Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 196: Mutouren's Challenge

The intersection of black and white is a platform crisscrossed by thin lines like dark steel wires like a pool of water - an endless platform.

The sound of water dripping from the sword-like peaks accumulated by stalactites over the years, if the interval between two dripping sounds is described in mathematical language, it is a power function with a negative constant power value.

And no one knows when that damn x will cross the equally damn zero point from the negative semi-axis, and use the gradually accumulated sound wave energy to blast everyone's eardrums both physically and psychologically.

The so-called everyone——Mu, who was walking on this endless platform, didn't know either.

[Mortis, you clearly saw it.]

That annoying sound came again - it's not quite right to call it sharp, although it was a bit like the sound of the elves on TV, but it was too annoying.

I think I've heard this kind of voice from Miss Subaru before - it seemed like it was one morning, or maybe it was in a cartoon that I was watching with Miss Subaru, I can't remember which one.

"I'm not Mortis, I'm Wakaba Mu."

[I am Wakaba Mu, you are Mortis!]

Mu did not argue too much. It was enough to say the same thing once - besides, he had already repeated it so many times that he couldn't count it.

Where did he get so much strength to talk? It took strength to walk, and it took strength to cover the wound on his waist with his small hands - I don't know where the gunshot wound came from, it hurts a lot, but the pain will go away after a while.

Although it doesn't hurt anymore, it's still bleeding.

It doesn't hurt when I bleed, as if I have plenty of blood to bleed. But occasionally when I look back at the red marks I've left along the way, I feel very uncomfortable - the marks nearby are red, while the marks in the distance are only black lines that look like ink marks, twisted and scary. I can't get used to it even after seeing it so many times, and it's always scary.

[Mortis, look, everyone likes Muya very much. No one dares to ignore Muya!]

Mu could naturally see clearly what "Mu" had experienced. After all, it was his own body, his own eyeballs, and his own nerve center.

That’s exactly the case, everyone cares about Mu.

but……

Mu staggered and tilted his body. He lost all his strength and fell in a very awkward position on the endless road. Blood gushed out of his body.

Mu is tired—not physically, but mentally.

I can clearly smell the doctor's scent, why... why doesn't the doctor want to see me?

"Huh...Huh, I'm not...not Mortis!"

because……

Mu continued to hold on to his belief, struggling to stand up again, almost using his thin body to support himself. His haggard and bloodshot eyes were still open even though he was extremely sleepy.

"Because everyone... everyone is scared."

[Afraid? Why are you afraid?]

Mu had already seen the distance - in the endless distance, there seemed to be a door with a faint flickering light.

Where does it lead to?

Mu didn't know, he only knew that for everyone and for the doctors, he had to keep moving forward.

[What is Mortis insisting on? He should just watch! Just leave it to Wakaba Mutsu!]

That annoying voice... so annoying. Mu is not a puppet. Mu will not just listen to you so obediently.

"Everyone's obviously afraid of you—please don't ruin Mu's reputation!"

[Why are you afraid of Mu? Everyone obviously likes Mu!]

This stark world of black and white seemed to have a crack - not very obvious, but the sound of the dripping water that tormented the mind was noticeably weakened.

"The doctor didn't ask Mu to take a bath today—nor did he give Mu any clothes."

What a ridiculous reason, but it did make the crack in the sky gradually widen word by word - although it was only a small, almost unnoticeable crack.

"Nina won't let Mu touch Nina's guitar today."

The cracks widen—

"When the agent went to the bathroom, she didn't let Mu take her place in the live broadcast."

expand--

"And..." Mu's eyes were particularly determined, as if he was about to rush to the exit that led to freedom and light. "Xiangzi and Sushi, when Mu was talking, he was using honorifics!"

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled. Mu had not walked far, but it seemed as if the distance had shrunk to an inch. When he got up in pain, the door emitting light was already within reach.

Mu's eyes began to be filled with desire. This was the first time Mu wanted something so much.

Maybe I've had this kind of possessiveness before?

Maybe he wanted Xiangzi's care, maybe he wanted Yushi's preference, or maybe... maybe it was the doctor's caring care, or the warm and soft hug of Chiyo, or maybe it was the intoxicated smile of the drunk Momoka sister who fell into his arms without worry...

also possible……

[Mu is a little tired, Mortis, please help Mu move around for a bit.]

"I've said it many times..." Mu no longer cared about his bleeding arm. No matter whether the blood was black or red, Mu didn't care!

Mu just wants to meet you all!

"I'm Wakaba Mutsuki, and you're Mortis!"

……

"Mu!"

Rencai was completely baffled – was the bathtub in the doctor's house some secret trap? Why had Mu fallen into it and nearly drowned twice?

Although it was troublesome, human life was at stake after all, so Rencai took off her short-sleeved shirt and only wore a white vest, then jumped into the bathtub to feel for Mu's hand.

Ah, drowning people are the most dangerous. They are very strong and unreasonable. If you are not careful, you will be dragged in and drowned together with them - so you must find Mu's hand.

Ah, found it - feeling Mu's small and soft fingertips and knuckles that were slightly wrinkled from being soaked in water for a long time, Rencai felt relieved and used the strength she had used to plow the fields and dig vegetables in her hometown to pull Mu's body out of the water.

"Mu! Is Mu still awake? Mu——"

Mu was obviously drowned and unconscious. Even though Rencai slapped Mu's delicate doll-like face, Mu didn't react at all. His small nose was almost crooked.

There's nothing we can do now—Rinna thought so, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

This... this can't be blamed on me, right? I had no other choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

I had carefully watched the video and learned how to save a drowning person - first artificial respiration, then CPR, and finally sea oysters... sea, sea jasmine...

What's the first aid method?

Rencai's little brain was overloaded for a second, then she shook her head hard and let the little braid on the back of her head wake her up - never mind!

Artificial respiration, start——

"It stinks."

It was Mu who finally reacted - for some reason, Mu was not very sensitive to pain now so he woke up a little later - but that didn't mean he wasn't sensitive to the smell of mutton, the stinky smell of natto and the sweet taste of frozen kiwi melon.

"Smelly!?"

Rencai's heart was broken, and she screamed in a very defensive manner, shaking Mu's thin but somewhat strong body hard, almost shaking the child dizzy.

"You bastard, I saved you yesterday and tomorrow, but not only did you not thank me properly, you even complained about my foul mouth. And today you were acting so weird that no one dared to speak. The first thing you said was that weird mouth habit... mouth habit? Mu?"

Mu just now...he doesn't have any quirks in his speech.

"Ah."

Mu nodded with some relief and some determination.

"Mu is here."