At three o'clock in the morning, "I" woke up from his dream, and after looking around and making sure that he was in the environment, he got out of the hospital bed, walked to the window, looked at the noise of the lights a few kilometers away, and suddenly laughed, and said to himself.

"Welcome to Nagoya ......"

The person who spoke was named Bai Su, who was a doctoral student at a well-known 985 university in China in his last life, and he was obviously a modern weapons major, but he was fascinated by cold weapons.

Just when he was rushing to write an article to be published in a certain journal tomorrow under the signature "The Meaning of the Existence of Cold Weapons under Modern Weapons and Equipment", he suddenly felt extremely sleepy and fell asleep on the table, and then woke up in a dream and was in this place.

In addition to the initial surprise reaction to his appearance here, he was ecstatic, if there is still a place for cold weapons in today's world, it is definitely the first RB, which is not a happy thing for him.

Isn't it the dream that drove humanity in the first place?

Since he chose to blend in here, he began to become familiar with this identity.

"Shota Sasaki? Could it have something to do with Kojiro Sasaki? ”

After recombing his previous dreams, he began to have a basic understanding of the original owner of this body.

The sixteen-year-old high school freshman has been treated with special treatment for a long time because he is thin and timid, and this time because he was locked in the closet and chose to commit suicide after coming home from school all day, which is why he can cross over and take over this body directly.

"Isolated?"

Glancing at the bandage wrapped around his right wrist, Bai Su ...... Wrong! Now it should be called Shota sighed.

"Is group culture already so serious?"

As an adult with his own thoughts, he will not casually blame everything about RB on the so-called national inferiority, and rationally look at the problem as the most basic attribute.

"Let's wait until tomorrow to see what happens......"

"Shota-kun! Are you feeling better? ”

The woman who appeared in front of him with a thermos bucket was named Yuri Minako, and her identity was his landlord.

Because he has belonged to the unsociable category since he was a child, Shota deliberately chose a place far away from home when he went to school, but he didn't expect Lady Luck to still favor him so much.

"Sorry for the trouble."

Since you choose to blend in here, you have to accept everything here.,So I got out of bed and stood in front of Minako and bowed respectfully and apologized to her.。

RB is a country that is extremely particular about institutions and duties, and committing suicide in someone else's house is a very annoying thing, and it will put innocent people on their backs with some unnecessary reputation, so he must solemnly apologize for this incident.

"Shota-kun ......"

Looking at the outstretched hand of Minako, a young man in a hospital gown in front of her, stopped in mid-air, as a single mother, she has her own concerns.

When I chose Shota as a tenant, I felt that this child was a little pitiful, after all, such a big person came to school alone; The second is that he looks a little timid and cowardly, which shouldn't cause her any trouble, and now it seems that he was too rash at the beginning.

"It's nothing, Shota-kun is fine."

Has the eviction order already begun?

Shota, who was hunched over and standing there, understood the meaning, but now he had no other choice.

"I'm so sorry, and I apologize to you for my impulsive behavior. I will definitely compensate for the damage caused by my actions, so please give me another chance......"

Perhaps it was this sincere emotion that touched her, and it was said that Shota finally stayed, and after the doctor's examination, he told him that the wound could not be wet recently, so he packed up his things and prepared to be discharged.

"If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."

"Thank you."

Seeing Minako leave, he didn't rush back and began to wander around the streets of Nagoya.

As the capital of Aichi Prefecture in the central region of RB and the fourth largest city in RB, the density of buildings is evident, and everyone around them is hurrying towards the streets in different directions, and the fast-paced life makes the air here smell a little mechanized.

"There!"

After wandering the streets for a long time, he finally found what he was looking for, a brown wooden knife in the window of a department store.

"Welcome!"

As soon as she entered the front desk, the cashier shouted sweetly, stood at the door and saluted her back, and Shota walked in.

The pink books on the bookshelf made him a little surprised, but when he saw that the front desk was still smiling at him, he didn't care, and walked straight to the sports category to look at the things on it, and gradually became a little excited.

"Wooden knives, plain vibrating rods, bamboo knives, ......"

Because it is a national sport, the sales of this kind of equipment are still quite wide, and Shota looks back at the front desk.

"Can I take it down and have a look?"

"Please stay safe."

In his previous life, he had been dealing with weapons and equipment, because he was engaged in theoretical research and analysis of modern weapon structures, and his long-term life at the computer desk had made his body a little unbearable, and the idea of practical operation had to be abandoned after several private tests.

But now!

"Whew!"

The knife fell in his hand, and his face flushed as he felt the sound of the blade breaking through the air.

Although he is thin and weak now, he is only 16 years old, as long as he plans well, he still has a lot of potential to tap, and his dreams are ......

"Is there a real knife?"

"I'm sorry we don't have the kind of product you said."

It's still the same smiling face, but I don't know why Shota gradually feels a little awkward when looking at her smile, and that feeling is like wearing a thick mask.

Turn around and continue to look at the things on the shelf.

"Hachihonsu vibrator? Six bamboo knives? ”

Although he didn't understand what this meant in the first place, he picked it up and tried it on each of them, and he already understood a little bit in his heart, this should be the unit of weight.

I shook the vibrating rod in my hand, and I was very excited.

"Eight hundred wooden knives, please walk slowly......"

Holding a wooden knife in his hand, Shota walked in the direction of home with a constipated face.

Everything is calculated, and even I have thought of the appearance of Su Zhen dominating the martial arts with that Su Zhen in the future, but when I check out at the counter......

"This Su vibrator is four thousand!"

In addition to this month's rent and the money spent on hospitalization before, unfortunately he only has 1,000 yen left in his pocket, and now he has to deduct 800 yuan to buy a knife.

Now Shota only has two hundred yuan left in his body, and he has to hold on for another week.

"Hehe, I may be the first martial arts alliance leader to be starved to death on the streets of RB."