Chapter 262: The Flat Young Man
Hearing what Aha said, the mbers of the Express crew couldn’t tell if he was being serious or just looking for fun.
Is this... for real?
March 7th blinked her clear eyes and asked innocently, "Does that an that even without Boss Akivili, if we run into sothing we can’t solve, you’ll help us, Aha?"
"But of course! The Express is my ho! If there’s trouble, I’ll make a move!"
Aha’s voice was firm and powerful. Once a train-person, always a train-person.
The corner of Akivili’s mouth twitched. I know you too well.
Hiko and the others also knew very well that if the Express crew ran into a problem, Aha really could help. But when there was no problem, Aha was the biggest problem. He would actively create problems (fun). As for who would beco the fun, that was for Aha to choose.
The Golden Garden.
Kenji leaned on the railing of the second-floor balcony, leisurely watching the person practicing martial arts in the courtyard. She was truly a dashing and handso young woman.
Hua was now a MANTIS soldier. It seed there was no more chance for her to develop. She was destined for a lifelong airport. The Hua from the Golden Garden world, however, had developed. Although not too large, you could see a clear undulation.
"Kenji, what are you looking at ♪? Oh, it’s Hua. She’s so self-disciplined. Even when the Honkai is no longer a threat, she’s still practicing," Elysia said, leaning on Kenji’s back.
"Are little Qin Ya and the others asleep?"
Kenji could sll the scent of milk. The two little ones must have had their fill.
"Mhm, they’re both asleep ♪," Elysia’s face was a little red. It was her first ti, after all. She was still a little shy.
"But, Hua’s figure... is there still hope ♪?"
Elysia knew Fu Hua. Comparing the two, there was no change. Her beauty was eternal, but her figure was fixed. Hua really made her heart ache. She wanted to hold her in her arms and comfort her.
"If she eats so good things, there should be a chance," Kenji said, though he couldn’t guarantee it. After all, the "Tablet of Shenzhou" was probably a fundantal law of the Honkai universe, just like Brother Kalpas’s mask.
"What are her daily als like now?"
Elysia thought for a mont, and a strange smile gradually appeared on her face. "Stead buns, noodles, pickled vegetables..."
Although Kalpas was in charge of the daily als in the Golden Garden, everyone could give him feedback on what they wanted to eat. The honest Hua... ate these few things the most. She really wasn’t a picky eater. It was said that she had started eating them back when she was at her family’s martial arts hall.
Kenji sucked in a sharp breath of air. So Hua from the Previous Era loved ’Ever-Green’ too? Unbelievable. No wonder she could have such a value-preserving flatness.
"Hmm?"
The flatness-sensor was instantly activated. Hua looked up at the two of them. They seed to be talking about sothing that made her quite unhappy.
"Elysia, Kenji, is there sothing you need?"
The two looked at each other. Such sharp senses. Does she have a radar?
"It’s nothing. I just think the Sword of Taixuan you’re practicing looks very cool," Kenji said with a smile.
"The Sword of Taixuan?"
Hua murmured to herself. The na was quite fitting. She was in the process of summarizing and creating a new martial art. She hadn’t given it a na yet. It was at most a prototype; there was still a long way to go.
After getting a na, her thoughts flowed like a spring. Inspiration gushed out, and she began to practice right there.
Fifty thousand years later, Fu Hua would create the Sword of Taixuan, and with the help of an old friend, she would use the culture of Shenzhou to make this martial art even more characteristic of her holand. Now, perhaps, she could create it in this era. As expected of the Azure Empyrea; her talent and comprehension of martial arts were indeed top-tier.
After little Qin Ya can master the power of Finality, we can try to start the interstellar era.
Kenji took Elysia and his two children back to the world of Toriko. Jiro and the others were their elders; he had to bring the kids to see them.
"Kenji-kun, it seems Elysia’s genes are stronger. Both your son and daughter have pink hair," Setsuno teased.
"It’s probably just a coincidence," Kenji said with an embarrassed, dry laugh. He didn’t know what was going on either and could only be stubborn about it.
"That’s true. That kid Teppei has a head of green hair. Hair color can be affected by many factors," Jiro said, chuckling as he teased little Qin Shi. The little baby was so cute. He had to go find Teppei. The great-grandchild schedule could be arranged.
On a certain Thousand-Leaf Mapo Tofu Planet in the universe.
"Achoo! Who’s talking about ?" Teppei rubbed his nose. He was sure of it, but he knew too many people to guess who it was.
"It’s been two and a half years since I’ve been back to Earth. I wonder what the changes are like now. Grandpa and the others should have gone back already..." Teppei began to mutter to himself.
After the GOD regeneration work was finished, he had also entered space, still doing the work of a Saiseiya, searching for the remains of ancient creatures or the seeds of plants buried in unknown places.
"Of those four boys of mine, only Toriko is married. The other three..." Ichiryu was also planning to make so arrangents. When they ca back, they could go on blind dates.
"Ichi-kun, you have the nerve to talk about Coco and the others? You’re an old bachelor yourself," Setsuno laughed and scolded.
"Well, there’s still Midora."
Ichiryu said, unconcerned. Anyway, Froese wasn’t on Earth right now. No one would be nagging him about this kind of thing. What was wrong with being single? Being single was just too comfortable.
Midora: "..."
Setsuno and Jiro had faces full of black lines, but they were just talking. At Ichiryu’s age, he probably had no thoughts of finding another half.
"There are traces of a Knocking seal on the two little ones. What’s wrong?" Jiro’s gaze was sharp, and he saw it at a glance.
"The authority they’ve inherited is too strong. They can’t control it yet, so it’s to prevent them from destroying everything," Kenji shrugged helplessly.
Have you ever seen a rebellious son who throws a teor at his old man right after being born?
Kenji had. If little Qin Shi were a few years older, it wouldn’t have been settled so simply. But he had recorded it all in his little notebook, waiting to give little Qin Shi a "complete childhood" in the future.
Jiro nodded, a little surprised in his heart. For Kenji to have to seal it, it ant the power was not just ordinarily strong.
"Master, Ellie and I are heading ho now."
"Alright. Co and sit for a while when you have ti."
"Woof~"
Returning ho, the drowsy Lotta instantly raised its massive wolf head and ran over like a husky, rubbing against Kenji’s pant leg.
"Good boy. This is your little master."
Lotta’s nose twitched. He morized the little master’s scent. He wouldn’t forget it.
"Welco back."
The Herta puppet stood in the living room, holding a cleaning tool. The living room was clean and spotless. Tsk, tsk, tsk. The Herta puppet’s housework module was still too strong. But Kenji felt a little guilty. He didn’t seem to have paid her a salary yet.
"Herta, what do you want?"
"I don’t know. There is nothing I want."
She is just an emotionless puppet.
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