Human beings are very sensitive to external information, and normal people's emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are all psychological activities that are naturally expressed because of receiving various information from the external world.

To put it simply, the red-nosed old man and Emina were disgusted by Mizuki......

"Grandpa, I want to go out and see the blue sky and white clouds, and I don't want to face this man here." Huimina rolled her eyes.

The red-nosed old man nodded violently, put the porridge on the ground, and then hurriedly shouted: "Together, together!" ”

The grandfather and grandson ran out of the tent decisively - note that they were running, not walking.

"Hey! Feed! Don't go! ”

Looking at the distant grandfather and grandson, Mizuki habitually stretched out his left canine tooth and bit his lower lip, his face was very puzzled.

"It's strange, isn't Uncle Ben's naturally beautiful, handsome and handsome face enough to conquer that woman? Doesn't it mean that girls nowadays like warm men? Wasn't my smile warm enough? ”

In the empty tent, a white-haired man who seemed to be seriously ill suddenly opened his mouth and made a few strange expressions: "Huh...... Ha...... Giggle...... Hey ......"

"Well, every smile is warm, it's not my problem, it's that the woman doesn't know the goods." Mizuki decided that "the woman just now was face blind".

After doing these meaningless things, Mizuki moved his buttocks, as if he was weak, picked up the bowl on the ground, and poured the preserved egg porridge directly into his mouth without using a spoon.

As for why the old man would make a bowl of preserved egg porridge instead of making a stack of seaweed rice balls, Mizuki didn't bother to investigate, in the Hokage world, Tiantian, a weapon nouveau riche, wore a cheongsam every day, and the Hyuga family, a powerful family based on soft boxing, had regarded Bagua Boxing as a stunt for generations, and the things of the flower family were forcibly inserted by Kishimoto Qishi, and Mizuki had nothing to do.

Putting down the bowl, Mizuki closed his eyes.

A trace of chakra, as thin as a needle thread, suddenly disintegrated in the meridians, and a faint green light passed through the meridians and melted into the stomach.

Through the blessing of the body's energy, the intestines and stomach in the body accelerate peristalsis and secrete gastric acid, and the preserved egg porridge just eaten is quickly digested into protein and glucose, and more than 50 trillion cells in the body are frantically absorbing these nutrients.

"Tsk...... I'll have to try another pure energy. ”

Mizuki stood up and stretched.

There was a soft crackling sound, and the bones all over his body rubbed against each other, making Mizuki feel like he was coming back to life.

Then, with a grunt, his stomach rang mercilessly.

An unprecedented feeling of hunger welled up in my heart.

It turns out that a bowl of preserved egg porridge can't save Mizuki's empty stomach that hasn't been filled with food for several days.

"Well, before I can get that little ferret and study another pure energy, I'll have to fill my stomach."

Mizuki touched his cooing belly, walked out of the tent.

The dazzling sunlight suddenly covered his face, causing the man who had not seen the sun for several days to squint.

The next moment, a vast prairie met his crack-like eyes.

He looked up.

The blue sky is intoxicating, there are a few white clouds floating comfortably, the golden sunlight falls from the very center of the sky, scattered on the earth, the endless grassland is illuminated by the sun and is green and colorful, a group of rhinoceros and ostriches are enjoying the delicious grass in this prairie in an orderly manner, more than a dozen tents like yurts are piled together, white and pure, desperately reflecting the sun's rays, and the round drum glows like a small sun.

As soon as Mizuki stepped out of the tent curtain, he remained motionless and stayed where he was.

He gazed greedily at everything he could see.

"Is this the scenery?" He muttered to himself.

A gust of wind blows, not big or small, but enough to bring a person's hair to flutter.

A beautiful woman was walking not far away, and when she inadvertently turned around, a young man dressed in black with long white hair came into her eyes.

The eye-catching long white hair, driven by the wind, fluttered just right, not messy, not quiet, just right things look beautiful in the wind.

"Hee-hee," Huimina looked at it, and suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, muttering in her gentle and pleasant voice, "What a fool." ”

Mizuki seemed to sense that a gaze was watching him, but by the time he came back to his senses, there was no trace of that gaze.

He lowered his head slightly.

Speaking of which, it hasn't been a long time since I came to this world.

But why does it feel like it's been a long, long time?

"Tsk, this inexplicable feeling is purely sentimental and artificial, not my style at all." Mizuki's eyes, squinted by the light, suddenly opened slowly.

He put on a faint smile, natural, but cold.

Personality is the most easily exposed business card of human beings, and after Mizuki came to this world, he decided to make this business card useless, except for Tsubaki.

However, he has long since severed all ties with Tsubaki.

"The letter sent by Sakai should be in the girl's hand." Mizuki muttered silently in his heart.

When he had finished chattering, he went in search of food.

The caravan of the red-nosed old man is very large, and there are naturally a lot of people, but whenever Mizuki goes to talk, the person concerned will always hide as if he has seen a ghost.

"Strange, did I say I don't pay for food? Why do these guys run away when they see me? I just want to save some trouble and trade some food with them. ”

When he couldn't find a target to talk to, Mizuki turned around.

There is no need to demand that others must fulfill their own desires as they think, and since these people do not want to communicate with him, then he should go to the trouble of hunting.

When Mizuki left the caravan camp, the members of the caravan finally got together, chattering and discussing something, which was very lively.

"See, the man just now."

"Of course I saw it, my God, it's really terrible!"

"It's scary, but it's also pitiful, okay?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that this man was the cause of the panic yesterday!"

"No wonder, he ...... there"

Just as the adults were muttering about Mizuki, a little boy suddenly came over and answered with a grin: "It must be a good thing that Nikoru-chan did!" ”

The adults were speechless.

Mizuki was on the other side of the grassland at this time, and he was speechless, but his speechlessness was actually speechless.

There are many animals on the grassland, but this should be the edge of the grassland, and when he really saw the living creatures, he had already walked for half an hour.

A lone old sheep lay on the grassland with little energy, seemingly lacking in strength to keep up with the migration of the sheep, so it was abandoned here - this is of course Mizuki's personal speculation.

Mizuki stepped forward without hesitation.

He didn't feel any pity, which was a luxury in front of personal hunger.

He came to the old sheep and raised a hand.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me! ”