With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

what to do.

It should be a special ability user, Zhong Yuanzhong can also clearly feel that he is the center, separated from the "world" with a radius of about [-] meters by an invisible barrier.

You can't tell the difference just by looking at it.

The specific function... is it to hold your breath?

The sounds of activities that were clear to his keen hearing disappeared in an instant, but he knew that there was a cold murderous intent hidden under the seemingly peaceful evening scene.

Was killed miserably.

Not being aware of anything is like being firmly locked, with nowhere to hide, and can only passively lose all initiative.

But fortunately... the best news for Chuya Nakahara is probably... Well, their target is not him.

He looked sideways and saw the white-haired man being firmly restrained, but his expression was not flustered, his forehead was pressed against the black gun barrel, as if he would shoot in the next second... Nakahara also gritted his teeth , kicked away the killer who seemed to be jumping out of the ground in front of him, and then snatched his weapon nearby. All of this happened in a flash, and Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the snatched weapon at the white-haired man's direction...

But his attack has not yet hit, and the person who restrained the opponent has already fallen heavily to the ground.

"It seems that I have encountered a little trouble..."

The visitor moved his wrist.

It's Fyodor.

At the same time as he appeared, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that all the mysterious magnetic fields around him also faded away.

"Thank you, Fei Jia." Ye seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and was not surprised at all, "The arrangements for the town have been made."

After a brief discussion with Fyodor... maybe it was just a one-sided arrangement, Ye and Fyodor split into two groups, one was in charge of seduction, and the other hid in the dark.

"Hmm..." Fyodor replied vaguely, "...the guy in charge of the siege outside has also been dealt with...but did I disturb your relationship cultivation?"

He glanced at the weapon that fell to the ground because it missed anyone.

When Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the black-haired boy, he understood that this was a trick played by these two guys. He twisted his wrist. The battle just now inevitably stained him with blood, and his expression was a little displeased. .

Although it's not a cleanliness...but it still made him feel physically uncomfortable, especially the indistinct feeling given by the dried blood on his face.

He looked at the scattered corpses all over the floor, and raised his chin, "Hey, what are you two going to do next?"

"Maybe take a romantic trip."

Ye joked.

Of course travel is definitely not.

Maybe there are still romantic pursuits, the kind with eyes full of red and black.

"...Do you want to go abroad to hide?"

"There is a chance."

Ye thought for a while and answered Nakahara Chuya.

"Tch..." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bother to communicate with them, "By the way, my ID."

Zhong Yuan hadn't figured out the purpose of these two guys keeping him until now.

He also couldn't sense their malice, nor could he read anything from their overly natural and calm expressions.

"...This... is in the town." Ye thought for a while, and said the answer that made Zhongyuan almost vomit blood.

"Go back and get it."

Nakahara just hesitated for a moment before deciding to collect his documents and return to Yokohama.

As for these two guys...it doesn't matter what he does next.

"Then... Mr. Central Plains."

Fyodor looked at him.

His pupils are deep, and it is a scene farther than the last afterglow that is about to be eaten away by the night.

"Want to join us?"

he asks.

Zhongyuan Zhongya said "Ah?", and then refused without hesitation, "I can't go with you people."

Was it to invite him to join?

That's too obtrusive.

"Feja."

Ye solemnly called out the name of the Russian boy.

"what happened?"

Fyodor seemed to be distracted by his words, and quietly looked at him with his head tilted.

"Do you not love me anymore?"

There was not much resentment in his voice.

Fyodor chuckled lightly.

"The road ahead is too long..."

"Stop."

Ye immediately stopped his next tirade.

"You just want a companion who can carry the stone statue of the town fountain with bare hands."

Like some boring TV show...

Zhong Yuanzhong also chose to reduce his sense of existence, and then lower, and then lower.

This is all and what.

"...If you want a member, just ask him to use supernatural powers to brainwash him." Zhong Yuan also pointed at Ye.

The white-haired man looked at him innocently.

"Because it's too simple for me, so I don't bother to set it up." Ye touched his chin, "After I have fully mastered this ability, and even after knowing a certain period of experience of the other party, I can use my language to replace This memory...doesn't it sound very interesting?"

Zhong Yuan only felt that his harmless smile was scary no matter how you looked at it.

He took a step back silently.

Although he has always maintained his vigilance when facing Ye, and deliberately controlled himself not to think about his words, but he can't guarantee that he will not be affected at all.

But...does it really not work on him...

This was a bit unexpected for him.

Although it seems that the three views are not very normal, even a little distorted guy, but he is so upright in some places, no, no, it can't be described as upright...

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt very irritable.

Is it because "companion" has a special meaning to that guy... so he doesn't want to use his ability to control self-deception.

Zhong Yuanzhong has also seen his intimacy and trust in Fyodor.

And the utter trust that is displayed from time to time.

But... He didn't dare to think about what he would be used for if he was really manipulated... It must not be helping to lift the stone statue.

They returned to the town again.

Zhong Yuan's mind was also in a mess, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he followed them in a daze.

And head on.

It's an empty long street.

The unknown white flowers on the side of the road are still in full bloom. Zhongya Zhongya only heard about it later. For them, white is holy and synonymous with cleanliness. These beautiful white flowers are also a kind of blessing.

"Not right..."

What he thought of was what Ye had said, killing him and then making threats.

Do these ordinary people also...

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly ran to the nearest residence.

"Don't worry." It was Ye Ping's voice that stopped him.

"It's just a temporary evacuation."

He said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped.

"……That's good."

He couldn't help but say it.

"Why... are you worried about them?" Ye didn't know when he came to his side and looked down at his side face. The blood stained on it had turned dark red, and the cracks were slightly cracked, like a dark color. Paint is no longer a beautiful red.

"After all, they are innocent people."

Also lived together for so long.

Central Plains Chuya likes the atmosphere here from the bottom of his heart, it is peaceful, calm, and there is no fighting.

Whether it's the beautiful singing in the morning or the poetry read aloud in the evening, they all carry the believers' love for their gods, so they want to show all the good things.

Even the Central Plains without any beliefs can occasionally spy on one or two points.

Although he didn't understand at all how anyone could believe in virtual existence so much.

Until one day Ye told him.

"It's sustenance."

"It's like trying to keep your good side forever in front of the person you love the most, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

"Well, of course, I can't understand some exceptions... After all, I can only do this."

Maybe someone else couldn't understand the white-haired boy's words.

But Zhong Yuanzhong also understood his words.

He knows that the other party is not a human being, and his performance is different from him. His emotions can only be felt, so he is much thinner than him.

No matter how you look at it, it is not a "perfect" existence, even like a semi-finished product.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at all this from his perspective.

There is no doubt that if he is a "successful" artificial human being, then Ye can only be regarded as a semi-mechanical product.

"...You are more human than Fei Jia."

Ye complained.

Why... it sounds weird.

Zhong Yuan didn't know for a moment whether Ye was praising him or scolding him.

He asked, "Then how would you feel if you came back and saw that the people you had been with all day and night were dead?"

Zhong Yuan also looked up at his overly delicate jaw.

The white-haired man met his eyes quietly.

"No feeling."

"...No, if I really want to describe it, it's probably like a few gems I obtained with great effort and found a corner damaged when I went back one day... Although it affects some of the beauty, it's not a serious problem."

After getting along for a long time, there is no language barrier in the communication between them.

Even if it is mixed with the exchange of languages ​​between the two countries, it can be understood.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't see any fluctuations in his eyes.

Like a lake with a green bottom and clear water, he can see the ground at a glance.

It is precisely because those eyes are too clear and crystal clear that they can reflect the silhouettes of many things and be dyed with countless brilliant colors.

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong did not answer either.

"Do you collect gems because you like them?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Nakahara Chuya realized later how he would understand that "like" is one of the most complicated emotions.

"do not know."

It was the expected answer.

"At first, I just wanted to understand why Benia looked at the diamond ring with complex emotions in her eyes... Later, I got used to it as I collected it."

"But my aesthetic tells me that gemstones are beautiful."

He even cracked a smile.

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him with a more complicated expression.

He didn't know how to describe the man in front of him.

No...he is just complicated to the point of simplicity, so it cannot be described.

Fyodor remained silent.

He listened quietly.

Until the moonlight was deep and the mist filled the air, the steps in front of me reflected the bright moonlight.

"I rejected you, will you let me go?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up at them.

"As long as Fei Jia doesn't mind." This was Ye's answer.

Fyodor, who was named, met the eyes of the two people, he... sneezed and rubbed his nose.

After all, there is still a big temperature difference between night and day.

"Um...of course."

The black-haired boy slowly revealed his usual inscrutable smile, his eyes were duller than the night.

"after all……"

Before he finished speaking, he sneezed again.

Then he opened his mouth again... Another sneeze.

Ye: "Have you caught a cold?"

His answer was still a sneeze.