[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

"what are you doing??"

There was a sudden pat on the shoulder, Yin Mumu looked back, Shiba turned back with two cups of hot water, saw the bed board was wide open, and took a look inside.

There is no doubt that Shiba has good eyesight, so he can clearly see the grand occasion at the bottom of the pit at a glance.

Shiba pretended to be calm and greeted Yin Mumu to drink water, and his heart was like a roller coaster flying up and down——

Damn, perverted killer, this is it! ?

Yin Mumu sensed something wrong in his gaze, and immediately explained: "...We are all like this here..."

The Poor Star is one of the most magical areas in the Federation.

It is also under the jurisdiction of the Federation, and the poor star is only one letter away from the civilian star. The environment can be said to be very different!Here, human life is the least valuable thing.

All the poor star people are not included in the federal resident information database, that is to say, the federation does not recognize the poor star as a member of the federation, but it is reluctant to part with the ancient martial arts arena on the poor star that has contributed huge taxes , so the identity of the poor star was stranded at the bottom without embarrassment.

The ultimate reason for all this lies in the genes flowing in the blood of the poor star.

A long time ago, when the land of the Federation was not so clearly planned, the Federation had implemented a national genetic modification program for its few residents.Most of the children who underwent this transformation were children, and a small number of adults were successfully selected to join the test team, but the final results were mixed. All the children who underwent transformation successfully transformed their genes and became more powerful new human beings. , and the adults...

Due to the strong collision between the powerful destructive genetic modification fluid and the original genes in the body, a kind of irreversible and irrepressible viral nerve cells with strong destructive power were produced in their bodies, and these cells would absorb human nutrients and become It is getting stronger and stronger, and finally reaches the level of being able to control consciousness, and at that time, the controlled host will not be afraid of any pain, and will exert a huge destructive power that exceeds [-]% of its own strength.

The family members of those adults got the news somehow, and they all gathered together to overthrow the federal government. However, the federal government saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to stabilize the restless people, so they had to spare the lives of those losers and exile them. On a desolate uninhabited planet, sacrificial medical personnel are dispatched to transform cells every year, and those medical personnel who are sent there never return to their hometown without exception.

This is the origin of the poor star.

The descendants of these adults controlled by manic cells have passed down this miraculous gene from generation to generation, and Yin Mumu has unfortunately become one of them.

This is a very sad thing.The onset of mania is definitely not controlled by medicine. They are not afraid of pain and are as powerful as cattle. Even if seven or eight federal policemen come forward together, they may not be able to subdue a manic patient. It seems that there is no rule to follow, that is to say, as long as the disease is not cured for a day, Yin Mumu will definitely not be able to live freely as in his dream.

Shiba felt panicked when he heard that, the more he looked at Yin Mumu, the more he felt that the Federation was cheating people. It was obvious that all of this was caused by the Federation government, but now they are not responsible for anything, what is going on...

"You..." Shiba didn't speak, but Yin Mumu stared at Shiba and said slowly, "When I was sick, no one could make me faint. How did you do it?"

Shiba raised his hand to look at Ka's own palm, and then tapped him on the back of his neck in a demonstrative way. Yin Mumu shrank back a bit, as if his memory still retained the pain in a coma, he grabbed Shibaci The white palm moved closer to his eyes, and within two seconds, he hurriedly let go——

"Sorry……"

Shiba raised his eyebrows suspiciously, feeling that Yin Mumu's complexion seemed a little darker in the dark, especially his face.

The two were silent for a while, Yin Mumu said again: "You... you are very powerful. I have been in the ancient martial arts arena for so long, and you are the first person who can knock me out... You seem to be able to fly...?"

Yin Mumu thought of where to say it, and as soon as the words came out, he realized something was wrong: "Yes...you can fly? I remember you can fly?!"

Oh no!

Eighteen's spine immediately stiffened vigilantly. His recognized strength in the federation was only around level two, but in that fight in the arena, he used lightness kung fu that the federation had never seen before. The audience who forget it after passing it on don't need to pay attention to it, but Yin Mumu is a classmate he will get along with day and night in the future.

No!

Shiba glanced at Yin Mumu from the corner of his eye, seeing him carefully sizing up his appearance, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up and grabbed Yin Mumu's ear and pulled towards him.

Yin Mumu flinched, and raised his eyes to observe Shiba's face.He seemed to have the instinct of animals to seek good fortune and avoid evil. After feeling Shiba's unusually dangerous aura, he finally gave up struggling and obediently crawled to Shiba's side.

Satisfied with his understanding of current affairs, Shiba touched his furry head, nodded in appreciation, and criticized at the same time: "You are already so seriously ill, and you still go to that kind of place, don't you want to die? You I was very sick at that time, I must have misread something, now the point is not here, let me ask you, are you alone at home?"

Yin Mumu pursed his lips and nodded, Shiba was silent for a while, guessing something in his heart.

Because of mania, he couldn't choose a more convenient college dormitory, and because of his discriminated household registration, he had to keep a low profile and be careful all the time. This Yin Mumu was really hard-pressed.

But...he was quite obedient.

From the corner of the eighteenth century, I saw the messy and dark environment of this room in my eyes, and finally hugged my shoulders, a little amount rose in my heart...Father's love?

"Okay, pack your things and come with me."

Yin Mumu was stunned for a while before realizing: "What?"

Eighteen knocked on the bed board: "Sleeping with so many things on your pillow every day, aren't you afraid?"

Yin Mumu shook his head honestly, his eyes were very sincere.

Alas, the child is not cured.

Shiba sighed inwardly, but it's a pity that he is a good player in martial arts.

Now in this different world, Shiba can be regarded as the only disciple in the sect. In this case, nature can no longer wait for the elders to recruit disciples if they want to carry forward the unique knowledge in the sect. They can only rely on their own eyes to discover A good seed with a peaceful mind and suitable for martial arts.

This Yin Mumu was born with infinite strength, and his genes were different from ordinary federal people. Although his internal strength was not outstanding, the fight between him and Shiba relied almost entirely on his strength.It can be said that in terms of strength, Shiba can't match him even if he shoots Maxima.Although there is a little jealousy in my heart, Shiba is not the kind of small belly who doesn't distinguish between public and private.Yin Mumu's root bones are really good for cultivating the "Shaoyang Zhenjing", the unique school in the school.

It was a skill that even the eighteenth had to covet. It was engraved on several huge five-finger peaks that shot straight into the sky on the way to the gate of the sect.

To be honest, before practicing the Qingxin Jue, Shiba had thought about practicing the "Shaoyang Scripture" countless times, but it was a pity that it was too difficult to make up for the innate deficiency with acquired diligence. It's the kind of laziness that is easy to suffer, even if you have memorized the "Shaoyang Scripture" by heart, you still can't bear to force yourself to do the three-day-three-night beginner's horse stance...

But if Yin Mumu was replaced...

Eighteen glanced at Yin Mumu, who was still confused. The child obviously didn't realize the painful life he was about to have...

Good student, you must not let down the painstaking efforts of being a teacher...

Shiba sighed pretentiously in his heart, and explained: "It takes me 10 minutes to get to you from Minminxing, so if you take another bus, it won't take an hour? Let's go, my grandpa." A small teahouse has been opened during this time, and it is recruiting people, you might as well live with me, anyway, I hurt you, and I will be responsible until your mental power fully heals."

Yin Mumu blinked blankly, his brain turned slowly, it seems that it is indeed a good suggestion to hear what Shiba said, but... what is wrong?

Ah!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, just as Yin Mumu was about to speak, he was immediately interrupted by a deafening knock on the door——

"Open the door! Yin! I know you're inside!! Open the door!"

The voice at the door was a male voice, Shiba was taken aback, it was quite uncomfortable to have such an episode suddenly appearing in the silent space, and the people outside the door sounded like they knew Yin Mumu, Shibayi He raised his eyebrows, poured himself a cup of hot water, squinted at Yin Mumu——

what happened?

Yin Mumu tilted his head and thought about it for a while, then he hesitated and said, "It's probably the one I threw down just now...or it could be last week...the day before yesterday? I don't remember..."

Shiba took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and suddenly felt that the place he was in was filled with the smell of rotting corpses...

The sound of slamming the door became louder and louder, and Shiba could almost imagine that the narrow alley at the door was full of scenes, and it would be no wonder that the broken door of Yin Mumu's house could resist it.

Seeing that the door lock was getting looser and looser, Yin Mumu seemed to have a tendency to rush out, Shiba had no choice but to drink the last sip of tea in one breath, and then held Yin Mumu——

"Do you have a knife?"