Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey

The night was getting darker, and after cleaning each other, everyone looked for a room without a corpse to rest. The bedside table, which was pulled open, was filled with all kinds of condoms, and it looked like a maniac full of black lines.

The double ponytails hanging on his chest were spread out, and his long black hair like a waterfall poured down his back. He turned around and closed the curtains. At the moment when he was exposed to the moonlight, the original eccentric, little devil-like crazy three , there is actually a little more weakness, I still feel pity.

Lying on the bed, the injured right hand was raised high, and even in the dark, the white and attractive skin could be vaguely seen. If he hadn't been able to sense his body a little, Kurumi would have thought that the bones of his hand were shattered.

Even if the recovery is extremely fast compared to ordinary people, the damage caused by the second injury is not so easy, especially when the physical fitness does not exceed the limit of ordinary human beings.

When I was a child, I often heard the grandmother of the orphanage say, "It hurts for a hundred days."

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it also proves how slow the recovery of muscles and bones is, and unlike skin injuries, platelets can quickly scab.

To Kurumi, this pain was nothing, but as soon as he exerted force, the numbness went straight into his heart.

Even with the current recovery ability, Kuang San has to rest for about ten days. This is a value she calculated by herself... As for the increase in attributes, at most you can only forcefully stimulate your spirit. already experienced it.

That sleepy, listless tiredness made Kurumi think of high school life on Earth.

If nothing else, as the initial world, it should be gone tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. After all, in such a world, the current reincarnation point is extremely unreasonable. If it goes on, Kuangsan will think that he will always be in this plane. wait.

Tomorrow, we will face a monster that is more powerful than the mutant devil fish, but his right hand will definitely not be able to support that kind of high-intensity battle. As for healing, the primary potion (diluted version) provided by the Lord God here will take a full 20 reincarnation points!

It's just stealing money, it's not cheap at all in the trading market of the main god space, and it can only recover, "a certain amount of injuries" for creatures below the alpha level!

Rubbing his temples with his left hand, he stopped thinking about these messy things, his mind relaxed slightly, the feeling of fatigue flooded into his heart like a tide, his eyes of different colors slowly closed, and he fell asleep.

...

The sky was only dark, and Kuang San woke up from his sleep. After a few hours of hard work, he could completely replenish his energy to the best of his ability, as if his right arm was no longer so painful.

Then I took out a lot of high-calorie food from the space backpack, and I didn't plan to wake up other people.

Eating on his own, reading the forum of the Lord God, the latest news was three days ago, and those reincarnations have all died and disappeared in the long river of time.

But the data of various posts are actually preserved... This may be the only trace that can prove their existence.

The sun was slowly rising on the horizon, and in the early morning the softer light fell on the ground. Kurumi opened the curtains and used the telescope to look in the direction of the high castle for the first time.

Slightly helpless, the distance is a bit too far, but didn't Gaocheng Yuriko say that the manor was on fire? How come there is no trace at all?

...

Gathered in a room, the snacks on the coffee table made Komuro Takao and the others look straight. The little food that Saeko Toshima brought was eaten up yesterday, even filling his stomach. Can't do it.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat."

Kurumi's unique voice sounded in his ears, and Komuro smiled dryly, "Sister Tokisaki, where did you find these?"

"In the room where I slept, there is a backpack full of snacks. Nuo, it's what's in front of you."

They didn't care about the words that didn't bother them at all, they just tore open the package and ate it.

The high-intensity battle consumes an astonishing amount of energy. I haven't seen the people from Hirano Toda slept all night, but are their eyes still dark?

Kuang San estimated that they were afraid that they would be too hungry to sleep, "Gaocheng, do we want to visit your house later?"

"it is good..."

Before waiting for Gaocheng Saya to agree, Gaocheng Yuriko hurriedly said, "Let's go directly to the airport, over the manor, the sea of ​​corpses may not disperse. If we go there, we are completely killing ourselves!"

"But we have to go through there when we want to go to the airport." Naturally stunned, Juchuan Shizuka refilled the gun in time.

Gaocheng Yuriko fell silent, anxious for a while, but she didn't think of such an important thing. Who made her family so rich and built the manor so big, and several roads to the airport passed by not far from her home.

After arguing about where to go, after finalizing a lot of plans, I think the most reliable one is the airport. Because there is a small island not far from the sea over there, and the scope is not large, as long as all the dead bodies on the island can be hunted down, then there is an absolutely safe place... This is a paradise in the end of the world!

Perhaps, the island has long since become a sanctuary. Didn't Juchuan Shizuka say that her friend was on a mission at the main airport? If you want to come there, you must be under the protection of the army!

The plan was customized and discussed, but Kuang San didn't participate. She didn't know how many of these people who were still arguing could see the sun tomorrow...

There is definitely something terrifying in the high castle!

"Is it Koichi Wisteria?"

...

I stopped and walked along the way and cleaned up a lot of dead bodies, but I didn't see a large group of dead bodies. I crossed another street, and not far away, I saw the car that Gaocheng Yuriko used yesterday.

It's a pity that they can't move at all, but fortunately, they found a more dilapidated bus, and everything is normal. Now it is the turn of the old driver Juchuan Shizuka to perform.

...

Gaocheng Zhai, the white coat touched his swollen cheek, and looked at Shidou Koichi who fell to the ground like a dead dog, "You little brat, you don't listen well to labor and management, and they all say that I am crazy even myself. Hit, this will be believed!"

After speaking, he walked to the middle of the huge humanoid's legs, looked at the huge root, touched it with his hand, and frowned, "It's hard to cut this thing off."

Shito Hiroshi's eyes were full of horror, what kind of monster was he provoking! Thinking of the night of torture, he suddenly felt that Tokisaki Kurumi was so cute.

But now is not the time to think about it! This lunatic wants to cut off his black stick! The proud resilience was completely exhausted, and he could only lie on the ground sluggishly, recognizing people and slaughtering them.

"Pfft!—ah!!!"

I don't know when there was an extra kitchen knife in the white coat. I saw the light of the knife flashed, and the huge black stick fell. It wasn't that Shidou Koichi was in pain... but screamed in horror, the ghost knows how he No sense at all!

There was a sharp contrast between the white coat and the jet-black stick. The man held it on his shoulders and patted it with his other hand, seemingly satisfied, "Okay, I'll spare you this time."

Before Wisteria could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the white coat folded back again!

"Brother really doesn't think about my surgery? When I succeed, I will definitely connect you a few more to make you more prosperous!"

Shito Hiroshi cried with a sad face, which was ugly and abnormal now, and now it became even more terrifying, "Brother, you are my brother, I beg you, bypass me, I don't have eyes to provoke you, you just let it go. Pass me this time!"

The tragic voice said it was tear-jerking, and the white coat twitched his sore nose and patted Wisteria's head, "That's alright, brother, take care."

...

Finally unable to see the shadow of that person, Wisteria wanted to cry but had no tears. With the last bit of strength, she grabbed the dead body not far away! Although this thing has a kind of disgusting smell, but it can't be controlled so much!

He opened his big mouth and bit off the head of the unfortunate dead body in one bite!