When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Although... when they see the blood on the ground that hasn't been wiped clean, their faces will turn gloomy again.

The contradiction is resolved, the head of the car, where Yong Ye practiced swords last night, Wuming in the forefront Loach and Sifang Chuanchangpu and others, laughing and chatting on the front of the armored iron city.

After just one glance, Yong Ye retreated, not planning to join their queue.

The two Kabaneris of Wuming and Ikoma have been liberated, which means that there is no need to live in the last section, and the third-to-last section, which is the seventh carriage, has a lot of vacancies due to a large number of deaths. let them live.

But even if there is no one in the last compartment, Yong Ye still occupies the eighth compartment of the penultimate section as a matter of course. After all, this is his reward in his eyes, and he has no plans to live together.

When the crowd was arguing, Yong Ye was at the back of the car and continued his swordsmanship practice of Shinto no-mind. The system always felt that the system was not so reliable. Naturally, he wanted to rely on his own strength, that is, relying on swordsmanship, so that become stronger.

The surrounding scenery is first-class, the lake on the left, the forest on the right, the green grass below, the sun is also big in the sky, the warm sun is shining on the body, it will make people feel warm and want to sleep under the sun. Sleep.

However, he did not have the mood to sleep in and enjoy the scenery, and rarely did he practice swordsmanship, but looked at the sky in the distance at the end.

The swordsmanship of the Shinto Wu Nian Liu suddenly came to an epiphany while meditating. That is to say, the epiphany was very important, and he also wanted to try to have an epiphany.

that's all.

From day to night.

He had been standing there all alone, not even a single movement.

"…hungry."

With a sigh, Yong Ye, who was a little stiff all over his body, didn't think of anything, so he temporarily gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​the so-called epiphany.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of complaining behind him.

"What are you doing here alone? I can't find it after I search, really!"

Looking back, Wuming, who was wearing yellow-orange loose daily clothes, was standing behind him with his hands on his hips, his face full of displeasure.

"...what are you looking for me for?"

"Yeah~ it's nothing, I just brought you a few servings of food. I heard that you eat a lot, right? Here, I brought it for you."

Wuming, whose face changed very quickly, changed his previous displeasure, and stuffed a small half-basket of food like rice dumplings into Yong Ye's hands, while he smiled and sat on the guardrail beside him, watching Yong Ye quickly The way he was eating couldn't help laughing.

"I won't rob you~ What do you eat so fast? You won't be able to taste it that way?"

"...Save time, get used to it."

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Yong Ye responded indifferently.

"Speaking of which, uncle, when I went to get food for you, the aunts who cooked told me to stay away from you. It seems that in the eyes of the common people, you are more scary than my Cabaneri."

"So what? Can Feng Pinghao become stronger? Or can I survive?" Yong Ye, who didn't raise his head or blink his eyes, dismissed this at all, and gave a rare kind-hearted warning. "If you want to find friends and play friendship games in this car, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise, you will also be alienated."

"You are really a warrior who only knows how to fight and kill. Every day, apart from practicing swordsmanship or swordsmanship, other than sleeping and eating, even sleeping time is twice less than others, you are strong enough, and you still work so hard. What are you doing? Such a life would be boring, eh?"

Ignoring Yong Ye's warning, Wuming started his counter-lecture in a serious manner.

"...Even if you say that, I don't know what I can do. Besides, the concept of strength and weakness is not unchanged. I'm just stronger than ordinary Kabane, ordinary and ordinary warriors, as long as there are enough Kabane. I can't last too long, so I'm not really that strong."

"Hey~ I'm very demanding of myself, uncle."

"I just don't want to die."

"Are you so afraid of death?" Wuming sat on the lever and swayed his body, leaning back slightly as if he was not afraid of falling, staring at Yongye puzzled. "You don't look like the kind of person who is afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid of death and don't want to die, there's no contradiction between the two, right? Just like... Do you want to die?"

The faint rebuttal made Wuming speechless, she thought about it carefully. I'm neither afraid of death nor want to die, so it doesn't seem like it's contradictory?

After that, the food to eat is finished.

Although it was already night, Yong Ye didn't have the slightest drowsiness. After all, he had been sleeping in the early morning during the day.

However, it was rare for him to not continue his kendo practice after dinner, but leaned on the guardrail beside Wuming and looked up at the moon hanging high in the center of the night sky.

The bright full moon, watching the world tenderly, brings the necessary light to the world in darkness.

The cold and vast night sky always brings a sense of loneliness to people. I struggle to survive alone. Frankly speaking, I am really tired. I have been in this world for so long, but there is no chance to rest. I really want to. Rest awhile.

Those who have been oppressed for more than half a year cannot breathe at all, and have always been chased by the pressing time. They are very tired, very tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

In the past six months, he has tasted the feeling of being abandoned, and he has also experienced betrayal and vendetta.

But he is not actually a superman, nor is he a hero. He didn't have an overly tenacious will, but he was forced to this point.

Obviously, the experience of more than half a year is vivid in my mind, but the memories of the past are gradually forgotten, and I have become a person who has lost the past and cannot see the future.

If you really want to cry, but you can't take it anymore, then... what can you do? He had no way to escape, and there was no way out that belonged to him.

Not only is there no way out, but even the unknown future is hazy. He doesn't know where to go, and what should he do after arriving at King Kong Guo?

After all, is there any hope for the world? In the second half of his life, is he going to repeat the life of being chased for the past six months?

If he suddenly encounters irresistible death, perhaps the instinctive desire of human beings to survive will be shattered. Without any spiritual support, it is not impossible for him to choose that irresistible death to escape the torture of this world.

Chapter 34 Cooperation

"Uncle? Why do you suddenly look tired?"

Wuming, who was on the side, suddenly turned his attention to Yong Ye, and always felt that his body seemed to be constantly exuding confusion. He couldn't help but tease, "Is this going to transform into a decadent uncle?"

"Whatever you say, I'm going to bed, bye."

"Che~ What a boring, ruthless uncle."

After waving his hands casually, he walked away, causing Wuming's dissatisfaction to complain in a low voice, turning a deaf ear to Wuming's complaints, Yongye returned to his car, but when he was about to close the door, Wuming suddenly jumped in.

"What are you doing..."

"Let me live here too!"

Before Yong Ye could finish speaking, Wuming tilted his head, the corners of his pale pink mouth were slightly raised, showing a cute smile, and he was the first to say his purpose.

"Anyway, I also lived here before. This carriage is so big, it's a waste for you to use it alone, so let me live here too~"

"...Are you sure you don't want to live in another car?"

"Uncle is really bad-hearted. Don't you all know the reason why I don't like being in other carriages?"

"No, now those people have accepted you, isn't it Cabaneri's identity?"