Live Survival, but Start with Attack on Titan

Just looking at Mikasa's abdominal muscles...

I'll be considered a pervert...

"Okay, let me take care of Third Master's diet."

He earned 20,000 points at once. Even if the live broadcast system was dormant for another year, these points would be enough for Zheng Anhe to live a comfortable life.

Although he is very active, he is only eleven years old after all, and doesn't eat much.

When I was one or two years older, my appetite became exaggerated.

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

The live broadcast finally stabilized, and the man sitting in front of the computer and mobile phone nodded.

But his joy could not even last for a second, and the picture on the screen suddenly disappeared!

[Live broadcast is disconnected, please refresh and try again]

"Fuck! I just gave the tip!!! The anchor shut down the show and ran away???"

......

【Live broadcast ends! 】

"Eh?"

Zheng Anhe was a little confused by the live broadcast system that turned on and off automatically for no apparent reason.

He really had no way to deal with this thing that was completely beyond his control.

"Okay! It's decided! Brother Anhe, if you have time, please teach us how to use a knife!"

After finding the direction to become stronger, Alan began to place his hopes on his most reliable brother.

During this period of wandering, both food and shelter were found almost entirely by Zheng Anhe and Mikasa.

It’s not that Eren and Armin are lazy, but whenever they want to help, Mikasa and Yasukawa will persuade them away with various reasons.

Brother Anhe not only solved the food problem, but also took the time to learn a lot of knife skills from Mr. Hannes!

Now that you have decided to join the search corps, the application of weapons must be put on the agenda!

"this..."

He didn't want to cause himself more trouble, but seeing Armin and even Mikasa looking at him with hope, Zheng Anhe could only nod:

"All right..."

......

Time flies as the seasons change.

When a person focuses on one thing, time always passes quickly...

[Knife (slashing weapon) application - mastery: 6560/3w (next stage mastery)]

Apart from the improvement of skills and the strengthening of physique, there was no other gain this year.

The live broadcast system seemed to be out of control, the switch was totally out of control and it would never turn on in peaceful daily life.

"Thank you for your hard work, Anhe."

Once again taking the day's food for everyone from the boy's hands, Mikasa's usually calm and resolute eyes gradually began to reveal her heartfelt concern for her companion.

“These meals...”

"Well, the shredded meat inside is made of chicken, beef, and other kinds of meat shredded and mixed in."

"To avoid arousing Eren and Armin's suspicion?"

"Just to keep them from worrying."

If we only rely on so-called "refugee relief", even if they are only children in their teens, they will not receive any extra attention.

Three loaves of black coarse-grain bread, as rough as gravel, were all the food a refugee had every day.

The food, which was not much bigger than a fist, was obviously not enough for growing children.

Without the explanation from the barrage master, Zheng Anhe would not know how these children grew up.

But since some audience members have already given him tips and asked him to take care of the children's diet, he will certainly not go back on his word.

If you open a small kitchen, you can buy enough rice and all the necessary meat, fruits and vegetables with just a few points.

Then, they would mix it up as much as possible and make it look unsightly - to disguise it as charity from other kind-hearted people.

"...if it's really dangerous to get these..."

Looking worriedly at this elder brother who had always taken great care of them, Mikasa didn't know what to say.

No words can express my gratitude for the care I have received over the years.

Mikasa didn't know where these precious foods came from, but she had a vague guess.

The city of Maria, which has long been filled with giants...

Anhe, could it be...

"Hmm? Aren't these enough for today?"

Seeing the girl biting her lip and taking a long time to serve meals to the other two children, Zheng Anhe asked in confusion.

"No, just."

"If you need help, please call me!"

The girl's eyes were extremely firm, and the emotion and determination contained in them were even greater than that of Eren, who hated Titans!

She doesn't want to lose anyone she cares about anymore...

"...Don't worry, I won't die easily."

"Ok!"

......

"Woo!"

With his mouth full, Alan struggled to finish the lunch in front of him... Although it looked a mess, the fruit and vegetable rice with a lot of meat added obviously whetted the boy's appetite!

After finishing his dinner quickly, Alan wiped the corners of his mouth and immediately stood up, trying his best to chop the wooden man that was casually built.

As for Armin, he chewed every mouthful of rice in the box carefully, always with his head down...

"Did Brother Anhe also prepare today's food?"

"Um..."

Mikasa, who was also chewing carefully, responded with a nasal sound.

"Every time I go to Anhe to prepare food, I always meet kind people..."

Looking at his 'brother' swinging his sword in the distance, Armin looked a little lonely.

I am so incompetent...

Shouldn't it have been discovered long ago?

No matter how sloppy one is... no one would throw away food with meat on it...

"Don't think too much, just eat."

Since I can't help anyway, I might as well not worry or ask. This will save that reliable brother the trouble of explaining things, and it will also reduce trouble, right?

Mikasa concentrated on finishing the food in her hand, as if any neglect would be a great insult.

"Um..."

Instead of worrying about it, what we should do now is to grow up and stop being a burden to anyone.

His expression recovered from his dejected state and Armin clenched his teeth.

It's okay, it will be soon!

The training corps will begin recruiting soon.

As long as you pass the test, the Corps will be responsible for your food in the future!

Brother Anhe, you don’t have to bear so much pressure!

......

Chapter 5: Knife Man?

"Start now! The induction ceremony for the 104th training corps will begin!"

"Unfortunately! I am the instructor who will be in charge of teaching you for the next three years: Keith Shadis!"

【Live broadcast starts】

"Are the names of the people here so hard to remember?"

Standing solemnly in the array, seeing the small ball of light floating up beside him, which only he could vaguely see, Zheng Anhe realized that his audience could see his situation again.

Following several other children who joined the training corps, the boy is now dressed in a uniform, with two crossed training swords engraved on the back of his brown jacket - a symbol of the training corps.

[Want to be Ganyu's Dog: The broadcast is on~ How was everyone last night? I was really upset without the live broadcast]

[Kafka's Baby: I miss you so much after not seeing you for just one day]

[The Greatest Fun on Earth: The story of training the legion has begun? Ah... It will take another three years before the new war officially begins? Even if the story is skipped and it only takes three days... That would be boring enough...]

[Great Onmyoji: Hehe, don't say that. Aren't the three inner demons here? Even if it's a three-year training period, there's still a lot of fun.]

Along with a welcome prompt sound, the barrage of comments in An He's eyes began to refresh the screen again.

I don’t know if it’s Zheng Anhe’s illusion, but he feels that more and more people are coming to his live broadcast room these few times...

"I have no intention of welcoming you! You are just livestock now!"

The instructor standing on the podium had a ferocious expression on his face and gave a stern and loud lecture.

Waves of insulting words spewed out from the fierce instructor's mouth, making the children who were standing in strict military posture dare not move at all.

[The most fun thing on earth: Boredom, isn't it just to deny everything about these twelve-year-old children and make them completely soldiers who only know how to obey orders? It makes you feel superior.]

[Kafka's good boy: That's not true. After all, if these kids don't focus enough on their practice, they'll die if they encounter a giant.]

[Great Onmyoji: Death is bullshit! The better the performance of the soldiers in the training corps, the more likely they are to join the military police corps far away from the giants and become the superior ones. This is the system of this garbage empire in the world of giants, hehe.]

"..."

Neither the barrage in his mind nor the instructor's speech on the podium could distract Zheng Anhe in the slightest.

Although he was standing straight now, he was still thinking about the chopping method he practiced yesterday.

Over the past two years, he actually sometimes felt a little strange about himself.

As if possessed by a demon, he would devote all his mind to practicing his skills whenever he had free time. Apart from the necessary time for eating and sleeping, all his energy was spent on swinging the sword.

But on days like this, he didn't feel bored at all. Instead, he made great progress and even enjoyed it.

Because he seldom wields a truly sharpened long sword, Zheng Anhe has no idea of ​​the extent to which he can exert the power of the knife he has mastered.

"Knife... um... it should be like this..."

His eyes looked a little empty, and the boy was obviously distracted, not paying any attention to the outside calls.

"Hey!"

"Hey!!!"

After shouting several times but getting no response, the instructor on the stage looked visibly gloomy...

"You boy!"

Leaping down from the stage, Keith grabbed Zheng Anhe by the collar and lifted the twelve-year-old boy up!

"You kid! What on earth are you thinking about!?"

The lecture was over, and just as these guys were about to start introducing themselves, Keith encountered a huge obstacle!

The first one is the troublemaker! This class of students is so hard to lead!!!

[Great Onmyoji: This old Deng is about to begin]