In Zero's impression, the only two groups that were 'banned' because of their popularity were him and Geed.
It was not suitable to appear in public, and it was hoped that it would be best to stay in the central Tereson where the AI three goddesses were controlled by the news - and indoors, not in other public areas where many students and staff were.
So Zero thought for a while and took his new little brother (Justis) to the training ground.
A very energetic little girl also appeared in the middle. After showing an unexpected strength, she also wanted to join in her training on Justice.
It doesn't matter, it's just training casually anyway.
As long as he doesn't worship his master and doesn't use half a bucket of water to promote his own name, he, Zero, won't resist, and the other party is surprisingly quite challenging——
——Combat and communicate in the wind and rain. This kind of training condition would be seriously questioned by other people, but she joined without any doubts. Sero admired him more than Jace. Tis.
Yes, Zero felt that this boy Justis was really not very good. Although he had more fighting spirit than the original one, his thoughts were a bit too ordinary.
If nothing else, he would actually question his perfect training plan!
What's wrong with practicing fighting and socializing in a human manner in a bad storm?
It was already the second day, and this kid still felt that the effect of this was not very effective. It really made him want to find a jeep to catch him running.
Unfortunately, Trayson doesn’t have a Jeep.
But there is a super large roller recommended by the chairman!
Well-known throughout the school: Mud Maintenance Mecha No. 3!
It's said to be a mecha, but it doesn't have a transformation function, it just has a strong enough sense of oppression.
Especially when it is started, the terrible performance of protecting the dirt track in an instant is very powerful when it is used to drive and chase people.
Sero only had a brief experience and was already full of praise for Chairman Akikawa's taste.
The super agent on the other side of the experience position was already livid.
There is no other way, I have to run in a human body to survive if I don't turn into a fighter jet...
His feelings were no better than those of the man who was chased by a jeep.
Looking at the instigator, his eyes already looked like he was looking at an evil ghost.
But when it comes to taking revenge...
Not to mention the incomparable strength difference between Gullit and Ultraman, he is not even Grid.
It's just a fighter, but usually you need to meet a Gurlitt or other colleagues before the combination can show enough strength to deal with vicious and dangerous events.
So sure enough, I still don’t have the guts.
Even in a duel in human form, there is no advantage at all - Zero is an Ultra warrior who can use this impressive appearance to perform cosmic punches.
It's the real cosmic boxing, not that guy like Zeta who talks about boxing but always throws his yo-yo.
"Doesn't that prove that you really have a lot to learn from him?"
The boy holding a paper cup in his little hand and sipping said quietly: "Whether it's combat experience or his quick and warm communication style with classmate Shiguang Feiju and Chairman Akikawa."
"As long as you learn one of these, you won't always be hung on a tree."
"Hung on a tree?" The man in the black suit with a lot of mud stains was a little surprised.
"It means to be imprisoned."
The boy added, realizing that the other person didn't understand this 'black language'.
"But why do I, a fighter, need to learn boxing?!" Justice retorted.
"I can't even fan someone with my wings!"
"Is it possible that what I asked you to learn was combat experience rather than combat skills?" Little Omo sighed.
Moreover, there are also good benchmarks for super agents in human combat, such as the holy sword next to Hibiki Yuta.
"Experience is not skill?"
"Skills are included in experience, but they cannot represent experience itself."
He had never thought about provoking such a common sense deviation with a super agent who was theoretically much older than him. The boy cross-legged on the hospital bed sighed and immediately looked at the people not far away.
Sero, Riku, Miss Orihime, Miss Rudolf, and the doctor were all there, and the unreal and faint conversation made him couldn't help but press his ear.
It doesn't help much, I still can't hear clearly.
There are only some fragmented pronunciations, such as words like situation, improvement, doubt.
Even the hearing of a child's body has been significantly weakened, and it can only be restored after enough energy is replenished.
But even if you don't hear it clearly, you can definitely guess that it is related to your current situation.
He already said that he had a nightmare that seemed to be very immersive. Other than that, he had no other problems, but...
No one seems to believe it.
The only guy who could prove it to himself ran away after teasing him.
He had to go through a series of blood draws, irradiations, and scans before he could get together and chat with the unfortunate guy in front of him who had the same disease.
Why do we say we have sympathy for each other?
It was because when Justis and Zero appeared together, he had already noticed the change in the distance between the two.
Compared to Zero, who was doing things as usual, this super agent seemed to be deliberately trying to distance himself from the former, and the reason that drove him to do so was not like anger.
It wasn't like he was disgusted, there was no disgust in his brows, but there was a bit of fear.
Has the shadow emerged from just the second day of training?
Justis was not a person who could hide his thoughts very well. Even Cero could tell that he was not in good condition and let him come over to greet him while he stayed far away.
This silent kindness was very obvious in the eyes of Omo, but in the eyes of this super agent whose interpersonal skills fluctuated according to the changes of the target...it obviously needed additional tips.
It's just that the training is a bit harsh, and it's not really about harming others. Your attitude of being so afraid of the other person is more hurtful, right?
...But I may not be qualified to say this.
After Ling disappeared, Omo, who couldn't remember exactly what he was dreaming about, had time to think about his not-so-fluent little mind again.
It's not that he insists on retrieving the content of the dream. After all, although he can't remember the dream, the numb, depressed and sad feelings still remain. Even the brief exchange with Ling still lingers in his mind, and the sentence "Relationship with reality" The nightmares were a warning worth heeding, which particularly concerned him.
But it was like a page of wordless heavenly book, making him care about it but unable to talk about it.
If you can’t even remember the specific content, how can you pay attention?
Are you careful not to be plotted by those around you?
His general impression of that dream was that the people around him were plotting against him.
It's not even just one or two, it sounds like some kind of murder on the express train, very subversive.
To be honest, after such a long time and having met so many friends, colleagues, and partners, he suddenly had to be suspicious and wary of them as potential enemies, which made him somewhat at a loss.
Especially since his mental state at the moment is still relatively...well...active, chemically speaking.
To put it bluntly, the upper limit of endurance is not very high. You may be startled and then be pointed at: Hey, you kid.jpg
It can be regarded as a kind of karma.
Little Omo was not sure yet whether he should do that or not, but he still remembered the screams he made when he woke up.
At that time, Miss Rudolph... also looked a little sad.
Better go apologize, he thought to himself.
(End of chapter)
