Chapter 296

I passed out.

At this stage I was actually able to pass out.

Although it looked like I was knocked unconscious after being hit hard by Xiao Wu Tiao, I must state that I was only knocked to the ground, leaving the shape of my head in the mud, but I actually didn't feel anything, nor was I unconscious at all.

I just lay there face down without moving - my face was in the dirt, and I actually didn't think I had any problem breathing.

Then I heard Gojo's doubtful and alert voice, "...did he pass out now?"

As he said this, he poked my waist with the long stick, but I didn't move.

But I wasn't really unable to move, so I thought it would be good if I really passed out. How could a person feel dead and heavy soon after losing consciousness? He had to drag me back.

Also, if I were to fly again later, wouldn't I not be scared if I could lose consciousness?

Is there any way I can pass out?

Maybe my desire was too strong, I heard my body sigh.

Uh...it should be the grumpy red blood cell in the body. I recently discovered that he is the leader of the blood cells in the body. This confuses me. Shouldn't the one with strong fighting ability be the leader?

My big sister macrophage actually listens to my grumpy brother. Is it because she is too Buddhist?

"Do you really want to faint that much?"

I nodded madly in my mind.

As long as you make me lose consciousness now, I don’t care where you go on a date next time. Anyway, I’m special, so even if you really go on a date against the current, it’s fine with me.

I'm sure I won't complain or do anything or disturb your date... probably.

After a pause of about a second, I realized: That's not right, I am the owner of this body and I should be the boss!

You mean you have a solution?

I don't care, just do my job!

So ignoring Brother Red's series of coded "beep beep" words, in the end, it was the red blood cells that led the cells in my body that physiologically put me into a coma.

Just physically.

Although I was unconscious when any professional equipment was used to check me, my consciousness was very clear. Even with my eyes closed, I could still feel the wind blowing past me.

And that feeling of weightlessness.

Is this the legendary sleep paralysis? I want to give it a bad review!

I was arguing with my red blood cell brother in my heart. What kind of coma is this? I am about to lose consciousness, brother!

You still make me realize that I am being carried around!

Drunk, really drunk.

This experience made me realize that it is better to rely on oneself than on others. Relying on oneself is useless. You can't rely on yourself at all.

But fortunately, the physical coma allowed me to restrain my instinctive reaction. At least I didn't rush up and cause the incident of "Teacher Luo Xiang staring at you" again.

The good news is that I was not thrown on the ground, but on a soft cushion, or maybe a sofa or something.

Should I open my eyes now, is it time?

I feel the pairs of cells and blood cells in my body. Since my body can actively create the physical characteristics of a coma, in principle, it can do anything, right?

Faking death is entirely possible, and so is controlling the heartbeat.

...Did I really come to the right set?

Shocked me for a full second.

Maybe I was concentrating too much and was staring at the grumpy brother's red blood cells in my body. He tried to kiss me several times but was interrupted by me. When I was struggling, he just kicked my consciousness out.

Then I opened my eyes.

The Green Team is even more like a home than I imagined. How can this be called a base camp?

Really, this configuration - father's Uncle Hui, intellectual eldest brother Sister Zi, genius second brother Bishuiliu, and finally the willful younger brother Xiaowujo, is simply perfect.

Maybe Sister Zi can also take on the role of mother, or let Uncle Hui be both father and mother?

Although Sister Zi is not here now, maybe she went out?

"You woke up very quickly." Uncle Hui was wearing an apron and was beating an egg into the pan. There was a sizzling sound when the egg liquid and hot oil came into contact. Could it be that he was not a drunkard?

"So fast? I obviously used heavy force!" Xiao Wujiao had already taken off his jacket and windbreaker. After he was only wearing the inner clothes, the red marks were really more obvious. Hey!

I can't bear to watch it.

If this child goes out, people won't think he's committing domestic violence, right?

Who dares to touch such a fierce kid?

"Or maybe, he wasn't fooled at all?" Bishuiliu was sitting on a wheelchair that looked quite special. He was wearing a straitjacket-like outfit. The most flexible part of his body was probably his mouth.

I remember that his body was completely maintained by supernatural powers, so once he lost his status as a king, he would die immediately.

Green King, Change—Death to the Changers?

It doesn't feel like a good omen.

Create a world where everyone can fight against their fate - but fighting against fate itself has little to do with the power of the king. Those who want to resist will resist no matter what. People like me who just want to lie down will be doomed to lie down no matter how powerful they are.

In anime, it seems that "creating a certain kind of world" has become a rigid standard.

I looked up at the dark green hair of the water flow - completely different from my bright fluorescent green. He was hanging on for life, but he was still able to rush towards his ideal. Thinking carefully, he and the lord are still the same kind of people.

If this goes on, my compassion will sooner or later be shaken.

But I don’t have any nanny abilities now. Tell me, if I put Angry Red into someone else’s body, can he lead that person’s body cells?

Suddenly I had a strange and bold idea.

Just as I was lost in my own thoughts, Xiao Wu Tiao leaned on the sofa back and turned over, stepping on the sofa mat with his shoes on. It was obvious that this naughty kid was not here to wash the sofa cover. "No, I checked carefully. If I hadn't pulled him out of the mud, he would have suffocated to death in there."

Speaking of mud, I took off my glasses and cleaned some mud stuck on my nose pad. Because I was very close to Xiao Wu Tiao, I could still roughly see his appearance even without taking off my glasses.

"Hey - it was you, little brother, who took the initiative to pull me out and bring me back. I don't feel any pain at all, and I'm surprisingly gentle - so you said you didn't like me but you still brought me back, not wanting me to suffocate to death, so you checked my physical signs. You still like me, right? You still like me, right?"

Xiao Wu Tiao was irritated by me before, and he could not stand to hear words like "like" and "crush" all of a sudden. Before I could even exert any strength, he immediately grabbed my front and said, "If you say something like that again, I'll break your legs!"

"I don't believe it. Look, you've got me back. Is this the legendary forced love? You're still so young, but you're having a lot of fun."

"What the hell are you talking about in front of Nagato! Why in the prophecy would someone like you be able to reverse the future and change life and death? Are you sure this isn't wrong?" Kogojo was really losing his temper.

Reverse the future and change life and death.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with using this word to describe myself, as I did similar things in the previous worlds.

Therefore, if the prophet can really predict across dimensions, that would be troublesome.

Doesn’t this mean an upgrade of the second dimension, or a reduction of the third dimension?

It's already troublesome enough to have someone like me running around in the sieve like crazy.

If this continues, it's not the anime world that will become the sieve, it's my own world that will become the sieve.

I pouted, "It turns out that little brother also has a girlish heart. Tarot cards and horoscopes are indeed things that people of this age would like. Don't trust things on the Internet."

Xiao Wu Tiao can't stand people calling him a child, let alone me saying he has a girly heart.

"You ignorant bumpkin!" He pressed his finger hard against my cheek, "That's the king—"

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was suddenly clamped down and Uncle Hui pulled him off me.

Just like a parent who has just pulled a naughty child down, "I'm sorry, the child is ignorant." Although he said this, I couldn't see his apology at all. I put on my glasses and could clearly feel the warning look from Uncle Hui, which was unexpectedly sharp. "So, please don't bully him."

The threat is so obvious. Yes, my methods are not very clever, but Xiao Gojo is too naive.

But it’s enough, “King——” Isn’t this what the king means?

That was Miwa Ichigo, who mentioned me in a prophecy that was given to Bishuiliu for unknown reasons.

"That being said, Sukuna definitely can't hide what you said." He looked much calmer than Shuiliu.

But what he said is very interesting. You knew you couldn't hide it but still let Xiao Wu Tiao come. Did you do it on purpose?

Are you putting this here for me?

"Huh?" Xiao Gojo was stunned for a moment. He was just naive but not stupid. He quickly reviewed the conversation between me and him, discarded the words that made him angry, and looked at me with wide eyes. "Did you do this on purpose?!"

It seems that even if Bi Shuiliu was intentional, Xiao Gojo was sincere.

If Uncle Hui hadn't been holding Xiao Wu Tiao in one hand, he would have rushed up and torn me apart.

Just then, the door lock rang and someone came in.

The last person who could come here to see Bi Shuiliu could only be him - Big Brother Zijie!

He had a long sword on his back, and was wearing a black T-shirt with a large collar that stuck to his body. He had black leather gloves on his hands. His slightly long purple hair was very fluffy, and his temples were a little messy, probably because he had just fought.

As he walked, he took off his gloves and threw them casually on the table.

The sofa was in a mess. Sister Zi walked straight to the position in front of me, leaned against the kitchen counter, half bent her waist, put her hands on the counter, took a dark-colored cherry, or maybe a cherry, from the freshly washed fruit basket and put it in her mouth.

He is so charming. Note that he is not only beautiful, but also charming!

I might have been deceived or something, I suddenly became extremely confident——

"Hi, wife!"