[Comprehensive] Nuan Nuan conquers the world

Next, Qiao Chen has been working hard to find a residual hair on Saitama's head and pillow.Under the watchful eyes of Saitama's dead fish, he shamelessly rummaged through his bed and bathtub in the name of cleanliness. If he wasn't stopped, he even wanted to dig out the sewer.

Qiao Chen, who got nothing, was almost crying with regret.

When he had an excellent opportunity, he didn't grasp it well. If he could go back to the past, he must tell Saitama at that time——

Brother, do you shave your head?

"Stop staring at my scalp, I'm completely bald."

"What if there are undiscovered hair roots!" Qiao Chen retorted sternly, "You can't give up a little bit of hope, even a little bit of hair hidden in the hair follicle is the most precious resource."

Qiyu turned his dead fish eyes and complained about him: "I don't think this is possible."

"If I give up, isn't that really bald? From the body to the soul! It's still too late to convert to a saint. Every saint has thick and beautiful hair, with different hairstyles and bright colors. Absolutely no Bald trouble."

"Actually, I think pink hair is also very strange." Saitama touched his head and said indifferently.

He didn't eat a bite of the Amway sold by Qiao Chen. Instead, he sharply pointed out Qiao Chen's hair color problem... There are already countless people complaining about Qiao Chen's hair. Warm painter's pot.

"There are still hands, don't touch my head anymore, it feels strange to be done by a girl." Saitama said without any ups and downs, raised one hand, and made a gesture of repelling.

At this time, Qiao Chen's left hand was groping the top of Saitama's head, trying to find a little new hope on it, while his right hand was holding Kunai, ready to cruelly harvest all hopes.

Maintaining this posture, after exploring Saitama's entire scalp, it finally gathered at the top of his head... Qiao Chen had to admit that Saitama was really completely bald, leaving no chance for him to succeed.

"What a terrifying opponent." Qiao Chen murmured.

His words drew sideways glances from Saitama's face full of black lines: "Please stop, on the topic of hair, please don't hurt me again."

Qiao Chen said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", but in fact her heart was still full of disappointment, and she had no intention of repenting at all.He felt that it would be a good deal if he exchanged his hair for powerful strength, at least it was much better than the Love Nikki-Dress UP Queen system. He was determined to ask Saitama's exercise secrets, and immediately began to follow him for exercise.

Girlfriends shouldn't mind bringing their own wigs... right?he thought uncertainly.

His thoughts had long drifted to his girlfriend, whom he didn't know how long it would be before he would meet again. It wasn't until a voice calling him was heard next to his ear that he suddenly woke up and recovered from his contemplation.

Is it Saitama?Why does it seem that the voice has changed, it sounds a little strange...

[Qiao Chen. 】

Do not……

He seemed to hear his girlfriend's voice.

The voice sounded like it came from a very distant place, crossing dimensions and spaces, and reaching his ears.Qiao Chen blinked blankly, only to feel a sway in his heart, a feeling of nostalgia and tenderness filled his chest.

"Ah." He couldn't help but respond.

This feeling lasted only for a moment, and in the next second, any warmth disappeared like a bubble, and Qiao Chen almost thought it was his own illusion.

He was thinking about something in confusion, and the frustration of being powerless to do anything about the situation came back to him, and he was very chagrined.

At this time, he is still paying attention to those messy things... What the hell is he doing.

Even if it's to free yourself from the fear of the status quo, that's going too far.Ever since he frequently traveled to the world he had been to before, Qiao Chen involuntarily deviated from his original intention and fell into the things he had done before, trying to rely on that method to numb his nerves and give himself a sense of peace of mind that everything is still under control. .

Should have found a way to complete the blueprint sooner.

Obviously I made an appointment with my girlfriend, and I want to go back to see her as soon as possible...!

Qiao Chen made up his mind, and clenched his palms into fists. At some point, a cluster of very familiar objects appeared in his palms.While reflecting on his mistakes, Qiao Chen habitually performed the movements that his body had long been used to.

Grab the clump of hair, straighten it to reveal the end of the hair, put it under the palm of your hand, and cut it lightly from the scalp...

A handful of orange hair fell into his hands.

"Eh?" Has Saitama really grown hair?This speed is frighteningly fast.

Qiao Chen rubbed the hair in his palms, and quickly rejected his guess.

No, no, no, Saitama obviously has short black hair, and has no hair, the one in his hand does not meet the standard in terms of color and length.

so--

A chilling malice came from under the palm of the hand, accompanied by a sentence that was obviously smiling, but couldn't contain the murderous words in the words.

"What are you doing to other people's hair, unknown lady?"

Qiao Chen looked at the evidence in the palm of his hand calmly, let go of his hand, let it fall from the palm of his hand, and scattered it on the floor in a pool, and at the same time moved his eyes to the shaved hair that he had accidentally performed a habitual action to shave off. Luo Wuyan, Mao's suffering lord, the evil god of another world.

"Ah, I'm thinking about life."

"Hey, that's what it is."

Wearing a very typical, the most traditional costume in the neon works, the teenager wore orange braids, tilted his head, and said with a smile.

"Miss unknown, how did you appear here, and what are you doing here? If you are an infiltrator, you are really powerful."

Qiao Chen looked around indiscriminately. This is a semi-enclosed room with a simple table and bed, without any special decorations.The glass windows on the wall are tightly closed, and looking out from there, you can see a picture like the universe.There was no door in the room...Maybe it's just that Qiao Chen didn't notice it. He turned his eyes from looking around, and met the boy's eyes that were narrowed with a smile.

Is it a spaceship in space, or is it just a room where a sophomore boy can let himself go?Having said that, this sense of oppression is really strong, and it looks almost like Kuroro.

The dialogue is also full of a strange sense of sight, which does not seem to be pure paranoia...

"I've never been to this place before." Qiao Chen thought to himself, the next world he went to should be the broken-up hunter, why didn't he remember that there was such a guy in the hunter, and he developed his business to the universe...

But he himself doesn't remember very clearly, maybe he just forgot the setting of being rich and treacherous.

"You're mistaken, I'm just a passing saint who came to save the world." With a huge murderous aura, Qiao Chen said firmly.

"is it?"

"Yes, that's it."

"Really, it looks like I misunderstood you." He said lightly, as if he believed Qiao Chen's nonsense... Rather than believing Qiao Chen's words, it's better to say that he didn't take this matter to heart at all. .

Hey, did you pass the test like this?Qiao Chen didn't expect this person to be so talkative, and couldn't help but froze there.

In fact, things did not end so simply.

"That being said..." the braided boy said seemingly harmlessly, "I am very angry that you shaved my hair, unknown lady, but I still like that bunch of stupid hair."

"Uh, sorry?" This was indeed Qiao Chen's mistake, he said apologetically, scratching his hair, "Do you need me to provide you with a wig with dull hair? If you look for it, you can probably find it... "

"Compared to these, I'm more interested in other things."

"what?"

"How did you suddenly appear in front of me? I didn't notice it until the hair was shaved off. It's so funny." He opened his eyes, and when he stopped laughing, the aura around him became even more menacing. It also showed a little ferocious feeling, "Hey, let's fight, unknown lady?"

"Do you have to fight?" Qiao Chen felt that he was quite kind when he had no need for profit. After all, he was a compassionate saint, so how could he violently beat up innocent teenagers for no reason? "To be honest, I don't think it's better." Better, my strength will hurt you."