Chen Mo's gentlemanly smile could only face the other party's departing back, condensed in the air.

When he returned home, Chen Mo went to bed early, because on the second day, he needed to go through the formalities for Ouyang Xuan's suspension of study.

When he received the notice from the school, he wanted to withdraw from school, but he thought that maybe he traveled back to the 21st century, and his host Ouyang Xuan might travel back.

Because he occasionally had a faint hunch that he had reversed his soul with Ouyang Xuan, Ouyang Xuan's soul had traveled to the 21st century, but he had come to the 24th century.

The next day, Chen Mo quickly went through the procedures for suspension, for the simple reason ---- his disability would not heal.

On the way back to the Green Dock Community, Chen Mo saw that the virus birds in the sky were almost extinct, and he was in a good mood.

......

Ouyang Deyu reflected the basement lights, and was holding a forged silver-gray vibranium katana, looking at it intently.

"Well, this pair of katanas is completely hand-forged according to your drawings." The robot caster executioner said proudly.

"It's really beautiful, this should be the sharpest knife on the planet..."Ouyang Deyu muttered in admiration.

"I don't know, who will have the honor to use this pair of twin knives?" The executioner sighed.

Ouyang Deyu raised his eyes to look at the executioner, and said leisurely: "Soon you will know." ”

"By the way, how's the plasma cannon designed?" The executioner suddenly remembered this.

"Well, it's almost good, a lot of data is missing, I need to retrieve it from their massive database, little by little, and it can't be found, that's why it's delayed for so long." Ouyang Deyu said.

"Well, you have to be careful, if it's not for the fear of exposing myself, I really want to go into your lab and help you." The executioner lit a cigar that Ouyang Deyu handed him.

The executioner is a super-sensory robot with the same emotions as humans, but he accidentally becomes obsessed with the taste of cigars.

"Old friend, I appreciate your kindness, and I don't want to waste all my efforts because of your interference." Ouyang Deyu replied as if he was serious and joking.

"Next time you come, can you not hand me cigars one by one, I will work for you, you will always pay me a salary, right?" The executioner pretended to complain deliberately.

"I designed you, and you even want me to be paid... Well, for your sake, I'll bring you a box next time, so it's all right. ”

"That's enough for friends," the executioner spat out a thick smoke and nodded in satisfaction.

......

Chen Mo had breakfast, came to the fitness equipment, and just wanted to do physical training.

"Today's daily physical training has been cancelled for the time being." Guikong suddenly said softly in Sister Chiling's voice.

"So what are we going to do?" Chen Mo was puzzled.

"Of course, it's virtual reality training, after all, in the course of knife skills, you are far from passing, let alone graduating!" Rosewood said indifferently.

"......." Chen Mo thought of the virtual reality training at night, and suddenly mentioned the morning, the pain of death once again pressed his psychological defense.

"Are you going to back down, be a coward?" Rosewood didn't hear his answer, and asked with disdain.

"How do you speak? Who said I was going to skip class? Xiaowei went to get the equipment. Chen Mo was unconvinced.

After five minutes, everything was ready.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and slowly put on the VR glasses.

The autumn breeze is bleak, the leaves are colorful, and it is that familiar scene again...

Chen Mo stepped on the fallen leaves and came to the ancient tree by the river, and the two new soils were within easy reach of him.

This time, Chen Mo did not make a move to challenge, but leaned the katana behind him against the ancient tree, but he walked to Hattori Hanzo's side and sat down gently.

"I thought there was another one to die?" Hattori Hanzo didn't look at Chen Mo and said leisurely.

"I saw that there are two new pieces of soil under the tree, I'm not here to challenge, I'm here to apprentice..."Chen Mo finally changed his thinking, after all, flexibility is the king.

"Apprenticeship?" The belly was half hidden, "Don't you know, I never accept apprentices?" ”

"Are you afraid that I will surpass you?" Chen Mo deliberately provoked him.

"Hehe... No one has ever dared to say such a big thing in front of me, don't you want to live? ”

"It's not that I'm talking big, I'm just hearing a fortune teller say that fifty years later, there will be a samurai named Miyamoto Musashi who will steal the name of Iga-ryu. If the Iga Stream Sword Method is lost, fifty years later, no one will be able to stop his sword. Chen Mo had read the manga about the Yamato national samurai, and he still remembered the plot in it.

"Oh, is that really the case?"

"That fortune teller, but there is nothing wrong with it."

Hattori Hanzo fell silent for a while, and the fish on the water swayed up and down, but it didn't catch his attention.

"If you want to become my disciple, there is also a threshold." Hanzo Hattori finally reopened his mouth.

"What threshold?" As soon as Chen Mo heard that there was a play, he hurriedly turned sideways and asked.

Hattori Hanzo lifted the fishing rod, removed the fish from the hook, and threw it in the bamboo basket beside him.

"Give you ten hidden weapons, colorful fallen leaves under the ancient tree, you only need to freeze eight of them on the tree, and I will take you as an apprentice."

"A gentleman's word..."Chen Mo got up excitedly.

"It's hard to chase a horse." Hattori Hanzo took the second half of the sentence.

Immediately, Chen Mo took the ten hidden weapons from the other party's hands and walked quickly to the ancient tree.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you just now, I was blindfolded." Hattori Hanzo added a sentence.

After Chen Mo heard this, he didn't make any surprised looks, but indifferently cut off a thin belt with a knife and blindfolded his eyes.

Hattori Hanzo saw the young man in front of him, he looked confident, and there was a trace of expectation in his heart.

"Ding Ding Ding...", the ten hidden weapons, thrown in a blink of an eye, Chen Mo slowly took off the eyeband, glanced at the fallen leaves that were fixed on the main trunk, and turned to look at Hattori Hanzo who had already stood up by the river.

The corners of Hattori Hanzo's mouth are slightly invisibly curled.

"Okay, I'll take you as an apprentice." Hattori Hanzo said indifferently.

"Thank you, senior." Chen Mo bowed slightly and thanked him.

"Since I am your master, I have to do what I say. The first thing is to swing the knife 10,000 times a day, each knife has to be split on a fallen leaf, and each fallen leaf has to be hit ten times, when you do it, when you come to me again. With that, Hattori Hanzo turned around and sat back down on the river.

"Yes, Senpai." Chen Mo picked up the katana and began to practice standing under the ancient tree.

In order to increase Chen Mo's training time in the virtual space, Guikong changed the time mechanism, and a day in the virtual space is equivalent to an hour in the real world.

Chen Mo practiced for ten hours in reality before he finally completed the first training task given to him by Hattori Hanzo.