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Qi Mu felt as if he was living in the world without emotion.

After Bai Lan invited him to join, she showed him a lot of novel and interesting things, and also demonstrated the ability to easily communicate with himself in parallel worlds.

A young heir of a mafia family who hides his ability and bides his time, with outstanding ability, outstanding appearance, and daunting smart mind.

It turns out that there is another kind of winner in life in the world.

The kind that is far more wanton and happy than him.

He knew that Bai Lan often conducts various experiments in various parallel worlds recently to verify some of his conjectures. These experiments usually use death to lay the foundation.

Bai Lan's explanation for this is: "The thing I want to understand the most now is the existence of parallel worlds and what is the force that supports this existence."

He wants to control this power.

In order to give preferential treatment to the new important members, Qi Mu is usually given the most simple and clear small tasks. For example, this time, he only needs to go to another world to kill a person.

To kill a person, to see what is related to and different from this world, which is derived at the same time, this person still exists, and is exactly the same as this world in any other respects, this is just the simplest and most effective experiment among many. A way to waste.

The premise is that the leader of the experiment is Bai Lan.

Qi Mu didn't even need to glance at the information, he knew the information collected about the mission target from the voices of the people around him.

kill.

It couldn't be simpler, but when faced with moral and conscience condemnation and guilt, there are still many people who claim to be ruthless and don't care about everything will retreat.

The appearance of the idiot's parents admonishing flashed in front of his eyes.

Qi Mu's heart seemed to have been cut open, numb and unconscious.

There is neither the excitement of a murderer, nor the fear of ordinary people, and there is no trace of discord and eagerness of a researcher.

simply feel,

Ah, so.

A half-moment of emotion that was not even a sigh was welled up in my heart, and it immediately disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

The disapproval and pity that surged up from the bottom of my heart, as if from another life, was immediately suppressed by the overwhelming memory.

Nothing was left.

Behind the distant figure, the researchers looked at each other, feeling baffled for a moment.

"Master Bailan, that's a superpower." A person scratched his head, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, "That kind of task doesn't matter at all, right? It would be more meaningful to lend us some work from Master Qimu." thing!"

Bai Lan squeezed a marshmallow and looked at him playfully: "What do you think is meaningful?"

"Don't think I don't know you're being lazy just by saying that." He put away the remaining marshmallows, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "In your eyes, this kind of thing really doesn't matter, right?"

The man was taken aback, laughed, shrugged his shoulders and waved his hands: "Yeah, I really can't hide anything from you, Mr. Bailan."

Omnipotent superpowers, sound good, have no creativity, no ambition, not enough vigilance, curiosity, desire, live like a machine, even more lifeless than ordinary people.

but one,

It's just a tool that hasn't been domesticated yet.

Bai Lan looked at the distant figure outside the door with interest, sat on the sofa with her chin in her hands, and hummed a brisk romantic tune.

"When the task is over, maybe you will see a completely different Sai Mu-kun." He closed his eyes and leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the sofa, chuckling and muttering.

Only in this way can it be more interesting.

This sentence can be regarded as a prophecy.

After only half a year, life suddenly changed.

The strongest superpower who is omnipotent but dismissive of everything accidentally fell in love with a person, and the love made him almost become another person.

An ordinary person who is sunny, positive, kind and just, and has hope for everything.

There is almost no trace of superpowers in him at all, but the light of joy and happiness can be seen every moment.

An arrogant and indifferent person suddenly began to smile.

Just as Bai Lan had envisioned, he is no longer a tool without pursuit and dreams, not a machine that can be driven by others at will, but a new thing brought by him, by another person, by another person. His mission target changed to a real person.

People who know how to live for themselves.

"It can indeed be regarded as a success, this result," Bai Lan said in a gentle voice mixed with sweetness, but his squinted eyes were rarely opened, and the purple pupils were full of gloom and unhappiness.

It adds a lot of fun to life, yes, the premise is that the tool is still in your hands.

If it's still like this...

The goblet in his hand was crushed, and the scarlet wine rushed out of the crack, splashing on his fair face and white clothes.

"Go and bring him back," Bai Lan stood up, ordering the white magic spell who had been standing silently on both sides of the door, "if you are hindered..."

He paused, lost in thought, looking distressed, and then suddenly realized that he made a fist with one hand and slammed it on the palm of the other.

"Then kill him, kill the person who hinders Qi Mu-jun."

"It's called... Thousand Hands, isn't it?"

The two white demons looked at each other, then knelt down on one knee to accept the order: "Yes, Master Bailan!"

"Well, go ahead and bring me back intact." Bai Lan waved her hand casually, then sat back on the sofa and ate the cotton candy regardless of the wine stains all over her body.

Qi Mu-jun, half a year is enough time to play and rest, come back, come back to him.

use your power...

The short and splendid life came to an end with a word from Bai Lan, the initiator of this parallel world experiment.

Seven days later, a ninja from the Thousand Hands Clan returned to the clan site crying bitterly, screaming and wailing to bring everyone, especially Qi Mu, who had just provided improvement suggestions for Mu Dun in Hashirama, a piece of news.

The second in command of the family, the only surviving younger brother of the patriarch Zhu Jian, Senshou Feijian, is gone.

He didn't die in the war with the old rival Uchiha clan, nor did he die in the disputes and disputes between several big countries, but simply, he died suddenly due to overwork on the way back to the clan after completing the mission.

No one can believe and accept this reality.

That figure appeared in Qi Mu's mind, that person who would occasionally put on a serious face and tell him that even a person with super powers should learn to live a life like an ordinary person.

He had a blank face, and the heart that had been filled with holes began to ache again.

Those stuffed in should have been joy and fulfillment, but now they seemed to be fake, and they all jumped up and laughed at him, saying, in fact, we are just a ball of cotton!

Failed to go back in time.

ordinary people?

Qi Mu stared blankly at the device that was once developed to let him watch a movie without spoilers for the purpose of temporarily shielding his ability.

Ah, how ridiculous.

Sure enough, he still... wants to be the strongest existence!

The handsome face froze for a moment, and for the first time, the superpower user truly felt the unparalleled anger and the majestic power that this anger brought to him in a short period of time.

[Bai Lan,] Qi Mu picked up the small device and crushed it in the palm of his hand, feeling the wave in the air that blocked him, with a cold voice, 【I want to kill you. 】

This is a declaration of war from the most powerful person.

Qi Mu is almost omnipotent, but he is alone and is occasionally restrained by the control device made by the other party. Bai Lan is not as strong as him, but he is experienced in tactics and has many subordinates with various abilities.

The battle between the two sides lasted for a whole month.

Saiki won.

He personally slashed Bailan, took away his ability, his family, and unilaterally cut off all Bailan's detection and understanding of this world from other worlds.

He also lost.

In any sense, Bai Lan became the most influential person in his life and truly changed him.

Parents are gone, brothers are gone, lovers are gone.

Qi Mu sat blankly on Bailan's sofa in the laboratory, raised his head, and felt an indescribable panic and bewilderment.

What should he do next?

With Bai Lan's ability about parallel worlds, he discovered that there are so many "Saiki Kusuo" who are happy from beginning to end, especially the one in the main world.

Ah, in the main world or something, Bai Lan can die so easily, thanks to the fact that he is not from the main world, right?

What about him?

Then, what about his door?

Qi Mu used the ability he had just acquired to find another world, where he was still reprimanding his elder brother in the Qianshouban.

He raised his eyes, trying to maintain his composure: 【Are you Qianshoufeijian? 】

Tobima and three or five ninjas formed a circle in an instant, staring carefully at every move of the person standing in the center with a vigilant face, and asked loudly: "Who are you! What is the purpose of sneaking into the clan of the Thousand Hands?" ?”

Qi Mu closed his eyes.

Those kind and amiable people from the Thousand Hands who treated him like relatives had a completely different attitude towards him in another world.

He let out a sigh, shook his head, stared at the face between the thousand hands, and denied himself with a smile: 【...It's not you. 】

People in parallel worlds are different after all.

Just like him, no matter what, he can't live in the ordinary but happy appearance of the main world.

But there is no solution at all, right?

Back at home in his own world, Qi Mu sat in front of the desk, with a blank face for a while, and a low laugh for a while, he wiped his face, looked at the "Thousand Hands" behind him, and almost felt that he was crazy .

"Thousand Hands" put his hands on his shoulders, and a low voice rang in his ears: "Don't be afraid."

"I will always stay with you."

The figure kept getting taller and shorter, but Qi Mu was so restless that he didn't notice it at all.

Kuniharu, Kurumi, Sorasuke, Togama...

The face and voice cooperated with each other, switching in turn, and gently blowing in his ear: "We will always be with you."

Because of me,

"Illusion" raised his head, stared at this person who had been inexplicably fond of him since he was born, and then lowered his head and glanced at the physical palm that he finally had until today.

He leaned down and embraced the shoulder of the person in front of him from behind, whispering the second half of the sentence almost in a whisper.

Because I was born for you.

However, the dream of "Illusion" has only been done for half a month.

Half a month later, Qi Mu had no expression on his face, and pushed him away with an expression of indifference and disgust, and pushed away the hand he was trying to embrace, and explained to himself: [You are fake. 】

【You are not Saiki Kuniharu, you are not Saiki Kurumi, and you are not Saiki Kongsuke. 】

[It's not even the Thousand Hands Door Room. 】

It's just an existence he fantasized to deceive himself and others.

Even if they're gone, even if he's crazy, there's no need for a fake, inexplicable thing that isn't even a living thing to replace them, not anyone.

Ah, Qi Mu couldn't help but start thinking, how can he solve the illusion he imagined?

"Huanshu" felt as if a hole had been dug out of his heart for a moment.

"It's not like this." He no longer continued to play the role that his sweetheart needed, but tried to communicate and explain to him, "I am already an independent consciousness and existence, and you created me."

Even if he said that he would be rejected, it was better than being denied, and he wanted him to disappear.

However, when he heard the next sentence, his heart was completely cold and he fell into despair.

[It turned out to be like this. 】 Qi Mu sighed, and laughed softly, the laughter gradually expanded, covering his stomach that didn't hurt at all, almost tears came from the corners of his eyes.

[It turns out that I'm so lonely, I'm starting to imagine that I can imagine you with independent consciousness. 】

He sat dumbfounded for a while.

Qi Mu stood up, his expression froze in an instant, and cut off his own limbs at the moment when the illusion was unbelievable and he only had time to stretch out a hand.

It was supposed to be a scene of blood splattering, but it was covered by a ray of soft and warm white light. When the light disappeared, the pink-haired boy who had acted recklessly was no longer there, only a milky white ball twirling and jumping to show off its cuteness .

The dumpling bounced around the room for a whole circle before making a crisp and lively sound.

"Ding Dong! The birthday of the system, it's time to randomly select lucky customers!"

"Who should I choose? Let me take a look." It turned around in the air again, and caught the ordinary pink-haired and green-eyed glasses with superpowers in its consciousness, "it is decided to be You, Pikanan!"

"Illusion" will never be forgotten. This day is the birthday of the cute and cute system who likes to make things happen.

It's also his sweetheart's rebirth birthday,

It is also the day when the superpower Saiki Kusuo completely disappeared in this parallel world.

The author has something to say: Wow, pick up the cuties and spin and jump.

I didn't want to write such a...emmm plot during the festival, but it happened to be here.