Chapter 19 Don’t underestimate the resentment of workers!

"Sister Meiling, the plan is ready. I've put it on the table!"

"Okay, hard work."

After her colleague left, Zao Jian Meiling rubbed her tired eyes and continued to look through the unfinished documents.

After working for many years, I finally got a promotion last month. Although it was tiring at first, it was worth it to earn a little more.

In the morning, Meiling took some time to look at the photo next to the computer. It showed herself and her husband snuggling and smiling at each other, with their dazed daughter sitting in the middle. Her eyes softened immediately.

Yoshi, hurry up and work! Then go home early to accompany Xiaoqingzi!

The other side of the world.

After completing the mission and returning home, the morning dad discovered that his wife and daughter were missing. At first he thought they had gone out, but it was almost dinner time and they still hadn't come back. The morning dad finally realized that something was wrong.

After searching the house, he hurried out to look for them, but after several hours of asking, no one had seen them.

In the morning, my father finally decided to report it to the Third Hokage. He knew the special nature of his wife's identity. Even though he hadn't seen her for only a few hours, he must consult the Hokage in this situation.

"Honey, I'm back!"

In the morning, Meiling opened the door and found only the nanny and her daughter there. She guessed that her husband was working overtime again.

Zao Jian Meiling was not depressed either. Overtime work was commonplace for adults. After putting down her things, she gently walked to the crib. Looking at her daughter who was still in a daze, Zao Jian Meiling smiled and held her little hand.

"Have you been good today, Haruko? Mommy missed you so much at the company today~"

"Morning Haruko" seemed to know that her mother had returned and smiled happily at her.

"The baby is so cute!" In the morning, Meiling resisted the urge to take a photo.

After taking a shower and cleaning herself up, she looked at the clock on the wall and was a little confused. "Why hasn't my husband come back yet? Normally, he would have finished his work at this time."

"Huh? What mission?"

In the morning, Meiling was puzzled by what she said. It should be the end of overtime.

What's going on... Why does it feel like something is wrong?

"Forget it, let's go cook first!" Meiling couldn't think of anything in the morning, so she happily chose to give up thinking.

……

"Meiling! Meiling!"

In the morning, Dad searched the house again without giving up. He had already reported the matter to the Third Hokage, who took it very seriously and directly sent a senior ninja who had no missions to look for it.

This secret search operation was still classified as top secret. The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen could not imagine who could take away the Flower God's Phantom Eye quietly in Konoha's territory.

Haruko Hayama, who is feared by the Third Hokage: ...?

Help, help!

What should I do? How can I get it back?!

Someone please save me!!!

She was just daydreaming about her former company and couldn't help but express her resentment. How did she trigger her sealed magic? !

That’s right, Haruko Zao called it magic in a childish way. She really didn’t know what to call it. After all, she was a good socialist young man who believed in the scientific worldview. Who knew that she would travel to a fantasy world!!!

He also accidentally locked up his mother. Haruko didn't know how much time had passed, but she guessed that her love-brained father was going crazy.

When he went out, his wife and children were stolen.

Haruko Zaoma felt that she must have made up a place similar to a fantasy world, and used the worldview of her previous life.

The little thing in her mother's arms was not her. The real Haruko Zaoma was watching everything in the illusion from a God's perspective, and after some attempts, she found that no one could see her.

So how do we remove this thing? Urgent!

In the morning, Haruko scratched her ears and cheeks for a long time (although this action is really cute for a baby), but still couldn't think of a solution. She wanted to repeat the feeling she had just used, but she was always stuck at that critical point.

Oh my god, I have to cook! Your husband is going crazy!

Although Haruko Hayama's body was floating in the illusion, she could still see the scenes in reality for some reason. The house had been surrounded, and her disappointing father seemed to be searching calmly, but Haruko Hayama, knowing his temper, knew that he would probably cry if she couldn't find him.

Ahhhh! I'm so anxious!

Is there any big guy who can give me some guidance online? After the task is completed, I will repay him by becoming a magical girl!

"The food is getting cold, why hasn't he come back yet?" Meiling looked at the clock on the wall from time to time in the morning.

Today was really strange. Meiling had a vague feeling that something was wrong since she arrived at the company this morning, but she couldn't put it into words, and her husband hadn't come home yet.

Zao Jian Meiling has many years of battlefield experience. Her sixth sense is always accurate. What is wrong with this situation?

"No, we have a nanny at home, why should I cook for myself?"

In the morning, Meiling looked at the food on the table in front of her and suddenly realized something was wrong.

She stood up suddenly and looked at the nanny who had been silent in the distance, "We have never hired a nanny!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the nanny whose face could not be seen suddenly disappeared, and the scene around her also shook. Zaojian Meiling grabbed the edge of the table to steady herself and observed her surroundings carefully.

"Could this be... an illusion woven by the Flower God's Illusionary Eye?!"

That’s right, that’s right!

Only the illusion woven by the flower god's magic eyes could be so real. If she didn't have the magic eyes as well and could distinguish reality and illusion better than others, Meiling would probably be immersed in this illusion and never wake up again in the morning.

In the morning, Meiling wanted to use her pupil technique to break the spell, but she felt a stinging sensation in her eyeballs. The sequelae from the previous spell still hadn't healed after all this time.

She gritted her teeth and formed seals quickly.

"break!"

Click... click...

The surrounding scene was like a broken mirror, shattering into pieces and then slowly collapsing.

In reality, the morning father and others who were still searching hard were suddenly blinded by a strong white light, and they immediately raised their hands to cover their eyes.

After about a minute, the strong light slowly dissipated, and the sought-after Zao Jian Meiling suddenly appeared next to the cradle where no one was.

When Zaoma's father rushed forward to hug her crying with joy, Zaoma Meiling looked at Zaoma Haruko who was already asleep in the rocking bed with complicated eyes.

……

"Later, Huan Chen took the initiative to report the whole incident to me. Although she doesn't remember much about what happened in the illusion, it is said that the construction of the illusion is very complete." Sarutobi Hiruzen withdrew his gaze from the window, "Her child may be more powerful than her in the future."

"So my mission is..." asked Hatake Kakashi after learning the truth of that year.

Since the Third Hokage chose to tell me all this, he probably wanted to assign me a related mission.

As expected, Sarutobi Hiruzen sat back in his seat, "Kakashi, 'Phantom Dust' once said that her use of eye techniques may be less than one-third complete, and her current condition is not enough to support her to continue exploring... Maybe the remaining two-thirds will be given to us by Haruko in the morning."

"Yes, I will keep an eye on Haruko's every move in the morning." After saying that, Hatake Kakashi disappeared on the spot.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the place where he disappeared and said calmly: "This future, after all, is the world of young people..."