Self-cultivation of fake wine

Do you need a white wedding dress for your wedding?

Of course not - isn't it handsome in a double white suit!

But it is still necessary to try it on in the new house after the wedding... Cough.

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After getting married, I stayed in Yokohama for a few days, and the portal that Herbal Salt set up in the cadre office of the headquarters was ready.

The door is in the shape of an arched wooden frame, with wedding flower vines wrapped around it.

"It's a portal... Actually, the gate is just a decoration." Herb Salt pointed to the round carpet made of special material under the gate, "This carpet is the main body of the teleportation."

Mori Ogai and Ozaki Momiji both seem eager to try.

"Because there is no fixed-point transmission channel, the function of this portal is only to throw me and Zhongya out of this world, and we don't know exactly where it will be thrown." Herb Salt showed the half-marai ring on the middle finger and ring finger And the space-time wedding ring, "Without these two rings, being thrown out of the world and falling into the turbulence of time and space is basically a dead end."

One sentence extinguishes the dream of human beings to explore parallel worlds.

At this time, the moods of Mori Ogai Ozaki Momiji and Himizuryu are very synchronized and depressed.

Maomao is happy, but at times like this, Maomao has to pretend to be as unhappy as everyone else, so as not to be double-booked by the boss and Sister Hongye, hehe.

As for the kidnapping of the highest combat power...

Herb Salt decided to leave after the port mafia had established an alliance with Academy City, the Blue King, the Red King, and the Blue King.

Of course, the time limit of the alliance in exchange for his payment is only five years.

This is unnecessary trouble for Mori Ogai: what if Herbal Salt and Nakahara Chu cannot come back?He lost all his trump cards at once!

But you can't let people go on a wedding trip, right?I could have come back happily and maybe brought special products from another world, but it turned out that he left the organization now?

Mori Ogai has the medicine that can increase the strength of ordinary supernatural beings, as well as the training manual written by Herbal Salt on the cultivation and improvement of various supernatural abilities, as well as various tools to meet the development needs of the two of them when they are away. hardware software.

"Zhong Ye is indeed a good card, but I don't want him to be used by you for too long, Boss."

Mori Ogai is considered comfortable to cooperate with, and Herbal Salt will naturally not take the willful way of directly snatching the middle and running away, resulting in a big drop in strength and being divided up by the surroundings.

"Cultivate more confidantes and new combat power."

——That is a matter of course.

At the same time, Mori Ogai also realized the unfinished words of Herbal Salt: Hurry up and cultivate the next generation of successors, boss.

Watching Herbal Salt and Nakahara Naka disappear in the light, Mori Ogai looked disappointed: "Hongye-kun, do I look like a short-lived person?"

"how you said that?"

"Mr. Grass is always hinting that I should hurry up and find a candidate for the next leader to train..."

"I heard that Vengley is very used to cultivating heirs."

"Hell, can we compare with the old Italian mafia?" Mori Ogai smiled coldly, "Of course whoever wipes my neck will be the next boss."

Ozaki Momiji: ...

Koyo Ozaki didn't want to deal with this guy who lost his all-around wage earner and started to be abnormal.

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In the grotesque time-space tunnel, Herbal Salt took his excited wife and adults, and was about to take the opportunity to kiss in the time-space barrier, but the next moment, he was disgusted by the time-space tunnel who didn't want to eat dog food.

The two who suddenly appeared and fell from the space-time ripples that emerged from a thousand-meter altitude stood firm the next moment.

"Ah, it's a world with gravity and air." Cao Benyan stepped on the foothold of the magic circle with his wife in his arms, looked around the environment, and paused, "It doesn't seem that simple?"

Looking around, there are hazy and false mountains in the distance, and only the small buildings and farmland under the feet are the real existence.

In addition, it seems that it is very convenient to go to various time and space here, so it is easy to accept these two time and space travelers.

Herb Salt used the magic of farsightedness and perspective to project the scene under a thousand meters in front of the two of them.

It was a large library surrounded by farmland.

The men dressed like manga cosplay wear weapons such as knives, guns, bows and whips, and have certain combat effectiveness. However, the appearance of working in the fields, cooking in the kitchen, and reading in the library all shows that they are not unnegotiable dangers. villain.

Probably negotiable.

And the herbal salt is a bit greedy for this library... Cough.

"Shall we go down and have a look?"

"it is good."

The feeling of falling from a high place is wonderful-provided that you can be sure that you will not lead a dog.

The herbal salt and the Central Plains were also like meteorites, and under the protection of the barrier, they fell heavily...in a barren field that seemed to have not been cultivated.

A certain red-haired, blond-eyed boy in a brown-red short two-piece kimono and a white scarf wrapped around his head was so startled that the cabbage he picked in his hand fell off, and he shouted: "Meteorites have appeared——!"

The blond, red-eyed, short man in a top hat who was standing on the side of the field while supervising the workers slammed a wine bottle at him, and said in an extremely cruel tone, "Idiot! It may also be an enemy attack!"

The red-haired boy was terrified: "Yes, I'm sorry!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the two drew their guns and conjured up a huge red sickle, and rushed to the place where the meteorite landed together.

On the road, I also met other people who also came to hold weapons after hearing the sound.

"Is it the Corruptor?"

"The curator did not detect the breath of the invader..."

"Anyway, be careful."

Herbal Salt and Zhong Yuanzhong have also walked out of the pit they smashed, looked around, and took a deep breath of fresh air——

"The concentration of spiritual power in this place is not bad." Herb Salt held his wife's hand, very concerned, "Is there any discomfort in Zhong Ye?"

"It's okay, I also think the air is quite fresh."

While chatting, a shout came from a distance and asked: "Who are you! Corruptors! Why can you come to the library!"

Neither of them showed any hostility, which calmed down the armed locals.

"Is the name of this place the library?" Herb Salt maintained a gentle smile, very friendly, "Sorry, my newlyweds and I are traveling in time and space, and I didn't expect such an interesting place to come at the first stop." place."

"My name is Herbal Salt, and this is my lover, Nakahara Chuya."

"You..." Good.

Zhong also pressed his hat, and before he could finish his greeting, he was interrupted in shock by the little blond man who was also wearing a hat on the opposite side.

"Huh!? Your name is also Nakahara Chuya?!"

"Hey! Two middlemen?!" The red-haired, golden-eyed young man holding a scythe turned his head quickly, constantly comparing the two of them back and forth, "It's true that they both wear hats and are short... ouch!"

He was hit hard in the belly by the blond hat holding a gun.

Followed by violent cursing: "Who are you calling a dwarf, you bastard bastard!"

"Pain Pain—"

There is also some confusion in the ocher hair.

"That... who is this?" Nakaya subconsciously rubbed his fists, staring at the red-haired scythe boy with a serious face, "Although I don't know who it is, but the feeling of needing a beating can easily remind people of Dazai Osamu. What a bastard!"

The knuckles under the black gloves were already clenched!

The blond hair was even more shocked, together with the red-haired Sickle Cherry with tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, they all looked at the red-haired young man who looked like he wanted to hit someone.

Blonde has also started to write: "You also know Osamu Dazai?"

Even if the mind can make mistakes, the instinct to kill is also right!

Although I don't know why, Wen Haozhong already believes that this visitor from space is indeed "Central Plains Zhongye"!

The red-haired cherry writer Osamu Dazai squatted down with tears in his eyes and covered his stomach, choking and complaining: "Why does Chuya have to beat Dazai! Damn there will be double Chuya!"

The writers who came afterward:? ? ?

A cat jumped out from the legs of the literary men: "Mr. Zhongyuan, have you communicated?"

The blond-haired Zhong also nodded, still a little dazed: "The man said that he is also Zhongya Zhongyuan... I don't think he's lying."

Yingying Zaizai was extremely sad and angry: "Don't conclude that the other party must be Nakahara Chuya just because everyone likes to fight Dazai! Hey! What's the situation when you all nodded!"

Not only did the other writers who came over believe it, but even Mao Mao, who was in charge of library affairs, believed it too!

"Could it be a new literary hero? The Secretary hasn't randomly drawn cards recently, has he?"

"But there is already one in the Central Plains... Could it be that writers of different periods can also be reincarnated?"

"Looking at the height and hat, they are definitely the same person, right?"

"By the way, who is that tall man next to him?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Herb Salt quickly figured out the status quo—what these people said and thought gradually completed the relevant settings here, and he probably understood what to do.

"Sorry, it may be different from what you think. Chuya and I come from another world, or in other words, Chuya Nakahara who has not become a literary giant in the parallel world."

The audience was silent, only Wen Haozhong’s unbelievable rebuttal was heard: “What? [I] didn’t write poetry! Wait, you just said it was a wedding trip...you two men are married?! No, no, no, I’m not Gay discrimination I mean..."

The blond also stuttered: "In short, it's too shocking in every sense."

"Are you a poet?" Chuya Maomao was also very surprised, "I didn't expect [I] had the talent to write poetry...Unfortunately, I am a mafia, and the Dazai I told you just now is also a mafia, although later I changed jobs to become a detective."

Everyone looked at Cherry Zaizai in unison.

Wearing a white suit, a white top hat, a black cloak in the shape of blue playing cards, and a whip hanging from his waist, a certain young man with a monocle on his face looked very pretentious and slapped Cherry Zazai On his shoulder, a frivolous smile raised his voice subtly: "Oh? Didn't you see that, Dazai, you actually have the potential to become a detective... Please communicate with me more in the future!"

"Ranbu, what bad idea did you come up with? It's terrible!" Cherry Zaizai trembled.

The writer Edogawa walked gracefully to the front of the crowd, took off his hat, bent over, and gracefully gave a graceful and exaggerated gentleman's salute.

"Welcome, visitors from another world. I'm Edogawa Ranpo. It's an honor to meet you." The man made an inviting gesture, "It's hard work coming from a long way, why don't you come and sit in our library?"

That's all it takes to have a good conversation.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"It's work."