Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Grumble rumble..."

Skillfully following the tide and being photographed back to the shore, I spit out bubbles and turned over expressionlessly, squinting my eyes and waiting for the sun to dry the water on my body.

Writing Sharingan requires a lot of brain power and chakra to cross time and space. I don’t want to waste the time waiting for the CD to cool down. I first jumped into the sea and swam around the island. After nothing happened, I went around by land. After hitting the island once, refreshing the status of the land's top predator, he began to jump into the sea every day.

After experiencing a considerable number of sea jumping cruises, I discovered a fact with great certainty and great despair-that is, there is no second Homo sapiens besides me.

A certain unknown ocean, a certain unknown small island, surrounded by strange ocean currents, strange stars in the sky, and a strange climate brought by the blowing sea breeze. Except for the self-contained ecological group, there is not much In addition to drinking fresh water and eating food, there is no trace of human life, which led to the failure of my original plan of grabbing a random aborigine to confirm the location.

The only consolation is that the active wooden chakra in the body told me that at least there is nothing wrong with the world, at most it is that the landing direction deviates too much...

Fortunately, even if the general orientation cannot be known, according to the path of the sun above the head and the degree of venom, it can be known that the dimension here is closer to the equator... But after thinking about it, the strange terrain of the Naruto World and the moon are all shot up The concept of space, knowing this seems to be of no use...

"That's why we got nothing today, Robin Huahua."

The sea water on my body dries up quickly, and I have never experienced the exclusive version of sunbathing on the beach before. I slowly got up and shook off the salt particles on my body, and walked to the freshwater lake waterfall not far away.

"Strange, I clearly felt a large and gentle life form nearby, but I couldn't find it after going around for several times. Is it because I am blind that the seawater will become invisible?"

As my bare feet stepped out of the sand, I walked to the tree where the coat and shoes were hung, put the coat on my shoulders, and combed the hair that grew very fast because of good nutrition, and it grew to the back of my hip , threw it aside, and finally picked up the big naginata that was leaning against the tree trunk as quietly as a chicken.

'If you dare to see something you shouldn't see, or make a sound you shouldn't make, you will die. ' I said threateningly.

'...' Da Naginata continued to close the microphone.

well.

I nod with satisfaction.

If there is anything I am not used to, it is that since..., the male and female consciousness that I have been downplaying has finally come out to show a sense of existence, which has caused a lot of inconvenience in life, but Yan Rong, who was threatened by me three times a day, seems to be even more I am relieved.

As I walked, I inevitably thought of the other two, and my expression drifted.

In fact, there are ways to solve it as soon as possible. For example, whoever is the ancestor of the Sharingan family, and whoever is about to understand space, although...but...I think it is very dangerous to call anyone at this time.

Thinking about it this way, I seem to understand why he would be happy when I guard against Yan Rong.

...I don't quite understand your thoughts as male creatures.

Anyway, that's it, the two rescuers near Chi Chi can't be used, so I can only think of other ways.

I originally thought that the huge and non-aggressive life around me was a kind of cetacean. Of course, it would be better if it was a kind that is friendly to humans. I can still have a dream of riding a whale. Now it seems that even the water splash None touched.

"Ah—what should I do, Rope Tree, if you drag on like this, you won't become a Sleeping Beauty—"

With nothing to do, I started howling to the sky irritably, "Give me a hint because we have been together for more than 20 years, my heart is thousands of miles away... ah."

I stopped suddenly, pressed my chest, and listened intently.

Just now, it seemed that my heartbeat jumped a little bit more without warning—but the strong and steady pulsation from my palm told me that it didn't make this beat.

A guess came to my mind, and I slowly opened my eyes wide.

If it’s not this one, then there will only be the one that was cut by me just now, once belonged to me, and is now beating in another person’s chest!

"It really does exist," I said in a trance, "no, I can feel it even if the heart is not in the body, it's also quite unreal..."

Following this indescribable feeling, I looked towards a certain direction, and this direction was - northwest!

Boom!Boom!Boom——

The beating of the heart drum became more and more rapid. This was not the conduction from the body, but the resonance of the vibrating soul. The sudden dizziness made me stagger and fall to the ground. Subconsciously, I stretched out my hand to support it.

The outstretched hand is the right hand.

In a distorted and blurred field of vision, the back of the smooth right hand is so white that it glows against the dark soil.

Right... the back of the hand?

……

Wandering sea.

Phineas Chaldea, the human existence guarantee institution rebuilt here, is conducting a light-hearted Holy Grail farce.

Although the Holy Grail is once again in crisis, Chaldea's sirens are howling from time to time, and occasionally a large-scale fighting will break out, but these have already experienced the burning of human nature, meeting gods and gods, meeting ghosts and ghosts, From the perspective of the human master who chopped down more than one hand of the fantasy tree of the lore belt, this is not a problem.

After all, some dragon maidens can meet the Holy Grail once a year and walk all the way, while some Amakusa can't get one every year-this matter is already the consensus of the whole Chaldea, isn't it? ?

So, of course, the point is not this, the point is to draw cards, ah no, of course the point is to conclude a contract with the new heroic spirit!

Since the last time the doctor came back suddenly, he plunged into the research room and spent a week with little Da Vinci in the workshop, tinkering with the mutual assistance function of a parallel world. The masters of different worlds can support each other with a heroic spirit , Greatly improved the combat power, and the same, this support system became the proof that the masters posted cards to each other in the end, ah no, they showed each other and the fetters of heroic spirits.

So this time we must draw the little prince!

The boy named Fujimaru Tachika held the colorful stone in his hand with a determined face.

"Come out, traveler—"

"Senior—" The girl with pink and purple hair knocked open the door in a panic, and smashed the terminal in her hand to the boy's face, "The big thing is bad!"

"Pfft..." Fujimaru Tachika, who was photographed firmly, separated her face from the screen with difficulty, skillfully comforted the obviously flustered little eggplant, took the tissue she handed over and wiped her nose, "It's okay...why?" Matthew?"

It is impossible for the Holy Grail to be taken by Amakusa.

"No, it's something bigger than this." As soon as he mentioned this, Matthew Kyrielight was immediately distracted, and pressed his hand on the application interface on the terminal, "Look at this."

"New application?" Fujimaru Tatsuka recognized the interface, and moved his head curiously, "Just agree, I remember I upgraded my friend status not long ago...Huh?"

"It seems that you can see that something is wrong." Matthew, who is holding the terminal, has a serious expression, "The application appeared suddenly, and I handed it over to Da Vinci for investigation. It’s the same as connecting here...and, the most terrifying thing is, look here, the support column.”

The details page in the upper right corner of the application was unfolded smoothly, and the two heads that got together saw the same row.

"She—" the weak human Master's expression was shocked: "She actually killed herself in every job agency!"

What a lonely and arrogant strong man this is!

Fujimaru Tachika's expression was already approaching in the direction of admiration and worship.

"Senior, is there another possibility," Matthew asked in a low voice, "She doesn't have any servants she can use?"

"What you said is also reasonable, after all, looking at this plain and simple application reason..."

The human master who was drawn back by his wandering thinking silently stared at the reason for the application: requesting the support of a heroic spirit with a boat, it doesn't matter the character, the strength doesn't matter, as long as there is a boat!

The boys and girls looked at each other, and they all saw the pity in each other's eyes.

Is this thrown to some uninhabited desert island? Wow, the logistics portal there is worse than ours.

"So, do you want to pass, senior?"

"Come on, it's really miserable."

"Okay, then I agree."

"Hmm... But, the investigation was done by Da Vinci himself? Isn't it always the doctor's responsibility?"

"Doctor," Matthew's expression paused, "Senior, do you still remember the last time you suddenly dropped coffee in the control room and drew a teleportation array to open the door, only to be beaten out by the vicious natives inside?"

"...No way, the injury from last time hasn't healed yet?" Fujimaru Tatsuka was shocked, and forgot to draw the card that he was thinking about at first. "Didn't you say it's easy to strike?"

"Yeah," the girl hesitated, "I don't know why, but the knife is said to have a special attack against the undead nature. Although it is obvious that the subordinates have restrained themselves, it still creates a wound that will never heal if they don't cultivate well."

And the doctor saw it as a person who refused to take a good rest.

Fujimaru Tachika, who is also very aware of this point, said he understood: "So he was taken away and forced to rest. Good job."

"Ah, the support channel has been established." While answering the question, his reliable junior stuffed the terminal back into Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand, "Senior, which one should the supporting heroic spirit choose?"

"At sea, it would be better to choose Rider. Help people to the end. Please send her to the shore with a heroic spirit with a high riding level. It is best for a girl who is not too difficult to get along with and is alone..." Fujimaru Tachika Click on the selection of the cavalry, and then glanced at the appearance of the requester, lost in thought, "First rule out the black beard."

The black beard who was poking his head and actively raised his hand was furious: "Wait—"

"Hey," Matthew was shocked: "When did you show up!"

"As soon as this message appeared, I started to wait and see, hum," Edward Teach, the heroic spirit known as [Blackbeard], had a strange smile, his eyes lingering on the names in the friend column, "Sure enough, this surname, this appearance, and these eyes! Ohhhhhh!!"

Matthew, who grew up in a sterile room, had a simple experience, and his understanding of the outside world is mostly serious literature: "?"

Although I also watched it, and even followed the end of Hokage sincerely, but in fact, because the savior has been on the job for six years, Fujimaru Tachika's memory has faded: "?"

With difficulty ignoring the all-round Azhai who had gone crazy to the point of losing his sanity, the reliable savior made a decision: "In short, exclude Mr. Blackbeard, and let's see which Riders with boats are available."

"——If you are free, Master, I can."

A voice appeared at the right time: "Although what I own is not so much a ship as a submarine, but the purpose of that caller is to leave that sea area."

"Captain?" After seeing the owner of the voice clearly, Fujimaru Tachika had a helpless expression, and found that it was impossible to draw a card if this matter was not resolved, so he had to reluctantly put down the holy crystal in his hand, "You are also interested ?"

"Of course, as long as you can drive it, you don't have to stick to the boat, right?" The Rider, who had been listening for an unknown amount of time, appeared, his eyes fell on the "island" floating in the boundless sea, showing an eager expression.

"And my ride, is an A."