The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

After solving the problem of food and clothing, I decided to find a river to wash off the dirt all over my body.

I don't know if it's a physical problem or the world view setting of this world, but after eating the crunchy little black ball, the blood was full and returned to the level of seventy percent full in an instant.

However, I didn't expect that I, a dignified cheat player with a system, would one day be reduced to living in no fixed place and picking up things to eat.

It's pretty miserable when you think about it.

Ahhh.

Speaking of which, I still don't know what to do next.

Now I don't know my identity, and I am still worrying about where I will end up tonight.

Damn it, I really hope it can be picked up by a passing rich family!

The river water in winter is icy cold, so while thinking about it unrealistically, he casually scooped up water to wash his cheeks that looked like they crawled out of mass graves.

Although it is washed, but because the hands are ridiculously small, they can't scoop up much water in total, at best they just get wet.

In addition, I really couldn't bear the suffocating temperature, which made me barely able to see my appearance, so I gave up tormenting myself again and again, got up and jumped on a tree that looked good, and habitually observed the terrain from a height .

"..."

"... "

It wasn't until I observed for three seconds that I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It would have been fine if he had lightly jumped five or six floors earlier, after all, that body had been transformed by the gods.

But the problem is, I'm just an ordinary kid in the same grade as Saki Le and the others right now?

Why can you climb up the tree as easily as if you were a god?

I'm not right.

It's really strange that you can wear it with an extraordinary human physique with your eyes closed.

But what was even more wrong was yet to come. Suddenly, I felt a coolness on my cheeks.

A little drafty.

It was as if a hole had been opened.

Before I had time to call out the front of the phone, a young female voice that was as crisp as a persimmon came out of the ventilation opening so abruptly.

"You—a female monkey with a brain the size of a walnut kernel!!"

"Hurry up and return my uncle's body!"

I:……

Hastily?

Underworld Little Theater.

I have a mouth on my face!

Using a self-proclaimed name that is not cute at all!

At that time, without saying a word, he smashed the thing he touched in his pocket onto the big mouth with shark teeth, trying to block it.

Unsurprisingly, there was strong protest.

"Oh! It's so hard! What are you feeding me, stinky monkey! This kind of thing will cause indigestion!!!"

"Snapped!"

Facts have proved that women can even beat themselves when they become ruthless.

After stuffing "something" into the small bloody mouth that suddenly grew on my face, I slapped a photon on it without delay.

This finally calmed down the strange mouth for the time being.

I stumbled down from the tree, my mind was in a mess.

Forehead, a Nine-Tailed Fox Grandma.

What kind of thing did I cross over to?

It is obvious that Zhang Zuan Lolita is the owner of this body and has not escaped.

No, it would be too hasty to say so early.

Maybe the other party is an evil spirit possessing this body, or something like a curse.

I stood on a high place and took a look before, and there seemed to be a temple in front of me. Would it be possible to suppress the evil for a while by hiding in it?

"Hmph, little monkey, you are quite timid~" The voice came from the other side of the cheek this time, "But speaking of it, is my uncle as scary as the special super-spell spirit before?"

Isn't this nonsense?

Which one do you think is scarier, other people's ugliness or your own ugliness?

Silently complaining in my heart, I slapped my face again.

The milky voice snorted like a child being bullied, and immediately began to come out from the forehead coolly, screaming and greeting my whole family.

The next step may be the "behavior of confusion in the world" from the perspective of passers-by.

I played whack-a-mole in my face as I raced non-stop towards the temple.

There were endless crackling sounds.

I never thought that the sand sculpture was actually me!

"What the hell are you thinking!?"

I stopped, couldn't hold back, and shouted into the air angrily.

He didn't notice that there was already a group of people standing in front of him at some point.

what.

To be precise, they are not all standing.

It's not all human either.

Next to a deformed monster with a miniature body, a huge bald head, and earlobes that stretch the floor -- lying or crawling on the ground, there are several blood-stained men in sunglasses who look like bodyguards.

And the few who were still able to move retreated while fighting, guarding behind a woman in kimono who looked like a wealthy family, and happened to retreat towards the only way I had to pass.

"You are..." A man in sunglasses who was attracted by my roar glanced down at me, and immediately exaggeratedly stared out of the sunglasses, "That figure from the Chanyuan family... eh!!"

But before he finished speaking, he was hit by the attack from the monster not far away, as if he was blind.

Why doesn't this guy dodge?

How about using this as a target?

Immediately, I manipulated my small body like a condensed cannonball, stabbing into the beautiful woman's body with all my might, trying to push her out of the attack range.

He narrowly escaped a blow.

"A stupid monkey is a stupid monkey, even if it occupies my body, it is still a monkey in essence."

I don't know if I was scared of being slapped by madness, but this time, that enchanting loli's voice came directly from the palm of my hand.

But the tone is still arrogant: "Ordinary people can't see the curse spirit. At most, they think they run away passively when they encounter a supernatural event. It's interesting and interesting. The only rookie who can fight is still lying there! The mere third-level dare It's ridiculous to challenge the super class."

Palm: "Hahaha, that's right, you can't hit me in this position, can you? Slightly... woo woo!"

Before the evildoer could finish beeping, Shiratori stretched out his hand, and a black tiger pulled out his heart, and directly stretched his left hand into the mouth of his right palm that wanted to disgust her.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"You lunatic!!"

Regardless of the accusation over there, the girl who had reached the hard object inside hit the bald head who was coming towards her with a backhand spell.

At the beginning, Shiratori just thought of throwing the flute stuffed into the evildoer's mouth as if it were a pebble on the side of the road, without much thought.

But who would have thought that it was as if a stick of God was thrown from the calm sea, and the curse spirit that was hit would immediately be torn, deformed, and outrageous by invisible forces centered on the thrown object as if it had been hit by dimensionality reduction. Grind. Grind.

In the end, the curse spirit screamed helplessly...

In the pose of a world-famous painting "The Scream", tens of thousands of fine dust dissipate and dissipate.

Everyone looked incredulously at the girl who stood indifferently before the terrifying pit, showing an overly fair face outside the dried blood.

Extremely red and extremely pale, like a little ghost walking out barefoot from Shura's purgatory.

Although they don't know exactly what happened.

But the inexplicable termination of the attack, and the faint wail of the unknown monster that was chasing them before dying, which was faintly transmitted to the depths of the soul...all without exception showed that the blood-clothed girl was a more terrifying existence than the previous monster.

On the other side, the white *existence is more terrifying than a monster* bird——

Staring at a round black ball suspended above his head, he swallowed softly.

Ah, it's that kind of fragrant and crispy ball again.

Hey hey hey.

Immediately in a good mood, he picked up the cuff and wiped the corners of his mouth, forgetting to whack-a-mole, Le Diandian took a leap of faith in a leaping posture, ahhh bit the concentration spell above his head spirit.

"Chewing, chewing..."

Nice.

This time it's good time seaweed.

In my heart, I compared the thumbs of Buerjialick.JPG.

I didn't think about the system in my brain at this time... Well, it's the evildoer, the evildoer suddenly tapped my forehead very eagerly, motioning me to look to another corner.

"Quick, quick! Pick that up and give it to my uncle to eat!!"

I wondered why I dropped two items because of the strange fight this time, and when I turned around, I saw a prompt text box floating in front of me.

[Two-faced Nuo (middle finger)]

I:?

Leaving aside, you always feel like you've been provoked for no reason, right?

As for the inexplicable and unfamiliar term at the beginning, I read it twice as "two tan plain noodles".

Not to mention, just looking at the name is really delicious.

It's just that when I lowered my head and saw the red-purple real middle finger lying in the pit with no appetite...

I:? ? ?

Is this nima marinated, or is it caught by the door, so why is it this color? ?

This finger is still sprouting!It must have sprouted!That bud is still wearing a pain mask and staring at me with its nostrils!

Eat your uncle's coffin!This thing can be eaten! ?Why don't you ask me to swallow stone ghost noodles raw!

She: It's, it's Brazilian roast...(?) Orleans roast...(?) Honey bee...what's the flavor, don't bother! !Open your mouth and let me eat! ! !

Me: Get out of here!I haven't reached the point where I can eat my hands!Stop it you, stop it myself!Hey! !

Just as I was in a stalemate with the monster who was trying to control my hands crazily, and was about to let this pica trick succeed, my vision was suddenly crowded with dragonflies.

I blinked and stepped back a little.

It was soon discovered that the dragonflies all over the screen were just patterns on the cuffs of the visitor's kimono.

A small hand much larger than mine picked up the finger.

I looked up following the movement of the other party picking it up, and soon saw myself froze from the blue pupils of a pair of broken diamond aggregates.

Standing quietly in front of Shiratori, without even noticing the curse in her body, was a boy who looked a bit like a vicious kitten.

Beautiful eyes, coupled with a dandelion-like white hair that makes people blow up their desires, immediately let the cat-controlling white-hair-controlling white bird learn without a teacher, and actively launched infinite space on himself.

Monster: Hello!To see when!Nympho Monkey!

After being slapped several times by the evildoer, I managed to recover from the stupid state of ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

terrible.

I took a big step back.

The lethality of this little boy is really terrifying.

How can someone at such a young age have such a passive skill that makes people instantly demented.

Monster: It's the female monkey, you are not firm in your will!

Ah.

The evildoer who uttered wild words only dared to run wild in the den after all.

Don't think I haven't noticed the fact that you've been curling up since the white cat appeared.

Monster: Tsk.

Monster: I just don’t want to waste my energy and be hungry.

I despise evildoers in my heart, but every size counts, and I instinctively backed away from the boy in the dragonfly kimono.

At any rate, I can be regarded as a half-Xie Chong now that I have been upper bodyed by Xie Chong. From this look, the young boy with amazing bones and extraordinary strength obviously came to fight monsters and save the scene.

That being the case, it can only show that he is very strong.

If you wait a while, you might be treated as a monster by him.

Although if you really want to fight, you won't necessarily lose.

However, as a cat slave with professionalism—how can he bear to be rough on cute cats?

When I was alive, I, with cat scratches all over my face, seemed to have said something similar.

What a nostalgia.

"Yo!"

Gojo Satoru, who was seriously observing Su Nuo's fingers, appeared behind Shiratori at some point.

The beautiful big eyes came closer, and stared at the dirty little girl with a desire to explore.

"How are you, little sister? Did you accidentally scatter into the mud while walking?~"

Seeing that the girl wanted to change direction and run away, she flinched away and blocked her way again.

Shiratori, who was concentrating on finding the escape route, clearly sensed that he was being deliberately targeted, so he raised his head at this moment, and glanced coldly at the boy with a delicate and pretty face and a charming smirk.

"Okay, Enlightenment," Mrs. Wutiao who calmed down at the side stretched out her hand to block the only son who seemed a little hostile like a hedgehog, "It was thanks to this young lady just now."

Gojo Satoru pouted uncomfortably, and muttered in a low voice: "She just happened to be a little faster than me, even without him I would..."

"Enlightenment. I remember that today is not a day to rest, you should go to practice warlock."

"Ah, it's so annoying. It's not that you said you would come to some temple to pray for blessings. That's why I..."

"Say honorifics."

"..."

The boy who was silenced by his mother scratched his head irritably, and finally made a super strange grimace in my direction while the woman wasn't paying attention.

Is the cat sticking out its tongue...

So cute. (Monster: Hey!)

"Sorry, I made you laugh. Also, thank you very much for what happened just now..."

Bai Mao Mao's mother seemed to be choosing her words carefully, and tried to get closer to me, but was immediately grabbed by a few hands around her, preventing her from approaching.

"The Chanyuan family... um, miss? I'll arrange for someone to send you back."