Chapter 312

I am bald, my head is bald.

I don't know if I became stronger, but I definitely became bald.

From now on, I am a bald cosplayer - no, maybe I am already the best cosplayer...

Ah, my lost hair, that is my regretless youth.

There's no regret at all, this is an overreaction, hey!

The power of alcohol is so great——

Chuuya, Chuuya, you are not wearing a wig, are you?

Should I have pulled Chuuya's braid to confirm the authenticity of his hair?

It was shocking.

Even baldness has a process, right? It takes time for the hairline to move upward, right?

Is this all for one night?

Others' hair turns white overnight, or their black hair turns white overnight, but what about me?

From lush hair to bald head overnight?

I shut down the pop-up screen in my head and calmed myself down.

In short, find the reason first.

Recall what I did yesterday——

I rushed out, but when I reached the door I stepped back.

Let’s gather all the hair first and see if we have the technology to make it into a wig. Otherwise, this bald head will be too eye-catching.

I put the long, smooth blue hair away - and sure enough, it was of higher quality than any fake hair I've ever worn.

There was yesterday's wine still on the coffee table in the living room. Could it be some kind of herbicide? I picked up the decanter, opened it and smelled it. It still smelled like wine.

And in my current situation, even herbicides won't work for me. By the way, will watering plants with alcohol cause them to wilt?

I don’t understand, but after I came to this world, I am no longer a weed.

So, why?

My body is a very special body. Before my consciousness collapses, my body will not change. Before I am trapped by the world consciousness——

Wait, world consciousness.

I'm not being screwed again, am I?

But this time I was very clear-headed. I knew that I had traveled through time and space, and I remembered my gay friend and had not forgotten the purpose of my visit.

Both purposes were clear, so I quickly found a few B cells to check.

No problem, the information is symmetrical.

But since it involves world consciousness, I dare not be careless and immediately raised my vigilance. It's just light, does it mean there are other hidden problems?

I closed my eyes and felt my body - eh?

I discovered a major problem.

The Colorless King's water seems to have increased, and it has increased quite obviously.

At this moment, it seemed as if my crown chakra was opened up all of a sudden, and I suddenly understood something.

Does this confirm my previous status as an “outsider”?

But normally in this situation, shouldn’t my hair lose its strength? How come my hair is gone right away?

The words I complained about last night when I was angry came to my mind - "Other things are fine, but can you please recognize that I am an outsider? My hair is the ability of an outsider!"

So, am I asking for trouble?

My first reaction was that there shouldn't be any monitoring or surveillance equipment in this room, otherwise how could a casual remark of mine become reality?

But then, I thought this must be a coincidence, because the world's consciousness cannot be changed by a casual remark from me.

Maybe something happened in the world below last night?

Because of something - something I can't figure out yet, the impression that my ability belongs to an outsider has deepened, and as for my body, along with my wish last night, the power of this outsider has merged with the ability of the Colorless King, and then been locked deep in my body, and will not easily surface.

I don't want to admit that this has anything to do with what I said last night. If ability = hair, then won't I be completely hairless from now on?

Just be bald for life?

No, world consciousness, stop it.

Give me a chance to reorganize my language. This time I said whether the color and length of hair are good or not. Give me a chance to grow long hair!

I tried to use the power in my body, and found that if the power emerged to allow me to grow hair, the ability of the fox-masked man that merged with it would also emerge, which means that the Sword of Damocles would appear.

No one is going to ask me how I could have come to this conclusion when I haven't even experienced the appearance of the Sword of Damocles.

Obviously, I tried it, didn't I?

The moment my hair grew out, the Colorless King's sword appeared next to the airship.

It was gone, and I quickly put it away.

Isn't this equivalent to self-destruction? The people below probably didn't notice it. It only took more than ten seconds. I quickly found it and put it away.

As my strength disappeared, I became bald again.

Forget it, I am the contemporary Saitama, understand?

Find another opportunity to do your hair again, the Novice Village mission has been suddenly updated.

Just at this moment, the communication came.

Or is it the same information address as yesterday, is it more like water flow again?

What do you do so early in the morning?

I looked around and pulled off a windbreaker from Xiaobai's body lying on the sofa and put it on my head.

Yes, it's insane, but isn't being bald even more unacceptable?

I clicked it to connect, but the projection that suddenly appeared on the screen was not a stream of water, but five small lines.

"What's wrong with you?!" He accused me right away, and then he saw my image, "What kind of look is this?"

"It's just a fashion statement," I said.

"No, the key point is, what on earth are you doing?" He shook his head and said again.

I slowly typed a question mark.

"It's the Sword of Damocles. You suddenly released the Sword of Damocles when you were flying over Fei Shiyuan. Are you afraid that others don't know that the person on the airship is not the Silver King?" Damn, are you too well-informed? It hasn't even been a minute yet?

So you guys have been keeping an eye on this place.

I sighed and was about to explain when I saw the projection of Xiao Gojo pointing at me with an incredible look on his face, "You, you're drinking so early in the morning!"

alcoholism?

Where is the wine I can drink on this airship?

As I was thinking this, I noticed the decanter in my hand - I forgot to put it down.

"So you were drunk? You were drunk at such an important time?!"

Misunderstanding, all misunderstanding.

I quickly shook my head, "I didn't drink, it was just an accident."

But Xiao Wu Tiao had a look on his face that said "keep making up stories" and "adults are all idiots after all."

I covered my face and said, forget it, I won't explain anymore. The more I explain, the worse it gets. "How are you guys doing now?"

"It's all because of you. Izanasha's current status definitely cannot be compared to the Colorless King," Xiao Gojo puffed his cheeks. "The good news is that his Wiseman value is very obvious. If we weren't a clan, everyone would think he would be the eighth king in the future."

Speaking of which, why are there eight kings?

I really cared, so I asked.

"Ah? Of course it's a lie. If they didn't exaggerate the threat of the Colorless King, how could they keep you on board?" Xiao Gojo said as a matter of course, "The Colorless King, that shrunken turtle, was frightened and didn't want to leave the airship at all. Liu had no choice but to send you on board."

I shouldn't even think about the truth of this.

I was so stupid.

"In short, in order to prevent accidents, the plan has been urgently advanced so that they can't react. Anyway, we are fully prepared and we are perfect," he shook the weapon in his hand and stood behind him. "Ryu and his men have already set up their positions at Fei Shiyuan. I will deal with the miscellaneous soldiers outside, and the tasks of others will not change."

Directly two days ahead of schedule.

I'm not really a troublemaker, so why is it because of me?

"Can the Silver King guarantee it?" I asked.

"Don't worry, Kushina Anna has been hidden in the Heijiyuan. Yukari left a clue to Yatogami Goro, and he should have found out soon. Suho-sama and Munakata Reiji must come. When the seven kings gather, the resonance between the Swords of Damocles will force the Silver King's Westman value to rise."

The increase in the Wisman value means the appearance of the Sword of Damocles; the appearance of the Sword of Damocles means the restoration of the power of the king.

It is also the recovery of Xiaobai's memory.

Wait, what did you just say?

"Seven swords," I repeated.

"Right, so Ryu asked Kotosaka to pass on instructions to me, and you had to be present," he said as a matter of course.

I, I am completely Spartan, what the hell are you talking about.

"How do you plan to get me down?" I widened my eyes.

Xiao Wu Tiao narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Of course it was just a direct crash."

……?

Listen, is this human language?

"Such a large airship crashes directly into it? Crashes into Fei Shiyuan?" Isn't this a weakened version of the Falling Sword of Damocles?

Come on, this is a weapon of mass destruction.

You want me to commit suicide?

Although I probably won't die.

But I won't do anything to kill people.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine." Xiao Gojo gave me a thumbs up confidently.

To be honest, I'm really not worried about you at all.

"Besides, do you really think there are ordinary people near Fei Shiyuan?" Xiao Wu Tiao turned his head to look in an unknown direction. A loud noise came and he hurriedly said, "The 'guest' is here. I have to go. You must not be late, otherwise you won't be able to catch the end of the game!"

"Wait——" Before I could finish my sentence, the other end hung up.

Really talking to yourself.

I nodded in agreement. Since the plan had been advanced to this stage, there must be preparations below. Unless the stone slabs are guarded by the courtyard, the surrounding area should indeed be cleared.

But——but, let me just crash into it.

When I came up, I just sighed that this airship was more impressive than the one of old man Suzuki. I didn’t really want it to surpass old man Suzuki’s airship in terms of being a shipwreck in the sky.

As a person with acrophobia, can I really accept this reality calmly?

I could feel myself starting to get nervous.

And I haven't even finished getting my wig done yet.

Or - drag it a little?

Just then, the call suddenly started without me answering it.

I subconsciously grabbed the windbreaker covering my head tighter and looked over. This time it was not a three-dimensional projection, but the voice was undoubtedly coming from Uncle Hui.

"Sukuna is too aggressive, be prepared for the impact, my sanctuary will catch you from below--" There was a lot of noise from his end, and the sound of metal contact--listening carefully, I even seemed to hear Misaki swearing, the fight really started.

"I have already set up the program, don't worry about it, we will wait for you downstairs."

After saying this, there was a sharp "hissing" sound from the other side, and it seemed that the equipment was damaged.

I was thinking about what he meant by "procedure" when suddenly I felt the whole airship shake violently. I lost my balance and my bare head hit the corner of the tea table hard. The corner of the tea table broke. I was like a Tanjiro, a steel-headed kid.

But before I could feel proud for just two seconds, I felt a sharp sense of weightlessness and saw mist outside the window - no, it wasn't mist, I was actually passing through the clouds!

Wow——groove——

Smash it vertically, I'm going to blanch your grandpa, compare! Water! Flow!