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Due to the fact that too many people had altered the book, The Emperor’s New Clothes was no longer readable.

 

The originally colorful storybook that only had five or six pages had now become thick; it had at least hundreds of pages, and each page was marked with a red cross. He didn’t know what content was denied and what was changed.

 

The only page left without a red cross was the last page, which had a picture of a group of smiling faces, all of which looked stiff as if they were posing for a group photo, and the text that accompanied the picture read, “In the end, everyone lived happily ever after.”

 

The Emperor’s New Clothes featured only the emperor, two liars, an unnamed minister, an unnamed crowd, and a child who told the truth, and it wasn’t clear to which part of the population the happy “everyone” referred.

 

 

“This book is no longer a cosmetic modification; is it a reincarnation of ten lifetimes?” He Fei exclaimed in shock, “What kind of story has this turned into?”

 

 

He disappeared as soon as his words left his mouth, apparently entering the book out of curiosity.

 

Mu Sichen shook his head. He had planned to enter the book with He Fei and act together, but now that He Fei couldn’t control his curiosity and went in first, they might not be able to be assigned together.

 

Fortunately, he had already thought of the possibility that the two would be separated and had agreed with He Fei in advance on a code word for the meeting so that they should be able to recognize each other at that time.

 

Mu Sichen carefully read the storybook again, wondering if the simple pupil dependent was here, and entered the story with such a desire to know.

 

The screen turned, and Mu Sichen found himself in a gorgeous palace, sitting on a gorgeous chair. In front of him was a handsome man dressed in knightly attire, respectfully saying to him, “Queen, your subordinates have followed your orders to destroy all the mirrors in the palace, cover all the objects that can reflect light with black cloth, prohibit people around the king from using basin water, and use flowing water for washing. Now, only the lake water in the backyard of the entire palace will reflect the king’s appearance. Do you need me to fill the lake?”

 

Mu Sichen looked at the knight and first thought for a moment about who exactly was the queen this man mentioned.

 

It wasn’t that he couldn’t react, but Mu Sichen didn’t dare to think in that direction for a moment.

 

After freezing for a few seconds, the knight raised his head and looked at Mu Sichen seriously.

 

Mu Sichen slowly spoke, “Do you still remember the octopus on the shore of Daming Lake?”

 

The knight’s face was filled with doubt, and he thought for a moment before asking rhetorically, “Is the Queen planning to raise octopuses in the lake in the back garden? This is also a way. One of the ministers said that the fisherman who caught the fish caught a huge octopus; if it is kept in the back garden, the lake water will swirl around, and it will be hard to reflect a human being; your subordinate will go and do it now.”

 

This was Mu Sichen’s code word with He Fei; the knight was obviously not He Fei.

 

The knight was a man of action, and after he finished speaking, he proceeded to do the octopus-raising thing, leaving Mu Sichen to freeze in his chair.

 

Mu Sichen thought that he would at least turn into one of these people, the emperor, the liar, the minister, the masses, and the children, but he didn’t expect to turn into the queen.

 

He shook his head, startled by his long hair and the heavy pendant on his head.

 

He looked down again at the clothes he was wearing—a corseted poncho—gorgeous and beautiful, but very inconvenient.

 

In the spirit of the principle of indecent exposure, Mu Sichen didn’t check whether his body had completely turned into a woman.

 

He was a professional gamer; every time a hot game appeared, he had to play all the characters in it once, familiarizing himself with the skills of the various characters. He had no resistance to playing a character that was male or female, and even now that his body had changed, he was able to adjust his state very well.

 

 

Even if a fairy tale book was thick, it would only be an hour long. It was just role-playing; what was so awkward about it?

 

 

But the changes in this story were indeed beyond Mu Sichen’s imagination.

 

Smashing the mirror wasn’t a big deal; after all, in fairy tales, there were countless behaviors, such as destroying spinning wheels across the country and driving away all the girls in the palace. Although it may be a bit outrageous, it could still be considered as belonging to the same family and wasn’t surprising.

 

But what fairy tale book had octopus in the back garden of the palace? Usually it was raising goldfish, right?

 

Just now, he was only matching the code word with the knight; how did the octopus really appear?

 

Mu Sichen thought about it and shouted, “Someone come.”

 

A middle-aged maid walked up.

 

Mu Sichen asked, “What was the octopus he just said? Do you know the details?”

 

 

“Him? Do you mean the head of the guards?” The maid said, “I’ve heard about the octopus that the head of the guards mentioned; I don’t advise the queen to keep that octopus; it’s a bit evil.”

 

“How so?” Mu Sichen asked.

 

Servant: “That fisherman who caught the octopus has been crying and weeping; he said that after he caught the octopus, he released it knowing that it was horribly wrong and couldn’t sell for a price.”

 

“The octopus thanked the fishermen for not killing it and said he could grant the fishermen’s wish. The fisherman asked for a new boat, a new house, untold riches, and to become king, and the octopus granted all these wishes for him.”

 

“But he was insatiable and felt that after becoming king he was still a mortal, so he asked the octopus for immortality and the ability to grant all his wishes.”

 

“The octopus said that the only way to fulfill this wish was to eat its heart, and the fisherman ki-lled the octopus.”

 

“But the moment the octopus died, everything disappeared for the fisherman, and all he had in front of him was a broken net and a huge octopus on a catch.”

 

“The fisherman lost his voice and cried and brought the octopus to the palace and said to the king, ‘The seat you are sitting in was mine; I will exchange it with you for this octopus, which can grant wishes.'”

 

“The king thought he was a madman, so he imprisoned the man, and the octopus was taken away by the minister.”

 

“I think this octopus is made of the devil, and it is too dangerous to keep it in the palace, so it is better to release it to the sea.”

 

Wasn’t this The Fisherman and the Goldfish? How did the goldfish become an octopus again?

 

After Mu Sichen heard this, he only felt that this book had been turned into a hodgepodge of fairy tales by a group of people, and he couldn’t find the main line at all.

 

However, due to the existence of the octopus doll, Mu Sichen was exceptionally interested in the octopus. He said to the maid, “Hearing is just that, seeing is believing; I’d better go and see that octopus in person; take me there.”

 

The maid immediately ordered people to prepare a carriage and helped Mu Sichen, who was wearing small high-heeled leather boots, out of the palace and also helped him lift his skirt.

 

This maid talked a lot, like an NPC that could provide information. Mu Sichen desperately needed to understand the plot and just happened to pry news from her mouth.

 

Mu Sichen tentatively asked, “Do you think that I did wrong by destroying the mirrors of the entire palace?”

 

The maid said stoically, “The king is obsessed with his clothes, and instead of dealing with the affairs of state, he spends his days looking for a tailor to make clothes and standing in front of the mirror admiring his own clothes. The queen, for the sake of the country and to help the king quit his addiction to clothes, destroyed the mirror as a matter of course.”

 

The plot… was magically right.

 

It turned out it really was The Emperor’s New Clothes; it was just that the worldview had been infinitely expanded by the donors to enrich the plot.

 

So many characters were added; he wondered where He Fei was.

 

 

Aimlessly searching may not lead to a rendezvous with He Fei, so it would be better to follow the plot. The central character of “The Emperor’s New Clothes” was always the king, and He Fei would surely try to come to the king’s side. He was now the queen and was very close to the king, so there was no need to walk around. There was no need to wander around, as he may miss the opportunity to meet up.

 

After all, this was a book, and there was no scene of riding in a carriage on the road.

 

Mu Sichen just stepped onto the luxurious carriage with one leg, when the maid next to him said, “Queen, we’ve arrived.”

 

Turning the page made Mu Sichen lose an opportunity to ride in a carriage.

 

He had some regrets.

 

In the past, when he worked at the amusement park to hand out balloons, he saw the amusement park’s big horse carriage, and it cost 100 yuan to ride around the amusement park, making it a very extravagant excursion.

 

He thought that he could rub a free amusement program, who knew that in the blink of an eye the page was turned. Mu Sichen held his noble head high, but his heart was full of regret.

 

The minister greeted him and respectfully said to him, ”Queen, I have temporarily kept the octopus in the moat of the outer city; once it enters the water, it becomes the same color as the environment; it’s impossible to find any fish, and I can’t induce it to appear with fresh fish. The head of the guards is using a net to find the whereabouts of the octopus, but they have already circled the river for a week, and still there is no sign of the octopus; it has probably returned to the sea.”

 

“What color was this octopus originally?” Mu Sichen asked.

 

“Blue.” The minister replied.

 

Mu Sichen: “……”

 

It was rare to see a blue octopus in the real world, right, and blue and transparency—these two elements too easily reminded him of a small octopus.

 

But this was within the pillar; how could Qin Zu’s power be here? Previously, the book of Embrace was the book where Mu Sichen called out Qin Zu and used his own body as a medium to draw in Qin Zu’s power, and when he left Embrace, Qin Zu’s power naturally returned to his body, so how could it appear in another book?

 

Even if he took a step back and said that Qin Zu didn’t leave and the power stayed with him. Then the octopus should have appeared with him as well, instead of being caught by the fisherman.

 

Wait… maybe it wasn’t out of the question.

 

What if one of the 16 people who changed the ending of the book was none other than Qin Zu’s follower?

 

 

Qin Zu had sent quite a few people to Tongzhi Town, and there were people from Xiangping Town near almost every pillar, and it was highly likely that His subordinates existed within the library.

 

This octopus—it might really be the small octopus.

 

Mu Sichen couldn’t say what kind of mood he was in; he suddenly became eager; he obviously hadn’t adapted to the small, high-heeled leather boots, but his footsteps still became fast.

 

He wanted to see the little octopus.

 

Mu Sichen’s footsteps became faster and faster, and the maid still kept up with flying steps, not lagging behind at all. On the contrary, it was the minister who was born too fat, who panted and trotted all the way, and was still lagging behind Mu Sichen by a lot.

 

Mu Sichen quickly came to the river and saw two teams of guards standing on both sides of the moat, pulling the net and conducting inspections.

 

Seeing Mu Sichen’s arrival, the head of the guards immediately knelt on one knee and said, “The Queen unexpectedly came personally; your subordinate is really not doing a good job.”

 

Mu Sichen shook his head and said, “It’s me who was curious and wanted to see the octopus with my own eyes; haven’t you found it yet?”

 

“No.” The head guard shook his head in frustration.

 

That was when the minister finally caught up; he was so tired that he was nearly out of breath.

 

 

His servant came forward with a jar and said, “My lord, have some honey water to moisten your throat.”

 

The minister was just about to take the jar when Mu Sichen said, “Give me the honey water.”

 

The minister swallowed his saliva and very reluctantly offered the honey water with both hands, saying under his breath, “Honey beautifies and nourishes the skin; it is indeed more suitable for someone as beautiful as the Queen.”

 

Mu Sichen was not interested in his current appearance; it was nothing more than a fake skin.

 

He took the jar, squatted down and sat by the river, opening the jar.

 

The crowd didn’t understand what he was going to do.

 

Suddenly a blue tentacle flew out of the river, splashing the ground, and the head guard said, “Quickly protect the queen!”

 

“No need.” Mu Sichen said, “It just likes sweets.”

 

 

Sure enough, the tentacle didn’t attack anyone but probed around tentatively, then squeezed the tip of its huge claw into the jar and drank “gulp.””gulp”.

 

Just by seeing this huge tentacle, Mu Sichen felt that this must be the small octopus.

 

So he stretched out his finger and poked the tentacle, and sure enough, it felt exactly the same, bouncy.

 

The honey water in the jar was quickly drank up, but the tentacle didn’t leave; it probed Mu Sichen’s shoulder and rubbed against his neck.

 

Then, a huge octopus head emerged from the moat.

 

The moat channel was three meters wide, but this octopus head was ten meters in diameter, and it was unknown how it hid in the channel.

 

One could only say that this octopus was probably liquid and could change its shape at will, and after entering the water, it should be able to turn its round octopus head into an oval or conical one.

 

Its eyes were black and shiny, as it had just poked its head out of the river, and water droplets were still hanging from the corners of its eyes.

 

Mu Sichen looked at himself in its big eyes.

 

This appearance was very similar to his original self, except that his features had become much softer and his figure was slimmer.

 

Mu Sichen stretched out his hand to the octopus and said, “You can return to the sea, or you can come with me; I will keep you in the lake in the back garden. Want to come with me?”

 

The octopus seemed to hesitate for a moment, stretching out its two tentacles, hanging on both sides of Mu Sichen’s head, looking at him left and right, and finally resting its large clawed paw on Mu Sichen’s palm.

 

With its movements, the large octopus all of a sudden turned into the size of a stuffed doll, and Mu Sichen spread out his hands so that he could hold it on his palm.

 

It wasn’t until it surfaced completely that Mu Sichen realized that the octopus only had six tentacles, two less.

 

“What’s going on here? Why are there two missing?” Mu Sichen said as he pinched the octopus tentacles.

 

The head guard looked at the minister, who stammered for half a day, wiped the sweat from his face, and said, “When I bought it, it only had six tentacles; I didn’t steal it!”

 

Instead, it was the lady in waiting who stepped forward and said, “Queen, I’ve heard the rumor.”

 

His maid was really a person who liked to gossip. Mu Sichen nodded. “Tell me.”

 

 

The maid told him, “I heard the rumor that when the fishermen salvaged the octopus, it had seven tentacles. When the fisherman’s wish was granted and he ki-lled the octopus, it was left with only six tentacles. So I think the octopus probably loses a tentacle once it dies or grants a person’s wish.”

 

 

“It can grant wishes; ah, there are still six…” the head guard and the minister said in unison, both of them looking at the octopus with a rather greedy gaze.

 

Water vapor rose in the small octopus’ big eyes, and the six tentacles were suddenly balled up under its head.

 

Mu Sichen: “……”

 

No, no, this story was becoming increasingly strange.

 

 

Would he become a queen that obtained a magical octopus that could fulfill six wishes and was coveted by greedy people, leading to the downfall of the entire country?

 

 

He laughed coldly and said, “Think about what happened to that fisherman; it is still unknown whether this is an octopus that can grant wishes or a devil that makes people hallucinate and eventually fall into madness. In order to prevent the world from being mesmerized by the octopus devil, I’ve decided to seal it in the palace. Drive, I’m going back.”

 

After he said those words, the scene shifted again, and he actually walked into the back garden holding the octopus.

 

So riding the carriage was out of the question after all.

 

Mu Sichen put the octopus into the water; the little octopus was a little reluctant, but one tentacle was still hooked on Mu Sichen’s wrist.

 

Mu Sichen felt that it remembered him.

 

In fact, right now Mu Sichen was already a bit confused about the octopus and Qin Zu.

 

According to reason, the octopus doll he brought to the dormitory in the beginning had already been used as a totem to summon Qin Zu, which was another octopus.

 

But this octopus looked like it knew him well, and it loved sweet water just as much.

 

Perhaps it was because Qin Zu and the totems shared a common consciousness; his experience with the octopus in the real world was known to Qin Zu, and the doppelganger that had separated from him knew about it as well.

 

But such an association was even more odd. Mu Sichen remembered the little octopus’ roguish appearance and really couldn’t associate it with that majestic, powerful, calm, and somewhat pale, terrifying god-level monster.

 

“If you really don’t want to leave, just become smaller and follow me.” Mu Sichen said.

 

At this time, the maid appeared silently like a ghost behind Mu Sichen again and said in a calm and waveless voice, “Queen, when you left the palace just now, the king took advantage of your absence to come to the lakeside to look for a long time in his new clothes. Since you don’t intend to disturb the calmness of the lake with an octopus, let’s fill this lake.”

 

You’re still here, ah… Mu Sichen looked back at this plain-looking maid, unable to read this person’s thoughts from her face.

 

If not for the maid’s reminder, he had almost forgotten the original plot of this book.

 

“Then fill the…”

 

Mu Sichen was just about to say fill the lake and use this piece of land to grow vegetables when the entire body of the small octopus climbed out of the lake, which became so clear and transparent that it couldn’t reflect a single reflection.

 

And the tentacles of the little octopus became five.

 

 

It fulfilled a wish of Mu Sichen’s, even though Mu Sichen didn’t intend to do so.

 

 

The maid’s eyes that looked like stagnant water moved.

 

 

Mu Sichen pinched the small octopus’s big round face and whispered, ”I didn’t ask you to fulfill my wish; I had intended to fill the lake!’ Don’t display abilities like yours in front of people!”

 

He led the little octopus’s tentacle to touch his brow, but he didn’t hear Qin Zu’s majestic explanation; instead, a clear teenage voice said accusingly, “You didn’t finish; I thought that you were going to throw me into the lake in order to keep the king from looking in the mirror.”

 

Mu Sichen was so anxious that he had to scratch his hair. What was going on? Had Qin Zu also turned into a fairy tale along with this book?

 

Given that the maid was still staring at him from behind, Mu Sichen had to pretend to be calm and say, “Hehe, what a devil who can tempt people; in order to prevent you from plaguing this country, it’s better to follow me; I won’t allow you to use this evil power again.”

 

The little octopus balled up the only five remaining tentacles, gradually became transparent, and actually merged into Mu Sichen’s clothes, turning into a blue belt that looped around Mu Sichen’s waist.

 

Seeing that the little octopus had so many hidden means, Mu Sichen was slightly relieved.

 

He had to go with the plot.

 

Since the maid had mentioned that king who loved to wear new clothes and look in the mirror countless times, he needed to go and meet this king.

 

“The king is addicted to foreign objects and neglects the country’s affairs; there should be someone to dissuade him.” Mu Sichen said to the maid, “Take me to the king.”

 


 

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