Why is the health bar displayed in the world?

Why is the health bar showing in the world? ! Author: Sanqian Hengsha

Summary:

Time travel may happen more than once.

The system that Li Mo got in exchange for sleeping for sixteen hours every day was incomplete. The moment the system started, a blood bar appeared in front of him in the world.

When he came to Demon Slayer, Tanjiro was five years old. He became a pillar that stood tall and firm, strangling tragedy in the cradle.

After coming to Genshin Impact, he became connected with the deceased priestess, and his life became connected with foxes.

Came to the Type-Moon world, and summoned a rabbit that was not a fox with the Witch of Betrayal, and learned its "Long Tail" method.

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Survive, fight, evolve. Li Mo is walking on this road.

"As long as the health bar of a being is visible, I will kill it even if it is a god."

Chapter 1 Anti-addiction

"Mr. Li, are you still keeping up with your studies?"

In the staff room, the woman still wearing a white windbreaker sat in her seat. Her name was Shizuka Hiratsuka, and she was a teacher. She was known in the school for being "nosy". For example, right now, the matter she was dealing with was not related to the class under her jurisdiction.

In front of her stood a student who looked ordinary, except that his hair was a little long, which made him look a little melancholy. It was not the first time that Shizuka Hiratsuka had dealt with this boy. If he was willing to take care of himself, he would attract a lot of attention from women.

Of course, Shizuka Hiratsuka did not volunteer to take over the work regarding this boy from other teachers just for the sake of beauty.

"I'm barely okay in science, but I'm having trouble with literature. I need Mr. Hiratsuka's help."

"I will help you find a solution to this... Li Jun, is your problem still not solved?"

Studying is not the main point, that is incidental. What needs to be dealt with is the strange disease that happened to him. He looks healthy and in good shape, much healthier than other frail students. How come he has a dormant strange disease?

The boy shook his head. This meant nothing good.

Come to think of it, he went to the hospital for many checkups, but they couldn't find out what was wrong with him. So he could only go see a psychologist.

At this point, Hiratsuka Shizuka was a little annoyed. The student's problem might be caused by psychological factors.

He is a transfer student who came to Japan for the first time a year ago. It is inevitable that he has psychological concerns in a foreign country.

But this is just speculation.

Hiratsuka Shizuka thought for a moment and continued, "So what do you think? If you want to continue to take leave to see a doctor, the school won't be an obstacle."

"My idea is to come to school for classes during the weekdays. I'll go to the hospital on weekends." The boy said. "The hospital can't find any problems, so let's take it slow."

"Okay, teacher respects your opinion. I won't waste your time today. Go back early."

"Thank you, teacher. I'm going back now."

The students left decisively, without any hesitation.

Shizuka Hiratsuka understands this student. If she only has eight hours of activity time in a day, she will still be so decisive in doing things and will not waste precious time on trivial matters.

“It’s annoying.”

The mature female teacher rubbed her hair, then lit a ladies' cigarette and put it in her mouth, letting the nicotine numb herself.

Today, Shizuka Hiratsuka is still worried about her students.

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Ten minutes later, Li Mo pushed his bicycle out of the main gate of Sobu High School. He looked around and found that there were few people on the sidewalk. Then he rode his bicycle and headed towards the defense line of his home.

It is spring now, and the cherry blossoms on both sides of the road are in full bloom. People with hay fever are walking on the streets wearing masks. The sun is just the right warmth, gentle like a mother.

The spring sunshine could not completely drive away the cold, so Li Mo was still wearing a coat.

He doesn't want to catch a cold. Going to the doctor when he's sick is a waste of his precious time. This is what he has learned from experience.

Riding his bicycle, occasionally paying attention to the cars on the road, he gradually immersed himself in his thoughts.

Li Mo is a Chinese time traveler.

More than a week ago in the afternoon, he opened and closed his eyes and found that the world had changed dramatically. He came to other people's rooms, and after a period of exploration, he had a preliminary understanding of his situation.

Then--

It seemed that at a certain point, he would collapse and not get up again. He would not wake up until the next day. This cycle would repeat over and over again, with only about eight hours of activity time each day.

In the past week or so, Li Mo had not come to school much, and he had been on leave and temporarily transferred between various hospitals. If you count carefully, he has been to nearly double-digit hospitals.

What was outrageous was that after the hospital heard him describe his situation, the process was almost a pixel-level replica. Even the results were very similar.

"There is nothing wrong with your body. You are in perfect health."

Li Mo had heard this kind of talk many times. His strange disease was undetectable by current human medicine. The doctor in charge would carefully suggest that he should see a psychiatrist.

It's very annoying.

The best news is that Mr. Hiratsuka didn't make things difficult for him. At the beginning, Li Mo was not dealing with Shizuka Hiratsuka, but another teacher. That teacher was extremely troublesome. At first, she suspected that he was making excuses for not wanting to study. Until one day, he performed in front of her how he went to bed on time and couldn't be woken up. Then Mr. Hiratsuka began to take care of his affairs.

By the way, when he woke up the next day, he found himself in the hospital.

Just then——

“Sizzle…@＃￥%^…Sizzle^%￥＃@…”

It was like the sound of electric current, mixed with the boring noise made by the old-fashioned TV when it entered the program list without any programs in the early morning.

Li Mo had no expression on his face, not even a frown on his face. He just held the bicycle with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other hand to check the time.

——15:45.

Three forty-five in the afternoon was a very early hour. Most Japanese high school students were doing club activities at this time, but he went home like the other members of the Homecoming Club.

It’s almost time. It looks like I won’t be able to take a bath when I get back.

“I’m not happy!”

During the past week or so since he came here, Li Mo's greatest pleasure has been playing mobile games while taking a bath. Shower? He has completely forgotten about his previous lifestyle.

Calculating the time, he knew that he would be at the foot of his apartment in five minutes. Then it would take another five minutes to get the bike back to his room. Maybe he could change into his pajamas in the last five minutes.

——15:50.

The nameless traveler from another world arrived at the apartment building, packed up his mount, and went up the stairs.

——15:55.

The guest named Li Mo came to his door, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and went in. He changed into indoor shoes, went into the guest room, changed into pajamas, and lay on the bed waiting for the "blackout" to come.

It should be so.

At this time, Li Mo's neighbor came out of his house. The two met at the narrow metal staircase, greeted each other, and then left.

After such a brief exchange, Li Mo's movements in opening the door slowed down a lot.

What did I see?

He stared at the neighbor who was leaving with his eyes wide open. This neighbor had nothing on his head, nothing special.

Did I see it wrong?

At the moment when the neighbor left, Li Mo seemed to see something appear above his head. It should be a long thing filled with red paint.

But when he looked again, the thing was gone.

"never mind."

Li Mo looked down at the time.

——15:57, he successfully wasted another two minutes.

He entered the house and changed into indoor shoes. He locked the door and ran around the room, his slippers making loud noises on the wooden floor. He returned to his bedroom, and without changing his clothes, he took off his school uniform and lay on the bed in his boxer briefs.

——16:00.

At this moment, Li Mo's unique "night" fell instantly. The activity of his cerebral cortex began to slow down a lot, and his whole body entered a state of low energy consumption. All perceptions of the outside world were shut down.

But… in his mind, a strange thing began to come alive. Something like noise appeared, echoed, and made a sizzling sound. Just like the electrocardiogram of a person who had come back to life, the sound began to become clear.

Suddenly, it was like an old radio, working with all its might, barely delivering the last valuable message.

"Zizi... To protect... Zizi's... physical and mental health, users under the age of 18 will be restricted by the anti-addiction system. You... Zizi... were online today... Zizi... for 8 hours. Forced to log off... Please... verify your real name..."

Chapter 2: Awakening at dawn

Li Mo woke up from his bed. He stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. The dark light in the room made it difficult for him to see what the ceiling looked like. As a newcomer, he was not very familiar with his own ceiling.

In the past, the first thing I did when I woke up was to get out of bed under the stimulation of the sun. I washed up, had breakfast, went to the hospital, and went to school twice. On the first day, I walked slowly because I was late anyway. On the second day, I jogged and barely made it to the school gate. But the first class had already started.

Today is different.

"Now, is it...night?"

Li Mo couldn't believe it. He had never seen the dark night in the more than a week since he came to this world. While groping in the dark to find the light, Li Mo suddenly remembered that he had hardly ever turned on the light in this room. Fortunately, he opened the curtains and found the light switch with the help of the faint moonlight.

I pressed it gently, and the room became much brighter. I looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

12: 05.

"Did I wake up at twelve in the morning? Why? Why didn't I wake up at eight in the morning today?"

Li Mo pressed his temples. What was happening in front of him made him feel difficult to deal with. Was there something special today? Or was his illness cured? If the strange disease was really fine, then he would enjoy his youth again?

Li Mo knew Shizuka Hiratsuka. But all his attention was on the strange disease. It was good to know that this world was just a normal flow, even if there were some supernatural elements. One's own health was the real thing.

So what to do next?

At twelve o'clock in the morning, he was no longer willing to fall asleep. From four o'clock in the afternoon to twelve o'clock in the morning, eight hours of sleep was enough. Moreover, he had been sleeping for sixteen hours every day for some time. If he continued to sleep, his body would rust.

"As expected, let's go take a bath first. We can talk about the early morning things later."

Li Mo has plenty of experience in staying up late in the early morning.