Chapter 2 The Subconscious, Teacher

Staring –

The scene was quiet, the six eyes were facing each other, the picture was frozen, and someone finally broke the silence for a long time, "Eh, you guys are here, candlelight dinner?" Durant asked weakly.

"It's not!" x2, Haoran and Ming Yanwei shouted at the same time.

(If Zhou Yue knew that he had a candlelight dinner with another woman or something, he would kneel on the remote control, he would definitely be!) οΌ‰

(Damn pseudo-mother, what are you doing when you suddenly appear, damn it, you didn't carry a bow and arrows with you!) Otherwise, it must be called good-looking! οΌ‰

"Hehe~I understand, I understand~" Durantra laughed hatefully, causing the two to look at each other angrily. "Hey, I'm wrong, I'm wrong~" said and raised his hand in surrender.

"I'm done." Ming Yanwei quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked to the side and sat down with a rough cover, looking at her nose and her nose, pretending to be indifferent.

Seeing the scene become like this, Haoran sighed, "Hey~" A boulder fell in his heart.

"Hehe~" Durant laughed dryly twice, "That, Haoran, I have something to do with you, I don't know you're ...... I'm sorry, huh......" frowned again, not apologizing at all.

That look is really unflat, no wonder Cheng Xiao died in the chao...... I thought about it, "What's the matter?" Haoran said angrily.

"That ......" Durant looked at Ming Yanwei, who was puffing out on the side, and dragged out the syllables to signal that Haoran was inconvenient to say.

"Say, it's fine." Haoran regarded Ming Yanwei as a partner he could trust, "Let's talk about it here." ”

"No, I've already explained your affairs, you can be busy with you." Ming Yanwei had already gotten up, not knowing whether to escape or pretend to be cold, the cold fragrant wind passed Haoran, leaving the last piece of advice, "If you want to know more about your past, you still have a long way to go." After that, he didn't even look at Durant and went out.

"Okay......" After Ming Yanwei left, Durant was just about to speak, but Haoran interrupted him:

"Don't be there, pack your things up."

"Huh?"

"I'm upset that you disturbed me eating." Haoran pointed to the dining table, "Besides, you have something to find me, so you should take the initiative to show your sincerity." ”

"Uh-oh." Durant reacted and stepped forward to help Haoran clean up the table, and through this move, Durant's inner depression was inexplicably temporarily left. (It's really strange, just now there was a sense of urgency that I was going to die, and now it's suddenly gone, and obviously Haoran is also one of the sources of oppression.) οΌ‰

After a while, after the two cleaned up the dining table, Haoran put on the faucet in the kitchen and brushed the dishes, everything was like the daily life of a person who lived alone, which made people look so natural and calm.

(If it's a woman, it must be a good wife.) Durant looked into Haoran's eyes, but his thoughts drifted to some point.

(It looks defenseless, but if it is assassinated, it should be very good, right?) Just when Durant's thoughts were fluttering, and he really stretched out his hand to Haoran, and the whirlwind condensed in his palm, Haoran suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his outstretched hand with one hand. Durant was startled, his thoughts retracted, and he looked at Haoran like a ghost, when did he come to him?!

"If you want to attack me, you should be faster, the killing intent is messed up." Haoran's tone was flat, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Durant nervously retracted his hand and quickly apologized, this time it was true, without the slightest ridicule of having dinner with Ming Yanwei just now.

"It's fine." Haoran accepted the apology, turned around again, dried his hands, folded the rag, and chattered as if he was entertaining a friend, "Aren't you unconvinced if you lose to me?" ”

"Yes."

"The tone is audible." Haoran opened the place where drinks are usually placed in the kitchen, and took out two different bags, "Tea or coffee?" ”

"Black tea, thank you."

"Well, you came to me just to find out why you lost to me, right?" Skillfully breaking the tea cake, the rich aroma of tea leaves made Durant smell warm. The transparent glass teapot is brewed with boiling water, and the short and fat body of the pot has plenty of space, and the tea leaves seem to dance when the water enters.

"Ah, yes, if you can."

When the lid is closed, the color of the tea leaves is slowly released in the water, accompanied by an enchanting fragrance that is irresistible. Hey, I lost again, I couldn't beat it, and I even lost making tea. Durant himself likes to make black tea, but he can't be as elegant as Haoran.

After picking up the teapot, walking into the living room, and placing it on the coffee table, the two sat opposite each other, waiting for the tea in the teapot to fully brew, staring at the heat rising in the spout, and every second of tranquility seemed to extend indefinitely.

"Speaking of which," Hao Ran broke the silence, "some of my power system is very similar to yours, and if I had practiced before you came, I guess you wouldn't have been copied to the Demon Team." ”

"Huh~? How can it be?! Durant was a little flustered, and the heat that naturally drifted away was messed up by his breath, "Each of the Devil Fruits is unique, and my fruit is the ...... that the Lord God has removed the curse."

"[Air Fruit], Monchi M. D. Dragon: Right? Haoran said in one sentence to break through Durant's strengthened fruit ability.

"Yes......" Durant replied again.

The corners of Haoran's mouth curled mysteriously: "But, let me tell you that my ability comes from the Devil Fruit in One Piece?" ”

"Could it be that you gained insight into my abilities before fighting against Ming Yanwei and then simulated the cultivation?" Durant knows Haoran's insight ability, but when he thinks about what Haoran said before, no, he can practice before he comes, which means that he does not have insight into himself.

Haoran shook his head, "The pay is not proportional to the benefit, with that time insight and the physical fitness that needs to be played, the strength is already several times stronger than this." ”

"...... that?" Durant was confused.

"Infinite Atmospheric Form." Haoran didn't shy away from revealing his hole cards, but Al didn't poke him for being stupid.

"Infinite Atmospheric Form......" Durant chewed word by word.

Haoran continued: "Similar to Monchi? D. The ability of the dragon, I can also do it after cultivating to the end. The core of my power is information entropy, and my practice requires a huge amount of knowledge reserves, which can be verified by will, and the more IMBA I will get closer to the power of truth infinitely. ”

"Information Entropy...... It's so esoteric. "Durant, as a scumbag, only has the comic plot in his head, and as for the dry goods that the characters in the comics have played, he has no impression at all.

At this time, the black tea was brewed, the color was like a mature lady, the smell was mellow, Haoran poured a cup for Durant and himself, and tasted the tea carefully. Seeing Durant's distressed look, Haoran stretched out a finger, "For example, people's understanding of the universe has gone through a process from classical mechanics to relativity to quantum mechanics, is quantum mechanics correct?" No, it's just one step closer to the truth. ”

"It's so powerful, I want to learn." Durant had little stars twinkling in his eyes, "Teach me~"

"Do you have the knowledge of modern science?" Haoran asked rhetorically.

"No ......"

"It's a shame, it's a wall of despair." Without the breath of El, you can't take the first step.

"I'm sorry, I was so abrupt that I suddenly wanted to get that kind of power like you, but I haven't figured out why the Infinite Atmosphere Form can defeat me, your description is just a little higher, right?" Durant wondered.

"Because of the characteristics!" Haoran replied: "It is not affected by air resistance, it is lighter than standard air, and it ignores the weather and celestial skills of the same level. ”

Haoran took a sip of tea, but just a few words of introduction caused tons of impact on Durant, the teacup was held in his hand, and he stayed there and forgot the temperature of his hot hands, "Wait......" He seemed to catch something, "Wait, there is no absolute skill immunity, there must be some kind of limit." "Durant seized on Haoran's hole.

"It's a pity, the same level is valid, you become stronger, do you have the confidence to surpass my speed?" The secrets you have in your body, some powerful teardrops, and El's guidance, if you don't upgrade quickly, you can kill yourself. "By the way, Farina's lightning, I can actually be immune to damage, because it hasn't left the atmosphere, out of the realm of free electrons in nature."

Now Durant was a little more balanced in his heart, "My skills and Falina's skills didn't hurt you, but your skills killed us in seconds, it's really unfair, I don't care, you have to help me become stronger, I am the one who wants to follow in the footsteps of Captain Zheng Zha." "Durant is a scoundrel.

"It's not impossible, when you were a student, were you a top student or a scumbag?"

"Scumbag." Durant sipped his tea without blushing and his heart beating.

"Okay, I got it." Haoran nodded, and had a rough draft, "I will try my best to guide you according to my understanding, because our starting point is different, so our path is also different, this is a long learning cycle, and when I can't point you to anything, you have to figure out the road on your own." ”

"Understood." Durant nodded.

"Hehe, buying people's hearts, a good trick, at least you are not the Haoran who was isolated at the beginning." El's voice came out again, "But will the rest of the Demon Team sit back and watch you rise?" Hehe, I'm happy to think about the routine that will happen next. ”

Haoran didn't answer it, but secretly noticed it in his heart, is this a hint in disguise? It seems that he still has to keep his distance from others, and he can't be too enthusiastic, and he originally wanted to ask Durant what other questions he had, but he swallowed it again when it came to his mouth.

After drinking a cup of tea, Durant stood up and bowed deeply, "γ‚γ‚ŠγŒγ¨γ†γ”γ–γ„γΎγ™ (thank you very much, thank you for the hospitality double meaning). ”

"Huh?" Haoran sighed lightly, and such a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, and he subconsciously said, "Do you know, Li Tengfei?" ”

"Huh?" Durant tilted his head, not knowing who Haoran was talking about.

Don't know? Haoran changed his question: "Before you came to the Demon Team, did you ever see a person who was very similar to me in some way?" ”

"Speaking of which," Durant pointed his index finger at his lips, "Haoran, you look very similar to Captain Ryuzaki, no, your temperament is also very similar, I really can't remember if you don't say it." Why, you are relatives? ”

! Sure enough, a pseudonym? Shinji Ryuzaki. "No, he's a strong enemy of the Demon Team in the future." Haoran replied.

Seeing Haoran's serious expression, he knew that there was a story between the two of them with his buttocks, and it was still a very bloody kind, so he probably wouldn't say it if he asked, and when he met the original team again, maybe it was really antagonistic.

However, Durant can't figure out why the gentle and gentleman-like captain Ryuzaki has a grudge against Haoran, who has a problem between the two of them?