The watchman, who was wandering around the world at seven o'clock, saw a large group of people in front of him, and in the spirit of having the psychology of being a bastard if he didn't look at it, he squeezed in.

"How did this group of humans get so close! How can I get in! The watchman squeezed a few times, and found that the man's wall was still airtight.

"Damn it." He cursed secretly, took out the copper kettle he used as a self-defense tool, and the time freeze activated. The crowd, which had been extremely noisy just now, fell silent in an instant, except for a child who looked to be no more than eleven or twelve years old and was beaten all over his body.

"Who are you? Can you take me away? The boy was the first to speak, and the first thing he said was to beg the watchman to take him away.

"I don't have a place at home." The watchman looked coldly at the child in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely large fluctuation of spatial energy. Seeing the child's uncomfortable expression, he suddenly thought of an idea that made him feel absurd.

This child should be a genius who learns space, and he should have great spatial energy. Thinking of this, he opened a broken portal and let the child in. Looking at the spatial energy gradually expanding in the child's body, he thought that his choice was right.

Soon, the watchmen helped him open up his abilities and brought him a relatively happy new life, albeit with a huge daily training (cooking and funny).

"What's your name?" One day while training, the watchman asked him.

"Dongyang, a resident of the seventeenth world, the only thing left of my relatives is my cousin Wenrenyu."

The watcher nodded, and finally smiled and said, "We should be on the same front now!" Would you like to be my little sidekick? ”

Dongyang wiped a handful of sweat and just let out a soft "um".

Twenty-three minutes later, looking at the sumptuous food at this large table, the watchman who could not feel the sense of taste wanted to cry without tears. I finally tasted it, but I still felt the same tasteless feeling as when I used to eat, but it seemed to have a slight sourness.

Yes, that's a good sign! The watchman looked gratefully at Dongyang, who was burying his head in eating.

Now, I think I have a friend too! Although it is only his own sidekick......

"Boss, have you thought about it?"

The watchman was thinking about his thoughts, but was pulled back to reality by a question.

“…… Why don't you die ......"

Only she felt it, a little shaken.