Nanxiong, the disaster of beating the enemy

I told Mi Ji about it.

Mi Ji patted his thigh, jumped up, and shouted, "Is there such a good thing?"

"I still have a lot of materials I want to buy." Mi Ji said, "The prices are so high, I don't know if Dad will spend the money."

While talking, Mi Ji printed out the list from the computer. We don’t have mobile phones yet, so we can only use this primitive method.

I heard Mi Ji muttering there, "One gram of this tela water costs 500 million yuan, and this one kilogram of Tara metal costs 300 million yuan."

...In comparison, I only want to buy 5000 coffee jellies for [-] million, isn't it a bit too childish.

Damn it, is this the four-year-old view on money?

While waiting for the computer to print, Mi Ji didn't know why his mind suddenly turned to the name of beating the enemy.

"I'm going to fight in the Sky Arena soon." Mi Ji said, "I haven't decided on my name for beating the enemy yet."

"What do you think of me being called 'Knockout' or 'Vice-Captain Mayonnaise'?"

"A side-by-side detective who wants to get in the water isn't bad either, just wrap himself in a bandage."

Hey, hey, he used a pseudonym before, but now he just uses the name of the show?

Although there are a few anime characters with this kind of hairstyle with bangs three points, and double black, if Mi Ji can lose weight, he will look quite similar, but if he goes to the Sky Arena dressed like this, he will Let's become a cosplayer.

Although I think the probability that this kind of sky arena that can reasonably fight and kill will pay attention to Two-dimensional is quite low, you can refer to Sheba.

But isn't the matter of beating the enemy's flower name something that Shiba made up to prevent me from running out with Il fans and can't afford not to want my name to be "Saiki Kusuo"?

I didn’t have the name of beating the enemy, but Mi Ji actually believed it. Well, it’s really hard for Yiermi to turn himself into a Sakyamuni, except for the saying that the name of beating the enemy needs to match the appearance. People understand, and no wonder he makes mistakes.

Before I could explain, Mi Ji shook his head, "I don't want to be regarded as a weird cosplayer either."

It turned out that he also knew that there would be this problem.

Yi Ermi's Sakyamuni Mogan's head shape is ugly, but it is still his own original design. Probably his shape has only this advantage.

"But if you need to change your appearance into a fake name, it's better to choose a prettier one." Mi Ji stroked his chin and pondered, "I don't want to be like Big Brother."

Hey, hey, you despise the aesthetics of Il fans again, you have become more courageous.

See, Ilmi went out and turned herself into a custard nail mohawk, really setting a bad example in beating the enemy.

Sakyamuni nails Mohawk head, why do I feel that there are too many elements.

Don't think about it, really, what kind of fancy name do you need to go out to play, and it's not about beating up the enemy's oiran and parading through the streets. Even if it is true, the only person in our group who can be of the right age is the strong man Shiba.

I don't want to laugh anymore.

I asked Mi Chi to think about it when he got back, maybe in the time he wasted thinking about this, Shiba would regret not taking us out.

Although if Shiba doesn't want to go, I can go by myself.

Say it again, teleportation is high!

This is a big deal, and Mi Ji didn't think about it any more. It happened that the printer also printed his list. Mi Ji packed it up in a hurry, and didn't want to run to the gate of the underworld to gather, so he yelled at me. "Kusuo Ameng, give me a ride."

The recently popular "Scientific Doraemon That Can Do Anything" is really annoying. Miji now likes to call me "Kusuo Ameng" if I ask for something, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Take him for a ride with teleportation.

We arrived at the "Gate of the Underworld" in the next second.

Shiba was already waiting for us at the door. His loose lion head hair was tied behind his head with a rubber band, which made him look much fresher. He was not wearing the same outfit as there were thirty sets in the closet. Clothes like martial arts uniforms, but ordinary casual clothes, and wearing a pair of sunglasses.

The overall attire looks like an ordinary trendy man, and no one would have thought that he would be the head of the house who beat the enemy.

【You said Dad's nickname wouldn't be 'Extreme Daoist Husband'? 】

Mi Ji suddenly had a small talk with me from the bottom of his heart.

Take a closer look at the fact that it doesn’t look like it. After all, there is still a big difference between a black suit and a white T-shirt, and the apron that represents the housewife is missing.

But if you add the stroller on the side and my small backpack with water, ah, it's the ultimate babysitter.

Once I accepted this setting, Shiba in my eyes became an image of wearing an apron with an embroidered Irmi Mohawk around her waist.

Harm me.

This can also be regarded as a boomerang sent from me, pierced Shiba, and then pierced Shiba.

Anyway, I was just smiling, but Shiba got the nickname of "Extreme Master Husband" for beating enemies.

Mi Chi couldn't help secretly laughing, I could still hold it back, but I almost made a "biu—" sound because of the tight lips, but I stopped it, um, I didn't lose face.

Shiba looked at us several times, and secretly asked me in his heart.

【You guys went to the Two-dimensional world again? 】

[No, it's a quadratic equation. 】

I replied blankly, and sat in my stroller.

I actually don't really like sitting in a stroller, but there's nothing I can do about it, and I can put up with it just to go out.

I sat on the stroller and said to Shiba, "It's time to go."

[... Brat. 】

Shiba scolded me from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't see it on his face, he said, "And Amano."

Why is there him?

I didn't inform Amano Yuki either, but his ability is indeed a good hand in obtaining information.

For example, when Xiba went out, some servants would also be notified, and the probability of being known by Amano Yuyuki increased.

If Amano Yuxue went to Shiba, there would be almost no possibility of Shiba's rejection, and it would not be a big deal.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Amano Yuxue to rush over.

He was wearing a sunhat and suspenders, and he was dressed in a sunny manner. When he ran over, he bowed politely to Shiba and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Shiba didn't care about this and shook his head.

Then Amano Yuxue whispered to me, "It's so cunning, you don't take me with you when you go out, I have been helping..."

I stopped Amano Yuyuki before he could finish his sentence.

[Shut up, Mi Ji still doesn't know that I'm going to hold a birthday party for him. 】

【Eh?Didn't you chat with him for so long?I thought he knew all about it. 】

When chatting, the windows were closed tightly and the curtains were drawn. Without the premise of voyeurism for 60 seconds, Amano Yuyuki could not know the specific content of our chat and probably knew that we were chatting.

I don't want to tell him the whole process, I just ask Amano Yuxue not to let her slip up.

Being able to go out to play and being in a good mood, Yuki Amano nodded.

[Just to buy some blingbling decorations. 】

[I found a good place to prepare quietly. 】

"What are you whispering?" Mi Ji leaned over at this moment, "It's suspicious."

"It's nothing," Amano Yuki had a cute smile on her face, "Because Kusuo seems to hate me, so I want to know why."

"……No."

What else can I do, I can only answer like this.

When everyone arrived, Xi Ba said to Mi Ji, "Go and open the door first."

Mi Ji, who was suddenly named, was stunned for a moment, and quickly trotted two steps to the door, put both hands on the gate of the underworld, gritted his teeth and exerted strength.

The Gate of the Underworld shook tremblingly at first, and then was slowly pushed by Mi Ji to open a crack, the gap was getting bigger and bigger, enough to pass a person walking normally, Mi Ji couldn't take it anymore, his arm was in the Trembling, I want to help him, but...

[Kusuo, I don’t want your help. 】

This is the first time that Mi Ji has said this to me so clearly.

I didn't help him, just watched him hold the door.

Obviously the opening was wide enough for us to walk through, but Shiba didn't let the joke stop.

At this time, Mi Ji's hand suddenly loosened, seeing that the gate of the underworld was about to hit back, I was about to use my thoughts to help him, Xiba stepped forward to help him, and supported him with one hand.

This door to the underworld weighs 2 tons, and it is already amazing that Miji's body can last for so long.

However, Shiba has always played the role of a strict father during training, and basically doesn't praise people very much.

Mi Chi stared at Shiba carefully while panting.

Shiba paused and said, "Well done, Miji."

Miji's eyes widened slightly, then he nodded vigorously, laughed, and replied loudly, "Yes."

【You smile like a flower. 】

I gave the joke back the descriptor I used to joke about how I looked like eating coffee jelly.

But now he is still stuck in the emotion of [Dad actually praised me] and cannot extricate himself, and he is still humming "The Happy Family of Beating the Enemy" in his heart.

Forget it, Mi Chi has gone silly with joy.

I'll just focus on breathing the air outside.

In order to avoid being seen by tourists who come to the gate of the underworld, we must leave after six o'clock.

The sightseeing time of the gate of the underworld is from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am, and then from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm. This [-]:[-] pm means that the venue must be cleared at [-]:[-] pm.

Although it was only six o'clock, it was already completely dark. Fortunately, Shiba drove a car, and I didn't want to walk in the dark.

If this is the case, why don't I just teleport and take everyone to the woods around the town below. Actually, I want to do this, but Shiba won't let me.

Our home is on the top of the mountain, and the town is at the bottom of the mountain. It only takes half an hour to drive, but Xiba is not driving but racing, and it must be faster.

Suddenly, a loud voice rushed towards me. This is the volume of my heart that I have never seen since I was born.

It seems to be filled with data directly into the brain. I have seen the roast suckling pig of the chef who beat the enemy, just like this, he kept stuffing all kinds of messy side dishes into the pig's belly.

My brain is running fast, and countless voices come from near or far, matching the voice of my heart, chattering non-stop.

very noisy!

To shut up!

"What's wrong with Kusuo?" Mi Chi grabbed my shoulder and shook it vigorously.

I didn't know when, the car we were sitting in had already floated into the air, and Shiba had already put down the steering wheel, turned around and stared at me.

"Look, Kusuo, you can't bear this at all. Without the beat enemy, your brain will be filled with a lot of useless information." Shiba said, "They tell you all useless information, but they can make you Your brain is running fast, and after that, your superpowers will run wild like they are now."

[This is the power of beating the enemy. ] Sheba said, [A sanctuary where you can always sleep peacefully. 】

Why are you selling Amway at this time, you bastard dad.

"So what are you thinking now?" Shiba asked, "Do you still want to go to the town?"

The lights of the town are already in front of my eyes, but at the same time, there are overwhelming voices in my head, they are so powerful that they are completely flooded, as if they want to drown me.

There was a cold sweat on my back.

My telepathy is completely a passive skill. It is actually not subject to my own subjective control and cannot be turned off. When beating the enemy, everyone will keep their brains quiet. Of course, it is basically not used when accounting or working Possibly, but this sound is within my tolerance range.

But there are too many living people in the town, and it is too noisy.

Relatively speaking, it's like entering a noisy vegetable market from a quiet museum. This transition is not insignificant.

To be honest, my brain is about to explode. If I don't have my sanity, maybe I will come back to "Leaking Super Power", but it will not be a matter of a few locks of hair.

No wonder Sheba didn't let me teleport before.

If I suddenly encountered the impact of this explosion of heart voice, I might really explode and destroy the town directly.

Since I can easily shoot the walls made of special materials in our home, I know that this is not a lie.

But after the initial shock, I could clearly feel that I was adapting to the noise.

Although it is still there, the brain has gradually gotten used to this running speed, and the overheated CPU began to cool down.

Ya Lie Ya Lie, it can be done.

I nodded to Shiba and said, "Go."

Shiba couldn't see if it was a surprise, but raised his eyebrows, "Not bad."

That's true, for him, it should be normal that I can't control myself, but it's a surprise that I can control myself.

Oops, Sheba won't be surprised by my talent again, and want to throw me the position of Patriarch who beat the enemy.

Fortunately, Xiba didn't say anything more, he tapped the accelerator, and the driving speed was much slower than before, which gave me a chance to adapt.

My telepathy is a circle centered on me. I haven't particularly calculated the distance, but it's about 10 kilometers away.

The closer I got to the town, the more places my telepathy covered, those voices and noises were rolling in my brain and ears, it was like a loudspeaker shouting directly in my ears, "Kusuo, your coffee jelly was destroyed. Steal it!" Same, making people irritable.

【Hey, this guy is so boring, when will it end. 】

[Why do you have to work overtime at this point?Punch and kick the smelly boss. 】

"Can I go to the notorious Beat the Enemy tomorrow? By the way, can I see the real person who beat the Enemy?"

"Hey, this old man is not a devil, change your personality and become an idol."

very noisy.

But it was barely bearable. Although it was like a straw on the river, floating unsteadily in the water, it only needed to apply a little more force to make it sink to the bottom, but it did gradually calm down.

All in all, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Ok.

Shiba's car also parked in the parking lot.

"Are you okay, Kusuo." Miji looked at me worried.

"It's okay, it's just a little noisy." I replied.

Amano Yuyuki thought for a while and took out an earplug from the backpack. This earplug is the kind that is worn on the head, and there are two rabbit ears on it, which are very cute and furry.

"Lend this earplug to the baby."

...Everyone present knows his true nature, so can we stop calling me a baby for character design?

And let alone whether these earplugs are useful to me, I will not wear this kind of furry rabbit ear shape.

But Shiba was one step faster than I refused, quickly took the earplugs from Amano Yuyuki, and then roughly punched me on the head.

I was about to take this thing off and throw it over Sheba's head, but my hand froze.

Oops, there's really no sound.

It doesn't mean that the voice of the heart is also controlled, but that the physical sound that can be heard by the ear has indeed disappeared.

Probably because I was rescued from playing the trumpet and the suona in the past, and became only the trumpeter. It is better than nothing.

Well, I admit that I am really fragrant.

"How is it? This is not bad." Amano Yuyuki said, "The material inside is very special Bai Duoye cotton, and the sound insulation effect is particularly good."

"But it took me so many years to get this little bit." Amano Yuki said, "This is what I lent you, and you will return it to me when you go back."

I will not be greedy for such a little thing.

"I really like these rabbit ears. Both the shape and the sound insulation effect are superb, and there are some cute designs." Amano Yuki showed it to everyone while talking.

He didn't know where to press the remote control, and the rabbit ears on the top of my head started to shake, and the left ear folded a bit, as if I made a "wink" with rabbit ears.

[Nan... Kusuo Rabbit! 】

Miji, even if it's almost your birthday, I won't forgive you.

It reminded me of the memory of Shiba holding his head and floating in the air again.

All in all, if you just hold back your patience, it will be a little easier, at least the sound has been reduced by half, and it is worth it for the coffee jelly.

Nothing should happen.

But it turned out that I thought too much, I never thought that after a while, everyone became my crazy fan, waving their hands and shouting "Please say one more word", just like zombies seeing human beings overwhelming me coming.

If I could predict the future, I would never do this.

It's bad enough.