Oda is always misunderstood

The instructor didn't dare to be negligent, and packed all the materials of [Oda] and sent them to the boss's mailbox overnight.

In front of the dimly lit computer, Renye Karasuma clicked on the information, and the more she read it, the more absorbed she became.

One of them caught his attention:

[...Suddenly accidentally during the mission, he was seriously injured.The accompanying partner brought him back to the base, and his life was still hanging by a thread after rescue. ]

[…The speed of self-healing of the wound is different from that of ordinary people. After a day and a night, he woke up and was able to get out of bed and walk.After follow-up inspection, the wound healed perfectly and there were no hidden injuries, and the mission could be performed again at any time. ]

Renye Karasuma finished reading the report.

He couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, and his hand holding the mouse became tighter and tighter.

He knew that this was the person he had been looking for.

Such a physique will definitely be able to develop a medicine to bring his aging body back to youth.

Karasuma Renye was still trying to name the boy's wine on the return bus, but now she took the lead in deciding on the name of the research project team.

"……recovery."

"In the future, the medicine that can bring me back to life and return to my youth is called resuscitation."

In the base, [Oda Sakunosuke] didn't know anything, he calmly handed in the mission report, and then quickly returned to daily life.

Training, following the predecessors to go out to perform tasks, training...

Life is no different from the past. When there is no task, he still has to participate in the training of students, crawling and rolling, and never fails.

No one knew that he had met the big boss of the organization once, so the instructor naturally didn't dare to make a statement about the boss to the public.As for Oda...he had long since put this matter behind him.

On the training ground.

The boys and girls in camouflage training uniforms straightened their spines and tensed every inch of their nerves.

Wait a moment for free combat training, the instructor is assigning the team list for sparring.

Almost most people have only one thought at the moment: don't be him! ! !

The instructor glanced over the queue, and quickly read a name, and everyone who was read was secretly relieved.

It wasn't until the end that the instructor said, "Kurosawa, you and Oda are on the same team."

It's okay, it's okay, I didn't get into a group with that monster.Kurosawa is really unlucky, he was the one who trained with Oda last time in martial arts.Did he really not offend the instructor?

Under everyone's rejoicing eyes, Kurosawa has always looked calm.

Oda doesn't care who the opponent is, for him, this is his "schedule", which must be completed according to quality and quantity.

He and Kurosawa lined up at the same time and answered "Yes".

"I don't need to say more about the old rules, right?" the instructor shouted, "Start now!"

The crowd dispersed immediately, divided into two pairs, wary of each other, and fought fiercely in an instant.

Kurosawa Jin and Oda were a little slower, and they were squeezed among the fighting crowd, and there was very little room to let go of their hands and feet.

Kurosawa frowned, quickly scanned around, and locked on an open space on the edge of the training ground.

"Go there." The silver-haired boy raised his chin and said coldly.

"Yes." Oda had no objection, and said concisely: "Let's go."

They quickly arrived at the selected location, and the second Oda stood still, Kurosawa punched him, so fast that most people couldn't react.

But Oda was not an ordinary person, he turned around to avoid it, and even had room to return an equally heavy punch.

In the blink of an eye, the two were wrestling together, making fist-to-flesh bang bang sounds.Hei Ze didn't hold back at all, and used his moves to hit the vital parts with vicious methods. Not only was he not afraid of killing people, but he seemed worried that he would not be able to kill people.

"Why, Oda, is this all you can do!" In the gap between them, Kurosawa took a few breaths, his eyes were extremely unfriendly.

He could feel that Oda wasn't doing his best.

Oda, of course, is not full of killer moves like him.The instruction given by the instructor is "free fighting training", which is training, not killing.

"No." Oda replied sternly like a robot, "I have other abilities."

"Then you just look down on me?" Kurosawa gritted his teeth.

Oda answered every question: "No."

Kurosawa was about to go mad with anger, the young man was so hot that he couldn't completely hide his emotions.He stared at the red-haired boy angrily, his green eyes were full of anger, "How dare you..."

The two fought again, each threw the other to the ground, and received each other's fists, and neither could do anything to the other.It wasn't until the instructor blew his whistle and fired a bullet into the sky that the two could barely separate.

"Oh? One group had a little accident today." The instructor jumped off the stage and stepped forward.

All Moses divided the sea to make way for him.

Standing at the edge of the crowd, Oda saw a boy with a round face who was only fifteen or sixteen years old lying on the concrete floor.

With eyes wide open, the injuries on his body are serious, and his chest won't heave.

he died.

The audience watched indifferently as the instructor kicked the dead body on the ground. The man snorted, turned to the short-haired girl, and said coldly, "Did you kill him?"

The girl's beautiful face was covered with blood, and the blood flowed from her forehead, and her eyes were blood red.She was in such a mess that she couldn't stand upright anymore, and her injuries were only a lot more than those on the ground.

"Yes." The girl nodded, and said carelessly: "He is a respectable opponent, and he insisted on going all out when communicating with each other. Of course, I have to repay him with the same serious attitude. I didn't expect to accidentally use too much force... …Sorry, Instructor."

I can't even believe this.

Everyone understood that this was a rollover accident in which a boy wanted to kill her but was killed instead.

Only Oda wondered in his heart: Why is another one using too much force.

The instructor raised his eyebrows and elongated his voice: "So that's how it is."

"Since it is 'accidentally exerting too much force', there will be no punishment. After all, you have obeyed my words and 'go all out' during training." The instructor said with a smile, "You did a good job, everyone learned Come on, pay more attention to the safety of yourself and your opponent during training."

The last sentence was bitten very hard, and the tone was extremely weird, so I almost told everyone: hit the other party to death, die or die, either you die or the other dies, you choose yourself.

Instructor: "Do you understand?"

No one answered him.

The instructor roared in displeasure: "Are you all deaf?!"

Everyone shook, and shouted loudly: "Yes! We will definitely go all out!"

The voice resounded through the sky.

Oda was mixed in the crowd, saying that he was going all out, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Well, today I also managed to go all out according to the instructor's standard.

On the basis of training as hard as possible, the personal safety of myself and the opponent is guaranteed, and what I have done should meet the instructor's standards.

Oda is very satisfied with today's training results.

"Okay, disband." The instructor was also very satisfied, and grabbed the passing boy: "Go and call the logistics to collect the body."

The boy didn't dare to disobey, and ran away in a hurry.

For some reason, Oda paused as he walked towards the dining hall.

Collect the body...

Why did his mind feel so familiar with this word?I really don't understand.

Oda blinked, and forgot about it in a blink of an eye, and went to the cafeteria to cook alone with a blank expression.

He completely ignored the meaningful look in the instructor's eyes when he spoke, and he didn't think about why the instructor never punished someone who died of "accidental excessive force" during training.

Everyone has long agreed that free combat can kill the opponents at will-this is why they are afraid of being in the same team with Oda. Looking at the whole audience, except for Kurosawa who can fight with him a few times, who is Oda really going to kill? Who can stop it? !

The unspoken rules of the whole base are tacit and almost on the surface, but only Oda does not know.

That time, Oda had just finished his mission and was arrested for training within half an hour of his return. The bloody smell from his body hadn't disappeared, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes.Walking from a distance, the murderous look is awe-inspiring, like a living Shura.

Those who practiced against him were terrified to death, so they plucked up the courage to beg him for mercy before starting, and tactfully begged him to show mercy.

Oda shook his head, his gray-blue eyeballs showed an inorganic coldness, and he said flatly, "No, the instructor said that everyone must do their best."

The boy standing opposite him thought he was going to die, but he didn't dare to cry in front of the instructor.

The boy himself couldn't believe that he could survive at this level. What Oda released was not water, but the Pacific Ocean.

He didn't know why, so he talked about this matter with someone close to him. The other party thought for a few seconds and came to the conclusion: "Maybe he saw you crying too badly, so he let you go." The boy suddenly realized that he wanted to save his life. The secret was hidden, but I didn't expect to be overheard.

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and there are still people spreading rumors in the base, saying that if you can't beat Oda, don't be afraid, the more miserable you cry in front of him, the better, he loves to watch this!If you are happy, your life will be saved.

No one dared to tell this rumor to the person involved, and Oda still can’t figure out why his opponents always keep onions (a small piece wrapped in a sealed bag) and small bottles of eye drops with them. Thought it was hidden.

The base is huge, and there are many branching roads, and Oda chose the one with the fewest people.

He happened to follow behind two girls supporting each other, and one of them was the short-haired girl who had just killed someone.

This road will pass through the infirmary, and they are going to get medicine.

Oda always walked silently, and was separated from them by a short distance. The two girls didn't realize that there was a person behind them, and they started talking on their own.

"Damn it, that bastard actually tricked me." The short-haired girl cursed weakly, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been blinded by him."

"Your injury is so serious..." The voice of the girl supporting her was trembling, with a hint of crying.

"Oh, I'm fine, and it's not the first time." The short-haired girl smiled and leaned on her companion, "Don't cry, others will look down on you if they see it."

The girl hummed, lowered her head, and moved her left hand.

Should be wiping tears.

"However, it's a good thing to be able to cry, unlike me, who also wastes money on onions and eye drops." The short-haired girl sighed, "I don't want to face him, there is no chance of winning."

Oda overheard the key word and frowned.

Are you afraid of him?why.

Oda was puzzled.

The infirmary is ahead, and the girls will definitely find him before entering the door.

Oda thought for a second, then stopped.

He watched the girls disappear at the end of the corridor, and waited for about a minute with a blank expression on his face before taking another step.