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“Me, protagonist?”

Sakamoto looked at the two too sluggishly, his face looking incredulous.

“Just kidding.”

Hearing this, Kazumi Makoto said without looking back.

He bent down and, in the midst of a burning campfire, pulled out three huge military cans with thick branches.

Oversized canned pork knuckle!

These three cans, under the scorching of the campfire, the whole body is slightly red.

Even due to the thermal expansion and contraction of the soup in the can, the entire tank body expands slightly.

But, it doesn’t matter.

The vast majority of modern canned military food is packaged in old-fashioned tinplate, which requires the use of canning knives for opening and unloading.

These vintage cans are extremely tough, and even if they bulge, they will not break in the slightest.

Of course, the canned pull ring currently on the market, please do not directly burn and heat, otherwise it may cause the crack of the can pull ring.

“Poof—”

Using two thick wooden sticks, Kazumi lifted the three basketball-sized cans and let them cool down quickly in the cold seawater.

“Fire-roasted cans, due to uneven heating, will cause part of the soup on the can to be burned.”

Sitting on the soft sand again, he said calmly with Izumi:

“It may taste a little bad, don’t mind.”

“Well, thanks.”

The hungry Sakamoto Ryuta hurriedly said, but Kazuizumi Makoto only glanced at him with helplessness in his eyes.

Beside him, Wugen Ruli burst out laughing.

Obviously, Ryu Sakamoto is too self-conscious.

“In those three cans, there is no part of you.”

Kazumi Makoto said calmly, and his calm and solemn voice made Sakamoto Ryuta’s face pale.

“But…”

He turned his head and stared at this decadent youth covered in dirt:

“Can you still remember what happened?”

“Eh, this…”

As the protagonist of the original work, Ryuta Sakamoto covered his head and looked distressed.

Before parachuting, Ryuta Sakamoto was hit in the skull with an electric stun gun by the militants for hitting the hat-kun.

Therefore, his memory is extremely vague and he can’t remember exactly what happened on the plane …

“Amnesia?”

Kazumi tilted his head, and Wugen Ruli on the side had already climbed up sharply and fished out three oversized canned pork knuckles from the icy sea.

“Let me help you get your memory back.”

Saying to Izumi, he slowly got up and stood in front of Ryuta Sakamoto.

“Ah, this, don’t bother you…”

Looking at the oppressive figure, the older looking Ryuta Sakamoto showed a cowardly look.

He raised his hands and waved them constantly, his face full of embarrassment.

“Don’t bother, just raise your hand.”

Kazumi Makoto said with his usual face:

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

“Huh?” Hearing this, Ryuta Sakamoto was a little surprised.

But he did it anyway, slowly opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue obediently.

“Wha-”

A muffled sound.

“!!!!!!!Ahh

The next moment, the most desolate wail echoed on this empty beach.

Makoto Kazuizumi punched Sakamoto Ryuta in the chin.

This decadent young man with his tongue stuck out his tongue bit his tongue fiercely, and a rust-smelling blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately after, there was pain…

Incomparable pain, coming from the braincase.

The punch that Kazumi just punched him upwards, and the impact of the punch made him dizzy and lying on the ground and losing consciousness.

……

It was a few seconds before he woke up.

“Whew…”

Covering his mouth, his tongue hurt as if it was going to break.

Ryuta Sakamoto stared at Makoto Kazuizumi and Gogen Ruri, with terrified eyes.

These two young girls are simply devils! Devil Man!

“Now, in retrospect?”

A calm voice sounded slowly in front of him.

Kazumi Makoto looked down at him, while Ryuta Sakamoto glared.

“Think, remember…”

He covered his head, and there was a dull pain in his braincase.

But at the same time, the scene on the plane was gradually recalled.

Among them, including his current situation.

And what Hat Jun said, players should fight each other…

“You, you…”

He raised the back of his hand and looked at the IC chip that had been taken away, looking at Kazumi Makoto with fear in his eyes.

Obviously, these two young girls took away his chips, so now, they are likely to kill people!

“Crunch-”

At the same time, Wugen Ruli pried open the canned pork elbow with a canned knife, and the mouth-watering meat aroma filled the empty beach.

At night, by the campfire, if you ignore the corpses not far away, this place is like a simple camping picnic camp!

“It tastes good…”

Wugengli held up a dozen pounds of canned pork knuckles, and took a sip of the oily soup:

“It’s a bit mushy, though.”

“Well, leave these three can scalps, and use these can scalps as iron pots in the future, and we can heat the cans in a water bath, so that it will not be burnt.”

Kazumi said as he pulled out a pack of baguettes from behind him.

These baguettes are made from grains and have a very touching firmness that can only be eaten in small bites soaked in broth.

Otherwise, its hardness is about the same as that of bricks, which is very clucky.

“Oh, break it open and soak it in the soup.”

Kazumi picked up another can of pork knuckles from the seawater, unloaded it with a canned knife, and took out two pairs of stainless steel chopsticks from the system space and picked up the soft pork knuckle.

The skin of the meat is light red, and after high temperature cooking, it has become extremely soft and rotten, and the fat and lean meat quality is very delicious, which makes Hequan smack his lips with satisfaction.

The baguette is dipped in soup, and you can taste the original stewed pork knuckles in every bite, and at the bottom of the can, there are many soft kidney beans, which are extremely delicious.

“Grunt…”

Watching the two of them eating happily, Ryuta Sakamoto by the campfire was a little restless.

His chips and BIM bombs were taken away by Makoto and Izumi, and he had no survival resources.

Hungry and exhausted, Ryuta Sakamoto desperately wants a full meal…

However, these two people are enemies…

“If you want to eat, go get it.”

A moment later, Kazumi stared at the otaku as he spoke slowly, while Ryuta Sakamoto nodded vigorously, with gratitude in his eyes.

Watching Ryuta Sakamoto stumbling around the campfire, holding the cold can in his hands in the seawater, and glancing at Izumi Makoto and Gogen Ruri, he shook his head slightly.

Obviously, this Sakamoto Ryuta does not have extraordinary power.

And his ability to deal with the world is very poor, it can even be said that he is not deep in the world, it is simply a Five!

However, this is also a common Japanese manga typical protagonist template.

Not deep, honest, helpful, gentle and considerate, hesitant…

Then, there can be a whole bunch of girls upside down.

It seems that Ryuta Sakamoto is this kind of waste.

Case……

Kazuizumi glanced at him, the guy was still fishing for pork bones in the can with his hands, gobbling up sloppily.

Not enough to worry about.

However, it is possible to make a good relationship.

For Izumi Makoto, his “good relationship” is the same as business angel investment.

He will do what he can and use some very low prices to help some figures with “investment value” in exchange for their gratitude.

Cast a wide net, collect more fish, and choose the best and follow it.

Most of these people may be useless, but there will always be guys who can be used.

At that time, the combination of grace and power will be able to usurp enough benefits for legitimate reasons.

This will not only return a large amount of profits, but also leave a good reputation for kindness.

Of course, these are all afterwords.

“Aa

Early in the morning, by the extinguished campfire.

Ryuta Sakamoto woke up, and under the crisp sea breeze, he sneezed hard.

With his hands on the ground, he hurriedly got up.

He looked around, and the white morning light shone on the beach, rendering the whole beach crystal clear.

The yellow-gold gravel reflects the sparkles, which is beautiful.

But it doesn’t matter!

“What about the two children…”

Ryuta Sakamoto muttered, he looked around, intently observing the environment.

On the beach, the footprints of two people, one deep and one shallow, stepped towards the rainforest not far away.

“They left me behind? No, this is…”

Ryuta Sakamoto bowed his head, and there were several green shrink bags around the stone surrounded by the campfire.

These compressed bags are marked with the logo of “Individual Combat Rations”.

That’s enough for him to eat for three or four days.

“This…”

Looking at these individual soldier rations, Sakamoto Ryuta only felt a little choked, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Although his tongue and the back of his neck still hurt, his resentment towards Kazumi Makoto had long been gone.

Then, there’s gratitude.

and heartfelt sighs.

“I’m such an unreliable adult…”

With a sour wry smile on his face, Ryuta Sakamoto leaned against the campfire and sat on the soft sand, watching the sun gradually rise from the sea level.

……

“Wow—”

In the jungle, the branches sway gently.

The invisible power of thought, like Moses dividing the sea, separates the tangled branches of the jungle.

With the help of Nian Power, Hequan Makoto opened the way, and stepped on the potholed forest with Wugenruli, and walked along a stream.

“Hmm…”

Behind him, there was a faint muffled sound of Wugengli.

The black cat Lori, asked softly in a somewhat puzzled tone:

“So, is it necessary to leave him food?” Although he is the protagonist of the original work, he is just a useless gnawing old man…”

“Of course.” Kazumi Makoto said without looking back:

“His identity as the ‘protagonist of the original work’ alone is worth my investment in him, and maybe I can dig out a hidden task from him.”

“Eh! Is that so? ”

Wu Gengli, who had only experienced one dimensional game, showed a look of shock, followed by an undisguised adoration on his face:

“Naw! Makoto-kun, what are we looking for in the woods? ”

“Looking for someone…”

He yawned with Izumi, he and Wugen Ruli didn’t sleep last night:

“According to what you call the ‘original plot’, the organizers will drop airdropped materials on uninhabited islands through planes.”

“But, we have plenty of food, wait, you mean…”

Wugen Ruli reacted, and Kazumi laughed silently:

“yes, that’s what it means.”

“Find a vantage point, confirm the location of other players, and clear them out in turn.”

“Especially the other six dimensional gamers, none of them can be spared.”

Tonight, Makoto Kazumi will join the hunt.