Ark: I adopted Seria at the beginning

Who is taking something out of my mouth?

W felt something stirring in his throat, which felt like tentacles. The thing also had a fishy smell.

And she was still exploring deeper into her mouth, which made it difficult for her to breathe.

I'll fuck your mother! You are the reincarnation of an octopus!

W endured this feeling and kicked directly in front of him, and then he felt as if his foot had kicked something.

Feeling great discomfort, W opened her eyes instantly, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget.

She saw a bucket head flying backwards, and also saw a disgusting scene.

She saw a tentacle extending from her mouth carrying a large mushroom.

How many mushrooms have you eaten? How come I didn’t know I ate so many mushrooms before?

W spit out the sticky tentacle mucus in his mouth and stood up to grab the bucket head.

But when she got up to throw a flash bomb, she glanced at the bucket head and put the flash bomb back.

Because w saw a large number of tentacles emerging from under the bucket head's body.

This was obviously not a normal creature, and W thought it was best not to provoke him, otherwise something unspeakable might happen.

For the sake of her own virginity, she decided to wait.

W quickly retreated and kept a distance from the bucket head, but the bucket head just collected the glowing mushrooms and left.

After seeing the strange thing leave, W immediately found a stream that looked relatively clean and flushed his mouth.

After cleaning, she lay by the river and looked at the sky, thinking about everything that had just happened in her "dream".

The extremely fast Origin Stone Worm is very similar to what will happen in the future, and to another me in this world.

Can I really do that? Become an engineer who builds that kind of machinery?

Obviously I only know a few tricks for preparing bombs.

By the way, what do you want to do in the future? Now, this country is relatively peaceful for the time being, so the path of mercenaries is no longer feasible in this country.

What kind of life should I live in the future?

w closed his eyes and seemed to see his confident self again.

She stood next to a large number of reporters and talked about her plans and ideals.

Especially the eyes of his other self, which made him feel familiar yet strange at the same time.

Is that really the look he has? Is that kind of pride, that kind of pride, really about yourself?

Those eyes are full of expectations and exploration for the future, as well as the desire and pursuit of technology.

And what do you see in your eyes now?

Fall? arrogant? undisciplined?

He doesn't study hard and only knows how to make trouble. He looks down on his so-called peers, but he thinks he is superior to others because he used to be a mercenary, planted bombs, killed people and set fires.

Think that you are inherently different from them.

No one looks down on me. Is this really the real me?

How can I be better off than those extremely nasty people?

Maybe I really became the other self in the dream, maybe everything I saw in the dream was not an illusion.

Maybe those seemingly docile books might actually be useful.

W suddenly remembered a sentence his teacher taught him at school a few days ago:

Practice is always based on theory. In the process of pursuing practice, there must be the support of theoretical power, otherwise we will not be able to reach higher heights.

Now that I think about it, that's indeed what happened.

Comrade W took out a small bag of gunpowder from his pocket and threw it into the stream nearby.

I have made so many bombs, but I just follow the rules. The power is always just a little bit. If you want to pursue a higher explosion effect, you can only buy new bombs.

Then dismantle and restore him so that w can replicate the explosive.

But in recent days, W has discovered that these bombs have become more and more complex, and there are too many pipes and lines that he cannot understand.

At that time, W just thought that he was going to school too much and didn't have enough time to defuse bombs, so his skills were rusty.

Now that I think about it, it may not be the reason, but that I know too little. In the past, because the structure of the bomb was indeed relatively simple, it was easy for w to know its operating principle, but it is different now.

Through some cursory study these days, W also learned that the operation of these things also follows a very complex set of logic.

And if you want to reach the height of your dreams, you must put in more effort and sweat.

Thinking of the other self in his dream, W smiled.

Then she straightened her clothes and walked towards school.

And in the darkness that he didn't know, a bucket head was silently watching W walk towards school.

He took out the mushroom he had taken out from W before from his cloak, and then took a deep breath with fear.

"Why does this mushroom grow so big? It is obviously the size of a melon seed after eating it. It is said that some magicians in ancient times relied on it to predict certain things, but why does it have no effect if I eat it?"

"Forget it, at least no one was killed this time. I didn't expect this mushroom to be poisonous?"

With a sigh in the darkness, the bucket-headed knight patted the tentacles under his cloak and then his whole body turned into a burst of smoke and disappeared.

The whole person disappeared under the sunset.

......

W walked to a construction site facing the sunset, where a good friend of hers was.

"Brother Mudstone! Still working!"

At this time, a large "burly man" wearing strange clothes turned his head.

"W, you're here. Do you want some weird rocks today?" A buzzing voice came from inside the costume.

In fact, it was an accident that she met W. At that time, she heard about the reconstruction of Kazdaele on the radio and immediately returned to her hometown.

But when she first came here, she still didn't have a job or a place to live. Because she came late, she hadn't been assigned to them yet.

And they could only camp and eat dry food in the nearby camp. They persisted through these days, which could not have been more difficult than this.

But the contrast is terrible, because it is when everyone next to me is eating white bread and drinking hot milk.

Although the team members didn't say anything, Ni Yan, as the captain, saw the desire in his team members' hearts.

But she has no money.

So in order to get some money, she went to sell some handicrafts, that is, some statues made of stone, to see if she could earn something.

At this time, he met W, because W also bought a lot of these statues from her and had to find some strange stones by himself.

Although these stones looked a bit dangerous, she still used her own abilities to construct these things for her team members.

So the deal between the two of them was established.

But now that she has found a job and W has entered school, this transaction has not been carried out for a long time.

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