[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

The world is no longer the original world, and it is not Tachika Fujimaru, the savior of Chaldea, by his side. Astra naturally refused him to take the initiative to find the soldier named Colonel Roy Mustang.

His behavior can be regarded as indifference at best, but it is absolutely in line with the laws of this world-equivalent exchange. What he and Hohenheim are going to do is undoubtedly challenging the authority of the big president. One of the main candidates has a reason to repair the world, but he has no obligation and no need to bear the consequences that may anger the upper echelon.

He and Hohenheim seem to be together, but in fact, he and Agas personally think that they are more like being coerced. When the God of Truth told him that this man is an important existence to restore the singularity, and they must be with him Find and destroy the man-made man hidden behind the upper layer... From this moment on, Astra can only do so even if she doesn't want to.

Not to mention that he could not get in touch with Chaldea all the time, which might make him fall into worry again. Just being dragged into this world he was unfamiliar with would not be in a good mood.

Because of this, Hohenheim was rudely kicked to the opponent's place, while he himself sat on the steps, took the bread that Hollinger gave him, and ate it slowly. Although there was still a bottle of fresh milk, he piled it directly towards Agas, without even looking at it.

Agas looked down at the bottle at his feet, bent down to pick it up, and looked at Astra.

"If it were me, I would drink this bottle of milk. Astra, no matter whether you are a child inside or not, this is someone else's wish after all. Are you going to waste it?"

After hearing this, Astra raised her eyes, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

His gaze was too straightforward and too cold, which made Agas slightly flustered.

This look...is too similar.

Without giving Agas time to think about it, footsteps sounded from above. He and Astra looked up at the same time and saw Hohenheim touching his head and looking very depressed.

Seeing this, Astra stood up from the steps and patted the dust off her clothes.

"It looks like I haven't seen anyone."

Unexpectedly, Hohenheim said to them: "It's not that I didn't see anyone. I inquired about it. Roy Mustang has been transferred from the Central Committee to the Eastern Command."

"East?"

Isn't that where they just left?

Thinking of this, Astra and Agas looked at each other. Although it didn't take much time to get to the central area by train, it was really helpless to just pass through the eastern city.

The three of them walked along the bazaar for a while, and Astra stopped suddenly.

Hohenheim sighed: "I've been very careful, but I didn't expect to be targeted."

Astra's expression remained unchanged, her tone extremely calm.

"It should not have been discovered by them, but the thing that has a deep relationship with you has controlled your whereabouts from the beginning. Even if you lost your whereabouts for a while, this is its territory. It really sent people to follow you. It's not too difficult."

As he spoke, Astra pressed Agas' shoulder and whispered something in his ear.

Agas hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, turned and walked towards the corner.

"Astra?"

Not quite understanding the boy's plan, Hohenheim blinked.

Astra smiled mysteriously, he put his index finger on his lips, and there was a icy gleam in his eyes.

"Honheim, what you know about us is still only a part, and you haven't had time to tell you everything, so it's no wonder you don't know."

Before the blond man could speak, Astra directly grabbed his shoulders, her body suddenly flew into the air, and in an instant, she carried Hohenheim to the roof.

Jumping onto the roof immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

He was not in a hurry, he glanced at the soldiers who were chasing him in a hurry, smiled lightly, and then carried Hohenheim on his shoulder, stepping on the roof of the house and moving forward quickly.

Knowing that Astra was the one responsible for protecting the world, Hohenheim was not surprised by his extraordinary strength and agility. While being carried on his back while running, he asked Agas what to do.

Astra glanced at the young man from the corner of her eye, her tone was very disapproving.

"His words... have always followed."

Reminiscent of the fact that Agas was gone for good and that Astra reacted so quickly, although he guessed a little bit, he never thought that this would be the case.

"There are too many people here, which is not conducive to our shots."

Astra said unhappily: "Whatever we do, the priority is for us to get out of here."

Agas' rather speechless words came from the direction of no one.

"You made such a big commotion this time, how do you plan to clean up the mess in the future?"

Astra sneered: "When we step here again, that is, when we tear our faces apart, we will face to face, and we still care whether we will be discovered... Isn't that a waste of brain cells?"

As a fighter, Agas and Astra are far superior to ordinary people in all indicators. If it is not because of the existence that should not appear too early, he even plans to open a different dimension directly. Arrived directly at Eastern Command.But after thinking about it, he was actually not short of such a little time, so he gave up.

When the pursuers behind him were gone, Astra put down Hohenheim and said to him: "We must leave here now, or we can only walk to the Eastern Command."

Rao has lived for so many years in Hohenheim, and he has never seen such a troublesome thing. Things that only need to be hidden a little bit, are now too much trouble, and it is not easy to end at all.

Hohenheim was silent for a while, and said to Astra: "We should have been wanted, we can't take the train, let's take the underground passage."

I have to say that this answer is very much in line with Astra's appetite.

This country revealed a strangeness from every aspect, and even with the God of Truth paving the way for him, he still felt uncomfortable.

Hohenheim walked into an alley where no one was paying attention, put his hands on the sewer cover, and with the flash of silver-white light, he easily pushed the cover away.

He waved to Astra who was standing there, but Astra had a look of surprise in his eyes, and said to Agas, "Let's go too."

Going straight down the escalator of the sewer, Astra realized that it was not a real sewer, but a ladder that could go deep underground.

I don't know how long they have been climbing on the ladder. The two of them just feel that the more they walk, the world around them is getting darker and darker.

In the end, it was Hohenheim who said "here we are", and they landed safely.

Thinking of the bottomless feeling just now, Astra looked up, but found that they were not actually in a very deep place, at least...he could still see the top cover now.

"This is a cover-up set up to prevent people from stepping in here."

Hohenheim lit a lamp on one side, and said to Astra: "The artificial man's control over this country is more absolute than you think."

Astra asked: "That illusion...was also caused by alchemy?"

"Yes."

After getting the answer, Astra was very moved by the magic of alchemy. This kind of power, which even he almost fell into, was no different from his illusion.

Fortunately, his mental strength is still strong, so he was not swallowed by the fear in his heart. Now he is not sure whether he can be so calm when he has no memory.

At first, Astra thought that the previous hallucinations had not completely disappeared, which made him feel a little sick to this underground. After walking through one underground passage after another, he was sure-there is really something in this underground. It's not his illusion.

Seeing that Astra's expression was not very good-looking, Agas asked, "Dizzy?"

Hearing this, Hohenheim stopped in his tracks.

In the dim vision, Hohenheim could see a little repulsion in Astra's expression, and immediately understood that he also knew the truth.

Then he said to Agas: "You give Astra the milk that Hollinger sent, and there will be no problem if you drink it."

Astra smiled unconsciously: "I don't think a bottle of milk can alleviate my current symptoms."

Hohenheim glanced at it, and said again: "When people are nervous or restless, drinking some milk can calm them down. Although I don't know what Chaldea you are talking about, but you are still a child, and it is natural to be afraid. of."

It’s okay not to mention it, but Astra is depressed when he mentions it. It’s really a disadvantage that his body looks like a teenager, and he hasn’t experienced emotions like fear at all.

Knowing that there is no point in talking too much, this man will only regard him as rebellious, so he gave up the intention of explaining.

Astra didn't say anything, but silently pushed away the milk that was handed over.

"It's not uncomfortable, but a little disgusted."

Worried that others would not be able to understand his words well, he added: "There seems to be something wrong in this underground, which makes people feel uncomfortable."

Now, Hohenheim finally understood.

After pondering for a while, he said, "You know what the Philosopher's Stone is, right?"

"what……"

"But you must not know what the half-finished Philosopher's Stone represents..."

Astra seemed to notice something, narrowing her eyes slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"The Philosopher's Stone is the soul of a person. Generally, the soul of a person is directly extracted from the body without destroying the body itself. This is not the case with semi-finished products."

"The reason why you feel uncomfortable, even impatient, is because of the world below this passage."

Astra lowered his head and glanced at the ground: "Isn't that man-made man down there?"

"Do you know what it feels like when the Philosopher's Stone stays in your body? It's like there are countless people talking in your brain. If you want to communicate one by one, you need patience and time."

Seemingly remembering something, Hohenheim's face was full of nostalgia.

Seeing him like this, Astra understood.

The man in front of him represented the Philosopher's Stone itself, even though it was not caused by his will, it couldn't change the result.

"The semi-finished Philosopher's Stone uses human blood, that is, living life."

As far as Astra understands, there is no difference between the two. The body is destroyed to die, and the soul is directly sucked to die. In the end, death is the only way.

"What you perceive are things like those dead souls. The stronger the perception of life, the more obvious this disgusting feeling will be."

Astra coughed lightly, and finally drank the milk in hand.

He slowly awakened the small universe, and the golden light was like a light armor, wrapping him in it and isolating all external things.

Not as uncomfortable as before, Astra said to Hohenheim: "It's okay, let's move on."

Seeing Hohenheim's surprised expression from a distance, I also knew that he must not understand why he didn't use this power in the first place.

Only Agas knows that every time the current Astra uses the small universe, he is one point closer to death.