Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

By the time the Phoenix of Byodoin stepped out of the room, Nioh had already concentrated on the experiment as quickly as possible.

……

"I know, this blood should come from you, right?..." Nioh did not hide the information he knew.

He knew more than Weitzman thought... and in more detail.

"Right!" The person opposite had not replied yet, but Nioh could see that his words had already shaken Fang's mind.

Nioh knew that his guess was correct.

"That's right!" Weitzman nodded. "That may be why I can smell it, but why can you smell it?"

Weizman also has his own doubts. He has no problem, but what happened to Nioh?

The blood of ordinary people has a pungent smell of blood, and you can smell it if you get close.

But that kind of blood is usually very fresh... Once normal blood is exposed to the air for a long time, it will quickly solidify and the smell will dissipate within a huge range of air.

Eventually it becomes colorless, odorless, or even shriveled...

However, the Weizmann's blood in front of me was different. Counting the time, it was almost half a century ago.

When this thing from half a century ago was exposed to the completely unsealed air, it still had the bright red and flowing light of newborn blood.

It's as if he was just peeled off Weizmann's hand...

Fresh blood has a smell, but others can't smell it, but Witzman can smell it.

"My lord, why do you smell it?"

Because scientific researcher Yakuken Toshiro is also very curious. If Wizman is because he is the master of blood, what about Nioh?

He and Weitzman had the same question.

If the Human King really has the ability to smell these smells, what do these two people have in common?

What is the difference between Niou and others?

"Could it be because I'm your clan?"

Niou suddenly had an idea.

The only difference between the others is that he belongs to Weizman's clan, the King of Silver in the world, and he is the only half of the clan now.

and so……

Nioh felt that he should have found the key to the problem——

Weizman, like him, doesn't like to collect clans. The clans in his hands are almost zero, and he barely has half...

Of course, his Honmaru's sword is not his clan, but his family. In terms of the power of the king, the number of his clans is very small, only one Phoenix of Byodoin and half of Kirihara.

"Oh, yes, we have the same power and the same fluctuations in our bodies..."

That’s why we can——

Weizman was a little ready to make a move, and at this moment he had the idea of ​​​​taking over the clan.

Nioh knew what he was thinking, "If you really want to take over the clan, I think the young man in black from last time is very good!"

Although his face was a bit cold, his strength level was very high. He had also watched the video of the subsequent fight, and his movements were crisp and clean, as if he were a skilled practitioner.

As the first king, Weizman is powerful, but his combat effectiveness is not high——

It would also be nice to be with someone who is powerful in his own right.

They had mentioned this matter to Weitzman a long time ago, but this guy has always disagreed. Now it seems that he finally has this idea, and they have to seduce him quickly——

"Let me see again. I don't know if Gou Lang is willing to follow me -" Weizman doesn't like to force others.

Now he just wants to focus on the research at hand——

If the problem at hand is not solved, there will be no way to proceed with other problems, and he has no intention of doing so!

"Why, do you have any other questions?" King Ni asked.

Now that the matter about the taste of blood has been solved, there shouldn't be anything else after that.

"Of course!" Weizman opened his mouth in surprise and grabbed Nioh who was about to make a move, "How could I only have this one thing -"

It's just the smell of blood. It's so simple. How could he call Niou here again after traveling thousands of miles away.

Of course there are other things -

"This drop of blood came in in the wrong state!" This was the real reason why he came to Nioh.

"The state of the blood?"

"Ok!"

Weizman pulled Nioh under the camera, and the needle pricked his finger at the scene, "Look, this is the freshest blood in my body!"

He put his own blood on the pick and guided Nioh to observe, "Look, his condition is not that full. As time goes by, he is changing color little by little-"

"But if you look at this bit -" Or rather, this.

All of them are plump and red, without any blemishes, if the status of the blood cells is also full.

"Yeah, it's very abnormal-" Niou frowned.

How can the current fresh state be inferior to the past?

Oh, wait—

"Your current body -" Niou silently looked at the young man next to him who could be called a boy.

"Have you forgotten that you are not you now -"

Weizman couldn't have stayed in this body for too long, so forget that this is not his true body.

In other words, he won't forget that this body belongs to someone else, right?

That person's name is most likely Isanasha!

If you compare other people's writing with your own writing, you will cry about other people's things!

Weitzman: "..."

I always feel like if I say [hmm] now. A bit stupid——

"Pfft...cough, it's nothing, it's dark under the lamp!"

Very normal!

Niou patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

"Well, anyway, there are many issues about this..." Weizman said with a dull face.

He refused to think about it any more—

Let’s end it like this, hurry up——

Don't mention it again!

However, he didn't mention it, but Niou thought of many things because of a flash of inspiration!

such as--

"You... wouldn't prick your finger all day long just to do this experiment, right?"

Nioh's voice was not loud, but it was not very pleasant, and even had a hint of coldness. It's cool and a bit scary!

"what?"

Weizman's eyes wandered from side to side, "I just saw you today, and suddenly I remembered that I just wanted to make a comparison. It's nothing!"

The guy in front of him was younger than him, but he was surprisingly capable in his work.

Especially because of his amnesia before, he couldn't help but regard this guy as his elder brother. In front of this boy who was obviously much younger than him, he always had a lower mentality.

It was also when he encountered a guilty conscience that his bowing became even more obvious——

"I didn't do anything!"

Niou's eyes became sharper and sharper, cold and cool, looking at him without a trace of sunshine.

The laboratory was already a bit cold, but now with this look, it was even colder, making people shiver all over.

Yauken Toushiro on the side was a little surprised to see his lord's rare high-level scene——

Usually they... treat the lord like this, but now, this status has been completely reversed!

"My lord, are you enjoying this situation?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Well, it is indeed more refreshing!"

So being careless means worrying about this person, but this situation of feeling guilty and not knowing what to do...

Haha!

Although there are many reasons——

"Well, it just so happens that I also hope that the lord can understand our feelings in the future!" Yauken Toshiro said, pushing up his glasses.

"Ah, what does this have to do with me?" Nioh didn't understand why the matter suddenly got involved in him.

Obviously they are talking about Weizmann...

"There is nothing we can do. Who makes our lord always worry us?" Yauken Toshiro shook his head, clasped his fingers and began to detail the unreliable things that Nioh had done before.

"Lord, do the math for yourself, how many times have you taken risks..." Although the final result was that the danger was saved, there was no major harm.

However, it is very painful for the swordsmen in their hearts. Even... painful torture!

Being recited over and over again like a sutra by his always well-behaved subordinate. Still in front of Weizmann...

Nioh’s head is getting big!