So you are also a girl

That is to say, she can't see colors in the first place, and she will become highly myopic when wearing this thing, but she can recognize colors in the background of the world.

So wearing it and then wearing glasses is equivalent to having both vision and background.

After understanding this problem, she wanted to put it back on again, but found it extremely difficult.

"Master, we need tools." Sasha instructed Mi Xiaoliu to wear it back.

"What are my abilities?"

There are a small number of people in this world who have superpowers. As for the reason, she doesn't know the reason, and the common sense that has been drawn does not have this.

I only know that most people regard superpowers as a disease, because many so-called superpowers cannot control it.

Just like the Black Bolt King in a certain manga, just speaking can cause a sound wave as powerful as a nuclear bomb, which is difficult to control.Therefore, they can only communicate in sign language in silence for a long time.

Inconvenience to one's own life is second, and inadvertently causing harm to others is the scariest and most dangerous thing.

Therefore, most superpowers have always been the object of hatred and fear of most ordinary people.

"Master, you take out a silver coin and throw it up, and then flick it forward with your finger when it hits the ground." Sasha replied to her.

Mi Xiaoliu took out a coin from her dismal wallet and did so.

The coin flew out by her, fell into the drain of the bathroom and disappeared.

She cast a questioning look at the mirror, as if Sasha was standing there.

"Master, this shows that your ability is not a railgun." Inexplicable revenge.

"..."

Current total assets: 18.85 Mira.

Chapter 3 I have never seen such an arrogant

What kind of dream is the scariest?Being chased by ghosts?Dreaming about the departure of relatives and friends?These can wake people up and break out in a cold sweat, and then wake up in reality that this is just a dream.

However, compared with this, a dream that repeats a meaningless content is more torture.For example, I dreamed that I was repeatedly playing a moba game without any plot, or I was in a daze in the dark, nothing happened, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

Because the memory of the brain is almost blank, there is no association with the follow-up of the dream, naturally there is no picture, and nothing good happens to rely on the dream to restore memory.

This comes from a dream with almost no memory. Even after waking up, the nausea like mental torture still remains.

Even if she doesn't know the feeling of last night, she still initially rooted the desire for memory in the girl's heart.Like the hunger for food.

Besides that……

"Goo~"

"Is it a fart?" Mi Xiaoliu rubbed his uncomfortable stomach in doubt.

"No, how can a girl fart be found out?" Sasha explained to her: "Master, please remember how you feel now. It feels like that."

Besides that, there is real hunger.

Sasha had to teach too many things yesterday, how to use the faucet, brush her teeth, wash her face... and so on, all of which should be taught to her little by little like teaching a baby. I forgot.

"Well, I remember." Mi Xiaoliu, who was covering her belly, nodded seriously.

eat = spend money

no money = no food = hunger

"There is a bun shop on the corner in front of the owner. Meat buns cost one yuan and five, and vegetarian buns cost one yuan. The vegetarian buns only cost two yuan for breakfast according to the owner's appetite, but considering that he didn't eat anything last night, he can spend four yuan Money. I suggest the master to hurry up, because this time is almost late."

"Ah."

The people I met on the way to school all walked around Mi Xiaoliu after seeing her badge, and even many shops closed the doors that had just been opened when she passed by.

If she stays in a certain place for a long time, some people who have a bad temper and are not afraid of danger will point at her directly and tell her to stay away.

Under such circumstances, it is natural that I couldn't get my wish to buy breakfast.

"It's too bad...how are these people like this? The master won't starve to death and be resurrected..."

"Resurrection from starvation?"

Still can't associate any memories, but can feel it must be something bad.

"Well, the master's superpower is self-healing, but it's not the same as normal self-healing." Sasha didn't seem to want to mention this matter, "Compared with this, the master should be more worried about what to do next, There is no one in this city that the master knows."

"How did you get the money?"

"It's a complicated issue ... children of the owner's age are generally asking parents for money, and there is no formal place for child labor."

"parents?"

"The master's parents died when the master was seven years old." Sasha replied.

"Oh."

It seems to be another bad thing, but the feeling it brings is not as deep as the sentence just now that starved to death and resurrected.

"Get out of the way!"

When passing the corner, I could hear a girl yelling anxiously at a very close distance. From this distance, if there is no accident, Mi Xiaoliu, who has already stepped on her right foot, will collide with her in a second.

A sense of déjà vu, which comes from the non-sense memory extracted from yesterday's [-]% probability.

Who in my memory took me to secretly watch the youth love comics, in which the first encounter between the male protagonist and the female protagonist happened at a corner collision, and it taught people how to deal with this incident.

During the 0.1 seconds before the collision, Mi Xiaoliu used the brain connected to the Malphite network to think at the speed of light, which made the Golem players all over the world stunned for a while.

Judging from the plot in that manga, the girl at the corner should have a piece of bread in her mouth.

In 0.2 seconds, a red-haired girl with a single ponytail behind her head suddenly appeared.

He could recognize this girl as his front desk at a glance, because he only had one day's memory, so he remembered the people of this day very deeply.

She really had a piece of bread in her mouth, just like in the comic book.

In her mind, Sasha wondered how she could shout while holding the bread in the red single ponytail.

Mi Xiaoliu imitated the youth comics she had read at some point——

With the limit distance, he sideways dodged the girl's impact, and quickly stretched out a leg.

The girl who dared to run in reverse and harm traffic was thrown into a dog in an instant.

She seemed very angry.

The heroine in that manga seemed to be quite angry at the time.

"It's over! Master, what are you doing? Run, we can't pay for the medical expenses!" Sasha panicked.

However, Sasha didn't seem to recognize that this girl was Mi Xiaoliu's front desk, and if this matter escaped the monk, it would not escape the temple.

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"Don't play dumb! Did you trip me on purpose?"

The girl with the single ponytail was not injured, but her clothes were slightly scratched.As soon as he arrived at Mi Xiaoliu's front desk during the break, a teacher came directly to Mi Dongxing and began to question him. He didn't even care about Mi Xiaoliu's badge that symbolized danger. Anyway, he only wore it because he didn't cooperate with the medical examination.

Why didn't you trip on purpose and run away?He touched her braids yesterday, and touched her nose after touching her... How could this dwarf, who was about the same height as him, use such a nasty way to attract her attention like a kid?

Apart from being angry, he is also somewhat complacent. Whether it is a boy or a girl, when they know that someone likes them, even if that person is not their favorite, they will still secretly rejoice at the affirmation of their charm.

In the final analysis, I was still angry. If it hadn’t been for this idiot who tripped me, I wouldn’t have had to develop with this person in the corridor for five or ten minutes in the 45-minute course.

Perhaps it was because Bidong's movements were too ambiguous. Those in the class who could see the corridor by the window all focused their attention on this side, attracting other people to come over to watch it together, and some even made a "wow" towards this side. The sound made Shan Ponytail blush and take a step back, pretending nothing happened.

"On purpose?" Mi Xiaoliu was puzzled.

The common sense of buying for 4000 yuan does not include the meaning of the word "intentional".

"Master, please apologize." Sasha said.

"Apologize?" Mi Xiaoliu thought about this new word

.

"Well, say sorry." Simple explanation.

Mi Xiaoliu did the same to the girl with one ponytail: "Say I'm sorry."

Single ponytail: "???"

I have never seen such an arrogant guy in my life.

Sasha: "..."

"What's the matter?" A pair of hands rested on the shoulders of the ponytail from behind. It was the blond woman with glasses who sat in the protagonist's seat yesterday.

He is a full 1.7 meters tall, always holding his head proudly, with a stalwart on his chest.The skin is slightly dark, and the headband boldly presses the hair in front of the forehead to the back, confidently exposing the entire face including the forehead.

But her face just happened to be able to control this hairstyle.

"This person touched my braids and ... nose yesterday, and tripped me at school today. That's why I was late." The girl with the ponytail pointed at Mi Xiaoliu to complain as if she had found a backer.

"Okay, okay, don't be as familiar with him, he is just a 13-year-old little brother." The blonde girl pushed her into the classroom with a smile, and whispered in her ear: "Maybe he likes you, kid I just like to play this kind of trick of 'I like you and bully you to get your attention', don't be as knowledgeable as him."

This kind of thing happened a lot when she was in elementary school and junior high school.

"It's a bit disgusting, the brat is really annoying."

"Would you feel sick if you were a handsome guy?"

"I don't feel sick if Ivan."

"..."

"Maybe he's just a purely handicapped person." Someone interrupted abruptly.

It was a strange girl sitting in the corner of the last row.

Holding his face with one hand, he didn't look this way. He has short purple hair and his appearance is not complete, but his face is quite regular. Some students have the habit of hunchback. When he stands up, he is about a little taller than 1.6 meters. Just a little.

Since yesterday, no one has talked to her in class or between classes. She is a very withdrawn girl.

The reason why she is said to be strange is because even during class hours she still wears a pair of sunglasses that almost completely cover the upper half of her face.Everyone except the transfer students including Mi Xiaoliu couldn't help but glance at the sunglasses on her face.

When she was talking, the whole class almost fell silent, and couldn't help but glance at the sunglasses on her face again, as if to make sure that she was wearing them properly.

This situation made her frown irritably, and she almost blurted out the curse words on her lips.

"I just saw it from the corner of my eye."

She pushed the sunglasses deeper in front of her eye sockets.

"Another defective."

Compassionate eyes focused on Mi Xiaoliu, even though the girl in the sunglasses didn't explain to them where the "flaw" was.

It's already very rude to directly say that others are flawed like the girl with sunglasses.

Unable to understand their expressions and words, Mi Xiaoliu returned to her seat, accidentally knocked off the fountain pen, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but her left hand seemed not so sharp.

A hand stretched out on the left side quickly reacted to help her catch the fountain pen.

This also made Mi Xiaoliu find out that the deskmate on the left who didn't come yesterday came to class today.

White hair with slightly longer hair and gray eyes.Wearing white and black casual clothes, although the temperature outside is only over ten degrees.

A handsome boy.

"Hi, my name is Yiwen." He lay on the desk, his side face came into close contact with the desk, and he showed a bright smile to Mi Xiaoliu, which was extraordinarily dazzling under the sunlight reflected from the window. As if the sun was born to set off him.

Like an angel.

The voice is a bit feminine, but it can still be heard that it is a boy, and it doesn't seem to be deliberately low.

"Here, a pen with a broken clip can easily fall off."

The clip on the pen cap is for students to break off.

The boy named Yiwen sat up straight and handed the pen back to Mi Xiaoliu. At the same time, people were able to see the cheat sheets printed on his side face, which were originally printed on the desk.

"En." Mi Xiaoliu nodded, and took the black pen with the red pen casing.

ps: there is another update at night

ps2: Thank you for the 92 blades sent by Bi Fangxue, I was shocked early in the morning