Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

In the seaside park, Shibukawa Yoshi came here in high spirits and limped back, but he couldn't complain.

Yagi-sensei who was behind her asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Do you want me to take you back?"

So what can she say?Of course I refused. I had to finish the social beating set meal I chose, even crying.

"No thanks, see you tomorrow."

When he got to a place where no one was around, Yao Shibukawa secretly summoned the [Master Assassin Suit] with his index finger and put it on—oh!All of a sudden, the waist no longer hurts, and the legs are no longer sore!We assassins are different!

Although this is just an appearance, after changing clothes, the place that should hurt will continue to hurt.

Considering that it was the first class, Mr. Yagi also said that it was a "step-by-step" level. When it came to the later class, she would probably be beaten unilaterally by the boy Lei Feng.

Shibukawa Yao suspects that the other party is actually trying to beat her... However, considering the physique of a master assassin, I can indeed feel that although the sore spot today is painful enough, it is indeed correcting some minor problems in her body movements .

Come back and see the effect.

Not enough. The reason she puts on a suit now is not to stand in a daze by the side of the road.

Shibukawa Yao lowered his head and took out the hacker's phone from his sleeve, opened the Nuge map, and clicked on the nearest overlook point near "home" - just went to unlock it this morning - a note popped up immediately.

"Do you want to fast travel?"

Of course it is.

Shibukawa Yao clicked "Agree", and the next second, her figure disappeared into this deserted alley in an instant, as if she had never appeared here.

But in her own view, it is surrounded by a white light space similar to the dying chat space. From a distance, the edge of the whole world is surrounded by Arabic numerals 0 and 1.

Sometimes Shibukawa Yao wonders if this world is a large life online game.

But when the white light faded, she found that she was squatting on a palm-length water pipe extending out of the sky on the top roof of the commercial building in a posture that looked dangerous to outsiders but actually comfortable to assassins.

At her feet, there are busy streets and pedestrians coming and going, and the high-altitude wind is whistling in her ears, bringing the coldness of autumn.

If another person with fear of heights came here, his legs would be weak even if he looked down.

"Oh, it's almost winter."

Shibukawa Yao sighed to himself, then stood up immediately, opened his arms like a cross, and jumped straight down... It was as if what she wanted to jump was not a commercial building with dozens of floors, but Three steps to the door.

Leap of Faith!

The moment she jumped down, she clearly heard the crisp eagle's cry ringing in her ears, and the surrounding high-rise buildings flew behind her.

The effect of gravity on her body suddenly increased, and a strong sense of weightlessness followed her like a shadow, her heart seemed to be approaching her throat... However, the corners of Shibukawa Yao's mouth were still raised quietly in the strong wind, revealing a free and pure smile.

Leap of Faith (jumping off a building) is so fun!

"Pfft!"

The figure wearing the assassin's shirt fell silently in front of the commercial building. In the huge fountain on the square on the first floor, snow-white sprays covered her figure.When Shibukawa Yao walked through the water spray all over his body, he thought about whether he should go home from a different overlooking point in the future.

... Otherwise, it would be weird to go home with wet clothes every time.

When Shibukawa Yo returned home, California Kiyomitsu had already taken off his handsome but slightly middle school windbreaker, and put on a T-shirt and shorts from nowhere, with several Q versions drawn on it Kamen Rider looks a bit inexplicably cute—girls feel that Seimei's bad taste in raising children sometimes really needs to be changed, and buying clothes depends on the season.

"Mr. California, aren't your legs cold?"

Seeing the young man's white calf exposed in the air, Shibukawa Yao couldn't help shivering for him.

California Qingguang, who was wearing an apron and was trying to use the gas stove, was puzzled: "It's not cold."

"Forget it, just don't catch a cold. I'll take a bath first."

I have to say that as a knife expert, the breakfast standard of California Qingguang is really... hard to describe.

The only thing that can be praised is that the knife skills are good, but after thinking about how the other party's knife skills were trained, and how many people that Okita Souji used it to cut down these extremely frightening questions, Shibukawa Yao felt that he had no appetite eat it.

Seimei, who had already been fed by Shibukawa Yao and whose vision had improved, simply lay down on the table and pretended to be dead.

California Qingguang was very worried and couldn't help poking Qingming's stomach with his finger.

"Senior, are you okay?"

"No, no problem."

Seimei said weakly, as if he was going to drive west in the next second.

"boom!"

Shibukawa Yao slapped the table suddenly, startling the two of them.Qing Guang even opened his blood-red innocent almond eyes, like a frightened cat.

"I'll do it again." She resisted the headache from being tortured by the figurine of the showman, and said to Mangshen patiently, "You follow me, and I will teach you this time."

"Eh... ok!"

It turned out that he wanted to teach breakfast, why did he pat the table, but he was so scared that he almost couldn't even hold his chopsticks steadily.

Just as Shikawa Yao and Le Rongrong were teaching the freshman Fu Sangshen how to cook, at this moment, in this international metropolis, some people were also doing their own things.

Students of Waseda University, Faculty of Human Sciences arrived at the classroom early in the morning and started classes on time.

Standing on the podium to give a lecture today is a middle-aged and elegant man with gray hair. He wears black-rimmed glasses. He is of medium height, with soft features and gentle temperament. He looks non-aggressive.

"...So, we can see depression, split personality, and previous obsessive-compulsive disorder as the 'trident' of human brain evolution. Maybe someone here will ask, why? No matter which of the above mental illnesses, it is It’s such a painful thing, why should we see them as one of the pathways of human evolution?”

"In fact, as long as students have a little understanding of this, they will understand that depression corresponds to perception, split personality corresponds to creativity, and obsessive-compulsive disorder corresponds to willpower. The human brain is like a row full of Drinking water glasses, no matter which one overflows, it will cause abnormal health..."

Just as the professor on the stage was talking about his own research theory, the back door of the classroom suddenly opened quietly, and a young man with a peaked cap and a schoolbag on one shoulder stooped and sneaked into the classroom. Sit in the last row.The girl sitting next to him looked at the latecomer with disdain, and silently moved two places a little farther away.

But the latecomer casually took out a notebook and a pen from his backpack, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and began to play with his head down.

Standing in the center of the lecture theater, the professor himself could of course see the small movements of these students, but he has long been used to it, and he himself has always had a very tolerant attitude towards young people.

Oh, I think back then when he was in class, he was very restless. He only thought about passing love letters to the girls in the front row. He didn't listen to a single word of what the teacher said on the podium.

The thought of recalling his youth flashed away, and he stopped talking, and immediately asked with a smile: "So, do you have any questions?"

Several people below raised their hands, and he randomly ordered one, and the short boy wearing glasses asked seriously: "Professor Kano, according to your academic point of view, as long as we suffer from some kind of mental illness, we are in the evolutionary path." ? Then why do we study, why don’t we just study how to make ourselves mentally ill!”

The whole class roared with laughter, Professor Kano was not angry, on the contrary he also showed a gentle and considerate smile

"Of course you can't say that. For most ordinary people, being able to study well is to evolve their own brains. It is only a very small number of successful cases to achieve the goal of evolution through mental illness. After all, on this road of natural selection, the Those eliminated account for a larger percentage."

The boy wanted to ask a few more provocative questions, but for some reason, when he saw the professor's smile, he always felt a chill down his spine... Is the air conditioner in the auditorium turned on too cold?

However, seeing that he had been silent for a long time, the professor simply waved his hand to let him sit down and chose another girl to ask questions.

After solving the questions of the four students in class, Kano looked down at his Rolex watch and found that there was still one minute before the end of get out of class, and immediately made a class summary.

"Since mental illness is so painful, and we humans have sacrificed so much on this evolutionary path, why don't genes abandon this negative disease inheritance?"

"The reason is simple, because human beings can never abandon their own thinking ability, creativity, willpower, and all perception of the outside world-it is these beautiful abilities that make us. Therefore, compared with what we get, those 'Little' pains seem so insignificant."

"Okay, that's all for today's class, the homework will be sent to the group by the class representatives later, get out of class is over!"

As soon as the voice fell, the get out of class bell rang accurately and accurately, and the students applauded warmly with admiration and happily dismissed the get out of class.

Less than 2 minutes after class ended, there were only less than a dozen people left in the huge auditorium—no way, the students were busy with their studies and had to grab the classroom seats for the next class.

And Professor Kano packed up his lecture notes and water glasses in no hurry, and walked to the last row with his briefcase. The boy in the peaked cap who lowered his head and played with his mobile phone was still sitting there, as if he was completely immersed in the game world and couldn't extricate himself.

"It's time to end get out of class, classmate."

Kano bent his knuckles and tapped the table in front of the other party.

"Don't bother me... Didn't you see that I'm going to kill that bastard opposite?" The boy in the peaked cap said without raising his head, "Besides, it's rare for me to attend your class, 'Wolf'."