Is there something wrong with looking for family love in Daozuma?

"Google, gurgle, gurgle."

"Ah woo woo woo woo woo."

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

"what!"

Guobeng patted his stomach contentedly, not knowing how many years he hadn't eaten.Although the food here feels a lot worse than what he has seen in the castle tower, but the act of "eating" has already made him happy all over.

Surrounding them were still alive and injured ronin who looked at this gluttonous weirdo with fear. Although they had the so-called bushido spirit, they put life and death aside.But in the face of a monster that is obviously not human, they will not directly kill themselves by caesarean section just because they lose.Now they are nesting here, neither leaving nor staying, they can only obey the other party's order and present all the delicious food and wine.

"Hic."

I don't know how long I ate it. After all, Guobeng, who doesn't have a dimensional stomach, feels that his stomach has bulged a lot.But he doesn't seem to have much idea about the feeling of fullness, even if he continues to eat, as long as he doesn't burst his stomach, he can eat as much as he likes - just like fish.And what is eaten will be absorbed completely, and turned into nutrients to replenish the body of God's creation.

After eating and drinking, Guobeng looked at the chopsticks in front of him and began to practice the movements of his fingers. When he could turn a beautiful circle like a pen, he happily crushed the chopsticks and threw them in front of him.

Hey.

The rogues were startled and wondered to themselves, does this mean that the tools are useless after eating, implying that we, who have delivered the food, can also die?

Before, he was as dazed as if he had just woken up, but now that he had eaten, Guobeng felt that he could think and act normally like a "human".He picked up the sour wine on the side, gulped down another big gulp, wiped his mouth, and then scanned the ronin in front of him with his eyes.

"Huh? You."

He saw that a ronin's hat was very beautiful. In his memory, he once had a hat the size of an umbrella. The black veil hanging down could cover his face and expression.

He hooked his fingers.

The ronin who was named was sweating like a waterfall, and turned his head to look nearby. His good brothers who had been drinking and beating people together turned their heads away, as if they didn't know him.

"The one on the head, give it to me." Guobeng added, and the ronin knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged loudly: "My lord, there are old people on the small ones, and young ones on the bottom..."

"bother!"

Guobeng interrupted him and said, "Give me the hat."

ah?Hat?

Relieved, the ronin quickly handed over the hat with both hands.

sniff.

bad smell.Guobeng had a look of disgust on his face, but something was better than nothing. He put his hat on his hand and continued to look at other people.

"You, knife."

"You, knife."

"You, coat."

"You, where did you get that piece of gauze? Take it here."

Just like Kid King, Guobeng casually asks others for items.But those rogues didn't even feel angry. This group of lawless people who advocated force, when facing the strong, they were respectful without any complaints.After a while, Guobeng picked up all the things he wanted. He improved the hat and made a small curtain with black gauze to cover his face easily—he didn't want to be stared at by men with lustful eyes. If you stare at it, you will be so upset that you want to draw a knife and cut someone.

The aesthetics of the people here is too strange.

Afterwards, he bundled the seven knives he had collected together and carried them behind his back.After doing all this, he was ready to leave this underground mansion that was full of the smell of wine and blood.For a person who has been buried in the soil for so many years, the most urgent thing now is to come to the surface, take a breath of fresh air, and look at the sun and moon in the sky.

He put on his hat, carried all the things he wanted to bring on his back, and walked straight through the timid ronin with unrecognizable steps.The rogues didn't even dare to take a breath, they held their breath and waited for the old man to leave.

Finally gone...

Seeing the figure of this master disappear, these lawless wanderers all took a deep breath.These outlaws are not cowards, it's just that this guy is too powerful and weird.How weird?With one strike, the heavy blow that could have broken even the bones ended up leaving only a shallow mark on the opponent.On the contrary, the opponent's casual punch...

They are all equivalent to King Leiqiuqiu's pounce - the kind that can knock people flying more than ten meters away.

"That guy is a monster."

"It's definitely not a human. Maybe it's a monster sealed underground."

"Hmph, when I have the eyes of God, I'll kill him with my backhand." Someone said arrogantly, but after he finished speaking, he found that everyone looked at him with a look of fear—— Make him very satisfied.

It's just that this kind of satisfaction didn't last for three seconds.

Because the monster in the mouth stood in front of them again.The ronin who thought that possessing the God's Eye could bridge the gap, immediately slammed his head on the ground to express his submission.

"You..." Guobeng looked at the group of people in front of him and asked, "Is there money, no, is there Mo La?"

He remembered that the money in this world is a currency called Mora.

"My lord! Please accept it!"

The rogues scrambled to surrender their money.Guobeng looked at the heavy bag of Mora, nodded in satisfaction, and turned to leave again.

"Go slow, my lord!"

........................

Well, I finally started writing my own life!

After walking out of the Pavilion of Borrowing Scenery, Guobeng looked at the bright moonlight and the stars all over the sky.Now he himself doesn't know how long he has been in this world, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years.But now, all the experience like "going to jail" is finally over.

Now he can control his own body, control his own life, and open his own path in this world called Tivat Continent, in this country called Daowa.

"Yeah, it's so comfortable!"

The refreshing air outside made Guo Beng stretch his waist involuntarily in front of the vast and boundless sea. This feeling of "alive" is really great.

"AI, make a song."

【I am looking up~over the moon~】

"Well~ not bad not bad!"

Guobeng listened to the BGM in his head and nodded in satisfaction.During these times, because the process of learning to decipher was too boring, he sang a lot of songs by himself, from BBOX to acapella, and even put together an arrangement.The songs sung are naturally recorded by the AI ​​brother, and they will be circulated in the brain when necessary.

The current AI has been completely reduced to a support, it can take over some battles, and it can also take over the body to help him on his way, etc.The most important thing is that you can switch between various combat modes handsomely like the belt of Kamen Rider.

Guo Beng has these weird knowledge in his mind, he thinks it should be the influence of the memory of the past life that has dissipated.

"Dao wife is so big, where is my home?"

Guobeng began to think about this problem, he felt that he couldn't just wander like this.It's better to go back to the familiar place first.

Naruto Island, Inazuma Castle, Castle Tower.

This is where he was born.