A broken waist warning from a god judge

What does this Huarong, whose brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, understand? Even her twin brother Huaying, who has always been able to communicate with her without eyes or words, can't understand.

However, stimulated by her passionate and repeated defeats of "fighting for favor", she opened the door to a new world for another group of people.

There is no family and country hatred, only the ninjas who suppress their personal emotional needs to the limit and make themselves a part of the whole, or other people who try their best to survive, discover for the first time that they originally existed as a single Individuals, they can still have their own thoughts and actions.

Even if such thoughts and actions were born because of another person, for them, this is the first strange color that appears on the road of life that can be seen at the end at a glance.

Everyone's mood was the same secret excitement and excitement. When they looked at those men with swords and swords walking in the village as always, that is, the adults they admired, with their cautious eyes, the enthusiasm mixed in them made Zhan The invincible Fusangshen shuddered.

"If I had known that there would be such a day, I would have locked Jinjian in the village and prevented him from going out."

After a long time, Yaken Toshiro, who learned the origin of the incident, gritted his teeth with hatred. He looked at Imken who was sitting in the room calmly, and wanted to put his face in the soup pot on the table very much.

However, at this moment, at this juncture, the future resentment and anger have not yet appeared, and everyone is only a little distressed about the behavior that wants to help them gain a sense of presence in front of Yunjin.

——For the god judges, they probably can’t tell what they think of each other. It’s one thing to want to get close, but to be pushed in front of the god judges in such a vigorous way by other people, wow, that embarrassing feel yo...

Want to die, really want to die.

But with those eyes full of sincerity, he couldn't say the words of rejection.

The Fusangshen hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed that they were about to leave this world, so the idea of ​​letting them come at will was avoided as a whole.

But this evasion, in the eyes of enthusiastic people, is clearly equated with acquiescence.

"For the future of our Master Jinjian, brother, you must work harder than before!"

People who can't be killed but can only be stunned and tied up are piled up for half the room. Huarong calculated the benefits that can be exchanged for this mission in her heart, and looked at Huaying with a smile: "Last time I let those brats snatch In the front, we will definitely surpass them this time."

"……understood."

The corners of Huaying's mouth twitched slightly. Efforts are useless, and it is within the scope of responsibility to try harder, but he always feels that the direction of his sister's struggle is different from what Master Imaiken expected.

"Brother, why are you stunned again, come here quickly, there is another task."

Huarong walked to the door and beckoned her brother to follow. Standing in the sun, her face, or her heart and body from the inside out, were filled with a kind of vitality that Huarong couldn't resist.

Forget it.

Huaying let out a breath, and he took two quick steps to keep up with his sister.

"emmmmm..."

Yun Jin looked at the latest information summary on the table, and the expression on her face was covered by "you city people really know how to play" and "really skr wolf inflammation".

"Why, why do some people think it's a good thing to send Yaoyan and the others to my room???"

Friends, don't you realize that I'm still a baby?

The head will turn into two big cloud brocades, which is extremely suffocating.

"puff!"

Sakura didn't pay attention for a while, and the tea in her mouth was sprayed directly to the side. She hurriedly brought over the seemingly ordinary but explosive information, and read it quickly at a glance. After reading it, she spoke in a rather weak tone. : "Well... they all think that since they are goddesses, they should be more powerful than those nobles."

Ordinary nobles would dare to have three wives and four concubines and have several concubines outside. As a goddess brocade with only one seedling in this world, it is naturally more luxurious than the nobles.

They felt from the bottom of their hearts that letting the goddess live in such a simple village was nothing short of reckless.

Since the material conditions cannot be met immediately, we can only turn our eyes to the harem of the goddess.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Yun An smiled like a two-hundred-pound child, "Is it poisonous, is it? If my sister wants to accept it, can it be their turn to give advice?"

Yun Jin: "..."

Yun Ying: "..."

Yun Jin snapped her fingers: "Chang Gubu, throw this retarded man out for me."

"Yes."

Having received the order, Hasebe immediately responded to the request of the judge, and after saying "excuse me" in a soft voice, he put the Holy Grail kid with messed-up hair outside the door, and then closed the door. Separated the two worlds.

"If you look at it this way, it will be easier for people to accept what the viewers who follow the live broadcast think."

Sighing, Yun Jin took out another piece of information and put it in Sakura's hand. This is not like something that needs to be encrypted and decrypted to understand, but more like a conclusion based on some data analysis.

"Ah, this is it."

Sakura exclaimed a little bit, and then looked at it seriously.Compared with ninjas who are unconstrained and unruly, modern people who have experienced cultural shock and baptism can easily regard everyone who appeared in the live broadcast room of Shushu Warrior as the members of a newly established entertainment company. reserve talent.

Come on, if they're not for debut, just to show the audience how a village is built, is that possible?

—Of course it is possible!

But the audience didn't believe it at all.

"In their eyes, sister, you are the granddaughter of an economic tycoon. Because of your personal preferences, you have gathered many...members, and then created a program tailored for them, and will choose the most popular ones to debut together."

Sakura choked for a moment, and explained what she saw smoothly: "It's kind of like that. If I didn't know, I would definitely believe it."

"Well, at the beginning, I really thought about whether to form a group or something. For example, Awataguchi, who has a large number of people, does not move at the C position for one round, and the left and right protectors are different. The rest can be stuffed into the group. There's a lot of popularity in there... Hey, you don't really believe it, do you?"

Her nonsense was taken seriously, and Yun Jin's face was horrified: "They are Fusangshen, if they openly appear in front of the public, it will cause panic."

"Isn't it a public appearance now?"

Nowadays, who doesn't know the existence of that peculiar live broadcast room? Since the establishment of the personal fan station, the popularity comparison between people has been rising steadily. The various peripherals that are forced to be launched by the fans are increasing every day. Can make a huge contribution.

The money earned has turned into batches of materials, which are continuously transported to the current world, forming a virtuous circle (hey

"It seems so."

Tilting her head, Yun Jin admitted her mistake of not putting on a mask for them from the beginning: "However, the most famous medicine researcher has changed his face. Even if the current affairs came to him, I would not take the initiative to admit it."

Not only do not admit it, but also drive these people out.

As a foreign exchange student, he is so confident.

"Actually, sister, you don't have to worry too much." Turning over a few more pages of paper in her hand, Sakura heaved a sigh of relief, "In fact, the name of the knife is not only Fusangshen, but also those in the sumo circle. Players are also named after swords."

"There is a difference in search popularity between the two, but since they have their first, our second, which appeared later, is more eye-catching in terms of appearance. If they are held accountable, there is still room for defense. "

Hasebe is more interested in this topic. Maybe he wants to know whether he is also regarded as a famous sword and becomes a pronoun of a certain player. Unfortunately, the sword used as an example is either Mikazuki Muneki or Odeno Taimitsu. Pretty boring.

"It's complicated."

Yun Jin leaned on her face and stuffed a gemstone into her mouth: "Then it seems that if they really want to debut in the future, they should change their names... Well, then they have to contact Daitengu and change their ID cards by the way, otherwise If you check it, it will be revealed."

All these small problems were recorded by Hasebe and stored in a dedicated folder.

With the improvement of the degree of freedom of the swordsmen, the previously hidden problems also popped up one by one. If they cannot be solved in this world, they are all kept on file, waiting for everyone to go back there together and solve them together.

Among them, some small details are carefully recorded, such as the favorite color or the taste of food, so that the swordsmen feel the solemnity of their faces, and they have their own names one by one.

"After flipping through this folder, there will be a fairly clear feeling."

Yun Jin took the pen and paper from Hasebe, and said while writing: "Each of you is trying to turn yourself into a machine. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. In the environment created by current affairs, individuality is more important to you. It is a right with a relatively high degree of freedom.”

"Some god judges are willing to pamper you and give you more space, some and some..." There are three words you understand written in her eyes, "The two pointed ends of the spindle represent Extremely good and bad, most people are still in the middle, so overall, most people are still okay."

"I see."

Yaki Hasebe nodded, his obsession is not here, maybe this is why Yunjin is willing to say a few more words to him.

Extreme badness is not non-existent, and the number of darkly fallen Fusangshen has also appeared in the same way. However, when dealing with the problem of darkly fallen, the speed of current affairs is not so fast. It seems that there are monitors installed in the pill. Who dares to cross The bottom line will be discovered every step of the way.

In the past, Yunjin also felt that although Shizheng did not regard the swordsmen as real monsters, they were still very quick when it came to survival.

Now think about it... Her gaze passed through the door panel and fell on the puppet on the side of the square that everyone affectionately called a magical girl. The swordsmith who was still collecting wishes trembled, and the crystal ball in his hand With a flick, it rolled along the table and onto the ground.

"Ah, I really want to go back to modern society!"

Suddenly straightening her back, Yunjin raised her fist and shouted, "I'm tired of seeing the ancient scenery, and Sakura's vacation is almost over, it's time to pack up and go home."

"Going back?"

Both Sakura and Hasebe were a little surprised: "I thought..."

"Do you think I'm going to stay here forever?" Yunjin turned to look at them, with tears in her eyes, "After so many years of cultivation, I finally waited for the great advancement in technology, and I can enjoy eating hot pot with the air conditioner on and ice cream under the floor heating , have a good day, but why should I torture myself."

"So Hasebe, you can go and inform other people now, pack up your things and extraneous affairs within a week, and we're going back to Honmaru."

"Yes!"

There was suppressed excitement in Hasebe's voice.

He is a workaholic, but with the goal of becoming the personal housekeeper of the god judge, he is helping Yunjin manage the village—yes, he only admits that Yaken Fujishiro is the acting village head, and the real village head can only be Yunjin My lord—during this process, I still felt a deep sense of displeasure.

If possible, he would like to push Yunjin to the top of the throne.

Judging from the current situation, there is no difference.

"Then I'll go talk to Natsume and the others."

Sakura took the initiative to take over the task of notifying her friends, but she thought that compared with Fu Sangshen who packed up her things and left without nostalgia, her friends would probably feel a lot of reluctance.

In fact, Sakura's guess was not wrong at all.

Among the few people who came to the summer vacation together, Jing Wu of Shujibu was the most hesitant.

On the surface, he is a domineering young master, but as long as he gets along with Atobe for a while, he will know that there is a big arrogance hidden in this young master's heart.

"Why are you leaving now?!"

Keigo Atobe, who was still making up his homework, looked shocked. He looked at the scroll waiting to be processed in his hand, wishing he could become a ninja, and divided himself into several every minute, one to pack things and the other to do homework. The most important thing It's up to him to take care of the Scroll Mountain himself.

"It's almost time."

Akashi Seijuro was stunned for a moment, and slowly put down the book in his hand: "Then the work in hand..."

"Sister said let you decide for yourself."

Sakura didn't spend much time with these two young masters, and the age and gender gap made her unable to speak fluently, but Natsume was going to notify Izuku and Bakugo, so she had no choice but to go by herself.

It is also regarded as exercising yourself.

Clenching her fists to cheer herself up, Sakura repeated the time to go home again, telling the two not to be late and leave.

As soon as she left, Atobe's hand turning over the scroll involuntarily stopped.

In front of unfamiliar people, of course he wanted to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, but as soon as the person left, his reluctance immediately surfaced, which made him unable to relax for a long time.

"There's still so much to do..."

This is not a lie. The mountain of scrolls is just a part of his daily work. Even a week is still not enough for Atobe. In this world where no one has no machines and everything is missing, Atobe The grand plan and great cause of the department had to be turned into small parts, which were pieced together bit by bit.

"Who isn't?"

Akashi lowered his eyes, he looked at the pages of the book that had little influence, but had not been turned for a long time, showing his true mood.

At the beginning, it was just to escape from the enemy who appeared out of nowhere, his life was threatened, and the guarantee of some people made Akashi willing to choose to leave home and come to a strange world.

Atobe's experience is not too different from his. What's more similar is that the reluctance that comes with it is probably replaced by hard work in the day-to-day work.

Although the two of them are the heirs of a big company, they are still young. Even if they have plans in their hearts, they will not be valued by too many people. They follow their respective fathers. At most, they are the sons of XX. They have a sense of existence. But rely on their respective fathers.

But here, they are indeed treated as adults.

He is not an ordinary adult, he is the kind who can lead a group of people forward and belongs to the banner.

This pride in their hearts was the driving force behind Atobe and Akashi, who would rather stay up all night with blue eyes than get the plan done.

A piece of undeveloped land, a blank canvas to be smeared, or a stave to be added with notes... This is a magical world where the two of them are not underestimated, and they can flex their muscles and come as they want.

Of course, they also restrained themselves and divided everything into controllable small pieces, especially after making a few low-level mistakes, the two became more familiar with the work at hand, and no major mistakes were made again.

"...Okay, I don't have time to be sad here anymore."

Atobe put aside the homework he had been working on for a long time, he frowned, and quickly went through the existing work and what he had to do in the future: "I remember that there were a few people who were talented in this before, so I went to find them. "

"I'll be with you."

The book in his hand was closed and put aside, Akashi Seijuro stood up and stretched his stiff neck: "We can't let us get off to a good start and go straight down after we leave."

"Humph."

When the corner of his mouth was raised, Atobe's eyes lit up with fire instead: "That's exactly what I meant."

The two stepped out of the hut at the same time and ran towards the destination.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Knowing that the time to leave was only a week later, the calm smile on Izuku's face was pulled into the famous painting "Scream" in an instant, and his hands were also stuck to the side: "Why are you going back so soon!"

He still has a lot of things to do, and he finally finished writing a plan, which has barely completed the first few pages.

"It's noisy."

Bakugo Katsuki narrowed his eyes, and laughed at the past mercilessly: "If you don't go back, you're afraid you'll have to repeat a grade and go to primary school for another year."

The offensive power of this sentence affected even Natsume Takashi, who was standing on the sidelines in peace and quiet for years. He staggered back half a step and stood firm. Yes, if he didn't go back, he really wanted to I forgot all the things I had learned, and got up from elementary school again.

"Sakura said that school will start soon..."

Natsume didn't want to leave either, he kicked away the pebbles at his feet sullenly, in this place, his ability to see monsters is nothing unusual, all kinds of blood inheritance boundaries opened his eyes, all kinds of Ninjutsu also made him feel a little ashamed.

They all have special abilities, so it's too embarrassing for him to get to the point of being chased and beaten by monsters.

"Did she say anything else, such as coming over later?"

Bao Hao was the one who was least affected by the news. He thought about the plan to be completed, and felt that it would not be enough to devote all the rest of the vacation into it.

There is also the problem of the flow rate of the two worlds after returning... Fools can find that they have stayed here for too long. I believe that the person who brought them here will not forget this important place, and they will definitely be able to catch up with the start of school after returning.

"Yeah, we can come here again."

Izuku's brain, which was shocked at that moment, quickly returned to the original point: "I thought I couldn't come back when I went back. You think so, Natsume."

"...Ah, I don't know."

Natsume's eyes were full of confusion: "Sakura didn't say this, she just said that we will leave in a week."

"Then what are you waiting for, go and ask."

There was no time to waste any more, Izuku pulled Natsume's hand and ran towards the place where Sakura lived, Bakugo who stayed where he was, looked at the mess left by the other party with some distaste, hesitated and started to clean up.

Anyway, as long as Fei Jiu knows, with the other party's loud voice, he can hear clearly across a village.

Even if I can't hear clearly, I will nag several times a day in the next few days.

Just thinking of the scene of the old monk chanting scriptures, Baohao felt his mood down to the bottom, and he couldn't climb back for a long time.

The news of leaving was not hidden from other people in Taoyuan Village.

Those "coolies" who were sent as captives and worked hard every day had mixed feelings.

It stands to reason that these people who kidnapped them are leaving, and it should be the beginning. With their abilities, without the suppression of the other party, it is easy to leave this village.

But what is this sour feeling in my heart?

"Can't you just leave?"

Someone has already knelt down in front of the magical girl and prayed tearfully: "I hope none of them will leave. We will definitely build the village better every day so that they can stay here happily."

The swordsmith's mood is also full of complexity. He is destined to be unable to fulfill this persistent and strong desire.

So he stood up, and in the midst of exclamations, he jumped off the table with his skirt in hand, took small steps to find Yunjin, and was going to ask her what she meant.

How can there be such a person who runs away halfway through the work, and runs away before the land is in his pocket. Is the money invested in the early construction going to be wasted?

I will never allow it!

The angry knifesmith slammed the door of Yunjin's room open, and jumped straight in front of Yunjin, wanting to ask for an explanation.

"Don't go? If you don't go, how to integrate them with the main body."

Yun Jin pointed to Fu Sangshen who was skipping quickly by the window: "I can play it continuously without stopping. This strength is not much different from that of the original form."

This sentence made the swordsmith unable to breathe for a long time.