of a soldier behind him and the slimy little slugs flying towards him, the eyes of Butei Zai, who had just been thinking about some huge conspiracy, were shaken. "The domineering oil man falls in love with me" I pretended to be a food taster and handed Gojo a handful of strange candies with a smile. [I don't know if this is useful. [Like "Jay, an angel has also been in Satoru's belly." Such important lines cannot be wrong. Looking at the word bubbles on the taste testers' heads one after another, Gao Zhuanwu stuffed all the candies into the mouth of the affectionate Xia You next to him, with a righteous look on his face: "I have given up sugar recently!" "Cold Undercover: The Catastrophe of Destiny" After finally getting rid of Dazai and Gojo's entanglement, I hurried towards the mall. [As long as he said that sentence in the fitting room, "Even if you get my person, you can't get my heart!" This plot is over! Seeing the text bubble floating over, a certain black-skinned job king accurately pulled me, who was innocently passing by, into the cramped fitting room. Dazai and Gojo who were chasing after him also squeezed in. In an instant, I was surrounded by men:! ? ? ? * ... I originally thought that the OOC characters in fan fiction were the same as the author, but unexpectedly, everything gradually became like a wild horse running wild, and became unreliable. I also inexplicably fell into the Shura field, and was tightly clinging to the protagonists of these three fan novels. I followed them wherever I went, and I couldn't escape. I had a Butai Zai in my left hand, an undercover Zero in my right hand, and a high-level expert Satoru hanging on my back, and sighed heavily. Alas, I carry more weight than I should have at my age (pun intended). Reading guide: There is a lot of persecution in *, including ancient literary jokes and old Fordley jokes. If you can't stand it, run away! *The article is narrated in the third person. *The characters in OOC fan fiction, except for the three in the copywriting, are not original characters at the beginning. *There are original literary characters. *This article will create and fly all characters equally. *Hey. … ☆Advance collection of "Kitty, you can summon the army of the undead"↓↓↓ Mortmer is a little magician. In a magical accident, he appeared out of thin air in a completely unfamiliar place. Staring at the giant steel towers that he had never seen before, towering into the clouds, and the large iron bumps running around, Mortemo did not hesitate to use the magic of summoning the undead that he was best at. A man who called himself "The Ancient Dragon King Hyperion" stepped out of the summoning circle. One second he was talking about refusing to become a slave of the Necromancer, but the next second he stopped talking. "The one who summoned me... Is a cat?" The tall man with well-defined muscles, wearing a gorgeous robe covered with gems, had a complicated expression. Mortmer proudly puffed out his white, furry little chest. What's wrong with Cat? Can't cats summon an army of the undead? He has a chance to become the most outstanding and evil necromancer in history! …… With the help of the undead slaves, Mortmer gradually became comfortable in the new world. ​Want something delicious? Send your slaves. Want a comfortable place to stay? Send a slave Want to solve some furry little troubles? It's better to send a slave. What, you said that if Hyperion is always called upon, will he be overwhelmed? Simple, just summon some more. He had already died in the God War, but was sadly summoned by the Necromancer after his death. The Elf King, who originally wanted to die rather than give in, looked at the pile of old acquaintances in front of him who were feeding the cats food, combing their fur, and fanning the kittens, and slowly raised a question mark. But just before he noticed it, he discovered that there was one more one, and it was Hyperion, his old enemy, who gritted his teeth: Isn't it enough that I am alone? Do you want to summon a few more? ! …… The Immortals who were attracted by the sudden burst of magic power over City X had tears in their eyes when they saw Mortemo. After hundreds of years of extinction, they finally saw the living magical creature cubs again! What a blessing from God! But before they could use all their tricks to seduce Mortmer to go home with them, they saw—— "My king?!" X N The red dragon Hyperion, the king of the Dragon Clan, who had a reputation for being terrifying, cruel and cruel, and aggressive in fighting during his lifetime, glanced at his courtiers indifferently after hearing this, lowered his head, and once again tried to secretly take a sip of the cat, but was stopped by a merciless cat punch. The immortals of all races were shocked to see ghosts (in various senses). From their mouths, Mortermer finally realized that he had come not to another world, but to a thousand years after the magic was lost. It doesn't matter, it's just time for people 1,000 years from now to see the undead natural disaster led by the greatest necromancer in history! Mortermer bared his evil little fangs. Small theater: Mortemo looked at his human hands and feet curiously. Suddenly, the cat ears on his head twitched keenly, and he looked back warily. Hyperion was seen standing silently behind him, and he was very close to him at some point, casting a huge shadow that completely enveloped Mortemo. Mortmer put his hand on Hyperion's soft and plump chest muscles, resisted the opponent, and warned sternly: "Dragon, even if I become a weak human, don't think you can lick me!" Feeling the touch on his chest, Hyperion's throat rolled unconsciously: "Of course... Of course." While he was talking, his eyes were still fixed on the tail wagging between his bare buttocks. In the past, he only wanted to overthrow the gods, rule the world, and enjoy the supreme power to himself. Now... This cat boss, he also wants to be a boss. (PS: In the world of cats, only cats with high status are qualified to lick cats with low status.) [The owner of the group's pet cat is attacked by the slaves of the red dragon, the overlord of the X old century] ** Intention: No matter how many times you fail, you must face life with hope.