[Comprehensive] Gang Ji is in reincarnation!

Nongshui's body was injected with neurotoxins. Even though he was a half-demon, his body was countless times stronger than ordinary people, but this drug, which was said to be able to paralyze even giant monsters, could not be resisted by Nongshui.The result of not being able to use spiritual power is that both yin and yang and sorcery are ineffective, and the fit and muscular body is not at all the weight that a young leader in a normal state can bear, so——

Gang Ji twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Well, Mr. Butler...can I change my position?"

——Looking at such an old butler princess holding a King Kong Barbie in a gothic skirt, he really felt unacceptable!

It's a pity that the grief in Gangji's heart was not received by the other party, butler Trude frowned slightly: "So, carry it?"

"..." Gang Ji twitched the corners of his mouth: "No... I'd better trouble you to hug her."

Butler Trude nodded slightly: "Then, I'll take a step first, I'm sorry."

Nongshui is also very reluctant to be hugged by the princess. It is not because of the embarrassment and embarrassment of human beings, but the half-demon who is not in contact with people by nature hates contact with people other than Tsunaki.He wanted to get down annoyed, but he couldn't even raise his arms.The large King Kong Barbie said aggrievedly: "Master Gang..."

Gang Ji coughed dryly: "I've wronged you, I really... can't hold you..."

Get water: "...qaq"

Butler Trude took the lead to walk up the escalator in the room to the top floor, where the special airship of the Holder family was waiting there.It seemed that he wanted to do something important, because he didn't know what he could do now, so Tsuna thought about it and decided to take Nongshui and Isis with him.

...hope I can be of some help.After all, the other party has been taking care of him when he came to this strange world. If possible, he also hopes to repay the other party.

Tsuna muttered, "Isis hasn't come yet..."

"Boom-"

A soft sound caught Gang Ji's mind, and when he turned his head, a leather notebook the size of an adult's palm fell on the corner of the spiral staircase.Gang Ji was stunned, and walked over to pick it up: "Is this... the thing that the housekeeper dropped?"

It is a very simple book, the brown leather is the only decoration, but it is very delicate, the binding lines at the corners are very fine, the leather feels very comfortable in the hand, it is definitely not comparable to the modern artificial leather.

"Give it back to him later..." Gang Ji put the notebook into his pocket, and then he heard Lian Isis's voice behind him: "Gang, are you in a hurry?"

"Ah, no, Isis is fast." Gang Ji ran towards the other party: "Isis, what are you going to pack? Is it heavy? Do you want my help?"

Isis shook his head and said lightly: "It's just some things that were supposed to be traded, it doesn't matter. It's just..."

It's rare to see the other party's obvious frown. Although it is very faint, it still arouses Tsuna's ambition to help the other party: "Is there any problem? Let me help you!"

Isis looked at Gangji in surprise, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly touched the boy's forehead hair in front of him, and said lightly: "You don't have to feel guilty, I'm not good at communicating with people, you will think that I'm very indifferent and it's nothing wrong."

Gang Ji said awkwardly: "No, I really want to help you..."

Isis shook his head slightly: "It's okay."

Gang Ji lowered his ears like a wilted rabbit, and said dejectedly: "Then... if you want my help, Isis must tell me, I'm not afraid of trouble."

Isis nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two walked towards the spiral staircase together, and Isis suddenly asked, "Does Gang like that cage?"

Tsuna followed the gaze of the other party, and saw a huge golden birdcage standing in the center of the luxurious room, illuminated by countless lights, shining brightly.

He shook his head slowly: "I don't like it...it's too depressing."

"Oh." Isis replied irrefutably, "Then let's go."

Gang Ji followed Isis and walked towards the rooftop. He looked at the back of the boy in front of him who was thinner than the girl, and said worriedly: "Aren't you going back to Isis's house? Your condition doesn't look very good... Don't work too hard..."

Isis stopped suddenly.

The other party stopped silently, causing the young leader behind him to almost bump into Isis's back. Gang Ji hurriedly held on to the escalator, puzzled: "Isis?"

"Gang..." The other party said lightly, "I want to live and be under the same blue sky as you."

Gangji was stunned.

"I want to live."

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Lying on the bed in the airship room, he was obviously very tired, but Tsuna didn't feel sleepy at all.He opened his eyes wide and looked at the crystal chandelier above. It was obviously a very soft bed, but the mess inside his head made him restless.

"Master Gang?" Who turned his head from getting water on the bed next to Gangji, although he still couldn't move, but some simple movements were no problem at all: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing... just..." Gangji sat up and said, "Mr. Nongshui, does the fire seed injected into your body really have nothing to do with it? My big empty flame is for you, it can't help you, really terribly sorry."

"Don't apologize... Well, then, as an apology, Mrs. Gang, please hold me tomorrow!" Nongshui was instantly in high spirits, although his face was still paralyzed, his eyes were shining like stars: "I have recovered some spirit!" Work hard, tomorrow, Tsuna-sama will be able to hold me like usual!"

Tsunayoshi: ...Like a large waist pendant...

The young leader coughed twice: "Is there really no problem?"

"Yes, please rest assured. The yin fire generated by my demon power exists in my body, and it belongs to my special power. The essence of yin fire is cold and devouring, although those inexplicable powers do make me feel It’s painful, but it’s been swallowed up by my yin fire now.” Nong Shui explained: “After all, it’s just a fire, Mr. Gang, I’m very useful.”

"Yes, yes, yes." Gang Ji was a little amused, and he felt relieved to some extent.But when he thought of Isis's body, it was difficult for him not to feel sad: "Isis, can you cure Isis' disease? For example, swallow his disease or my purification ability with yin fire?"

Getting water seemed a little unhappy, he snorted softly, and replied: "Impossible, Yinhuo is a deadly poison to monsters, although Mrs Tsuna's flame can purify filth, but disease is a part of the body Existence, not to mention that the little devil's disease exists deep in the body, even Master Bining, a big monster who is proficient in healing techniques, cannot do it."

Gangji lowered his head in disappointment: "That's it..." He took a deep breath: "Then, I must work hard to clear the island of greed, so that Isis can be cured!"

——The next day, early morning——

"Huh?!!!!!!" Gangji didn't dare to say anything: "Has the island of greed been cleared yet?!"

"Yes." Butler Trude replied, "Someone cleared the customs a month and a half ago."

Gangji was very disappointed and said: "Isis's disease...is there really no other way?"

Butler Trude didn't speak, he looked at the leader of the boy quietly, looked at him with horror, and then suddenly said: "Mr. Zetian, in order to cure the young master's illness, are you willing to promise me some requests? "

Tsuna raised his head suddenly and said: "Can it be cured? Ah, that, if there is anything I can do, of course there is no problem!"

"... Please stay by his side for so long." Butler Trude said indifferently: "Although you may not feel it, the young master really likes being with you."

Gangji was slightly taken aback: "Is...is that so..."

Butler Trude nodded slightly: "Then, I have other things to do, Mr. Zetian, excuse me."

Gang Ji hurriedly bowed in return, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, Mr. Housekeeper, did you drop a brown leather notebook yesterday? I picked it up and it's in my room now. I'll check it out soon." Bring it to you!"

"Did you pick it up?" Butler Trude paused slightly: "Since you chose to pick it up, please pay the price for picking it up."

Gangji: "...huh?"

"That diary is not mine." Butler Trude said indifferently: "You can keep it, and please don't tell anyone to know about it. Of course, you are allowed to read it—just the same, you have to read it well. The price it takes. Once you start, you can never go back."

Gangji: "...that..."

"All choices are in your hands, Mr. Sawada." Trud bowed slightly: "Then, I will leave."

"Wait... ah..." Gang Ji covered his face with one hand: "I didn't understand what you meant at all..."

But thinking of the other party's serious face that was more cold and hard than a slate, Tsuna really didn't have the courage to chase after the other party to ask after the other party refused to talk to it.

Gang Ji took a deep breath, and was about to go back to the room to see what was written in that notebook.

...It should be fine, right?

——On the other side, the butler Trude prepared the exquisite information on the almost and the Congoto area, and then came to Isis's room. He was talking, but his pupils were out of focus, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away.

"Master, the black tea and biscuits you asked for are here."

Isis slowly came back to his senses, he nodded and picked up the black teacup handed by the butler Trude, took a sip without knowing the taste, and said slowly: "Ants... even this kind of thing will come hinder me?"

"Master, you just need to complete what you need to complete." Butler Trude stepped forward to sort out the scattered materials for Isis. He tilted his face slightly, and the sunlight that was obscured by clouds outside the window streaked across his old face. , those blue eyes seem to be darkened by these clouds: "This world has never given you what you want, hope for, and yearn for, and there is nothing you cherish, pursue, or be persistent. Then, even if such a world So what if it's destroyed?"

Isis smiled slightly when he heard the words: "You are right, if I die, then everything will disappear. If I survive, then I will get what I want, and there is no value in this world. "

Butler Trude nodded and said: "That's right, so you don't have to worry. If those ants appear to disrupt the plan, then I will solve these problems for you."

Isis nodded. He flipped through the latest information about Congoto that the other party handed over, and kept calculating in his mind the problems and solutions he would encounter in the future—this was undoubtedly a time for him who had begun to weaken rapidly. The body adds another layer of burden, but as long as he thinks of what he will get after success, this kind of strangeness that can be described by the word "happiness"

Emotion filled him with strength again.

If he wants to live, he must live and go to his world with that boy.

It doesn't matter even if he loses all the glory he has now, he has never worried about it.

Because he understood that that boy would not stay in this world.Well, it would be good if he pursued him.

Isis closed the document in his hand, rubbed his temples with some discomfort, took a sip of the cool black tea in the cup, and suddenly asked, "Trude, haven't you found it yet?"

Trude bowed and replied: "I'm really sorry, young master. Although extra people have been sent to search in the hotel, so far no one has responded."

Isis didn't speak.

Butler Trude asked in a low voice after being silent for a while: "Then, young master, do you need me to find another copy for you?"

"...There is no need." Isis whispered: "If it succeeds, then I don't need to use a pen to record everything. If it fails, then what's the use of finding it? Call the searchers back."

Butler Trude whispered: "Yes."

Isis asked, "How much further?"

"Although Congoto has stopped the entry of all unnatural civilizations, but now that ants are rampant, I will not be too conspicuous when I have a pass, and it can just attract the attention of interested people. Please don't worry." Trude replied. Dao: "It is fully in line with the scheduled time in the plan. Before two o'clock this afternoon, we will reach the Garan Mountains. The underground palace is located deep in the primeval forest of Tornia, where a large number of poisonous miasmas and ferocious monsters gather. , but if we enter from the eastern border of Congoto, through the underground tunnels of the Garan Mountains, we will feel the destination in a day."

Isis nodded slightly: "Where is the brigade?"

"Kurolo Rusilu, the knight, Maggie, and Hisoka have all appeared in Congoto. If it goes well, I'm afraid we will meet some of them when we get off the airship. And based on my opinion of Kurolo I understand, he and the brigade brain warrior whose arm was injured by the destructive yellow rose will definitely appear." Butler Trude replied: "And it was reported in today's report, and the four who beat the enemy Hakka are also dispatched , including their next and current Patriarch, and the Ilmi Beatenee you met last time."

Isis paused: "Because of ants?"

Butler Trude nodded and said: "After all, beating the enemy Hakka puts a price on the heads of all creatures in the world, even powerful and ferocious beasts like ants."

Isis nodded slightly: "I see, you go down."

Butler Trude cleaned up the teacups and other items on the table, bowed and said, "Do you want to have lunch with Mr. Zetian?"

"If I vomit blood suddenly, will it scare that child?" Isis took a deep breath: "Forget it, just let that cat not make trouble... I didn't expect that no one could make him become the strongest neurotoxin. Useless people... what a pity."

Butler Trude knew that the other party did not ask him to answer, so he tidied up the debris on the table, bowed slightly and left the room.

When Gangji returned to the room and found the notebook, he was a little worried and a little curious. After all, the price that Butler Trudeau said still made him feel uneasy, but the super straightforwardness and the curiosity of a teenager His heart made him scratch his lungs again, wanting to see it.Nongshui, who was already able to do not-so-flexible actions, hugged Gangji from behind, and his long hair made Gangji couldn't help but smile and dodge: "It's so itchy, Mr. Nongshui, how does breakfast taste?" Sample?"

Nongshui grabbed Gang Ji's arm and pulled him back to sit by his window. He thought carefully and smiled, "It's not as delicious as mom's."

Although his mother was taken by a half-demon who was at least a hundred years old, Gang Ji felt a little toothache, but he was a little proud in his helplessness: "Mom's food has always been the best."

Nongshui nodded vigorously in agreement with Gangji's words, and he leaned over again, obediently put down his hair and tied it with his tail, and curiously reached out and opened the notebook in Gangji's hand: "What is this?"

Gangji: "..."

Get water: "????"

Tsuna: "!!!!!!"

Get water: "????"

"Oh my god!" Gangji broke down and shouted, "Mr. Nongshui, you actually opened it!"

Frightened by the teenager's screams, Nongshui tightened his shoulders: "No...can you?"

"This—forget it." Gangji sighed heavily: "It's nothing, it's already opened anyway, so let's see what's there... right?"

He turned the book in his hand to the first page, and... was dumbfounded.

Gangji: "...what is this?"

Nongshui: "Words?"

The words of this world—he!one!indivual!also!No!recognize!knowledge!