Dragon Ball Super Universe

Chapter 407 Return to China?

The singing is beautiful!
It's foggy and cold!
Consciousness is scattered!
Pickup now feels that his hands are not hands, his feet are not feet, and his body seems to no longer be his own, but he is immersed in this wonderful and cold world.

Carefree, don't think about anything, don't have to do anything, you can do nothing wrong, you are very comfortable and comfortable.

But is this the life I want?
Pickup felt that such a sentence suddenly appeared in his decayed thoughts that had been sleeping for more than a hundred years.

Yeah, is this the world I want?

I have no idea!

No work, no walking, no eating, no troubles, no worries.

But is this the life I want?
Pickup, who seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, slowly opened his eyes, his deadly eyes were disappointing.

This is not the look that a living person should have. Anyone who sees it will only think that it is the look of a dead person. Can such lifeless and hopeless eyes be possessed by human beings?

"Who am I?" Pika asked slowly.

The sound echoed in the mist, repeating over and over again.

"who am I?"

"who am I?"

……

The sound went farther and farther away, and slowly disappeared.

A picture appeared in his mind in vain. It seemed to be a photo, an old yellow photo. The fog covered all the faces in the photo, making it difficult for the pickup to see clearly.

Immediately afterwards, another picture appeared. This time, three people could be vaguely seen on the pickup truck, two adult men and women, and the woman was holding a baby in her hands, but it was still unclear what they looked like.

Then another picture emerged, which was a little clearer than before. It was the same three people, with a tall adult man standing in the middle, and the parents on both sides were slightly stooped.

In the fourth picture, there are two women on it. The outlines of the picture can already be seen clearly, but Pickup just feels familiar, as if the two are just strangers.

One set of pictures passed before the eyes of Pickup, and finally it was frozen on a blood-stained picture.

This one is very clear, it is full of dead people, and there is still a person standing on the corpse. He lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking. Pickup seemed to be able to feel the loneliness of this person.

It was as if he was the only one in the world.

"Who... are you?" Pika asked, his eyes also regained some clarity.

"Who are you!" asked again.

The person on the screen raised his head slowly.

"I am you...but not you!" The man on the screen spat out these words.

Two lines of blood and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"what……"

Suddenly, Pickup felt as if his brain had been pricked by a needle, and cried out in pain.

"Parents... Lucia, Selena... ah..."

Pickup hugged his head and screamed in pain, and finally the blood-stained image resurfaced in his mind.

That was himself, and the dead people beside him were his relatives and friends.

This scene is just like the battlefield in the movie, with corpses everywhere.

"what……"

"Hoo hoo hoo..." Pickup looked at the strange yet familiar small space around him, and couldn't help but shed two lines of dirty tears.

"So...it's a dream."

The computer in front of him freezes on the dialogue between Trunks and his self-built character.

Pickup pressed the off button, and he was full of doubts, how could this dream be so real, as if he had experienced it himself.

"Pika, it's time to eat!"

The door of his room was pushed open by a woman, and she was still complaining, "Hurry up, or you will be late!"

"mom!"

Pika couldn't help blurting out, he felt his face was hot, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the wet spot on the back of his hand.

"Hey, it's not embarrassing to cry at such a grown-up age!" The woman complained and wiped the tears from his face.

Pickup stood up and hugged her.

"What's wrong? What's wrong, tell mom, see if mom can help you solve it!"

Pika let go of her and shook her head, "It's okay!"

She looked at Pickup suspiciously, and said, "Really?"

"Ok!"

"Xiumei, why is everyone so smeared, come out quickly, or the food will be cold if you don't come out!"

A strong male voice came from outside. This is Pi Ka's father, Pi Shaofu, and his mother's name is Li Xiumei.

"Come here, you two father and son make me worry every day!" Li Xiumei complained.

"Hahaha!"

Pickup and Li Xiumei looked at each other and smiled.

……

Sitting on my SUV, the pickup truck feels very strange. I obviously drove it yesterday, but it seems that I haven't driven a car for a long time.

"Yesterday... what dream did I have? It's so strange!" Pika muttered.

After igniting the ignition, driving, looking at the familiar streets around, the pickup truck couldn't help but slow down.

"It's still the same!" Pika smiled faintly, and was stunned after speaking.

same as usual?
The more I thought about the pickup, the more I felt something was wrong, and my head hurt more, so I simply stopped thinking about it, unlike my head, which didn't hurt anymore.

Driving through the familiar school gate, I greeted the old gatekeeper.

After a short jog, the pickup came to his office, and he was the only one in the huge office space.

"Hey, that guy Xiao Li, you said the salary is low, you don't even think about how long we work every day, you still think the salary is low!" Pickup complained.

Originally there were two people in this office, one was him and the other was Xiao Li. Just yesterday Xiao Li resigned because the salary was too low.

So now there is only pickup left in this office.

Pickup sat next to the computer, spinning his pen in boredom. He remembered that he used to turn on the computer to play games as soon as he entered the office, but he was not interested today.

Boom boom boom!
"Please come in!"

"Little Pi!" The person who came was the principal of this school, and he smiled and looked at Pickup.

"Principal, can you stop calling me that, it's embarrassing!"

This principal lived abroad since he was a child, and he only came back to Huaxia in the past two years. He doesn't speak Chinese very fluently. He always speaks with four voices, and is privately called Lao Yangmo by his colleagues.

In Picard's ears, "Xiaopi ah" is very similar to the little girl, because this has caused many jokes in front of colleagues.

"Understood, I'm here to inform you that tomorrow you will be able to take up the post of dean of the teaching department. You have been dedicated to your work in the past few years, and we all agree that you can take over the position of dean of teaching!" Old Yang Mo said with a smile.

Pickup pointed his finger at his nose.

"Me? You asked me to be the teaching director? But if I get promoted, who will teach the physical education class? Now I am the only physical education teacher left in the school?" Pika asked in surprise.

"It's okay, I've invited my friend's daughter. She's a top student at Springfield School in the United States. It's easy to be a physical education teacher. Lucia, come in!" Old Yangmo shouted to the door.

(End of this chapter)