Ultra: I am too old to inherit the light of the sky

These days, Fujimiya felt that he had really broadened his horizons.

Doing crazy sit-ups in bed.

Whenever I had any thought of escaping, that beast named Ai would always give me a big one.

Anyway, I dreamed that he had no intention of fighting with me now.

Except for the first day when his upper arm was directly broken by the opponent's knee.

The next day, the opponent punched him and all his ribs were broken.

On the third day, his skull was completely shattered by a headbutt from the opponent.

It’s no big deal!

What a ghost!!!

are you crazy!

Anyway, every time he sees Memu breaking all of his bones and scratching his head with an embarrassed expression on his face, Fujimiya Hiroya looks as if he has eaten shit.

Oh no, could you please not be like this?

The way you look always gives me the illusion that I have severely injured you!

“I dream of mountains!!!”

Fujimiya Hiroya patted his wheelchair excitedly.

Don't blame him for doing this.

Damn it, the next day after my dream punched me and broke my bones, I wanted to run, but I took just two steps and then, just in case, I used my own cleverness to open the door.

Found a ventilation duct underneath.

For him, as long as he could get out of this strange place, Fujimiya Hiroya would be like a dragon swimming into the sea!

Not afraid at all.

A sliding shovel.

All right.

So say it.

It is well known that the entire XIG air base is to meet the physiological needs of various personnel in the base, oh, legitimate physiological needs.

Including but not limited to food circulation, water circulation and various systems that can extend the base's standby time in the air.

It is considered the world's top technology and was designed by members of Alchemy Star.

Very scientific.

so.

So say it.

Which bastard built a septic tank in the ventilation duct?

Who on earth came up with this?

Born!!!

In my dream, I saw Fujimiya looking like a frightened bird, scratching his head and laughing awkwardly a few times.

"Well, Fujimiya, why don't you just jump out of the window? Professor Ai said that with your physical fitness, there won't be any problem at all if you jump out."

"Do you take me as an idiot!!!"

OK OK.

If once is not enough, come twice, right?

I dream of the mountains. I dream of the mountains.

Damn, you are really something!

"I didn't hit you on the fourth day. When I woke up, I just jumped out of the window."

Fujimiya Hiroya gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger, and he slapped his wheelchair frantically again.

I Meng tilted my head cutely, and when I thought of Fujimiya covered in bandages a few days ago, I suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh! Fujimiya, is this how you ended up with bandages all over your body that day?"

"..."

"hehe."

"You don't think that I became like this because I fell from a great height, do you?"

When he thought about his whole body, including his head and small head, being cut into rags, Fujimiya Hiroya patted his wheelchair even more excitedly.

"So, my dear founder of Alchemy Star, can you explain a little bit to me, an ordinary member of Alchemy Star who has no talent and has been missing for many years?"

Fujimiya gritted his teeth and spoke intermittently.

"Why! There's a crusher under the window!"

"what?!"

"And can you tell me, it's okay to have a crusher, but it has to have blades!!"

A medical miracle was born.

The cripple stood up.

Fujimiya pointed at the window excitedly, banging his wheelchair frantically, with an extremely distorted expression on his face.

Can it be undistorted?

Even at this moment, Fujimiya Hiroya still remembers the scene of his penis being cut into eight pieces.

Really.

He no longer wanted to recall.

"what."

Fujimiya Hiroya tilted his head back with a look of despair on his face.

"Forget it. I give up. Whatever happens, it happens."

Fujimiya Hiroya sighed.

On the contrary, this expression made me even more curious.

He pointed to the wheelchair where Fujimiya was currently sitting.

A shy smile appeared on my dream's face.

"Um, Fujimiya, can you tell me why you are in a wheelchair now?"

To be honest, my dream is coming true now.

I am really very curious why Fujimiya is sitting in a wheelchair at this time.

I didn’t see Fujimiya sitting when I came here yesterday?

Upon hearing this.

Fujimiya felt his blood pressure rising.

His whole body was flushed with excitement.

It looks like a cooked prawn.

"Alright, alright, Fujimiya, stop talking. Stop talking."

"No, I must say it!!!"

When he thought about what happened yesterday, Fujimiya felt that the whole world was full of malice towards him.

pain.

It hurts too much.

"My dream, do you still remember what I told you the day before yesterday after I failed to escape?"

Hearing this, I fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a few seconds, an idea suddenly occurred to me.

"Oh, now I remember. I remember you said at that time that you would never escape from prison again. I remember that was something like that, right?"

Imeng's face showed some uncertainty, and she looked at Fujimiya with suspicion.

Because he remembered, not just the day before yesterday.

The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, every time Fujimiya was carried into the ward, he would tell himself that he would never escape from prison again next time.

But every time the next day, Fujimiya would be carried into the ward with wounds all over his body, which led to Yume completely disbelieving Fujimiya's promise.

Well, that's all I can say.

Just listen to a man's promise.

Do not take it seriously.

"You don't believe it either, do you?"

Seeing the suspicious expression on Gamen's face, Fujimiya patted his wheelchair even more excitedly.

It was hard to imagine that I actually saw a look of grievance on this dark face.

"But, I really wanted to give up at that time!"

Fujimiya gritted his teeth, his face full of grievance.

"At that time, Ai Chu - I mean Professor Ai suddenly walked in and told me that if I could defeat him, he would let me go."

"To be fair to him, he only used one hand."

"You believe it?"

Imeng's eyes widened. It was hard for him to imagine that a smart man like Fujimiya would actually believe such a crude method of provocation.

"Of course I-"

He wanted to say that he didn't believe it, but when the words came to his lips, Fujimiya suddenly found that he really believed it.

Although I really wanted to go out at that time.

Indeed, he was provoked by the words of the man surnamed Ai and agreed.

but--

Fujimiya felt like he couldn't say anything.

So embarrassing.

"You believe it?"

I dreamed again.

"I--"

Forget it, since I can’t say it, I won’t say it, Fujimiya Hiroya thought to himself.

Anyway, that guy named Ai is not a good person!

"So, this is why you're in a wheelchair?"

"Correct!"

When talking about this, Fujimiya became furious.

Made.

When Fujimiya thought about what happened yesterday, his blood pressure started to rise.

He patted his wheelchair unconsciously with his right hand.

It is true that he only used one hand. Ai Yun did use only one hand to knock him down.

But he didn't say he was going to have a Spacium, damn!

As for what the Spacium gun was, Fujimiya didn't know before.

But after he was shot twice in the knee and the knee area was vaporized by the two bullets, Fujimiya knew what Spacium was.

"I'm tired. Never mind. I give up."

There was no focus in Fujimiya's eyes as he looked up at the ceiling.