Konoha Super God Hyuga

Chapter 850 – （1/2）

[Change first, there will be no such words after the change, repeated downloads will not be deducted repeatedly]

Hayato suddenly sat up and found himself in a strange space.

Three mottled walls, one empty bookshelf.

There are no doors or windows.

There are antique dark red tables and chairs in the middle, and a glazed lamp.

The lights are dim.

Hayato sat on the ground and didn’t rush to get up. He frowned, rubbing hard at his painful temple like a needle.

The memories came up, and the scenes gradually became clear. Hayato made a simple combing:

——Monster hunting once in half a semester.

-Surrounded by a large number of alien beasts.

-Escape, jump into the deep pool, lose consciousness.

-Regain consciousness, a strange place.

What is this place?

Why are you here?

There were many questions in Hayato’s mind for an instant, and he stood up with his hands supported.

The frosted rocky ground is not cold at first, but has a warm and moist feeling of jade.

Hayato is used to a defensive posture, with his left hand lying across his chest, and his right hand pulling out the dagger tied to his thigh.

For a moment.

The dagger is still there?

Hayato held a dagger and fumbled in the room for half an hour.

The room is airtight, not only has no doors and windows, but also no connecting vents, but after so long of activities, there is no feeling of suffocation.

The dagger is an entry-level alloy short weapon, produced by the Ram, and it is worth more than ten thousand stars. However, even if you exhaust all your energy, you can’t scrape a little white ash on the wall, and you can’t buckle a trace of sawdust on the wood.

All kinds of unreasonable.

There are three hardcover books lonely on the shelves of Nuo Da.

For some reason, Hayato felt an inexplicable desire in his heart and couldn’t help picking up the first volume.

“The Legend of the Condor Heroes”-by Jin Yong?

Books I haven’t seen, authors I haven’t heard of…

Since he couldn’t get out, after the initial panic, urgency, and fear, the Hayato had calmed down, and even had a calmness of “if you come, you will settle for peace”.

To be idle is to be idle.

With such thoughts in mind, Hayato held a book, sat in a chair, and opened the first episode of “Storm of Wind and Snow”, and then – completely indulged in it and couldn’t help himself.

Strange to say, the dim light falling on the paper is as bright and soft as fluorescent light, and the words are clear.

It wasn’t until the last page that Hayabusa discovered that he, in an unknown situation, was completely immersed in the novel as time passed. Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, Yang Kang, Mu Nianci, Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Black Wind Shuangsha… all vivid characters appeared on the paper.

Especially Huang Rong, who is eccentric, gave the Hayabusa an indelible impression.

As for the “Nine Yin Scriptures”…

Hayato wondered, is there such a martial arts?

Not to say how powerful the Jiuyin Scripture is. In the reality of Hayato’s life, some people cut off the river with one knife, and some kicked the mountains with one kick.

In terms of power, the Jiuyin Zhenjing is really not worth mentioning.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

What Hayato pays attention to is the “Tao” that is said in the scriptures.

In reality, martial artists pay attention to only moves and the efficiency of exercises. Few people study the illusory “Tao”. In the eyes of most people, speed, strength, skill, and the power of combining the three are the fundamentals.

As for “Tao”——

Can you eat it?

Tasty?

At this time, regardless of his own situation, he quickly took down the remaining two volumes and read it eagerly.

Hayato never thought that he would have such a day of reading.

This shows that it’s not that I don’t love, but I’ve never fallen in love.

People are like this, and so are books.

With three volumes of more than 1 million words, Hayato finished reading in one go, closed his eyes, rubbed the pages of the book, reminiscing about the excitement in the book.

Suddenly, Hayato was excited and jumped up, striking his boxing routines sharply.

After a set of tiger punches came down, there was a feeling of invigoration and dripping.

Hayato clenched his fists.

Something is wrong!

With his reading speed and fineness of reading, maybe one day and one night passed. As the saying goes, “Poor culture and rich martial arts” refers to those who learn martial arts, not only eat a lot, but also eat well. The consumption of meat alone is no longer affordable for ordinary people, let alone various precious medicinal materials.

If you don’t eat or drink for 24 hours, the Hayato must have been hungry for a long time so that his limbs are weak, and his belly is banging like a drum.

However, now not only is not hungry, but also has spare power to punch hard.

There is nothing right.

Suddenly, the dim light was lit for three minutes, and an…an egg with slender hands and feet slowly crawled out of the lampshade.

There is BGM, the kind of horror film that enhances the atmosphere.

However… crawling, the egg stiffened and stopped moving.

After a while, he raised his “head”, revealing his facial features like stick figures.

“Brother, this kind-faced brother, come here, come here, get closer…to discuss something, can you give me a hand? I’m stuck.”

Hayato: →_→

“Don’t look at me with this look, I’m not suspicious at all, and playing in this way is definitely not to scare you…”

Is it suspicious enough that an egg speaks human words?

And even if you don’t get stuck, you will definitely not scare people. Now you get stuck, but it adds a bit of comic effect.

Hayato pinched the egg’s small hand with his thumb and index finger and pulled it gently.

Bo!

The crisp sound of the cork is inexplicably comfortable inside. .

The egg is standing on the table. Considering that he has feet, it should be called “sitting”. He patted the round eggshells and muttered: “Have you gotten a little bit fat lately, do you want to lose weight?”

With that said, the egg stood up and looked up and down Hayato.

“The host of this class seems to have the same quality, but I don’t know how long I can last… Forget it, I’m a part-time worker, why bother so much. Ahem…”

The egg carried his hands on his back and said: “You must have a lot of questions now, don’t worry, I will answer them one by one, where the responsibility lies. Then-first from the system wizard ~ me! Start with the egg in front of you.

Look at this silky eggshell, rounded lines, and perfect curvature. Please call me the perfect egg, ‘finished’ for short. ”

Finished?

Pouch!

Hayato did not hold back.

“What are you laughing at?”

Finished tilting his head, showing a puzzled expression.

“Nothing, you said you are a system wizard, what system?”

“How about the system of hunting down the evil of the world as the king? This name is not domineering?”

If it was before, Hayato wouldn’t think there was anything wrong. The books that he usually contacted generally had similar naming styles, but after reading “The Legend of the Condor Heroes”, there was pearls and jade in front, and I only felt that it was really ordinary.

Enduring vomiting desire, nodded without conscience.

Finished coming over, covering his mouth with his hand, and whispered: “My name, don’t tell others casually, low-key and low-key, such a handsome appearance has already been jealous, if you show your talents again, wouldn’t it make people live? Up.”

Hayato’s face stiffened. Is this egg completely unaware of it, or is it so brazen that no one has come before?

Finished with a small hand, he pointed at Hayato.

call out!

A cyan light submerged into the forehead, and there were three more panels in his mind for an instant:

[Character attributes]

Name: Hayato

Race: Terran

Age: 20 years old.

Sex: Male.

Root bone: 18 (normal)

Strength: 79 (junior samurai)