Kadian is raising cubs again today

"You, you, what are you talking about?" Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped, his face flushed, and he shouted: "Such a statement is too disgusting!"

"Shuji Tsushima." Shuji Tsushima's face suddenly turned solemn, his tone suddenly changed from cheerful to serious, "You can call me Aji."

Nakahara Nakata's face was green and pale, his expression switched back and forth between his fists itching and serious business, his whole person, oh no, his whole god was like a piece of white paper, no matter what he smeared Any color is very conspicuous.

If you stare at such light for a long time, your eyes will definitely go blind.

Shuji Tsushima thought calmly.

However, if such light cannot be seen, is there any need for this world to continue?

I can't figure it out for the time being.

Wait, wait, wait.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who finally decided that the master would ignore the villain, slowly let go of his fingers, snorted, and said dryly: "Tsin Island."

After finally meeting a guy with spiritual vision, why don't we just let it go?

Nakahara also pretended not to care and glanced at Shuji Tsushima's kite-colored eyes. This kid is still pretty good-looking, and he probably won't grow crooked in the future.

"No." Shuji Tsushima pouted, "There are more than ten Tsushimas in my family, Chuya-chan. Aji, Zhi-chan, whatever."

That's what he said, before Chuya Nakahara could respond, Shuji Tsushima, who said these two nasty nicknames himself, shivered.He rubbed his arms and muttered, "It's so disgusting."

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was so blocked that he didn't know what to say, hated himself for not being able to add the knowledge of this world, and then came here, immediately stared and shouted angrily, "You still know."

How could it be possible to yell Aji and Zhijiang? It's better to just call Xiuzhi or Zhi.

"中～also～"

"Then, then... cure it."

"It can't reflect the deep relationship between you and me at all, Chuya-chan."

"What kind of deep relationship do we have, you little human brat." Nakahara Nakaya growled, now he felt that his plan to sneak over to find a human being with the spirit vision to be friends with was full of loopholes, and he was asking for trouble, "And you are not allowed to call I'm also in the sauce!"

"Hi, Chuya-chan."

"You bastard—" Nakahara Chuya was angry, his raised fingers trembled, and he didn't know what to say at all.

In the cherry blossom forest not far away, a figure stood on the tree trunk, with a chubby white lop-eared rabbit standing on his shoulder.

This person and one rabbit are none other than Lu Jing and Mo Ke Na.

"Great." Mo Ke applauded the little seal, his eyes curved, and said cheerfully: "Xiao Zhong also made friends so quickly."

"It seems that the tempers are very complementary." Lu Jing smiled, and for a while talking to Mokona, Zhong Yuanzhong, who had been unable to bear it for a while, finally abandoned the reservedness of the gods, rolled up his sleeves while there was no one around, and rushed He turned to Shuji Tsushima, who looked soft and weak but was particularly in need of a beating.

"Punch me, bastard!"

Shuji Tsushima's body suddenly bent into a shrimp, he covered his stomach, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"It hurts so much, it hurts too much..."

Nakahara Chuya, who had already begun to regret after punching out angrily: "Crying, crying?"

Hey hey hey, he didn't use much effort, okay?

"Woooooo... Chuya-chan bullies people... Lord God bullies people..."

Nakahara Chuya: "... Is it really, really that painful?"

The young Rage God's eyes drifted away, with a guilty conscience that couldn't be concealed on his face.

It would have been better if I had known earlier.

He is a god after all, no matter how little effort he uses, it is still a powerful attack on Shuji Tsushima, right?

Damn, miscalculation.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I shouldn't have hit you."

"No, it doesn't matter." Shuji Tsushima answered with sobs, the cunning was well hidden in the tear-filled iris eyes, his voice was slightly choked, "I also have something wrong..."

Nakahara Chuya's expression became even more guilty.

not far away.

Mo Kena: "Hey... Although the opponent pretended to be very similar, Xiao Zhong didn't actually hit the opponent just now, right?"

Lu Jing: "Shuji Tsushima grasped the timing very precisely, at least [-]% of the strength was relieved at the moment of bending over." His realistic acting skills made him perform [-]% of the pain, amazing, that kid.

Mo Kena: "Xiaozhong is so simple, so I trust the other party."

Lu Jing: "Ah, I didn't expect this child to have such a personality. Mr. Zhongye is at a disadvantage when he meets him."

While speaking, the situation by the lake was reversed again.

"Chuya-chan, give me a rub, I'm most afraid of pain..." Shuji Tsushima took advantage of the situation and made a request.

"Ah, you are really troublesome." Nakahara Nakaya scratched his ochre-colored hair irritably, rolled up his sleeves, touched Shuji Tsushima's stomach, and rubbed it with a serious face.

Shuji Tsushima: "Hahaha—it's itchy, Chuya."

I can't help it anymore, Zhong is too easy to deceive.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head with a stiff face, and was facing the other party's small face, which was full of tears but showed no expression of pain.

"You bastard! I really didn't hit you just now!!" Nakahara Zhongya roared. He felt that something was wrong just now, but the rhythm was disrupted by the other party's pitiful tears.Now as soon as this smile appeared, Zhong Yuanzhong also immediately realized that he had been deceived just now.

"Who said I didn't get hit." Shuji Tsushima blinked his eyes and pretended to be cute, "I was swept by the fist wind, it hurts so much."

It was another round of uproar at the elementary school level.

Lu Jing took Mokona off his shoulders and held it in his arms.

"This is youth." For some reason, Lu Jing suddenly wanted to feel so emotional.It's just that, just after expressing his youth, he himself shivered, as if youth was a sensitive word.Even if you don't remember the relevant past, your body still remembers the feeling of tingling and goosebumps on your scalp.

"When Xiaozhong also brings Xiao Xiuzhi back, Mokona will definitely treat Xiaoxiuzhi well." Mokona rubbed his white claws, and raised his long ears.

The tasker with silver hair and black eyes hooked his lips.

"Just do what you say about the massage."

***

Considering that Zhongyuan Zhong, who was raised this time, is not human, and in order to raise him, it is very likely that he will compete for the beliefs of the whole of Japan and even the world, so Lu Jing did not relax his intelligence collection.

It is not a secret that a world war is going on in the European battlefield, but ordinary people don't know it. Compared with the name of the Second World War, the top leaders of many countries prefer to call this war a war of supernatural powers.

It is no longer a war full of guns and ammunition in the past, this time the main force of the war is the supernatural beings.The countries that have not yet escaped from the previous war mode full of ordinary guns and ammunition kneel in front of powerful supernatural beings and supernatural weapons, struggling to be crushed to pieces by war machines.

The source of supernatural beings is untraceable. The earliest clear record appeared in Europe a hundred years ago, which is recognized as the birthplace of supernatural powers.The big European countries seized the opportunity. When countries on other continents did not know how to deal with the emergence of supernatural beings one after another, Europe already had a set of effective management methods.So much so that when the supernatural war broke out, the outcome of the war was completely tossed among those European powers, and there was no chance for other countries to get involved.

Although the supernatural war did not break out in Japan, the country has actually lost whether it is intelligence or hard power.In the Yokohama Concession, the research on the high-energy life form Huangbatu was a desperate effort by the military.

"I can't see the dawn of the end at all." Lu Jingfan looked at the information quietly obtained from the computer of the state secret agency, and sighed softly.

The European countries are obviously red-eyed, and it is impossible for them to stop without deciding whether to win or lose.

This is war.

Lu Jing supported his chin with one hand, and twirled the ballpoint pen in his hand with the other.

Although the war is cruel, it may not be an opportunity to take the opportunity to develop faith.

There are many legends about the god of waste, but unfortunately, there is a legend that he was exiled to the northeast of the country after the defeat.In the name of defeat, it is not very beneficial to develop faith in war.

The spinning ballpoint pen stopped suddenly.

Lu Jing held the pen and began to write the plan in a hurry.

As for legends, there are no gods or specific records appearing to speak out, so there is still room for reversal.

Well, although Japan is the native region of the belief in the god of waste, people in this country more or less know a little about the legend of the god of waste, but the land is small, the territory is small and the population is small, and the main force of supernatural beings born is naturally too small. rare.

There are not even supernatural beings. It is not easy to make this country stand out in the war.

What, Natsume Soseki, Japan's strongest supernatural being?

The deer shook his head in surprise, his name was very famous, but he didn't know exactly how, anyway, he didn't see any absolute advantage in the war.It is not force value that estimates skill points, but wisdom strategy.

It's a pity that wisdom is a kind of strength, but when confronted with absolute power, no matter how powerful the wisdom is, it may be crushed directly.

After all, it's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice.

Instead of smashing Japan, it is better to pick a country with more potential and strength, forge a relic of the Age of Gods, throw the statue of the god of waste, and make up a legend, for example, the god of waste was invited to that country and began to shelter the local people. Believers from other gods caused trouble to eliminate all traces of belief... As long as some people in the local area start to believe in the god of waste, and then perform one or two miracles, it will be perfect.

Although the ability users in this world are troublesome, they will never be more troublesome than the ability users in the world of HXH026.

Just when Lu was excited to write a book, planning how to make Nakahara Chuya punch God, step on Buddha, and become the world's belief, Nakahara Chuya in the classroom of Class A of the first year of Aomori County Primary School: "Ah Choo, Choo, Choo!"

After three sneezes in a row, Nakahara Chuya's eye circles turned red.

"Yeah." Shuji Tsushima turned half around holding the lunch box, protecting his lunch with his body, and said with a look of disgust: "Chuya, you are like this, how can you let others eat."

"Then don't eat." Nakahara rubbed his arms, and still rolled his eyes at Shuji Tsushima, "Forget about starving to death."

"Oh." Shuji Tsushima narrowed his eyes and drew out his voice, "Chuya is acting like a baby again."

A vein popped out of Zhongya Zhongye's forehead: "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about!"