Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

Before inviting the Queen, Zhang Mu had already anticipated this scene.

Therefore, when creating the Jinshui Town puppets, he had also made a batch of train passengers.

Not only that, he had very thoughtfully equipped this batch of passenger puppets with morphable appearances and skeletons—allowing for subtle adjustments to facial features and physique.

This way, no one would notice anything unusual—why were the passengers on the train always the same group of people?

To make it more realistic, Zhang Mu added differentiated interaction mechanisms to the puppets’ Core.

Simply put, the personality displayed by each puppet would be different.

Some were cold, some enthusiastic, some sensitive and alert, and some gruff and irritable.

Consequently, the feedback each reporter received after striking up a conversation varied greatly.

For instance, there was a reporter here who was the first to initiate an interview; he was brave but lacked a bit of discernment.

”Hello sir, I am from the United King...”

”Stay away from me, Muggle!” A burly man with stubble bypassed him with great disdain.

Then there was the reporter over there who was more clever. Combining the cold reception his colleague suffered, he approached a kind-looking old lady pulling a suitcase.

”Hello, beautiful lady. There is still some time before the train departs. May I have the honor of chatting with you?”

”What a sweet-talking young man.” The old lady covered her mouth and chuckled shyly, acknowledging his flattery. ”I’m glad there are still young people willing to chat with an old-fashioned person like me.”

Seeing her agree, the reporter mentally cheered and hurriedly waved over the cameraman nearby.

”Beautiful lady, do you know about Hogwarts?”

”Of course. We are under the protection of Hogwarts, as is this world.”

The old lady seemed to know the reporter was an outsider, so she didn’t mock his seemingly idiotic question, but instead answered patiently.

”Do you have any family members enrolled at Hogwarts?”

The young reporter’s emotional intelligence was somewhat low; asking such a blunt question without testing the waters clearly pained the old lady.

Her expression visibly dimmed: ”I very much wish I could tell you yes, but unfortunately...”

”Oh, I’m sorry.” The reporter realized his mistake and apologized profusely, then continued to ask.

However, the old lady seemed to recall some painful memories, so her enthusiasm vanished, and the conversation became half-hearted.

The reporter was embarrassed and kept telling interesting stories to try and make up for his mistake, but it had little effect.

The old lady bid him a low-spirited farewell and boarded the train pulling her suitcase.

Regretfully giving himself a slap, he quickly moved on, preparing to stop another passenger.

Butler Lee’s voice interrupted him: ”Everyone, it’s time to board. How long do you plan to keep the Queen waiting?”

The Queen wasn’t impatient, standing quietly on the platform, but Butler Lee, who had practically watched her grow up, keenly perceived that displeasure.

He understood that due to her status, the Queen couldn’t appear harsh, so it was his turn to be her spokesperson.

The two knew each other well; the corner of the Queen’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly before immediately settling back down as she played the ’good cop’ to smooth things over: ”It’s fine, there’s still some time. Everyone can enjoy themselves.”

No one, no matter how stupid, would take those words literally. The reporters all hurriedly ran back to assemble and board the train, embarking on this day-and-night journey.

...

Jinshui Town Jail.

Luo Xiling leaned against the wall, while the other four stood against the wall in the next cell.

Ye Ming leaned his back against the wall, assigning tasks to the five while making final refinements to the plan before starting.

”The Prodigy will come to the scene, have no doubt about that. It is no match for you, that much is also certain; otherwise, it would have fought us directly instead of attempting a conspiracy.”

Ye Ming crossed his arms over his chest, his tone troubled: ”The only problem is that we have no way to see through the Prodigy’s disguise.

Um... have you five learned any?”

A girl’s voice came from next door: ”The secret manual Immortal Xu gave us focuses on slaughter; it’s all various sword techniques. Uh, what about Senior Sister?”

Luo Xiling, who was deep in thought, was startled: ”Everyone practiced the same sword manual, why do you think I would know it?”