Comics: Starting from the Blast Punch

Another day passed.

With the doctor and Himuro Ryo looking at him as if he were an alien, Yato was discharged from the hospital.

On the highway back to the port area,

Himuro Ryo said in a strange tone while driving,"You looked like you were dying when I sent you in, but you've recovered after just two days of rest. I always hear about someone with a different human body structure, but I didn't expect that there is one around me."

"Your body's self-repair ability is dozens of times stronger than that of normal people. It is simply unimaginable. When other people's bones are broken, even if they repair themselves, they will leave scars, but you don't even have scars. Your recovery is too perfect."

"I was worried that you would have some sequelae after such a serious injury, but now it seems that I was worrying too much. Apart from cutting off your hands and feet and removing your organs, I am afraid that no injury can bother you for the rest of your life? Your"regeneration ability" is comparable to that of a Wakatsuki samurai."

"Too exaggerated, I can't compare with that kind of monster. By the way, have all my inspection reports been destroyed?"

Yato knew his own recovery ability.

It was nothing more than the combined result of a basic recovery ability that was stronger than that of ordinary people + the effect of the system + 'talent and tenacity'.

Compared with this, he cared more about his own information.

The waters of this world are too deep.

There are countless organizations and forces doing shady research in secret.

They all want to break the various limitations of the human body and achieve the feat of human evolution.

But it is too difficult to do. On the contrary, in this process, the research results born for various reasons are more favored by ambitious people.

If 'human evolution' is regarded as the trunk of a tree, then other research projects, unexpected by-products, and other industrial chains are branches and trunks. Leaves.

As far as Yato knows, the mysterious organization [Chong] in the Celestial Empire is very interested in cloning technology.

Although as his own strength grows, he will be coveted by certain people sooner or later, but at that time he will have enough power to solve the problem, and now, he must try his best to eliminate potential hidden dangers before the problem occurs.

Himuro Ryo doesn't know this at the moment, and just thinks that Yato is worried that someone will use his genetic cells for research. He immediately said with a serious expression:"According to industry regulations, the files of each patient are usually completely destroyed or sealed after the patient is discharged. I have already told my friend to destroy all your information, even the medical equipment you have used will not be left behind."

"That's good."

Yato breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, where are you going next? Going home directly?"

Himuro Ryo asked casually.

Yato thought for a moment and said,"Take me to school."

There was nothing to do at this time.

Although he was not fully recovered, he could barely exert half of his strength in his prime.

It must be said that the first randomly selected"Toughness" effect of the [Almighty Stone] was really useful, otherwise he didn't know how long he would have to stay in the hospital. Anyway, it would definitely take more than a month.

……

Half an hour later, at the gate of Shuchiin Academy

"I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

The head of the car turned and he stepped on the accelerator to drive away.

Yato looked at the car going away and couldn't help but sigh that he really owed the other person a lot of favors these days.

"If we meet in a Kengan competition, I will definitely drive the iron block and serve as a wooden dummy for you, so that you can beat me to your heart's content."

In this way, his iron block skills can be improved, and Himuro Ryo can also gain enough face.

What a perfect way to kill two birds with one stone.

Yato felt that he was probably the person who respected teachers the most in the world.

He turned around and entered the campus.

It is worth mentioning that the security guard at the door actually said"The principal is waiting for you in the office" after checking his student ID.

This made Yato more certain of his speculation.

"As expected, the upper management of Shuchiin knew that I was attacked by the Wu clan."

Without showing too much emotion, he went straight to the principal's office.

Yato was somewhat thankful that it was class time, otherwise he would have easily become the focus of others in his casual clothes.

He walked through the luxurious corridor that looked like a medieval castle and came to the tall door with two knight statues standing in front of it. Before Yato raised his hand to knock on the door, a voice came from inside,"Please come in."’

"……"

Yato raised his eyebrows slightly, and without being polite, he pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he could smell the scent of high-grade incense.

Stepping on the soft cashmere carpet gave people the illusion that even their ankles were covered. The luxurious and artistic decoration fully reflected the noble cultivation of its owner.

The bookshelves and murals were placed in just the right positions, and inlaid photo frames were hung on the walls. These were photos of past principals, as well as some commemorative photos recording major events.

Behind the thick desk, a man in a suit stood in front of the window, seemingly admiring the scenery of the atrium. He had the elegant temperament of an aristocrat, but Yato knew that this man was just pretending.

And... he was not looking at any scenery, but at the sculpture of himself standing on the fountain.

"Principal Adolf, you've been watching it for several years, haven't you seen enough? I even wonder if the reason why the paint on the sculpture is peeling off so quickly is because your gaze is too intense."

Yato closed the door with his foot.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he looked like an outsider. His words and attitude showed little respect for his own principal. If the discipline committee saw him, who knows what kind of lecture he would give.

""Still the same, Igarashi-kun."

Adolfo Pescarolo turned around, smiling with a hint of helplessness.

He was wearing a light red suit, and was about sixty or seventy years old, but his body was still strong, and it was hard to see how much time had eroded him. His spirit was full of vigor like a young man. He looked serious, but in fact, he had a very eccentric personality. He often made serious and funny moves that could not be complained about, which made the student council feel powerless and had to help clean up the mess.

In Yato's eyes, he was an old man who was neither very likable nor very annoying.

"It's been a while since we last met."

Principal Adolf sighed.

But Yato didn't give him any face and said,"What are you talking about, Principal? You always speak on stage every week at the school meeting to show your presence. Excuse me, it's hard not to see you."

""Hmm!"

Principal Adolf coughed unnaturally into his fist, as if he hadn't heard the words, and pulled over a chair and sat down.

"I recently heard from Mr. Kirisu that Igarashi-kun has set up a club of his own. To be honest, I am very pleased. After all, it always makes me feel sorry that you never join the student union. You know, you were the one I had the most hope for in the last student union."

"That's because I'm the only one who can control Yang No, so that she won't always ask you for help and cause you problems."

Yato leaned gently against the back of the sofa and continued to tease

"Yang Nai is so smart. There are few things she can't do. Even if there are, it's not her fault, because no one else can do it either."

Principal Adolf sighed.

"Since I became the president of Xiuzhi Academy, she is probably the student who gave me the most headaches. However, I am also proud of her. An excellent person must have a magnificent life. I deeply agree with this."

"Even if the"excellent people" you mentioned don't want to face it, will you still add fuel to the fire behind the scenes?"

Yadou said with a hint of meaning

"I have to admit that it was me who persuaded Mr. Kirisu to let you join the club."

Principal Adolf put away his smile.

"Also, the assassins of the Wu clan were also ordered by me."

"but……"

Crack!

A crack suddenly appeared on the tabletop of Adolf's desk.

Other items that happened to be on the crack, such as papers, were also cut off.