Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

Kitahara Makoto took the three girls and started their search for the person without stopping.

This lifeless village seemed to be very old. It was basically made of traditional wooden structures, with low houses, winding roads, and an eerie and dead silence. Not to mention people, even the sound of insects or birds could not be heard. There was only the faint whimpering of the wind.

"When I went out for fun before, I visited the filming base of the Taiga drama in the scenic area." Ijichi Hongxia looked around and said curiously, "This village looks very much like the style of the Edo period."

"Indeed." Nagasaki Suyo nodded in agreement. "It's clearly the other world, but there is actually an Edo-era village. It feels magical."

Kitahara Makoto said casually: "You might encounter something even more 'magical' later, so don't be scared and cry, Sushi-san."

Nagasaki Suyo raised her right hand and assured: "Don't worry, I can still bear it very well."

Kitahara Makoto looked over silently and asked: "Who was the one who was scared and cried in the amusement park?"

"..."

The scheming young lady's pretty face turned slightly red, and she looked away guiltily.

"We've been walking for five minutes." Yamada Ryo suddenly stopped and said expressionlessly, "This won't work."

"Eh?" Ichichi Hongxia tilted her head and looked, "What's wrong with Liang?"

"Could Hongxia's cousin be hiding in a house on the side of the road?" Yamada Ryo suggested, "If we just keep walking along the road, will we miss her?"

Ichichi Hongxia frowned slightly when she heard this: "It is indeed possible... What does Kitahara say?"

"There are so many rooms, it would be too troublesome to search one by one." Kitahara Makoto pondered for a few seconds, "Why not ask your cousin to come and find us."

Ichichi Hongxia couldn't help but complain: "That kind of thing is definitely impossible, right?"

"It's possible." Kitahara Makoto suggested, "As long as we shout your cousin's name loudly, she will come to us when she hears the shout."

Yamada Ryo said expressionlessly: "I agree."

Ichichi Hongxia was a little hesitant after hearing this:

"But this village is very strange. Shouting might attract unknown dangers..."

"When you are undecided, ask for advice." Kitahara Makoto handed over the book of answers, "Who among you wants to ask questions?"

"Let me do it." Ichichi Hongxia put her hand on the book of answers, "...How can I find my cousin quickly?"

Crash.

The book of answers began to turn pages rapidly without any wind.

After a while, a piece of paper slowly stopped in front of everyone.

【Loud Call】

"It seems that Kitahara-san's suggestion is correct." Yamada Ryo said expressionlessly, "Let's shout."

"Okay, okay..."

Ijichi Hongxia took a deep breath, put her hands to her mouth, and shouted:

"Cousin Rinko, this is Hong Xia. If you hear me, please answer. We are here to see you!"

"..."

The sound echoed and spread throughout the silent village.

Next, the four of them took turns shouting as they moved forward in the dilapidated village, but the missing cousin was not found. Instead, a strange and harsh voice suddenly reached their ears.

Crunch.

The sound was strange, like rusty iron sheets rubbing against each other.

"Did you hear any strange noises?"

Ijichi Hongxia hesitated and looked around.

Yamada Ryo nodded: "I heard it."

The scheming young lady frowned slightly and quietly retreated behind everyone.

Kitahara Makoto narrowed his eyes, quickly locked onto the source of the sound, pointed his finger and said:

"It's that thing."

The three girls looked quickly and saw a figure sitting upright under the ruins not far away. The other person was wearing warrior armor that was very common in TV dramas. It looked old and worn due to the erosion of time, but it was still relatively intact overall, especially the exaggerated large crescent decoration on the front of the helmet, which was particularly intact.

Click click click.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure slowly stood up. The sound just now was obviously caused by the collision of the opponent's armor joints. He took stiff steps and walked towards the crowd step by step.

"Here it comes!"

Ijichi Hongxia's voice suddenly became tense.

Kitahara Makoto lowered his head and asked the beast-eared girl: "Xiaohua, what is that?"

The beast-eared girl had a blank expression on her face: "Puppet."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just a puppet."

"..."

Click click click.

Two red lights lit up under the iron mask of the undead warrior. He moved faster and faster as he strode towards Kitahara Makoto and the others. At the same time, he placed his right hand on his waist and suddenly pulled out the samurai sword he was carrying.

Although the samurai armor on his body was already tattered, the samurai sword was still as shiny as new and looked chilling.

Wow, this is a typical case of someone coming with bad intentions!

Looking at the murderous undead warriors, Ijichi Hongxia and Nagasaki Suyo couldn't help but show nervousness, only senior sister Xieliang remained expressionless.

"Kitahara-san, can you defeat it?" Yamada Ryo asked calmly.

Kitahara Makoto shook his head: "I'm not completely sure..."

"Then what are you waiting for." Senior Sister Xieliang turned around quickly, "The wind is blowing."

Chapter 145 I want to fight ten

"Wait a minute -"

Kitahara Makoto grabbed Senior Sister Xieliang and said speechlessly:

"I said I'm not completely sure, not completely sure."

You are so decisive that you just run away without saying a word!

"If you run around, you'll probably get lost, and you might even run into some other messy stuff." Kitahara Makoto said with a serious expression, "So stay still for now, and let me try to see if I can turn it into one of our own..."

If Xiaohua can be used as a mount, then the Undead Warrior obviously meets the standards for riding more, right?

It's just that the samurai sword looks a little dangerous, making people afraid to approach it easily. Apart from that, Kitahara Makoto is really not afraid... The reason is very simple.

Even standing up straight and wearing samurai armor, the undead warrior in front of him was still a head shorter than Kitahara Makoto, and looked quite "petite", about the same height as senior Hongxia.

As we all know, the average height of men in the Japanese Warring States period was 1.55 meters, and the average height of women was only 1.4 meters. People who were 1.7 meters tall were considered giants during the Warring States period. Honda Tadakatsu, known as the Japanese island Zhang Fei, was actually only 1.4 meters tall, Oda Nobunaga was 1.6 meters tall, and the double-sword swordsman Miyamoto Musashi was only 1.5 meters tall...

Regardless of whether the data is accurate or not, the undead warrior in front of him is really short.

If an elementary school student charges towards you, would you be afraid?

Of course not!

If neither side was armed, Kitahara Makoto even felt he could beat ten of them.

"We have to find a way to get rid of the katana first..." Kitahara Makoto's mind moved slightly, "Try the effect of the Hand of Deprivation."

Just try it.

Kitahara Makoto decisively stretched out his right hand towards the undead warrior, and then silently recited "deprivation" in his heart.

next second.

Kitahara Makoto only felt his hand sink. He looked down and his scalp suddenly went numb.

Damn it? !

What happened to the promise of depriving you of external things?

They actually took away the undead warrior's right leg? !

at the same time.

puff.

The undead warrior who lost one leg fell directly to the ground, as if he was stunned, and looked at his empty right leg in a daze.

"Why did it fall down..." Ijichi Hongxia opened her eyes wide, and her gaze suddenly fell on Kitahara Makoto's right hand, "Eh hey hey? What is that thing in Kitahara-san's hand?"

"A leg?"

"Hurry, throw it away!"

"Don't be nervous." Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and calmed down. "This thing is not a leg, but a part of the armor. It's just an empty shell."

The girls looked over nervously, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the inside of the leg armor was empty.

"Again."

Kitahara Makoto stretched out his right hand again and used the deprivation ability.

Whoosh.

Kitahara Makoto felt a slight heaviness in his hand, looked down, and another left arm armor appeared in his hand.

"What kind of ability is this?" Yamada Ryo tilted his head and looked at him curiously, "Taking away other people's equipment out of thin air... Is this the theft skill in the game?"

"It's deprivation," Kitahara Makoto corrected, "I did it openly, how can it be considered theft?"

Ichichi Hongxia said beside him:

"No matter what it is, Kitahara-san must not do anything illegal or disorderly."

Kitahara Makoto looked over speechlessly: "Senior Hongxia, please don't doubt my character..."

"Humph~"

Anyone who wants to openly establish a harem has no character at all!

What was strange was that although the undead warrior had lost a leg and an arm, he was not discouraged at all and continued to crawl towards the people on the ground. It was unknown what deep hatred he had.

"Then... continue to deprive."

Kitahara Makoto stretched out his right hand and clenched the air again.

With a thud in his hand, the shining samurai sword finally appeared in Kitahara Makoto's hand.

After using the Deprivation skill three times in a row, Kitahara Makoto felt his head suddenly become heavier and aching slightly. He understood in his heart:

"If used continuously for a short period of time, the consumption of mental energy will increase exponentially... I guess I have to be careful in the future."

Disarmament successful.

The undead warrior originally had the body of a petite elementary school student. Now, not only had he lost a leg and an arm, but even his weapons had been disarmed. He no longer posed any threat.

"Let's go and see what's going on."

Kitahara Makoto took the lead, holding a samurai sword, and stepped forward, followed by the three girls.

Seeing several people coming, the undead warrior still did not give up. He raised his only remaining hand and grabbed Kitahara Makoto.

"Tsk~ You're so small, but you have such a big temper."

Kitahara Makoto stepped on the opponent's arm, then stretched out his right hand and pressed it directly on the undead warrior's head, activating the ability of the Undead Knight.

"Eh, it doesn't meet the riding conditions?"

Kitahara Makoto was surprised to find that the undead warrior in front of him did not meet the riding conditions and could not be transformed into a mount.

Strange, even girls with animal ears can satisfy the requirement of riding, but a big undead warrior like you doesn’t meet the requirement?

"There's no problem with the ability." Kitahara Makoto frowned slightly, "Then the problem is this samurai armor..."

Taking a deep breath, Kitahara Makoto decisively took off the samurai armor one by one.