The Not-So-Wonderful Notes of the Eternals

The beach in Sardinia is so sunny... I almost fell asleep in the sun.

Everyone looked at the photos left by Trixiu’s mother along the coastline looking for the spots where she took pictures. I said that I want to rest now. I’m a little embarrassed. My double can regenerate, but it’s separated on the plane. At the moment, it is a bit difficult to maintain a sufficiently active vital sign.Plus the warm sunshine... I really want to sleep.

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God, did I really fall asleep?Why no one called me?

The sandy beach is fine and soft. Sitting up, next to me are Apache who is rewinding with melancholic blues, Bucharati who is guarding him, and Naranja who is using a substitute to guard the surroundings.Apaki glanced at me with a head full of sand, didn't say much, and continued to do his own thing. Bugarati threw me a bottle of drinking water.Judging from the lack of water in my body and the recovery of a lot of physical strength, I have been in the sun for a while. I don’t know who brought me to the beach. In short, I would like to thank my dear teammates first.

"How long have I been asleep?" I threw the finished water bottle into the trash can and walked back to Apache, "Where did the blues go?"

"It's almost there, in a few minutes." Before Apache could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of fighting in the distance.Usually this kind of sound would not attract our attention, but at the moment everyone's nerves were tense, and Nalanja said that the fight seemed to be very fierce, so we directly decided to strike first.It is not so likely that the people who can fight at the seaside are ordinary people. To be on the safe side, let Aviation Smith scan the shuttle first. file.

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If you do too many violations of law and discipline, you will be punished. Otherwise, let's do community service together after the matter is over.

As soon as Naranja and I went to check the situation, Apache was inexplicably attacked, and the huge abdominal wound caught everyone off guard.

The big guy who just died can't provide much vitality. In the end, we were able to rescue Apache, thanks to Bugarati who first sealed Apache's wound with a zipper, plus the golden experience. Constant vitality.When Apache's vital signs return to normal, I really feel like I've lost weight...

Having said that, after losing half of the substitute, I feel that even guiding the vitality becomes a bit difficult.It's a pity that the substitute cannot be quickly replenished by the gold experience like the vitality.

Not long after Apache recovered, it was already dark.Just now, Bugarati and Giorno found out a hidden communication network based on the appearance of the boss played back by Melancholic Blues, and contacted a man who claimed to have the hope of defeating the boss.It's just that he is quite mysterious, insisting on meeting each other before saying what the so-called "hope" is.So we're all on the highway to Rome now.

Thanks Giorno, you are really good at stealing cars.

We were almost at the Colosseum, and we were ambushed by the pro-guards. I am familiar with this stand-in ability. I met him three years ago when I was hospitalized.

It's just that I really didn't expect Doctor Chocolate to have such a wide range of stand-ins!There is not even a living thing within a few kilometers, I always thought it was similar to Fugo.

Unlike the sneak attack in the hospital, this time it was a confrontation with him, and this guy is not alone in front of me now-he spread mold on the helicopter, is it unreasonable?Organized financial support is really amazing!

And he didn't do it alone, but brought a teammate, even a teammate who was diving underground with a mass-destructive stand-in. This set of combos caught us off guard.The main reason is that once "down", any living person will be covered with deadly mold, and Doctor Chocolate's teammates are active underground, which is simply unsolvable!

No, calm down... Mold doesn't kill us instantly, maybe Doctor Chocolate is out to torture patients, but it gives us a chance.Bugarati and I looked at each other, and the battle roar of steel chain fingers sounded, and Bugarati dived into the ground just like the diving man in leather.Combined with my surface chase, the two of us took Chocolate's helper out of the vicinity of our teammates.The doctor will be handed over to Giorno and the others. Let this guy who is underground be handed over to someone who will not die!

Bugarati rushed out from the surface, and the diving man who was chasing after him rushed out of the surface together. By the way, he spit out a big mouthful of "road surface" like a real dive. The original hardness, this scene is like a steel needle falling from the sky.

Thick vines soared into the sky, I completely gave up the human form, and gave up the control of the body to the instinct of the double just like I used to hunt prey - they wrapped the diving man's body in mid-air, and the barbs hooked directly into the skin .Toxins enough to make peripheral nerves lose their pain perception were injected into his body, and the more he struggled, the more blood he would lose.In the end, he stopped moving, and the substitute covering the body surface also dissipated with the death of the main body. Doctor Chocolate's good helper has completely become my nutrient.The ultimate gluttonous enjoyment came from the depths of the soul, and the weak substitute due to the forced split absorbed all the nutrients of the entire substitute messenger.It felt addicting, and if Bugarat hadn't woken me up when he mentioned it, I'm afraid my double would have attacked him.

We're covered in mold-eaten bruises, but as long as we don't continue down, it's only a matter of time before they're repaired by my double.I don't know what's going on with Giorno and the others, but at least I'm full of energy now.

Giorno's side is also going well... Anyway, it's a success if it doesn't reduce its staff.I am already thankful that a group of people can enter the Roman Colosseum where they agreed to meet without missing arms or legs.I can't accept the death of any of my friends anymore. During this time, it's Bugarati and Apache... My mental state is really worrying now. I should die a few times after the matter is over. forget.

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Whoa... do we know each other?

The middle-aged man who called himself Polnareff was a little dazed when he saw me, and his expression looked like he had seen a ghost.I don't remember him, but we should have met, and I died in front of him.

"Agustine?" Polnareff called out my name accurately, well, I'm sorry, it seems that we really knew each other, but I don't remember him at all.

I apologized and said to him, "I am, but I don't remember you anymore. Mr. Polnareff, let's discuss the business first. What exactly is that [hope] you mentioned?"

The timing seems a little odd.

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Eh, eh?What happened, why did I see my own face beside me?

I always feel that my chest is leaking, and it is a bit cool.I raised my hand to touch my chest, and the touch was quite familiar. Isn't this (elegant and easy-going) the chest of Bugarati!

Everyone in front of me basically reacted the same way as me, full of mouths (elegant and easy-going), and they should have even released a double to confirm their identity.

...uh, I can't see it, why?