Chapter 7

What does it feel like to be in a two-dimensional world but practice martial arts as hard as a character in an extreme-path web novel?

Although Ryuken is harsh, his teaching can indeed be said to be painstaking; while everyone is practicing, he never relaxes or rests, but always keeps that string tight, paying attention to progress, as if something is chasing him and he refuses to relax.

For him, choosing a qualified successor is the last and most important responsibility in his remaining life.

It's a pity that the performance of the teenager Jagi is not very ideal... If judged by his past performance, the title of successor would definitely not be his turn.

The sun has climbed to the center of the sky, a sense of dryness rising from the depths of the heart, enough to evaporate the water in anyone's body, making them feel dry, thirsty, and tortured.

Ryuken, who is also exposed to the scorching sun, shows no signs of fatigue, and hasn't even shed a drop of sweat.

He glanced at the scorching sunlight, and then looked at the most unpromising foster son, nodding imperceptibly.

The aura on his body seems to be a bit different, and his whole state is much better than in the past.

Jagi, who struggled to persist until lunchtime, finally breathed a sigh of relief; although he had no appetite, he still ate at a speed one-third slower than usual, but his gaze didn't seem to be focused on the nutritious and protein-rich meat on the table, but was paying attention to something else.

【Great Moe God: Da da du du da da】

【Great Moe God: Good noon, has everyone eaten lunch?】

The only person who understands everything appeared, and the originally silent group chat suddenly became lively.

【Can See It: Finally appeared...】

【Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Crusader: Lunch? What lunch?】

【Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Crusader: At this very moment, are you joking? It's clearly evening now.】

【Forever Seventeen: Hmm?】

【Afterlife Angel: Mapo Tofu, delicious!】

【Forever Seventeen: I think I seem to have discovered something extraordinary... although I don't know the specifics of your side, but it's been almost seven days here, could it be that...】

【Great Moe God: Your next sentence is—"Everyone's time flow rate is different?"】

【Forever Seventeen: Everyone's time flow rate is different?】

In a place unknown to anyone, the beauty in Taoist robes leaned on something like a crescent moon, a crack full of purple mist and eyeballs serving as her seat, inside which countless non-human eyeballs flowed with surprised expressions along with her.

Nani?

【Forever Seventeen: You, you know what I'm thinking??】

【Great Moe God: This is called synchronicity!】

The amount of information I have can only be described as a tragedy!

The evergreen tree of Gensokyo, the pillar of the chat group, the late but arriving villain character of the eating-defeat system, the monster of boundaries, the main culprit of god-hiding, "whatever bad things happen are all her doing," the monster sage Yukari Yakumo, I probably understand you better than you understand yourself!

【Great Moe God: However, your conclusion is indeed correct—since we are in different dimensions, the probability of the same time flow rate must be very small, but it is unified when chatting.】

【Great Moe God: So I didn't deliberately pretend not to see, I just went to morning class and didn't have time to reply to you @Can See It】

【Can See It: That... actually, I didn't wait very long, it's been less than thirty minutes here (*'ε`*)】

【Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Crusader: It's been almost a day here】

If the time flow rate of the Super Beidou world is set to 1, then the fastest should be Yukari Yakumo's world, close to 30, and the slowest should be Miko's world, probably only 0.1 or 0.2.

Well, it's normal for a high school girl's time to pass a bit slower, and it's not like she's an old monster who can live for at least thousands of years.

【Great Moe God: @Can See It, you are just starting high school, right?】

Others more or less understand why they have this nickname, only Miko doesn't know, which can only mean she hasn't entered her plot yet.

【Can See It: Hmm.】

【Great Moe God:... Uh, if I didn't judge wrong, you should know the meaning of this nickname soon... you won't believe it if I say it now, I can only say that those who understand understand, those who don't will understand when the time comes...】

I can estimate that Miko is about to awaken the highest level of Yin-Yang eyes, but for a considerable period after that, she won't encounter much real danger... just encounter quite a few scares.

Saying it in advance will only add to her troubles.

Jagi wouldn't admit that he wanted to see Miko's reaction of being startled and then tearfully coming to the group for help, so he deliberately didn't say it.

... Okay, he more or less wanted to see it.

【Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Crusader: What a bad heart!】

【Forever Seventeen: What a bad heart!】

【Can See It: What a bad heart!】

It seems that even across dimensions, some people can still perceive Jagi's thoughts, just like a red-haired loli who is holding a katana, angrily poking at the screen, and finally missing everything, feeling very unhappy.

Can the riddle-maker who only says half of what they mean get out!

Jagi: Hmph, how would a brat like you, Shana, understand the thoughts of us adults!

The gritting-teeth Flame-Haired Crusader and Miko, who had just reacted, launched a denunciation of the group owner at the same time, and Yukari Yakumo, who feared the world wouldn't be chaotic enough, also intervened.

For a time, the small group of only five people looked messy.

Only one person seemed to have not been affected from beginning to end.

【Afterlife Angel: 【Picture. jpg】 Mapo Tofu, recommended!】

A picture of tofu covered in chopped green onions and terrifying red color all over the white porcelain plate was sent out.

That glossy spicy oil, even through the screen, could make one feel the stimulating feeling of numbness, freshness, fragrance, heat, wholeness, tenderness, crispness, and unparalleled spiciness exploding in the mouth; just one glance could easily trigger appetite and secrete saliva.

Looking at the food picture in front of him, and seeing the boiled meat without any seasoning on his plate through the illusory screen, although these had oil and water, not as bland as the fitness meal during the fat-loss period, but the taste was similarly bland...

Tears couldn't help but fall.

When living with Ryuken, he was well-fed and clothed, and never went hungry.

But, Ryuken's cooking was only enough to make people full; it wasn't necessarily how delicious it was.

If Jagi hadn't seen this picture, he might have been able to continue enduring these, but... okay, he could only endure it.

Fiercely biting into the dry boiled beef, without chewing too much, he swallowed it into his stomach with the picture of Mapo Tofu, Jagi didn't worry about his indigestion at all.

What kind of person is he now?

A muscle man practicing martial arts, a teenage boy growing up, a big eater who is hungry all the time except when just full.

Good digestion, good teeth, strong stomach.

Let alone meat chunks, even a piece of raw iron would be bitten off by him.

Eat! Eat! Eat!

I'm eating it all!

The three fellow disciples looked at the third brother who suddenly went crazy and ate, watching him sweep away the leftovers like a whirlwind, and then stared at the portion they hadn't finished with red eyes, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

"What stimulated him?"

But no matter what, Raoh and Toki also accelerated their eating speed; they also needed enough nutrition to support their afternoon training.

"Jagi brother, how about, give... give it to you."

As for Ken Shi Lang, his kind-hearted nature made him hesitate for a while, and then he prepared to give his food to his brother.

It was just that Jagi's fierce eyes that seemed to want to eat people stared at him for a long time, making him feel hairy inside, and in the end, nothing happened.

The hedgehog-haired teenager patted his younger brother's head seemingly casually, and turned to find Ryuken to open a small stove for extra meals.

Feels good, he thought.

"Jagi! Jagi!"

It was Toki calling again; among all the fellow disciples, he had the best personality and would remind those who hadn't arrived before every training.

Because for him, inheriting the Fist of the Super Beidou was not the most important goal, just a means to achieve the result.

"You guys go first, I'll be there in a moment."

Jagi's deliberately heavy voice came from the toilet; he had been in for a long time, and was now fighting a hard battle with the toilet elf.

This is the consequence of irregular diet!

If you can't defeat the toilet elf, it's not impossible to be sucked in and reincarnated into another world to be a demon king.

Can Jagi defeat it?

Absolutely can, presumably can, easily can!

However...

The plan of the day lies in the WC; the time when squatting in the toilet is the most refreshing time to water the group—Jagi's words.

Sorry Ryuken Master, let me send one more!

(End of chapter)