"But." Her entire upper body suddenly tilted over, bending over in front of Garen. Their noses were almost touching, and their faces were almost touching.
"I'm glad."
"What?" Garon was shocked by her sudden action. He had never seen such a neurotic person in his life. Even after transmigrating to so many worlds, this was the first time he saw someone with such a split personality. She was still cold and dignified a second ago, but now it was as if she was a completely different person.
"I'm glad that you've finally come of age as a man." Kong Xinxue grabbed Garon's collar and lifted him up, almost lifting him into the air.
"Bam."
She let go of Garon and let him sit on the chair.
"As a man, I finally dared to take the first step of the most important but vile nature. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. But there's one thing I'm sure of. "
Kong Xinxue stood up and walked back to her room.
"That is, courage is the only thing that can make a boy a man."
"Courage?"
"Do you know the right to unlimited self-defense?" She threw out a black fountain pen. The fountain pen spun quickly, drawing a straight line and landing accurately on the sofa beside Garon. "As a man, you have to have the awareness to stand up for a girl at any time. How can you fight without a weapon?"
"Weapon?"
Garon picked up the fountain pen. He didn't find anything special about it. It was just an ordinary black fountain pen.
Kong Xinxue turned around.
"The world only knows that it's legal to use scissors in self-defense, but they don't know that a fountain pen is even better at hiding. Get used to it … It'll come in handy one day. "
She waved her hand coolly and went into her room with a bang. She closed the door, and no more sounds came out.
Garon watched speechlessly as Kong Xinxue walked into her room, then looked at the fountain pen in his hand.
"Weapon? With this? "
He couldn't help but imagine an extremely fitting scene.
Night, street.
"Don't … Don't … I beg you …" Kong Xinxue had a pleading look on her face as she retreated deeper into the alleyway with tears in her eyes.
A few villains gathered around and stared at the little sheep with obscene smiles on their faces.
"Little Niuniu … It's dangerous to go out alone in the middle of the night."
"Looks like you need our help to teach you what safety is, hehehe …"
"Scream all you want. No one will come to save you even if you scream yourself hoarse …"
Crack.
One of the thugs pulled out a switchblade.
In the infinite right of self-defense, as long as the opponent shows his weapon! This was the best time to strike back!
There was only one chance! Hurry!! Ruthless! Accurate!! A fatal blow!
The silver ballpoint pen instantly slid into Kong Xinxue's hand, and a cold glint flashed across her eyes.
Ah! Ahhh!!
After a few screams, the alley quieted down.
"What a scary woman …" Garon shook his head, trying to get rid of the random thoughts in his head. He didn't know why, but he seemed to find it interesting.
"He's got a personality, but he's not what he looks like. He seems to have a dual personality. Pretty too. Such a special girl, it's no wonder that one of the Four Great Cornerstones would have a crush on her. "Garon rubbed his chin, as if he felt that this world was getting more interesting.
*****
Monday, school hours.
Hiss …
Garon lay on his desk, sleeping soundly.
The sound of the teacher's lecture in the classroom was automatically played as a lullaby. He could faintly hear the rustling of notes from the students around him. The sound kept reverberating in the classroom, giving off a sense of emptiness.
This world was similar to Earth, similar to a combination of Western and Eastern lifestyles. There were thermal weapons, missiles, tanks, and even nuclear weapons. If it wasn't for the difference in country names and geography, Garon would have thought that he had arrived in a parallel world to Earth.
The basic knowledge in class was just child's play for Garon. The only thing he had to be careful about was to not use the more advanced formulas from other worlds in his calculations when solving problems, so as to avoid accidentally causing a world-class sensation.
"Hey, Ah Fei, I heard that you suffered from heatstroke? Almost died? Is that true? "
His deskmate, one of Garon's few friends, Koslan, was pretending to take notes as she nudged Garon with her elbow.
"It's fake," Garon replied casually. "Would someone who almost died return to your side so quickly?"
"That's true," Koslan nodded slightly.
"Alright, I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me." Garon dropped this sentence and immediately fell into a deep sleep. In this world, no one knew his true identity and uniqueness, so naturally, there wouldn't be any danger or threat.
The only trouble now was that two years later, one of the Four Great Cornerstones would accidentally kill Kong Xiaofei.
There was no need to search, he just had to wait. When that time came, he would know if the Four Great Cornerstones were the same kind of inheritors, or perhaps they were Void Creatures?
When he woke up, it was already time for class to end. The teachers had already given up on Kong Xiaofei, whose academic results were not worth looking forward to.
The No. 3 High School was not a good school in the first place, and most of the teachers were just muddling along.
"Hey, Ah Fei, Xiao Lan," a masculine looking girl in a black pleated skirt walked over.
"You're the Last Hit. Why are you dressed so feminine today? Is it your second spring? "Koslan greeted her with a bright smile.
"Don't ask me to Last Hit … Also, since when am I my second spring? I haven't even started my first spring! "The girl was called Zong Buqin, another good friend of Kong Xiaofei's in class. Due to her masculine looks and her tendency to add the last hit when playing games, she was nicknamed Last Hit.
"How are you? Are you feeling better? "Zong Buqin looked at Kong Xiaofei with concern.
"Much better," Garon nodded.
"Do you want to go skating? Fantasy Ice Rink is newly renovated today, let's go see how it's going. "
"Forget it, I still have things to do, you guys can go by yourselves." Garon rejected immediately. There were still two years left, and although he was confident that he would not lose, it was best not to underestimate his opponent. He should try his best to do it to the greatest extent.
"Aren't you afraid of being exposed? Skating in a skirt, "Koslan smiled lewdly.
"Are you going to look if I'm exposed?" Zong Buqin retorted with her hands on her hips.
"Look."
"If you dare to look, I'll lift my skirt!"
"Are you going to take responsibility?"
"If you want to run after seeing it, you'll have to walk out horizontally!" Zong Buqin sneered.
"Then forget it."
"You guys can continue flirting, I'll make a move first." Garon walked out of the classroom, ignoring the two who were quarreling behind him. In Kong Xiaofei's memory, the extent of these two's joking was something that many adults could not compare to.
He walked all the way up to the rooftop.
Garon pushed open the metal door, walked to the railing, leaned against it and looked down.
"Other than the Four Great Cornerstones, this world doesn't have any power system, only technology. Should I consider sneaking into the government's army to sell some technology? "He thought in boredom, as if he had returned to his leisurely life on Earth.
There was no danger, even the so-called Four Great Cornerstones were not a difficult threat in his eyes. Life moved forward peacefully, following the timeline without any twists and turns.
He took out his phone, and looked at himself from head to toe with the camera on it.
Short red hair, black-rimmed glasses, pale skin, and the collar of his blue and white school uniform was raised high, covering his neck. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He wore ordinary leather shoes that were out of place, with a lot of white dust and wrinkles on them, looking like he had been wearing them for a long time.
"One look and I can tell that I'm an ordinary middle school student."
Sighing to himself, Garon took off his glasses, and unexpectedly found that his face was quite good looking. Thin eyebrows, big eyes, a sharp nose, rosy lips, glossy skin, and slightly fluffy hair, obviously because his body's physique had improved recently.
"Forget it, that's it. I'll continue to practice my sword skills. "
Garon silently began to adjust and control his breathing and endocrine.
The computing power of the Energy Machine Imprint could provide him with the most detailed observation data of his body, and at the same time give him the most appropriate adjustment plan. This was to allow his body to reach the desired goal in the shortest time possible.
The muscles all over his body began to tremble slightly. Different muscles fought against each other, cooperating with each other, forming different directions of force in one body. This was an extremely high-end training method, and only powerhouses who had a very precise grasp of their own body could use it.
Garon's martial arts realm and the assistance of the Energy Machine Imprint allowed him to easily meet the requirements.
His hand began to move slightly forward, one after another, coherent but with a cold and decisive style.
*****
A week passed by quickly. Every day was spent in the bickering and flirting between Koslan and Zong Buqin.
Garon would go to the rooftop to practice his sword skills whenever he had free time. At his level, he naturally grasped the essentials in the first place. There were only three stages in the entire sword skill.
First: Rough. Mastering tens of thousands of different sword styles, high precision.
Second: Proficiency. Able to freely combine different sword styles to deal with changes in the outside world.
Third: Penetration. Completely understand all the sword styles, turn everything into instinct, and use the sword style with lightning speed conditioned reflex.
Garon's martial arts realm had already surpassed the third level of this sword skill, so the only thing he needed to do was to master all the sword styles, and memorize them into his body's instinct.
This required a lot of repeated practice, after all, it was a new body, not the previous one.
Other than that, what he needed the most was a strong body. And a sword, a suitable sword.
"Soul Energy will slowly nourish my body, and I can also buy some herbs to make medicinal soup. I don't know if there are any suitable potions in my memory, I can try."
"Also, regarding the sword problem, I can join the school's unrestricted combat department."
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