On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

After many years, I once again doubted my worldview.

When I was young, I had no personal freedom, and my daily life was positive thinking during the day and depressive thinking at night.

When I am bored, apart from recalling the things I learned in class in my previous life memory, I just wonder how I traveled through time.

After seeing that light cannon eye, there is another daily routine - to guess what the origin of the world I am in now is.

Don't tell me that matter is first and consciousness is second. My space-time clock does not conserve energy at all.

Even if it is conserved, this energy must be different from the physics knowledge I learned in my previous life.

But since that group of evil researchers arrested me for experiments because of my abilities and strong physical adaptability, it seems that some of them are experiments with artificial abilities.That shows that the ability is still evidence-based in a sense.It proves the theory that "there are only unknowable things in the world, and there is no unknowable thing."

Max is still useful!

But when it comes to experiments with artificial abilities, I'm really speechless.

As an engineering student, I used to think that the work of the physic and chemical students doing experiments in the laboratory was super mysterious and super high-end!

But do you know how they do research experiments on abilities?

The first step is to stimulate my abilities.

The second step is to extract my abilities.

The third step is to put my abilities into other people's bodies.

……

How is this different from melting the chocolate bought in the supermarket and then pouring a new pattern on it as a self-made gift? ? ?

Thanks to this group of perverts... Before I experienced the shock and convenience brought by the special ability of the new world, supernatural power, I equated it with fear and pain because of the death it contaminates.

The first time I saw a surviving test subject was when I was 11 years old.

It was a handsome pale Arab teenager.

He didn't succeed in adapting to my ability as he wished, but he was the first to successfully reject it and survived.

When I, who was used to witnessing death, saw him trying to maintain his breathing in front of the operating table, his tears poured new buds of hope into my numb emotions.

In so many years, I have never seen any experimental subject survive the second day after accepting my ability, and he is the first one.

My ability finally... killed one less person.

We stared at each other and shared joys and sorrows in an instant in the tears that fell.

……

But he died later.

The resistant experimental subjects are rare and precious compared to those ordinary people who grabbed a lot of them like dogs before.

After more experiments day after day, he was extremely weak and was judged dead by the experimenter.He was then left unattended in the operating room.

I quietly walked into the operating room.

Witnessing that my little bud of hope was on the verge of death, I grabbed his hand irresistibly, and quietly started the upstream flow.

At first, his eyes burst into a burst of living joy.

But soon, he used this recovered strength to break away from my hand.

I looked at him in bewilderment.

The pale boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old.In the last vitality, he turned his head and looked at me quietly, his brows and eyes were full of worry.

He knew that I couldn't understand what he said, so he just covered my thin and thin hands with those cold hands that were much bigger than me.

A gentle touch is comfort and farewell.

……

He is the real first person to know the existence of my "backflow".

Unfortunately, he still chose to reject this world.

…………

I don't know how to define this world.

Over the years, I have always regarded this place as a reality where dark|dark|fairy tales have taken root.

Just like the daydreams I had when I was a child-a few people have all kinds of weird "superpowers" and can realize all kinds of weird dreams.Even "Planting the Sun" may no longer be a nursery rhyme.

However, the unique advantages of a few people make the reality triumph in a bad direction.

Contrary to the ending in the fairy tale where there are tens of thousands of mansions, everyone is happy, and everyone gets happiness-war, death and more conspiracies are constantly fermenting and expanding under the catalyst of "supernatural powers".It is unknown whether there will be a day of complete chaos and disorder...

——The above are my previous thoughts.

Now I feel like I'm thinking too much.

If it is the world of cartoons, no matter how weird the setting is, world peace will still be achieved in the end, right?

It turns out that all my guesses over the years were all wrong.In fact, I wore it in the Japanese anime I watched in my childhood?

In this case, it seems very reasonable to shoot eye cannons and so on.It is too common for the protagonists of the cartoons I watched as a child to have superpowers.Even four-wheel drive vehicles and spinning tops have souls!

So Conan can become smaller because of that magical medicine, maybe because that medicine is a product of supernatural powers?

The TV only plays the first two or three hundred episodes in a loop every day, and I haven’t watched the latter _(:з」∠)_

And isn't this a suspense horror anime, how can it have super powers!

So the follow-up plot is——Conan and his opponent, the black organization, are actually superpowers. The plot changes from science fiction to fantasy, and the gods start fighting...?

…………

I was lying on the bed in distress, chewing the fried fish brought by the waiter, and felt that this question was a bit scary when I thought about it.

——This involves the question of who "I" is, and whether "I" is really "I".

If you tell me that I am actually a thoughtful person who came alive in the cartoon, then I will be so frightened that I will beat you to death first and then sink you into the pond.

If you tell me I just died somehow and got reduced and I'm still me, then I'm fine with that.

But at this time, I have to pray that the handsome and able to fight is not an important plot character, otherwise I suspect that I have messed up their timeline and plot line, in case...

……

…………

Um?Plot line?

Watson, I have discovered my blind spot!

I said how it feels weird!

I remembered something was wrong!

Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi...! ! !

I know Mori Ogai because I accidentally saw netizens complaining about it before. This guy who caused beriberi is an anti-Japanese hero.

I know Osamu Dazai because he and his "Disqualification in the World" are mentioned in the high school Chinese knowledge manual. Later, a small broken website was inexplicably popular for popularizing knowledge of Japanese literary giants for a while, and I saw this strange man Osamu Dazai and his mistress The stories of the little fours, although I can't remember clearly now.

As for Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi... I saw it in Conan! ! ! ! ! !

Conan named himself Edogawa after Edogawa Ranpo. Fukuzawa Yukichi mentioned in an episode of forgery of [-] yuan bills, and the picture in the middle of the coin is Fukuzawa Yukichi!

Because it actually looks like a politician is drawn in the middle of the [-] yuan bill, I never thought about it.

So what's going on now...

I can't ask Conan why your surname is Edogawa, can I?

Or—"President, why isn't your face printed on the [-] yuan bill?"

Well, then I must be the prettiest boy in the whole detective agency.

***

Nakahara Nakaya has been staying in Tokyo for most of the day because of this unscrupulous woman from the detective agency.

Before entering the bar yesterday, he released a few of his accompanying subordinates to move freely.I thought we would be able to go back to Hong Kong together this morning|black business, but it was almost noon and he was still being entangled.

The boss, Mori Ogai, said euphemistically in the morning——Chuya-kun should come back to work (^_^)

……

At that time, Zhongyuan Zhongye notified several subordinates to go back first by text message on his mobile phone.After the person in charge told him that the group of policemen had already left, Zhongyuan Zhong also prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he took out the wicked wedding ring in his pocket.

The diamonds are high quality and well cut.The inner side of the platinum ring is engraved with a curlicue "C·S", and the edge melts into the pattern of ivy branches.

Nakahara also held the hot ring in his palm, looked left and right in the corridor, it seemed that no one stepped forward and knocked on the door of Aoki Akira's room.

…………

When I heard the doorbell, I hesitated for a moment, then ran to open the door. As expected, there was Zhongye in the Central Plains.

This is a face that I am very familiar with but also the last thing I want to see for the time being.

We looked at each other for less than a second before looking away at the same time.

"Your ring." He held the ring in his palm and handed it to me.

I froze for a moment, and took it with an inexplicable dislike, as if I had seen a double image from the past.

"Thank you."

He didn't reply to my words, but he just lowered his hat and turned away from my door.

I just thought of my necklace after closing the door.But I think it is probably in Hong Kong | Black, so I stopped thinking about going forward to ask for it.

……

Although according to Takagi, I should not have checked in normally, but I still went through the check-out process normally.The front desk clerk in the lobby checked me out as usual.

It appears that this hotel in the port often receives special guests who are not registered.

**

Pulling this obstructive suitcase, I stood on the streets of Tokyo in a daze.

Said it was a trip, but Ranpo definitely didn't want me to get into a fight with Mori Ogai, so he threw me to Tokyo, and tacitly allowed me to fight with that crow organization to vent my anger (cross out), anyway, just make sure I don't die.

Standing blankly among the busy crowd on the streets of Tokyo without doing a travel guide, I seemed quite out of place.

After a moment of hesitation, I took my small suitcase and went to the newsstand to buy a map of Tokyo and a travel recommendation map.

……

Find a place to live first.

The hotel seems to be more convenient, someone can clean it.But the access and personnel exchanges are not private enough, and it is difficult to hide your whereabouts if you are targeted.

The privacy of renting a house alone is enough, but it is very troublesome to clean up...

After deciding, the problems that money can solve are not considered problems.

rent.

So the first step is to rule out Mihua Town.

I first drew a X on the rice crackers on the map.

So next, find a remote place.Anyway, I don't need to consider the convenience of the distance. The remote places are more hidden, and it is not easy to be found.

It's better to keep the scenic spots as far away as possible, so as not to encounter any accidents such as getting lost during travel and find a place to stay.

……

I dragged the box and rummaged through the streets while walking. After 10 minutes, I decided—

Let the agent find it :)

***

Check-in with bags - the joy of money ability.

It is really a wise decision to store gems in space.

The house is located in the suburbs of Tokyo, almost on the mountainside.There are no neighbors around, only a small gravel road leading to the mountain road in front of the door.

The classic rocks, mosses, stone bridges, koi fish ponds, bamboo tube deer and huge cherry blossom trees are all here.Even better, there is a beautiful flowerbed at the back of the courtyard.A large cluster of pink and white Rosaceae blooms crowded next to each other, and it looks like it has been carefully taken care of.

Although the intermediary is sucking blood, seeing me as a single woman came out to find a house and tried to trick me.But after paying the money, I turned my face and managed to turn the excess rent into a hush money for my news, which is still a good deal in general.

click-

?

what sound?

It sounded like a branch snapping.

As soon as I opened the bathroom door after taking a shower, I heard strange movements coming from the garden.

Stuffing a meatball into my mouth, I slowly adjusted my nightgown and wet hair before opening the door and going out.

I'd like to see which little brat comes--

Damn it! ! ! ! ! !

my garden! ! ! ! ! ! !

my garden! ! ! ! ! ! !

I looked at the ruins of the well in front of me, and the complacent expression just now lost its color along with the crushed flowers...

"twitter--"

A strange ear-piercing sound came from the side, and I turned my head to look over with a numb face.

There is a strange thing climbing on the beautiful huge cherry blossom tree...

Shrek?

The whole body is black and green, and it seems to be sticky.No matter how it looks, the skin is as rough as elephant skin.The belly is bulging like an eight month pregnancy, the legs are short and fat, and there are many ears on the head.

It turned its face and yelled and looked at me. The horse rider actually has five eyes!

what! ! !

Myeyes——! ! !

The meatball that hit my mouth from this mental attack immediately tasted bad.

What the hell is this?The gnome in the Weasleys' garden?zero?Little monster?

I opened my left hand and looked, there is no Changxialan seal...

No, this is Japan.

I touched my chest, and there was no Dijia Transformer popping up out of nowhere.

Seeing that it was about to rush towards me, I took two steps back cautiously and tried to circle it.

The ugly guy bumped his head against the wall of the space, and bumped in confusion and tentatively.Realizing that there was indeed something invisible blocking its way, it screamed furiously.

"twitter--"

Then it started banging against the wall.

Me: mobile phone for the elderly in the subway.jpg

I saw that the space could contain this ugly thing, so I just threw it aside and ignored it.

After scanning the garden carefully, I circled the entire courtyard and started the upstream flow.

Broken palisades and fences, trampled rose bushes, broken rocks, and half-collapsed stone bridges.

Watching them recede back to their original integrity made me a little annoyed at my negligence.

——The water flow is too loud when taking a shower, and the house is also soundproof.In addition, my mind was full of "Conan" and "superpowers", but I didn't even notice such a big movement outside.

It's a pity that backtracking can only change the state but not the position.

Although the ugly monster didn't uproot the plants and overturn the stone bridge and its foundation, it basically returned to its original appearance after I went upstream.But there are still a lot of messy stones scattered in the yard.

I leaned over to the fish pond and took a peek—fortunately, the koi are still alive.

Then he looked at the group of stones in distress, feeling really troublesome.

……

"This, this is—"

The sound of galloping footsteps stopped behind me, and a female voice sounded like a royal lady.

I turned around and saw a girl with short blonde hair in a purple-black suit, holding a small hammer tightly in her hand.There is also a rose red... heart on the head of the hammer?

She suppressed her breath and glanced at me, staring at the guy who slammed into the big wall with a frown.

I took a look at her obvious aggressive attitude, and was a little unhappy: "This can't be your pet, can it?"

She seemed to be choked by me, and turned to look at me in surprise: "No..."

"This is the curse spirit... It seems to be around the third level."

"But... you can actually see it..."

……

I rubbed my chin and thought about it, not everyone can see this ugly thing together... Do you need to be gifted with yin and yang eyes?

Glancing at this young girl who might be "chasing and killing the curse spirit", I sighed in my heart that I was the one who watched the sky from a well before.

——Tokyo is really colorful, and the degree of magic is no less than that of Yokohama!