The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

But if it is a war for the survival of race and country, he feels that those who fight for it are undoubtedly heroes.

Unfortunately, the war he wanted was destined to be without hatred, because "nothing" existed, like the people who were "sacrificed" at the hands of these visitors from another world.

Then, total war would just be his own willful act.

Shaking off the thoughts in his mind and trying to convince himself not to act like a man of pleasure and cause chaos in this alien world, Yang Pojun looked at Tiangong Ziyin.

"How is the experience of operating the power of existence?"

"How should I put it... It's surprisingly simple, and it's very similar to the operation of magic. It's just that I can't produce the power of existence myself, and I can only rely on what Shana gave me. It feels far inferior to my own magic."

Tiangong Ziyin said.

Yang Pojun nodded, and took to heart the fact that the other party felt the two operations felt similar.

He was not quite clear about this.

If the total magic power of an ordinary person is compared to 10, the total magic power of a professional swordsman is about 100, but Yang Pojun himself actually only has 1.

If the statement that the amount of magic power determines whether one's future destiny is great is correct, then he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this situation. After all, they are outsiders, and their destiny cannot be shared across worlds...right?

If that's the case, magic should also exist in his original world.

Back to the topic, Tiangong Ziyin's feelings have certain research value and are useful in exploring the nature and differences of these two energies. Although Yang Pojun lacks the professional knowledge to conduct in-depth research, he still has some potential.

Yes, it’s Shana and Tiangong Ziyin.

The former is a contractor of the powerful Red World Demon King, and the latter possesses excellent magical power that is said to be rated A.

With the Emperor Armor that can manipulate time, Yang Pojun can let them try various attempts to explore their abilities, and if anything really happens, he can just rewind time.

Don't say that he clearly likes Wang Xiangyang, and Li Ziyang's Emperor Hero is now shamelessly using the power of the Emperor Armor. With the Emperor Armor, why worry about not being able to see the real person? As long as he understands the principle of time travel and solves all the chores, the first thing he will do is to go to the armor world to see the real person!

"So, Shana, how do you feel about your training in Tiangong?"

He asked about Shana, who seemed to have trained Tiangong Ziyin in close combat skills.

"I tested his combat ability a little bit. It's just like an average kid of his age. At best, he's a little lucky."

Shana responded after making two mistakes due to the terrain during the battle.

"Hmm... So luck can be used in battle?"

Yang Pojun thought of the Son of Destiny who summoned meteorites in desperate situations to defeat a powerful enemy. Then he looked at Tiangong who seemed to be being beaten unilaterally, and once again felt that the opponent's abilities were very ordinary.

Since they can’t even stop meteorites from falling from the sky, Tiangong’s luck can only be classified as a superpower.

Thinking about it this way, it would not be a bad idea to let Tiangong try to break through the demon realm, which requires honing one's skills and spirit to the limit before it can be possible to break through.

Yang Pojun had never thought about what use that state would have for him. He could not cross it, nor did it affect the power of the armor. The most important thing was that his skills seemed to be pretty good, but he lacked the memory of the training process, so it was as difficult for him to sharpen his spirit as for a 200-pound fat man to go directly to the training intensity in the army.

So it’s still persecution... He said that training Tiangong Ziyin is useful.

In fact, his current evaluation of Shana has slightly decreased as the number of Crimson World disciples and Fire Mist Warriors defeated by him has increased. On the contrary, he can look forward to the demons whose upper limit he does not know.

"Then take a rest first. It's getting late. You can go take a shower first. I'll buy you something delicious. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Melon buns."

"No, don't replace a meal with dessert. You can have a little after dinner as a midnight snack."

"My word... Sushi?"

"Sure, there seems to be a sushi restaurant in this city that has good reviews, so let's have sushi for dinner tonight."

Yang Pojun nodded.

He is the type of person who remembers the last time he ate sushi. With his short memory, he has long forgotten when he last ate it or whether he had eaten it before. This is a rare opportunity, so it might be a good idea to try some authentic Japanese sushi.

……

There is an airport on the route to the sushi restaurant where Yang Pojun is about to arrive.

An adult man in a suit and sunglasses lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke on the street, with the turbid purple flame flickering on the cigarette butt.

"Although Hecate said that they sensed roughly this area, it's hard to say exactly how large the range is. And it would be quite troublesome if the leader of the alliance ran around on his own."

The man muttered to himself in a low voice, frowning as he thought about his primary task this time.

"Xiu De Nan."

The petite blonde girl in a dress called out the man's name.

"What's wrong, Tilia?"

"My brother just ran away."

"Then why don't you just go find it?"

"You are our bodyguard, right? What's the point of a bodyguard leaving his employer to smoke? Or do you think you can find me easily if you leave my Cradle Garden?"

"If Surat had run so far, you would have gone crazy, right? And you should know where he is, right?"

"In that case, as a bodyguard, you might as well do what you are supposed to do."

Looking at the arrogant look on the girl's tender face, Xiu Denan sighed.

As the bodyguard of a pair of siblings, this was a secondary mission he agreed to before receiving the main mission.

So the bodyguard followed the blonde dress girl and walked towards where her brother was.

It also brought me closer to a certain boy who was walking to buy sushi.

【176】Unexpected help and personality correction

In the alley behind the airport terminal, five teenagers committed violence against another teenager.

"This guy can't even speak Japanese."

"You can't even speak Japanese and you came to Japan, what the hell are you doing here!"

The violent teenagers were wearing fashionable clothes and their faces were full of contempt for the bullied boy.

"stop."

A voice called them.

"what?"

The boys stopped what they were doing and turned around.

The person who spoke was a teenager of about their age, wearing casual clothes and round sunglasses, with a facial feature that was somewhere between handsome and distinguished.

It's an annoying handsome guy (crossed out)

He is a nosy handsome guy.

"Huh? Where did this idiot come from? We are doing business here, and you dare to come and ruin our fun!"

"Your business... is to bully someone..."

Yang Pojun took off his sunglasses and looked at the blond boy on the ground, who was wearing a fine suit but covered in footprints and garbage. He wondered for a moment whether the boy was twelve or thirteen or fourteen years old, and then said:

"Bullying a kid who's visiting your country for the first time?"

“So he’s a foreigner who can speak Japanese.”

One of the boys realized what he meant and laughed.

"We come here every now and then to find this kind of sucker to fill our empty wallets. The police don't care about us, so you are nothing. You are a fatherless and motherless bastard..."

“【Kneel down and apologize】.”

"thump!"

Something indescribable rose in the heart of the young man who had just insulted Yang Pojun. He knelt down almost subconsciously, his forehead bleeding on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Red bean paste private Marseille da da!!!"

The other four people who had just raised their feet to continue kicking the blond boy were stunned for a moment.

"Hey, hey, you're like that?"

"Idiot, the person on the other side is a sword cutter! And he's a mind control type!"

The four boys reacted and knelt down obediently one by one, regardless of the garbage on the ground that they had kicked over onto the blond boy.

"S-Sorry, we were blind and offended you!"

The status of a sword cutter is a delicate profession.

On the one hand, they are respected because of their great power, but on the other hand, due to the difference in numbers and some criminals who abuse their abilities, they are criticized, so this group has a very strict supervision mechanism.

However, the regulatory mechanism protects innocent ordinary people. If the trivial things done by these teenagers are discovered, they will at least be sent to jail. If they are visited by the people they have offended before, they will definitely not have a good ending according to their habit of robbing rich people.

Therefore, these teenagers knew not to give in when they realized that they had no way to defeat the other party.

Yang Pojun looked at the five people with cold blue eyes.

Speaking of which, the Yang family once discussed the issue of apology.

The cause was probably that Yang Weijia, a teacher, complained that a student in his class abused another student and refused to apologize afterwards.

Because it was impossible to determine who first said something that was enough to cause the quarrel and led to the situation getting out of control, the final decision was that both parties apologized to each other.

However, because one of them refused to cooperate, this matter became very troublesome to handle.

Yang Pojun asked the question at that time whether apology was useful.

So the dispute began.

Yang Wuqu put his feet on the table, saying that a rubbish apology that is not acknowledged after all the actions are still rubbish, it is better to not apologize at all, that way it is at least pure rubbish, and reversal afterward is also a matter of afterward. And in the end, an apology cannot solve any problem.

Yang Weijia’s view is that facts are one thing, but an apology is a basic matter of attitude. It’s just that a forced apology is meaningless.

In the end, the most correct approach was for Yang Lucun to kick Yang Wuqu out of his position, apologize, and make him pay the price not to make the same mistake again.

Yang Pojun took a deep breath and asked, "How much did you rob this child for?"

"It's all here."

A young man handed over a bulging wallet. Yang Pojun opened it and flipped through it. There was about 80 yen in it.

Among all punishments, labor reform and things that go against one's conscience are probably the most profound, and sometimes they are even more effective than simple violence.

"still reading?"

"...Yes, I'm a freshman, and the other four are three sophomores and one junior."

"How are your grades on weekdays?"

"We... don't study much and basically skip classes."

Very good, this saves a lot of trouble.

Yang Pojun gave them the order to [command].

"["Apologize" to this child. From now on, if you get less than 80% of the total score on each test, kick the other four in the balls. If you can't do it, run barefoot on the street wearing... a female school swimsuit and shout your own name loudly. Do at least one good deed that can be considered helpful every month.]"

It is impossible for Yang Pojun to kill someone just because of a word, as that is illegal. However, he felt it would be unworthy to take action against such a person, so he used this method.

Speaking of which, it wasn't actually the first time he had done this to reform a gangster who had committed a crime that was not life-threatening but was a mess.

The incident in the past where he used his ability to treat school bullies and sent several people to the hospital still had an impact on him. In order not to waste medical resources and to completely eradicate some bad phenomena, he used his ability in this way from the age of 15 onwards.

A large number of decadent young and middle-aged people who had been living a lazy life have become helpful and energetic people. Such news has been reported in local newspapers.

The five teenagers stood up in horror, apologized to the blond boy, brushed off the dust and garbage on his body, picked up his personal belongings, sorted them out, wiped them clean, and returned them to him, finally bowing more than ninety degrees.

Look, what a harmonious scene! In the future, they will surely become good people praised by everyone.

Yang Pojun thought so.

However, his approach this time was actually problematic, because there was no deadline set and no way to deal with the situation where one was unable to do so, so… I hope these people will be healthy for the rest of their lives.

"elder brother!"

A sharp female voice came from behind and Yang Pojun turned his head.

Bili——

A tingling sensation piercing the skin.

The last time he had this feeling was when Yang Wuqu fed a strange potion to a wild cat he picked up, and the cat turned into a muscle beast that attacked Yang Pojun in the middle of the night.