"Dreaming about figures? Cracks?"
At Liangshan Bo, when Xing Yekong arrived, it was almost time for dinner, so everyone gathered together to listen to Xing Yekong's story about his dream.
Misakiji Temple Qiuyu and Ma Jianxing were thoughtful, and they immediately thought of Hoshino Sora's body.
Kenichi Shirahama burst out laughing, "Akora, this is what you think about every day and dream about every night. You have seen too many Dragon Balls. Sometimes Shizuka is like you, dreaming of flying into the sky. Fly freely, right, Shizuka?”
Shirahama Shizuka nodded repeatedly and said regretfully: "Yes, yes, I dreamed that I learned Wu Kong Jutsu, but when I woke up, I couldn't use it anymore."
"Hahahaha~" Shirahama Kenichi smiled and touched her head.
"No, cousin, you know, I never dream when I'm asleep. I always dream when I'm awake, such as when I'm in class..." Hoshino Sora said seriously. , "This time, I really dreamed it after I fell asleep. This dream was very erratic. When I dreamed it, I realized that it was a dream!"
"Akong, you have been practicing the art of expressing love and repaying love, right?" Misakiji Temple Qiuyu suddenly asked.
"Well, I just practice when I have nothing to do." Hoshino Sora said.
Misakiji Akiyu nodded, with a clear look on his face, "That's true. As Kenichi said, you think about something every day and dream about it at night. The figure you dream about is yourself, and the cracks are what you have on your body. If the hidden wounds and cracks are healing, it means that the technique is working, and your hidden wounds are being repaired bit by bit, so you must continue to work hard in the future."
"Uh...is this the dream? No, I really have those dense hidden wounds on my body?" Hoshino Sora couldn't calm down when he thought of the figure in the dream that seemed to be broken by just blowing on it.
He groped all over his body and muttered: "I feel like I'm in great shape. I can dismantle a few tanks with my bare hands."
"Actually, you can understand it as a source of shortfall, just like a person who lives a very free and generous life on the surface, but in fact his funds are entirely supported by overdraft credit cards and loan sharks. Without high wages, this person will sooner or later You have to overturn." Ma Jianxing gave an easy-to-understand example, "So, you understand."
"Uh...then why am I overdrafting?" Hoshino Sora understood, but felt confused.
Everyone was silent for a moment, then Shirahama Kanichi stood up and said to Shizuka: "Shizuka, let's go, let's help mom serve the food."
"Okay." Shirahama Shizuka obediently went to the kitchen with him.
At this time, Ma Jianxing said faintly: "Akong, you have grown up, and it's time to tell you that what you are overdrafting is actually your vitality!"
"What?" Hoshino Sora was confused, and then he became even more confused after hearing Uncle Misakiji's explanation of his breathing method.
"Can't cell division be unlimited? Why is there a limit? This must be an unqualified cell!"
Misakoshiji Akisame said: "You are in high school and have studied biology. Think about it again, can cells divide infinitely? Is that what the book says?"
"The people who compile the textbooks must be ordinary people. They have limited knowledge and don't know that human beings have unlimited potential. They forcefully limit the upper limit of human beings!" Hoshino Sora said loudly, "Those who compile the textbooks know nothing. Creature! The truth is always in the hands of a few people!"
"Is this the reason why you failed the exam?" Ma Jianxing grinned.
Hoshino Sora: "..."
"Hahahaha~"
Everyone burst into laughter, and the air was filled with the smell of joy.
"Akong, you have the same style as I did back then. I didn't believe in the things in books back then. After all, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Now that I have gone all the way, I have turned into a bad old man." The elder stroked his long beard. , said with a sigh.
After that, Misakiji Temple Akisame and Ma Jianxing gave some advice to Hoshino Sora, because Hoshino Sora is different from people who overdraw credit cards and borrow loan sharks, so he has to increase the refeeding technique on the basis of maintaining body balance. Strength, so as to replenish the lost vitality.
Of course, this is bound to be time-consuming. After all, losses are no longer a matter of a day or two.
After listening to the two people's instructions, Hoshino Sora had to respond repeatedly, but he still felt that Uncle Misakiji and Uncle Ma were a little too worried. With the power of the ancient times, he could change jobs even if his life force was exhausted. , exists in another form.
Well, he was still sure of this. However, if you can live, why not live? Also, the regurgitant technique... I seem to have just started to learn it, and I can't put my training into love yet.
After his own affairs came to an end, Hoshino Sora began to ask them about his age, and then rambled on recalling the past.
In the end, he confirmed that everyone's concept of time had stayed in 1997, but their memories had not been lost. Everyone remembered clearly what happened in 1997, and also remembered his birthday last year, and so on. I remember every detail, but when it comes to time, I get confused.
Hoshino Sora felt incredible about this. Even the super masters like Liang Shanbo have been affected, so there is no need to investigate people other than Dong Wan. They are absolutely the same.
So, what kind of power can confuse people all over the world's perception of time? By the way, why can I be spared? Could it be... the power of prehistoric times?
Hoshino Sora subconsciously took out the Universal Mirror, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped it with his sleeve, and looked at his own reflection in the mirror...
"Everyone, dinner is ready!" Kenichi Shirahama came over carrying a large plate of dishes.
Naturally, Hoshino Sora had a meal here, and the impact was that his cousin probably didn't have enough to eat.
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After finishing the meal, Hoshino Sora went home. At present, this problem of confused time perception has not had any impact on the world. The planet is still rotating, people are still living, and the dates are still turning forward. It seems that no changes can be seen.
Because of this, Hoshino Sora didn't feel particularly uneasy. Life is like this. If you don’t understand it, just try to live it. Can you still escape from the planet?
When he was about to get home, Hoshino Sora suddenly saw Conan. He saw this kid holding a bottle and running towards this side.
Taking a closer look, there was a word "白" on the bottle. The rest of the word was blocked by his hand, but Hoshino Sora thought with his toes and knew that the remaining word was "wine"!
Because when Conan came towards me, there was a smell of alcohol.
"Let me go, you kid can do it, what's wrong with imitating the uncle, but imitating the uncle to drink?" Hoshino Sora stepped forward and snatched the bottle, lifted Conan up, and rushed to Maori's house.
"Let me go, Kong, let me go, don't ruin my good deeds!" Conan shouted drunkenly.
"Hey, you're so awesome." Hoshino Kong grinned and quickened his pace. He soon arrived at the Maori Detective Agency. Then, he started shouting hurriedly from below, "Xiaolan, uncle, it's not good~ "
While shouting, he rushed upstairs, just when Xiaolan heard the sound and opened the door.
"Xiaolan, look, I was on the street and saw this kid drinking heavily. He was drinking big gulps into his mouth. His posture made him look like the second best uncle!" Hoshino Sora moved Conan and the bottle forward. One hand.
Conan was lifted up in mid-air, looking at Xiaolan with a red face, dancing around trying to explain, then burped, and the smell of alcohol hit Xiaolan.
"Conan!" Xiaolan's face was like the bottom of a pot. She took Conan from Hoshino Sora's hand and took the wine bottle. Then she walked angrily to Mouri Kogoro's desk and handed the person and the wine bottle. With a heavy release, he glared at Kogoro who was sleeping on the table and yelled, "Dad, look at Conan, he's imitating you, how is he drunk?"
Mouri Kogoro was woken up and saw that there was a lot of missing liquor. He suddenly shouted heartbroken: "Ah, my Bai Gan'er, who drank it? Huh? Why does this kid smell of alcohol...ah ah ah, Xiaolan , the best family law!"
Xiaolan didn't know when she had a wooden ruler in her hand to measure clothes, and handed it to Conan.
"No, no, please listen to my explanation...Ouch~~~" Conan was pressed on the desk, his buttocks were hit hard, and he immediately let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, "Akong, you have a weak soul." !”
"Huh?" Xing Yekong blinked, put on a worried expression, and reported to Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan, I just saw him looking for Xiao Ai. He might also want to encourage Xiao Ai to drink, or even the detective team Others will also be brought along to drink."
When Xiaolan and Mouri Kogoro heard this, the fire that had been slightly lowered by Conan's screams started to burn again.
"Papa papa ~"
Hoshino Sora watched and listened, inexplicably feeling much more comfortable. This was the first time he felt so comfortable since the New Year.
"Then, Xiaolan and uncle, you educate them well, and I'll leave first. I still have comics to draw."
With that said, he left happily. While he was in a good mood, he decided to draw the "One Punch Man" that Xiao Yu was looking forward to when he went back. He just drew an extra chapter where Saitama's painful wisdom teeth were knocked out by a weirdo. , and then the style of painting suddenly changed, starting the road to invincibility.
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