Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Furuya Rei struggled desperately: "...Can't we retreat?"

[The system can be recycled free of charge.]

Furuya Rei: !!

It’s free, forget it. He spent a lot of energy to buy this, and it makes the already poor family even worse off. It’s better not to waste it.

He covered his face and said sullenly, "Amuro Hikaru."

"Just call me Hikaru Amuro."

Hiro can't be left out of this. We have to share the good and the bad together.

At least, Hiro needs to feel involved.

[Naming successful, clone deployed.]

[Separating consciousness——]

[Consciousness is separating——]

Fūya Rei only felt a force pulling his consciousness in a certain direction. Layers of darkness piled up before his eyes, and even time slowed down.

[Consciousness separation successful!]

It was as if someone had pulled him out of the danger of drowning, fresh air rushed into his mouth and nose, and lively sounds reached his ears.

Came alive.

He sensed it all very clearly.

When Rei Fūya opened his eyes, what he saw was an overly spacious room. The familiar smell of cigarettes permeated every inch of the space.

The tatami in front seemed too big to him.

Fūya Rei raised his hand and found that his hand had become much smaller.

Only then did he realize that he was in the baby clone.

Before he could take a closer look, he heard a sound outside.

"Are you really okay, Hagi, I..."

"Xiao Zhenping, we just came back from the hospital. The doctor checked and found Hagi to be in perfect health. I didn't expect that with such a huge explosion, I wasn't hurt at all."

The key turned the door, the door was pushed open, and two people walked in.

Kenji Hagiwara is still a little confused. They received the bomb disposal mission early this morning and their First Mobile Team rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

He and Xiao Zhenping defuse the bomb in two separate places. He defuses the bomb on the bus. The bomb is obviously very simple, but he defuses it successfully.

But the bomb that was removed suddenly exploded.

He could clearly feel the violent force of the explosion blowing him away, severe pain sweeping over him, his hands and feet were blown off, and half of his face was scraped off by car debris.

He knew he was going to die, and it would be a particularly miserable death.

It would be better if there was no body left, so that Xiao Zhenping wouldn't be sad when he saw it.

I helplessly let my consciousness fade away, never expecting there would be a chance to open my eyes again.

When he woke up, he was in Xiao Zhenping's arms.

I feel refreshed all over, my hands and feet are all fine, and there is no pain at all.

Except for an arm not far away that looked 100% like him, with a burnt watch on it...

Jinpei Matsuda followed Hagiwara Kenji's gaze and his expression changed drastically.

After carefully examining the familiar marks on his arm, he decisively disposed of the arm. The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention this strange incident again.

No matter which god blesses them, they will be grateful, even though their world views are a little shattered.

Reflecting on his thoughts, Matsuda Jinpei's face still showed a mixture of relief at having survived and rage. "How dare you take off your explosion-proof suit?"

He raised his fist with a ferocious expression: "Hagi, I——"

Jinpei Matsuda's tone distorted, and he stared at the small package in the middle of the room in amazement, almost jumping up like a cat with its tail clipped.

What is this? It looks a bit like a baby sleeping bag. Oh my god.

When Hagiwara Kenji heard something was wrong with Matsuda Jinpei's voice, he slowly turned his head to look over, with a helpless look on his face and a frivolous tone: "What's wrong, little Jinpei, were you scared by me..."

The rest of his words faded away as he stared dumbfoundedly at the small bundle on the ground.

What, what, what is this?

Amuro Hikaru: Why is there no sound?

He struggled to get his hand out.

"Wow, Jinpei-chan, it's actually moving!" Hagiwara Kenji suddenly jumped behind Matsuda Jinpei, his face pale with fear. "Is it a snake? A monster?"

Matsuda Jinpei punched Hagiwara on the head and gritted his teeth, "Look carefully, idiot!"

That's a little baby sleeping bag.

"Ah~" Hagiwara Kenji, who was finally punished, tightly grasped the corner of his clothes and cried, "How violent, Jinpei-chan."

The two of them moved slowly and cautiously moved forward to take a look.

Matsuda Jinpei:!!

He was immediately petrified.

Kenji Hagiwara curiously poked his head out to take a look.

He fell silent.

The air suddenly became tense.

"Is it the child of the little Furuya?" Hagiwara Kenji said in a daze, "They don't look exactly like each other, but they are at least 80% similar."

Jinpei Matsuda stared at the baby's face with his eyes wide open. With golden hair and smoky purple eyes, no one would believe that the baby was not the child of the blond teacher.

Although it is not a dangerous item, it is even scarier.

Kenji Hagiwara recovered, moved to the front of the baby, and picked up the postcard on top of the small bundle.

"I look up but cannot see the light of the sky, and you cannot see the future. So I raise the fire of war and attack the gods in the sky." After Hagiwara finished reading, his expression was a little heavy.

"It's Kofukuya's handwriting."

Such strong aggressiveness and unwavering determination give people a vague feeling of tragedy.

Why did Xiao Xiangya suddenly say such words? Not only did it sound like a last will, but it also sounded like...

Hagiwara Kenji couldn't describe it, but he stared at the two 'gods' above, and suddenly thought of the abnormality that happened today. His heart beat wildly, and he keenly realized that it was related to his resurrection!

I don't know how Xiao Jiangu saved him!

Coming back from the dead, regenerating severed limbs... humans simply can't do it.

This is the authority of God.

God, God...

Kenji Hagiwara's eyes darkened as he came to an incredible conclusion - it was fate!

The last time he encountered a crisis in the Asai Villa District, Kojiro seemed to know about it in advance and was there personally to guard it.

This time he was torn into pieces, but was still pulled back to the human world.

Kenji Hagiwara sighed softly. He was certain that fate wanted him to die, but Kofuku wanted him to live.

Xiao Jianggu is fighting against fate.

‘Crack. ’

In a trance, he seemed to hear something shattering, and the world became clearer than ever before.

Kenji Hagiwara clenched his fists tightly, there was no panic in his eyes, and even the madness in his bones was aroused.

How could Kenji-chan die so lightly?

This is a life that Xiao Jiangu saved at a heavy price.

If Kenji-chan died, how painful and depressed Kouguchi would be.

Little Zhenping must have cried quietly in his bed after losing his childhood sweetheart.

My sister and my parents will have an unhealable scar in their hearts from now on.

He doesn't want it.

Kenji Hagiwara's expression turned cold, and his violet-like eyes became sharp. He must live well.

No matter how much pressure and pain Xiao Jiangu is under, he feels relieved just by seeing him jumping around.

Hagiwara Kenji lowered his eyes and stared at the postcard, thinking—

I am the trophy of Kofuku's battle with the gods.