When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Wuming tilted his head slightly, pointed one finger at his own head, and spread out the other hand helplessly.

"What if he says something uninteresting in his head, and you get angry and cut him off? It's all for his safety."

"You're right, his thoughts are very strange and difficult to understand... But it's not your turn to be ignorant. I think you're even more ignorant. You're in this carriage, so you're not afraid of me cutting them. Did you?"

"Humph~ If you want to do it, you have already done it, and now you will definitely not do it, and I am not incapable of resisting."

Wuming's self-confidence, she believes that Yongye should not be the kind of impromptu murderer, and that someone who is valuable to him can become a helper, and he should have a certain tolerance.

Yes, it should... It really should be, after all, Wuming can't be sure what Yong Ye's character is like. He only knows that he can kill mercilessly, and is a familiar companion who is constantly begging for mercy and unwilling to commit suicide. He is a very hard-hearted guy.

However, although it should be, but if you can avoid staying in that stinking stable, this little risk is still worth taking for Wuming, after all... She really can't stand the smell inside.

"You, you stayed in the stable before because you can only stay in the stable, right?"

"Huh? Why do you say that??"

Yong Ye, who was already on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly said a word that made Wuming, who had been staring at him and thought he fell asleep, couldn't help being startled.

"After all, your Kabane's heart, if you accidentally see it, you sleep too dead in the middle of the night, and you can cut off your head. That's why you would rather sleep in a stable than in a normal place, right?"

"...Uncle, you're surprisingly smart."

"Accidents are superfluous. In addition, this is just because I can probably understand your thoughts. After all, in the eyes of most people, I am a murderous executioner and butcher. Just like you, if it is with other people. People live in the same carriage, I can’t sleep peacefully, I have to be careful behind my back at all times, otherwise the family of the deceased will definitely stab me in the back while I’m sleeping too fast.”

"It's really scary... Then, uncle, you want this carriage just for...?"

"It's easy to hide with open guns, but it's hard to guard against dark arrows. Although the people I killed all had legitimate reasons and achieved good results, the irrational people in this world occupy the vast majority. In addition to being disturbed, I also have to consider the sneak attacks of those who have killed their relatives by me."

"...It always feels like you're tired too."

Listening to Yong Ye's words, Wuming's impression of him has changed slightly, and he also feels that there may be a common language between them, and there are places where they have the same disease for different reasons, but, in this case...

"Since you're worried about being raided, why did you let me in?"

"...Maybe you're annoying? Or you're pitiful, yet confident that you won't be attacked by you?"

"It always feels very hot! Even if I didn't plan to do anything at first, now that I hear you say that, I want to wait for you to fall asleep and do something!"

I was angry because of this sentence, and I felt that Yong Ye looked down on the nameless. Some childishly squinted their eyes and glanced up and down with malicious eyes. When talking, Yong Ye still kept his eyes closed.

"Really? Then I'll just tie you up right now, just in case."

Wen Yan Yongye opened his eyes calmly, and held the samurai sword that he had always been by his side even when he was sleeping.

And his reaction caused Wuming's instinct to take a step back in an instant, shaking his hands to explain quickly.

"Just kidding, joking, this is definitely just a joke, don't get excited, you let me in, how can I take revenge?"

Chapter 24 Terrible Habits

"I see... Then I'm joking. However, don't do anything to make me suspicious, and don't approach this front car when I'm sleeping, otherwise I might misunderstand something?"

"Well, I swear!"

"Very good, then, you can stay quietly, I'm going to sleep, don't make any noise."

Wuming's knives and guns were all confiscated under Yongye's bed, so he didn't need to worry about shooting or anything. He would not lose to Wuming with his bare hands.

Therefore, it was just to frighten the nameless Yong Ye, so he simply released the knife again and closed his eyes again.

Yong Ye didn't think Wuming dared to do anything to him, for four reasons.

In addition to his own strength of deterrence and a certain degree of trust in Wuming, there is also... If Wuming does not want to be forcibly expelled by the entire car, then it is impossible to do anything to him.

Of course, the most important thing is that although Wuming has a strong mouth, with Wuming's character, there is no doubt that there will be no small problems in killing people. Wuming has not crossed the threshold of easily killing people like him. You can tell by looking at nameless eyes.

The most terrifying part of killing people is getting used to it. When a person kills someone and knows that he will not be punished, people will gradually forget their guilt.

For example, Yong Ye, he has long since lost the so-called guilt.

But the world is like this, if it is not like this, in this world alone, without the help of relatives and friends, and not the eternal night of the natives, it is difficult to survive.

Of course, having no relatives or friends, although there is no help, is a disadvantage, it is also an advantage. There is no tie, no burden, and no one can implicate him.

However, on this point, whether the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, or the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, is a more difficult question to judge.

Listening to the whistle coming from time to time, I thought about some unclear questions. It didn't take long for Yongye and Wuming, the two people who fought all night last night and never slept, almost at the same time, different from each other. She fell into a deep sleep on the bed some distance away.

In this smooth running train, when Yong Ye woke up from sleep and opened his eyes again, it was only ten minutes at noon.

Although he didn't sleep for a long time, since he came to this world, he has actively controlled his sleep and became a short sleeper. He only needs about four hours a night to get enough rest. Time is enough for him to rest.

After all, in this world, time is very urgent for him. When he can rest, he must actively rest. If he can not waste it, he will not waste it as much as possible. It is very necessary to shorten the sleep.

Although... most of the time, when he is sleeping, because of those real dreams, there is no way to get real rest.

At this point he woke up, but Wuming was still asleep.

Although the nameless body is Kabane, her head is still no different from ordinary human beings, just an ordinary little girl, so she needs a long sleep time, Yongye is completely understandable, and there is no plan to disturb her.

Getting up quietly, he opened the side car door alone and came outside.

On both sides of the Iron City, there are a large number of sections, enough for three people to walk side by side, metal walkways used to get on and off the train. This width is enough for the most basic elementary swordsmanship practice.

Even if the train generates a lot of strong winds, this is not a problem for Yongye at all.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is a little bigger, but the wind is strong so it doesn't feel hot. The surrounding scenery is also very beautiful, and there is no trace of industry. It's a pity that the man on the metal aisle didn't know how to appreciate the rare beauty of this world. He just kept waving his weapon, ignoring everything around him.

For Yong Ye, he didn't have the mood or leisure to care about these things at all. Slashing with a blade was what he should do and what he needed to survive.

Now he doesn't know the meaning of his existence, but that doesn't mean he wants to die.

After all... Survival is human instinct.

Yong Ye believes that one day he will find the meaning of existence.

And this just happens to be now, here, the meaning of his existence.

There may be some contradictions, but they are not contradictory. There is still hope, although it is uncertain what hope is.

For him now, he doesn't need to think about other things, just concentrate on swinging the blade, he will feel very relaxed.

As time passed, the sun gradually set in the west.

"Uncle, what are you... doing?"

The girl who had slept for almost a whole day finally woke up at this time.