Are you worthy enough to listen to what I, Shura Armor, have to say?

There was some uncertainty in Haotian's tone, and then he took out a golden flute pendant from the mummy bandage.

Xiangzi also recognized this pendant because it was the one that Saki always wore around her neck.

"Is this... Sister Saki's pendant...?" Xiangzi asked uncertainly. Compared to Haotian and Dagu, she didn't have much friendship with Saki. She was just an ordinary friend whom she had known for not too long.

She could hardly even remember what the other person looked like, but the reason she had such a deep impression of the pendant was mainly because Haotian cherished the pendant very much and would take it out and blow it from time to time. The unique tone belonging to Saki's home planet left a deep impression on Xiangzi.

"Is it related to Sister Saki?" Xiangzi asked.

"Well, Sister Saki said she met a monster friend in this village before."

Haotian's entire face was wrapped in bandages, revealing only a pair of eyes staring at the pendant in his hand: "She and that monster had agreed to meet every ten years, but now she has gone back, so she asked me to talk to that monster friend."

"Every ten years...it's incredible how long-lived these guys are. They only get together once in such a long time, don't they forget?"

Xiangzi accepted the fact that Saki had monster friends very calmly. After all, it was not the first time she had seen monsters. She even had the ghost-killing secrets of the great ghost-killing god Ida Iryu in her head.

However, hearing about this kind of gathering that happens once every ten years made her feel a little sad. After all, she had not lived more than sixteen years at most, and she had no way of imagining how these guys who lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years actually lived.

"Who knows? Maybe in their eyes, ten years is just like one or two months in our eyes." Haotian shrugged in response to Xiangzi. He didn't feel anything about this matter. In his opinion, the only difference between the two is living longer and living shorter.

"Is that so... In comparison, we humans suddenly feel quite insignificant."

Xiangzi couldn't help but feel a little strange. If these monsters with magical powers and long lifespans have existed on Earth since ancient times, then why are humans still the overlords of the Earth, rather than monsters?

With their abilities, they should have been able to replace him long ago.

If one year doesn't work, then two years. If two years don't work, then three years. They have almost endless lives, so as long as they are willing to do it, they should be able to succeed in anything.

so......

"Why can't the monsters become overlords?" Xiangzi asked himself curiously.

Haotian definitely couldn't answer her question. After all, his brain capacity was not enough to think about such a complicated question. Not to mention other people. Very few people knew about the existence of monsters, let alone answering a question like hers.

The only one who can answer this question now is probably a real monster, except for Jingtian Jinglong, who is possessed by a caterpillar and is not sure whether he is dead or not.

"Because the monsters rely on humans for their existence, they won't bully humans too much."

Suddenly, an older voice came from behind, explaining Xiangzi's doubts. The two of them felt something and looked back at the same time. They saw that a small ramen stall had appeared behind them, and next to the ramen stall stood a very energetic bald uncle.

"Human emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, sadness... Monsters are born from these emotions and feed on them. If humans are eliminated, the monsters themselves will slowly die. This is what is called a symbiotic relationship."

The uncle came over with a black umbrella and a smile on his face: "Hey, Saki's friend, my name is Obike, or you can call me Master Ayan."

Haotian and Xiangzi both inherited Jinglong's knowledge. They could tell at a glance that the other was definitely not a human being, but a monster.

But the strange thing is that although they all knew that the other party was an alien, they could not feel even the slightest hostility towards each other, as if their bodies subconsciously developed a sense of intimacy with each other.

What a wonderful existence.

The two couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, but Haotian didn't forget the important business. He pushed his wheelchair forward and was about to say something, but he saw Obik raise his hand to stop him.

"I feel like you're going to tell a long story. It's better to eat something before listening to the story."

Obik smiled and pointed to the ramen stand behind him: "How about a bowl of soba noodles? It's my treat."

Chapter 152: The Monster That Stays

"Ha... Does that mean she finally went back?"

"Yeah, I'm back."

"That's it..."

Next to the small ramen stall, Mummy Haotian and Xiangzi sat together slurping noodles, while Uncle Obik looked at the village in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

In the cold wind, Haotian felt refreshed by a bowl of hot buckwheat noodles. It would have been even better if Xiangzi next to him didn't always try to tie his hands and feet with a red face and feed him noodles.

Haotian is such a great man, how could he not see Xiangzi's little trick?

Ever since he started getting bandaged, this guy has been trying to get close to him cautiously, trying to tie him up at home so that he can't use "Xiaotian, move". If you can't see this, he must be a real god.

Still don't understand?

Fengchuan is really petty. He wants to tie him to the bed and watch him make a fool of himself!

Fuck him, it's been over 100 chapters since this happened, why is this blue-haired guy still thinking about it? Can't he just act like he hates the crime but not the person and quickly move on from this?

We must put an end to this keyboard warrior's hidden abilities, right?

Women, they are indeed very scary.

Haotian drank a mouthful of soup and felt that this man was really terrible. He had good intentions at the beginning. Li Xi and Chu Hua were still better.

Thinking about it this way, if he counted the time he had spent in another world, it seemed like he hadn't seen Lixi and Chuhua for a long time. Logically speaking, although Chuhua was busy with the band's affairs now, he should have gone to report his safety to them as soon as possible.

But in his current state, he felt embarrassed to meet those two people, fearing that they would worry or something.

I'm so angry that I want to chop down some aliens or monsters.

Haotian sighed, and Obik seemed to have noticed something. He smiled and gave him another portion of barbecued pork: "Little brother, you must be a foreigner, right?"

"Thank you, but you can still see this kind of thing."

Haotian looked at Obike in surprise. He thought that his Japanese was pretty good and he spoke it very authentically. His Japanese was even better than Chihaya Aine's English. It could be said that he was very capable.

Moreover, since they are both East Asians, the difference in appearance is not that big, and few people can tell that he is actually from the neighboring country.

But that’s not entirely correct. In fact, they should be people from a big country next door in another world.

"Is this also a monster's ability?" Xiangzi was also a little curious when he heard their conversation. After all, the secret book given by Jingtian Jinglong did not mention that monsters could use this trick.

"That's not the case," Obik said, stroking his bald head and laughing. "How should I put it... should it be said that as people live longer, they become more and more capable of judging people? But I'm not really sure how to tell them apart. For me, I'm best at judging if someone is a wanderer or not."

"Wanderer?"

"Yeah, it's people who have left their hometowns, like Saki, who came from another planet, or wandering samurai."

Obik looked at Haotian with a nostalgic look in his eyes: "Brother, you have this kind of aura, very similar to the warriors of the past, but also a little different."

"How should I put it... Bro, you're the type of guy who's not too obsessed with going back, right?"

In the past, those wandering warriors either had to leave their hometowns for certain reasons, or wanted to return home in glory after making a name for themselves. In fact, they were always concerned about their hometowns, but Obik did not see that feeling in Haotian.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to go back, but he doesn’t have a strong obsession with going back. He is in a delicate state where it would be best to go back, but not going back is also okay.

"Soyo" Haotian nodded very frankly. After all, it was not something difficult to say out loud.

Hearing his admission, Obik immediately asked eagerly, "Can you tell me why?"

Haotian thought for a moment and replied, "Because I'm living pretty well here. I've made a lot of new friends and found someone important. As for over there... to be honest, I don't know as many people as I do here."

In the original world, Haotian was not a very lonely person and he had quite a few friends.

But he is an orphan after all, and the world over there is different from the world here. Without TPC, everyone is under great pressure in life and is busy with their own affairs, so over time they lose contact.

Haotian didn't mean to complain about the original world. If he had to say anything, it was that the world here was too weird. Because of the existence of TPC, productivity developed very quickly, and many civilian technologies could be said to be at the science fiction level in another world.

For example, the virtual reality arcade that seems to be going online soon is SAO coming to reality.

In this context, apart from having to worry about monsters and aliens, under normal circumstances, the pressure of life is actually much less than that in the world over there. Otherwise, why would this world enter the era of big girl bands?

Everyone has money and free time and doesn't have to worry about the future prospects. Just look at these guys and see if they would behave themselves if they were placed in Japan in the Haotian world.

Therefore, although he did not stay in this world for too long, Haotian was surprised to find that his relationship with everyone in this world was actually better.

I am so happy here that I don’t miss my original world.

"Is this so..."

When Obik heard Haotian's words, his eyes suddenly dimmed for some reason. When he was about to say something else, he heard a familiar voice coming from afar.

"Boss Ayan, two bowls of noodles, with extra barbecued pork!"

Ok?

This powerful voice and footsteps

Haotian looked back and found that it was Bad Brain and Caterpillar whom he had not seen for a long time.

These two brothers are like conjoined twins, always together wherever they go. Sometimes Haotian is really curious whether they are gay and why they are so close.

"Ah, Boss? How did you become like this?"

The moment Haotian's eyes met, Bad Brain recognized him immediately and greeted Xiangzi beside him: "Hey, Fengchuan classmate, long time no see."

"Long time no see... No, why can you still recognize Xiaotian even though he is in this state?" Xiangzi suddenly felt a sense of crisis. After all, she thought that she would not be able to recognize Haotian if he was in this state.

Don’t ask why. In Hen Ka’s worldview, as long as you wear a black mask that covers half of your face, others will definitely not recognize you.

This is the basic setting.

"Isn't it natural that he can recognize him? After all, there shouldn't be another man like the boss in the world." Bad Brain didn't notice that Xiangzi suddenly became a little angry, and sat next to Haotian with Caterpillar, who had closed his eyes and was sleepwalking.

"So, Boss, what exactly happened on your side?"

"Nothing, I just had a fight with someone in space and got a little injured." Haotian explained briefly, then asked: "But you, why did you run here in the middle of the night? This place is quite far from Area K."

"this is..."

"Because this place is going to be demolished soon, you came back to pack up your things, right?"

Bad Brain was about to explain when Obi Ke took over with two bowls of soba noodles: "Here, two big bowls with barbecued pork."

"Yes, yes, boss, you know me well!"

Bad Brain immediately took a deep breath of enjoyment towards the bowl of noodles, and couldn't wait to pick up some noodles with chopsticks and start slurping them up in big mouthfuls. In the blink of an eye, he had finished the whole bowl of noodles, including the soup, and then he immediately prepared to finish the second bowl.

"...I thought you ordered it for the caterpillar, but you're going to eat two bowls?" Haotian complained with a dark face, "He really suffered a lot following you."

"Boss, look at what you said." Bad Brain pointed nonchalantly at the caterpillar who was sleepwalking and snoring beside him: "It's not that I don't want to feed him, it's just that no one in this world can eat in a dream."

...Then why do you insist on taking him with you?

Haotian really wanted to complain out loud, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that if he argued with these two people, he would lose, so he had to change the subject: "Speaking of which, did you move from here to K area? I thought you were a genuine Beijing master, after all, you are also a young master, right?"

"Young Master?"

Xiangzi looked over curiously, looked up and down at Bad Brain, who was only wearing a cheap, shoddy sleeveless vest and cape, and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"Really? Didn't I tell you that his family owns a huge martial arts gym spread all over the country, with over a million members?"

Haotian made a face reminiscing about the past: "Oh... when I taught him a lesson back then, he and hundreds of his lackeys surrounded me. Thinking about it now, it was a really strange experience."

"Three hundred and twenty-seven people, to be exact, and they are all elites," Bad Brain added.

"Although our family's rule is that no matter how many people come together, it can only be a one-on-one duel, but the eldest brother managed to win all 327 one-on-one duels. To be honest, when it was my turn, I was so scared that I almost fell to the ground."

...Seriously?

As a former noble lady, Xiangzi found it hard to imagine that the guy in front of him, who even went to the fields to dig wild grass to eat when he had no money at the end of the month and looked like a small-time gangster, could actually be such a young master.

This is the copy of the return of the Urban Dragon King, right? Wait, will a few men in black clothes suddenly appear beside this small-time gangster, kneel on one knee, and say some stupid things like the three-year period is up and welcome the young master back?

Xiangzi fell into confusion.

"But I was born in Tokyo. This is my grandfather's hometown. It's just our old house. I come back occasionally." Bad Brain explained while drinking the noodle soup and patting his belly with satisfaction.

"Ha... As expected, I came back just to eat your soba, Boss Ayan. Honestly, if one day I come back and can't eat it, I will really cry."

Bad Brain half-jokingly handed the money to Obik: "But I always feel that I shouldn't worry about this problem. After all, you look like a monster, boss. You have always looked like this since I was a child. Even my grandfather said that you looked like this when he was a child."

"The one he saw was my dad. Didn't I tell you that everyone in our family looks the same?"

Obik lied calmly. It seemed that he had been doing this for hundreds of years.

"By the way, speaking of your grandpa, Little Stone, is he okay now?"

"..."

After hearing this, Bad Brain, who was originally smiling, immediately fell silent. Obike immediately understood something and also put away his smile.

"Grandpa passed away in the spring of the year before last."

Bad Brain organized his words: "He has always been in good health. Maybe it's because he has always paid attention to health preservation. He has never had a serious illness and even does physical training every day."

"On the day he died, he suddenly showed me all his moves on a whim. After completing the last move, he suddenly fell to the ground and died."

This happened several years ago, but Bad Brain still feels a little sad every time he talks about it. After listening to it, Obik was stunned on the spot, opened his mouth, and finally sighed softly: "But Little Stone is still so young..."

"So young?" Bad Brain looked at Obi Ke in confusion. "Grandpa was 120 years old when he died."

Yes, he is only over a hundred years old and still a child.