Chapter 11. A Dream of a Yellow Millet, Devil Destroys the World



"yes!"

Zhang Sirui (gritting his teeth) [In order to gain strength, I endure! ]

"The memory fusion has begun. There may be unexpected events during the process. If you feel uncomfortable, it is purely intentional by the system. Of course, you have the right to remain silent!"

Zhang Sirui【(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻】

Accompanied by a burst of electronic synthesized sound, as if according to the law of causality, Zhang Sirui's consciousness began to blur, first his limbs, then his torso, and finally even his consciousness began to disappear.

For a human being, the thought of consciousness leaving the body is an unimaginable fear in itself. After successfully experiencing this feeling, he had a clearer understanding of this fear.

Fortunately, this state came and went quickly. With the appearance of a burst of light, consciousness seemed to return to the body again.

That sense of reality is like the joy of stepping on the earth again after a long flight, which makes people burst into tears.

So, under the influence of this atmosphere, Zhang Sirui uttered his first note to welcome the new world.

"Wow~"

[Ah, what's going on? I was just creating an atmosphere and saying it casually. I didn't mean to really cry!]

…Although there were some minor setbacks at the beginning, Zhang Sirui, who had a lot of experience in time travel, quickly calmed down. After all, these were all embarrassing things that happened to the trumpet, and it couldn't be blamed on the main character. It was all the system's fault! (Serious face)

It may be the difference between the worlds, or the system may have pressed the fast-forward button. The speed of time in the world in the trumpet's memory is much faster than the speed of time in the world where the main body is located.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and the little kid who was originally just lying on white bread drinking milk is now able to run around happily.

Especially after learning that he had a younger brother named Tanjuro Kamado, Zhang Sirui couldn't help but admire his adoptive father in this life - Tanjuro Kamado.

[Good fellow, you are really good at giving birth. Ah, it turns out that you are the living secret of Sun Breathing and Walking! ]

Although the small account itself does not know about the system, for a social animal who has to keep the battery of his mobile phone above 90% before traveling through time and who lacks a sense of security, nothing is more important than staying alive.

Especially in such an extraordinary world, without the support of the main storyline, if he does not master the corresponding extraordinary powers, he may be forgotten by the author in the next moment and receive a reward worth a box lunch.

(According to the setting of this book, the trumpet projected into other worlds will automatically strip off the memories of previous travels to other worlds. In other words, in the memory of the trumpet, each travel is based on the strange world. In order to avoid the suspicion of watering down the word count, the names of the other worlds are all replaced by the trumpet.) Because he was unsure of his own qualifications, in line with the principle of the early bird catches the worm, the trumpet, which was less than three years old, had already imitated his father's posture to dance the Fire God Dance, hoping to comprehend the Breathing of the Sun through dance like the future head pillar.

If you can bring back memories, have an epiphany, and directly comprehend the world, then you will make a lot of money.

As for the swordsmanship, this is the only thing that Xiaohao has never dared to hope for, after all, his cheap dad doesn't know it either!

However, ideals are full, but reality is always skinny. After years of dancing, Xiaohao once again proved this truth with his actions.

Due to frequent dancing, apart from his excellent coordination, the only thing Xiaohao can show off is his appetite.

Although he still hasn't been able to comprehend the perfect Sun Breathing Technique, he is at the point where he is almost there, and all he needs to do to succeed is break through that layer of window paper.

Specifically, Xiaohao, who was only six years old, already had the physical strength to pick up his mother's rolling pin and make the rapeseed flowers within a ten-mile radius witness their despair.

In terms of physical development, Xiaohao has already far surpassed his peers and is only one step away from being an adult. This is why he has a significant appetite, which makes Tanjuro Kamado helpless.

Spring goes and autumn comes, this phrase is really too old-fashioned. If we use the words that Xiaohao is good at expressing, three years after three years, finally, on the way to the market, Xiaohao met a person who could change his life.

Another Spring Festival is here. While waiting for Tanjuro Kamado to buy oranges, an old man with a cane stands in front of the trumpet.

Because the memory of following the anime is too old, and the two-dimensional characters have been turned into three-dimensional ones, the small account was unable to recognize the identity for a while.

Perhaps because of the murderous aura (chunibunaga) of Xiaohao who dared to kill Rapeseed Flower, the old man did not have much communication with Xiaohao. Instead, he started chatting with Tanjuro Kamado who had arrived. From then on, he had a master.

It was also in that year that Xiaohao was 9 years old, and there were still 9 years before the plot began.

Indeed, the experience from traveling through time to becoming an apprentice was a bit tortuous, but after that, Xiaohao was finally able to receive systematic training, and after learning the old man's unique skills, Xiaohao finally remembered the old man's identity.


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