She knew that Bai Xuan had joined a platform created by a great being that connected countless worlds, and that even characters from anime and manga worlds were part of it. She had also prepared herself for the possibility that Bai Xuan might ask them for various things.
For example, one world might be suffering from a food shortage, another might be technologically backward, or another might have some other issue. But the Light Spark Rod? A Devil Fruit model? An Armor Summoner? Angel figurines?
What could these things possibly be used for? Collecting dust?
This was nothing like what they had originally imagined!
She still remembered when she reported this information to her superiors. They had looked utterly bewildered and even started to worry about Bai Xuan’s mental state.
In the end, she had managed to convince herself, accepting this almost impossible reality—something she never would have believed before the spiritual energy revival. After that, their regard for Bai Xuan rose to an entirely new level.
Later on, they even promised Huo Yu that as long as Bai Xuan was within China, if he wanted anything or wanted to do anything, as long as it didn’t break the law, they would grant it.
In short: as long as he wanted it, as long as they had it.
But all of this… Huo Yu felt like she was understanding Bai Xuan’s actions less and less.
These were just figurines modeled after anime characters. Aside from being collectibles, they had absolutely no practical use. No matter how exquisitely crafted they were, they could never become real!
Hmm? Wait.
Could it be… no way?!
A thought flashed through Huo Yu’s mind again—the idea that anime and manga were creations of humanity, and since humanity was part of nature, Bai Xuan might be able to summon items from anime worlds into reality.
Of course, that had just been a joke. Later, Bai Xuan had attributed Susanoo and the Mangekyo Sharingan to the platform created by that great being.
Huo Yu, of course, believed that.
After all, she didn’t think that “nature” could really achieve something like that.
But now, she was starting to doubt again.
It wasn’t that she doubted whether Bai Xuan had truly joined a platform created by a great being that could connect countless worlds. Rather, she was starting to wonder if Bai Xuan might actually have the ability to manifest items from anime and manga worlds into reality.
Otherwise, why would he be buying all this stuff?
“Comrade Huo Yu, you know me well.”
“Although I like these things, compared to Devil Fruit models, Ultraman transformation devices, or Armor Hero transformation devices, I’d much rather have meticulously crafted 1:1 scale figurines of Empress Boa Hancock, Hinata, and Robin…”
The subordinate reporting to Huo Yu said this with a completely serious expression.
“Oh? So real women just can’t spark your fantasies, is that it?”
Huo Yu looked at him with a look of disdain and said in a somewhat exasperated tone.
“Indeed.”
The subordinate replied gravely.
“…”
“Alright, you can go now.”
Huo Yu waved her hand, not wanting to say anything more.
This member of the Spiritual Energy Bureau had been deeply immersed in the world of anime and manga before. She’d heard that he had plastered his dorm room walls with pictures of female anime characters—even his teacups, keyboard, and clothes hadn’t been spared.
Were you really into anime? I’m too embarrassed to call you out on it!
After the member left, Huo Yu shook her head and made a phone call, instructing someone to deliver the items as quickly as possible.
Then she stood up and left directly.
Since there wasn’t much else to do, staying here would just be boring. She might as well go ask Bai Xuan directly about his specific purpose for wanting these things.
As for whether she’d get an answer—probably, right? She had a feeling that Bai Xuan now was very different from before. He didn’t seem to care at all about leaking information that they considered extremely important.
Take the platform, for example. If it were her, she definitely wouldn’t tell anyone about it.
At first, Bai Xuan seemed to have the same mindset, but for some reason—maybe because he’d come to some realization—he stopped caring so much.
Because the Spiritual Energy Bureau’s office wasn’t far from Bai Xuan’s villa, she arrived quickly.
And as soon as she stepped through the door, she saw a woman… a woman?
“You’re here.”
Bai Xuan glanced at Huo Yu, who stood frozen at the entrance as if she’d seen something utterly unbelievable, and said flatly before continuing what he was doing.
“You… she…”
Huo Yu pointed at the woman in a red crop top, then looked at Bai Xuan in confusion.
What the hell!
Where did this woman come from?
Setting everything else aside, why would there be a woman at Bai Xuan’s place?!
“Come in, Sister Huo Yu.”
“Bai Xuan is busy right now.”
Under Silly Girl’s guidance, Huo Yu stumbled inside in a daze.
Even after she sat down, she still couldn’t figure out why there was an extra woman in Bai Xuan’s house.
Could it be that Bai Xuan had reached that age?
He was in his third year of high school, which seemed about right.
But why did she call him “Bai Xuan”? Shouldn’t it be “little brother” instead?
Was it an older woman-younger man relationship?
Wait, this outfit looked kind of familiar… and that face—the more she looked at it, the more it resembled a young Shu Chang.
“Who are you…”
“I’m the Chinese-brand 2060 model phone, Silly Girl.”
“I was created by Bai Xuan.”
Silly Girl said obediently to Huo Yu.
“Silly Girl? Holy crap!”
Unable to hold back, Huo Yu let out an involuntary curse.
Of course she’d seen Magic Mobile Phone—it was produced by CCTV and was pretty well-known back in the day.
When she watched it as a kid, she’d always wanted a phone like Silly Girl.
When she grew up, she’d even thought that if she didn’t see such a phone by 2060, she’d sue the screenwriter and director.
Now, with the spiritual energy revival bringing technological innovation, maybe a Silly Girl-like phone could actually be created in the future. But while other features might be possible, time travel definitely wouldn’t be.
Yet she never expected to see Silly Girl—the real Magic Mobile Phone—right here at Bai Xuan’s place!
“Did someone from the Magic Mobile Phone world give her to you?”
“Was it Lu Xiaoqian?”
“What did you trade him to make him give up his wife?”
Huo Yu stared at Bai Xuan and asked blankly.
“No, I made her myself.”
Bai Xuan replied while working on something with his hands.
When he finished, a smile appeared on his face.
“It’s done.”
He then set the statue upright.
Huo Yu walked over to Bai Xuan’s side and curiously examined the finished product. Then she froze.
A round head, blue-and-white skin, a golden bell around its neck, and a white pocket on its belly.
“Blue Fatty Doraemon?”
She remembered this anime much more vividly than shonen series like Naruto or One Piece. But why would Bai Xuan make a Doraemon model? Could it be—like she’d speculated—that he wanted to manifest Doraemon into reality?
With that thought, Huo Yu’s eyes gradually filled with excitement and anticipation.
After all, this was Doraemon!
Anyone who’d ever watched Doraemon couldn’t possibly resist the charm of an adorable, lovable Doraemon.
