Chapter XXXVII: End of the First Paragraph
It's so cool to sleep lazy today, hahaha
At this point, the bed's seal on me will become stronger and stronger
Anyway, let's get started!
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It's like time and space exploding, and the short silence is compressed to the limit at this moment, exploding directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The entire building was thrown into an earth-shattering shock, shaking quite amazingly.
In an instant, the main beams and columns, the supporting points of the mechanics, were reduced to nothing - like a dough kneader, the walls began to crumble, and the floor tilted accordingly. Not only did the shelves fall down, but the computers also fell one by one. It wasn't so much that the building was about to collapse, but that its interior was shattered entirely, as if it had been placed in a giant shaker cup, which was then violently shaken by a giant bartender. The sensation of going up, down, left and right has disappeared, and all that remains is dizziness.
However, the beeeaters were completely unimpressed.
"Wha! It's fun! ā
Laughter rang out in my ears.
At the same time, the chest was strongly fixed - no, wrong, like a book, and the bee-eating body was tightly clamped under the armpit.
Who--I don't need to explain.
Jun Aikawa.
The other hand was holding the unconscious Kihara Phantom. The brain collapsed, and even the bee-eaters couldn't believe that anyone else would be alive like this, but Aikawa still took him with him. The explosion has already begun, and everything is already about strength and skill. Aikawa was still laughing at the amazing experience, and rushed towards the sloping and undulating floor.
There are no windows here.
But none of that matters anymore.
While dodging all the falling debris -- and rushing through the crack of the moment before the debris fell, Aikawa managed to rush out of the building as if he were sewing together walls and steel bars.
The place where he rushed out was fifteen stories above ground - a complete act of suicide.
If the landing site is ground.
A hot breath comes to your face, and a moist sensation envelops your whole body.
No way......
Unbelievably looking down.
Hot spring.
If that's right, it's 100% hand-dug and crater-level.
It's an absolute spectacle, and it's overwhelmingly lucky, at least life safety can be guaranteed - a fart!
The bee-eaters were too frightened to speak in another sense.
I don't know if the audience still remembers that there is such a setting - the bee-eater is a landlubber.
It's not your average landlubber, super landlubber, land creature through and through.
As long as the depth exceeds half a meter, there is a risk of drowning.
"Huh? ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ Oh~~~"
Looking at the pale face of the bee-eater, Aikawa understood all her thoughts in less than three seconds, was silent for a while, and showed the brightest smile.
"Don't worry, swimming is easy!"
"Don't, ah"
Aikawa completely ignored the voice.
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Judging from the results of the victory and defeat, the bitter orange seed won.
At the moment when the attacks of the two sides touched, the other party, Jun Aikawa, gave up the duel.
Withdrawing his fist, he followed the opponent's strength and entered the building next to him at the widest speed and in the shortest time.
Cause. Probably, it's just work.
Ha.
An inexplicable beginning, an inexplicable end.
It's a very good ending, isn't it?
It's so cool to win the strongest human race and be able to show off to all of humanity with pride.
Sleepiness looms, and it's me who wins.
- Damn.
Super unwilling.
Although knowing that this battle is simply dispensable, it is completely inexplicable.
But, even so, I'm still unwilling!
Defy.
Would like to do it again.
It doesn't matter if you don't have a beginning, it doesn't matter if the end makes people laugh!
As long as the process is enough.
Ahh
Now, the other me, although it is a little abrupt, but I would like to give you a parting word, it is a person I have forgotten who it is.
Your time in the future, probably ...... It's going to be brutal. It's definitely something you can't forget, the memory of blood.
Even if you escape one day, you may become a walking dead because of the bondage of the meeting.
So, so be it.
Anyway, it was like the walking dead.
Just alive, but living like the walking dead.
In that case, let's struggle.
Just struggle in embarrassment.
It's hell to go forward and hell to go back.
Just turn back time and repeat it again and again.
Even if you are weak and incompetent, continue to survive.
There is no fear of death, and there is an awareness of death.
No matter what others think.
So it doesn't matter at all.
Live, as long as you live, you will have the motivation to live.
So.................. Good bye.
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Well? Want to know what's wrong with Shangjo?
I really can't help it, so let's talk about it a little bit.
"Unfortunate ahh
Perfectly summed up, right?
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