There was also one who looked utterly serious, glancing this way and that. She looked much like the blue maiden, except for a small, stubborn streak of red highlights.
None of that was a problem!
Even Welt knew that, in this universe, people who resembled old acquaintances—but weren't quite the same—were far more numerous than he had imagined.
Then who was the last one?
Short, tousled brown hair, and glasses.
She looked refined.
She wore a suit and a scarf.
Wasn't this person exactly like me?!
Another me... in this world?
"Huh?" March 7th froze as well.
She looked at Uncle Yang sitting on the sofa, then at Uncle Yang behind her.
How strange~
She took another look!
What was going on?!
"Dan Heng and I ran into a problem, and happened to find Uncle Yang."
"But I thought Uncle Yang had said he wouldn't get off the train. Then he quietly slipped off anyway, so I simply came back with him..."
"..."
"But if the Uncle Yang I brought back is Uncle Yang... then who's the one sitting there?"
"..."
March 7th was even more shocked than Welt.
She counted on her fingers and muttered to herself, looking back and forth as if her CPU were about to burn out.
No matter how she looked at them, they were still exactly the same!
"..." Dan Heng could only remain silent.
He looked at Welt aboard the train, then at the one the two of them had brought back. In an instant, even his pupils were twitching uncontrollably.
"All right! What's there to be surprised about?!" Tesla, as expected!
With her hands on her hips, she had anticipated this just like everyone else. In fact, this was precisely the scene she had been dying to see.
The Welt beside her