The little boy stared at the spring in silence.

Izumi Huangbo stared back blankly.

The two men looked at each other in a world completely enveloped by heteromorphism, and if I guessed correctly, it should have been a school, there was even a football parked on the playground, and the gray starting line could no longer be stepped on; Occasionally, students or teachers who are eternally frozen are missing a small part, and the rest will be gradually deprived of the rest of their lives. However, Izumi has no interest in appreciating the end of the world, after all, he is now experiencing an experience that is even more exciting than the end of the world. "Are you going to go back?" He opened his mouth to attack.

The little boy shook his head: "I don't, I'm going to stay here!" I'm going to be a hero and create my own kingdom! ”

…… After all, who taught him this kind of nonsense, Izumi Huangbo took off his goggles and pointed to his eyes: "This kind of thing? ”

"That's it!!" The little boy shook his hands wildly, and then put on a serious attitude that did not match his age, covering his face with one hand on his waist and the other hand, "As long as I can become a hero, many people will come to me, and many people will come to me, and I can leave this place and create a new kingdom...... Hmph, I've thought of a name, your name is Canaan, I'll call it Death! ”

“…… All right, King of the Dead, but let's first see one thing: there are no more than 10% people in the world who are qualified as emissaries, so even if there are many people who follow you, they may not be able to emigrate. Izumi felt the corners of his mouth twitch a few times.

After finally calming down his mood, because the hoverbox has not been repaired for a long time, Izumi Araba had to be forced to cancel the recent patrol, but instead it is a simulated battle conducted by Yanagida Kyotaro every day - in the training ground, the hoverizer is replaced by a fish-shaped grooved anocrystal, and it is inevitably a little uncomfortable to sit in it, but it can only be adapted. After finishing the battle with one of the recorded cases codenamed "Bodhi Tree", Izumi Arana used his chains to control the fish to sink gradually, and on the other end sat the paper ancestor Asuka, who had long since finished his training and brought a towel from Yanagida Keitaro to wipe his sweat.

"Well done, Huangbo-kun, I'll practice here today?"

"Let's come back in the afternoon, the training level is still a bit low compared to the outside. Anyway, why are you so energetic, you come here every day to practice. ”

"Genius is made up of ninety-nine percent isomorphism and one percent perspiration!"

“…… So the 99 percent isomorphism is the most important? ”

"Beware of Albert Einstein getting up."

Kyotaro Yanagida shook the bag in his hand at them as he watched as he ate a snack and shook the bag in his hand at them, and Asuka stepped forward to get two pieces, while Izumi Arami frowned as he looked at the isomorphic fish beneath him. The fish could barely be called a fish, its body was made up of irregular squares, and with a few turns from time to time, the place that could be called a fish's eye was clumsily concave, and the tail was a triangular cone, which exuded a strange yellow glow. Izumi Araba looked up at Kyotaro Yanagida while pressing his flat fins. "I have a question, Mr. Yanagida."

"Huh? What's that...... Yes! Paper Ancestor! Villain! Don't take the whole bag! ”

"Uh......" Seeing that the paper ancestor bird tried to snatch the whole bag of snacks to no avail, he could only swallow two cubes before he continued to speak, "Why are these isomorphs imitating the appearance of 'real creatures'?" Although their shape is somewhat unrecognizable, it always gives the impression of 'it is it', whether it is the homogeneous sub-code that Mr. Mendevilel can quickly give to the co-horn, or everything I've seen so far...... It's also possible that I'm thinking too much, but their changes can't escape what already exists in reality, what's going on? ”

"Well, actually...... Your question is also ...... Ahh......h In other words, there is a proposition about the relationship between the shape and structure of isocrystals and what exists in reality. Belch. Kyotaro Yanagida swallowed a snack and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Asuka before slowly speaking, "Actually, we have also encountered more abstract names in the past, such as 'Cerberus' and 'Salome', but these are also based on their shapes: for example, the former is similar to the three-headed dog of hell and has three unevenly distributed cores, and the latter is holding a human head and will give priority to protecting that head." ”

Paper Ancestor Asuka sighed and continued: "But no matter what, they are all based on real things, right?" ”

"Yes, so we're still investigating, and the basic hypothesis is that they exist mechanically after all the fixed or amorphous creatures that exist in the world, and that's because of this, the doctrine of isomorphism as a living thing has more supporters. Although we don't have a cold, we can't easily define anything until we discover the truth. “

Is that so? Izumi nodded, but the hexagons that overlapped and had no rules in the picture still couldn't be erased from his mind. If other things can be said to be shapeshifting, then how can this be described...... Do you mean it's because it's an experimental subject? He took a deep breath, said goodbye to them, and left the training ground.

Ride the elevator that has been eroded by time and has nothing to fear, Izumi Arami returns to the ground. He couldn't help but glance in this direction as he passed by the confinement cell, and the butterflies wrapped around him and even made his breathing numb and thin, and for a moment his heart was going to be agitated, as if he was infected by her, and he felt a sense of sadness that wanted to cry without tears. He turned on the headset, and Zhuang Sihong's information came into view, and he watched as the flying characters slowly appeared and slowly disappeared, and silently closed the data system and walked out of Canaan.

No one stopped him, and he would participate in various exercises anyway, and occasionally visit the Emissary Training Center, a place where he had the ability to fight as an emissary but had no memory at all, and perhaps never visited at all, as well as other nearby buildings, such as hospitals, educational institutions, and supermarkets. In contrast, there are several times fewer people living here than in the inner city, and only the emissary family or related personnel are willing to take the risk to come here from the comfort of the inner city. The traffic here is fairly smooth, but there are occasional paths that have fallen into disrepair, but they don't grow weeds – and if they do, that's a good thing. He bought a bottle of substitute drink at the supermarket, the energy block was like water but not water poured into his mouth, and it tasted like the last time he tasted isocrystals mixed with lemon and carbon dioxide, which stimulated his taste buds.

In the afterglow, he caught a glimpse of a little boy, probably running out of the training center, holding a banknote in his hand, tiptoeing from the waiter to exchange it for a pack of imitation sandwich biscuit energy blocks. He wanted to walk away without thinking, but he was hit on the shoulder by something - a teenager who looked a little older rushed into the store, pointed at the little boy and shouted, "I knew you were here!" Hey, Cattail, be obedient and go back with me?! ”

The boy called Cattail reacted much faster than him, taking the energy block in his hand and bending down to avoid the hand before the boy grabbed him, and then trotted to Izumi Huangbo, who hadn't noticed how serious the matter was, and pushed it hard, and the substitute drink that he had just taken a sip of was sprinkled in a perfectly harmonious arc, smashing on the boy's face and Izumi Huangbo's hand; Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cattail laughed evilly twice, stood still at the door of the supermarket, and shouted, "No one wants to stop me from being the king of the dead land!" And he hurried away.

Izumi Arabo only lost two hundred yen, but the boy was much more damaged by the energy block, and when he wanted to catch up, he stepped on it again and slipped and slammed his face on the ground, and then Izumi Arabo noticed that there was a brown isomorphic pattern that looked like a star on his palm, and he might also be a messenger. The waiter hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, changed a bottle of new-generation drinks for Izumi Huangbo, handed over a napkin while apologizing to a few people, and went to prepare a mop to mop the ground clean. Izumi silently pressed the coin against the counter, pulled out a few tissues from his pocket and handed them over.

"Ahh But the top priority is...... The cattail guy ......" The young man hurriedly took the tissue and ran out of the door, but found that it was empty, so angry that he clenched the tissue in his hand and "sighed" deeply, "Damn! Let him escape, really, inexplicably say something!! ”

"You're from the Emissary Training Center, right?" Izumi followed with a blank face.

"That's right! My name is Yusuke Torashima, and then that person's name is Saharu Ao, and we are both from the Messenger Training Center, and then I ...... I'm in charge of taking him today. Yusuke Torerashima reluctantly introduced, "Originally, we were going to simply explore and defeat the unformed isomorphs outside of Canaan, but that guy said 'I'm going to build my own kingdom' and ran around...... I don't know if I took the wrong medicine. Are you a messenger? People of your age are usually just messengers. ”

"Messenger, Izumi Wilderness. At the moment, because the hoverizer is broken, there is nothing to do. Izumi showed him his certificate, "Since you are going to Canaan, you should have issued a certificate." In that case, will he just go outside? ”。

"There's a possibility, so I'm going to go straight over there. …… What kind of material is this energy block, I can't wipe it off, so I have to wash it when I go back. Yusuke Torashima pouted and walked out of the supermarket, and Izumi followed his steps, "Anyway, it's not good if he is in danger, I have to find him, I have to find him!" Izumi-senpai, can you help me? ”

Why is it called a senior...... Obviously, you seem to be bigger than me, and if it weren't for me as an envoy, I would be more senior than you. Izumi nodded after listening to his words with a little crying and laughing. Yusuke Torerashima cheered, and he suddenly realized that it seemed reasonable to call Senpai - in every sense.