The waste firewood of the five family

"Unfortunately, I can't bring you all in." Liudaomu said, turning his head to look at Tsunayoshi, "So, are you ready?"

"You said you're ready..." Gang Ji licked the corner of his mouth nervously, then closed his eyes, "It's like this..."

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Before the last word was uttered, Tsuna Yoshi felt that the originally dim vision became even more dim.

This is... the consciousness space of the slate?

It was too dark.

Tsuna opened his eyes in a daze, and found that although the darkness around him was not as dark as in the night, it was indeed a little dark and hazy.

"Hello."

A voice without the slightest emotion sounded.

Gang Ji was startled, he looked towards the source of the sound, and found the figure of a child standing quietly not far from him.

There is a faint light around the figure, but it is enough for people to see what it looks like.

Yes, it, not him or her.

This is a beautiful child who is a bit too much, with a head of slightly yellowish white long hair hanging down smoothly, big eyes like glass balls staring at Tsunaki without blinking.

"You are..." Gang Ji hesitated, and then expressed his guess, "Slate consciousness?"

"Meeting you for the first time." The slate consciousness responded, "To be precise, I met you for the first time in this form."

"Ah, yes." Gangji scratched his head, "When we met before, you still looked like a slate."

"I was rude when we first met," said the slate consciousness, "I didn't realize that you were from another world."

"It doesn't matter." Gangji shook his head.

The scene was quiet for a while.

A few seconds later, the child transformed into Shiban's consciousness took a few steps in the direction of Gangji.

"What do you want to ask me." It said bluntly.

Although I was a little surprised by the directness of the stone slab, it became easier to speak this way.

Therefore, Gang Ji asked the question that he was most concerned about at present: "May I ask if you have a way to restrain the spread of energy?"

"Is the energy of the slate overflowing?" The slate consciousness said, "This is caused by the friction between the two worlds. I'm not sure if it can be done."

"The time and space of the world you were in before is much more stable than this side." Slate Consciousness said, "So when the two worlds merge, this side is particularly affected."

Gangji subconsciously said: "Sorry."

"No need to apologize, this has nothing to do with you." The slate consciousness said, "When the two worlds are merged, time and space will naturally be more stable. The current chaos is just a necessary stage."

"That being said..." Tsuna Yoshi looked at the slate conscious sincerely, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Is your flame a kind of life energy?" asked the slate consciousness.

"Yes." Gangji nodded.

"Then don't mess around." The slate consciousness said affirmative words with a blank face, "You have made enough efforts before."

Gangji was startled.

"Isn't it?" Slate Consciousness tilted his head, "The years you were in a coma were all about providing energy for this world."

At the age of eight, Tsuna suddenly fell into a coma.

For no reason.

Gojo Satoru invited one famous doctor after another from being inappropriate at the beginning to being confused and flustered to burning with anxiety, but to no avail.

From the outside, Tsunaki's state is close to a vegetative state, but in fact he just can't control his body to wake himself up.

Because the world draws on Tsunayoshi's flame like crazy.

Tsuna tried to struggle, such as sending the flame out all at once, or trying to hold the flame, but it didn't work.

The world seems to regard him as a flame storage tank, slowly extracting the flames of Tsuna Ji, neither too much nor too little, so that he can keep a trace of flame at all times, but he can't because he is close to exhausting his life energy. In the state of waking up, there is quite a plan to flow slowly.

In this dark space, it seems that apart from consciousness, there is nothing that he can control.

No one's mentality can remain positive under these circumstances.

Tsunaki no longer wants to recall how he got there in the first few months. In short, he was extremely depressed and bored, but he could only helplessly watch his flame being taken away. His smiling face is already clouded.

Why is it so.

Tsuna lay flat in his consciousness space, his eyes dull.

Why would you draw my power.

Why not take them all in one go.

Maybe if I take them all away, I can return to the original world.

No, how could I have such a weak thought...

But I really... have tried my best, and there is nothing I can do...

Even if it makes me completely unconscious.

I don't want to be so sober and powerless looking at the people around me worrying about me anymore.

Tsuna laid her arms across her eyes, and tears quickly wet her sleeves, and then dried quickly.

In the end... what should I do.

Gang Ji looked at his palm, his eyes were hollow and broken.

"Then go to sleep."

In a trance, a voice said in Gangji's ear.

You won't feel pain when you sleep.

So is it.

Gangji's mind became dizzy, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, gradually sinking into darkness.

When he woke up again, Dresden Slate came to him.

Unfamiliar information flooded into the depths of Tsunaki's consciousness domineeringly, waking him up involuntarily.

Tsuna opened his eyes in a daze, and a glowing slate came into view.

"You are..." Gang Ji sat up, confused about the situation for a while.

"I hope you can become the next king." Dresden Slate said sternly, "You have the potential."

As for what happened next, Tsuna Kichi was forcibly transferred power by the slate after politely refusing, so the depression left before falling asleep and the confusion after being forcibly awakened finally erupted under this familiar tough attitude of ignoring the client’s thoughts , the ignited orange-red flame slammed into the Dresden stone slab.

The power and consciousness of the Dresden Slate were squeezed out of Gang Ji's consciousness space, as if he was terrified of being burned, and he never took the initiative to come again.

After Gangji drove the slate away, he finally remembered where he was, and the bad memories surged up again.

Only this time, Tsuna saw that Gojo Satoru and Fukui Hui had regained their composure, but it was not like the indifference after getting used to it.

"Little Tsunakichi, please hold on a little longer." Gojo Satoru poked Tsunakichi's face, "It will get better."

Fu Heihui took Wujo Wu's hand away in disgust: "Don't bully Tsunayoshi."

This activity has almost become a necessary check-in item for the two of them. Although there are occasional sighs, most of the time they are full of hope.

It's as if someone has told them to just be patient.

Gang Ji felt relieved a lot.

He felt the flames in his body that were still in a low-energy state, but his mood was very calm.

What is wrong with the cornerstone of this world, and it needs to continuously provide energy for it.

If your own flame can stabilize the world, it's okay to keep it like this.

Speaking of which, Vongola's ring is one of the cornerstones of the original world, so after I provide energy for this world, maybe the two worlds can merge faster after the affinity of the two worlds increases.

Maybe that way we'll see you all soon.

Tsunaji thought bitterly.

back to reality.

The slate consciousness is quietly waiting for Tsuna's reply.

"Yes." Tsuna's smile was a bit bitter, "In those few years, I was indeed providing energy for this world."

"I thank you on behalf of this world." The slate consciousness said, "Due to the fusion of different worlds in those years, the stability of this world was in jeopardy, so a strong cornerstone was urgently needed."

"That's why I was chosen." Tsuna said following its words.

"That's right." The slate consciousness nodded, "You were the most suitable candidate at that time."

"And this world will stop asking for energy from you immediately after it is out of the danger of collapsing." The slate consciousness said, "This is also the reason why you can wake up later."

Hearing what it said, Gang Ji vaguely had a somewhat outrageous but reasonable guess.

"I found a flame that is almost exactly the same as the one I have on ordinary people in this world." Tsuna said, "As far as I know, the world here does not have this kind of power."

"Oh?" The slate consciousness glanced at Gangji, "You mean that ordinary people have the same flame as you?"

"That's right." Tsuna looked at the slate and realized, "And it was obtained through a special flame device."

"I don't know about it." The slate consciousness shook his head, "But what is certain is that the flames in the flame device cannot be produced out of thin air."

"Your flames should be their source."