When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"It's kendo practice."

"...There's nothing to get tired of, it's what we need to survive. Besides, if it's not like this, I have nothing to do. It's hard to relax and be the captain of this iron city like Sifang Chuanchangpu, and mediate those civilians. contradiction?"

The control of the Iron Fortress... To tell the truth, except for the command of food and the route of travel, the other things are really despised by Yongye.

Managing those commoners is like a train conductor, he has no interest at all.

He believes that it is meaningless to spend time on the group of civilians who may turn against the tide and become cannon fodder at any time, and it is more important to work hard to enhance their own strength.

However, he misunderstood the meaning of Wuming, what Wuming wanted to say was not actually asking him to take care of the civilians.

"No no no, I never thought you would do Miss Ayame's job, I just wanted to say you could do something else!"

"Other? Is there an example?"

"Like... play."

"Aha?"

Unconsciously, surprised by Zai's unexpected answer, Yong Ye's movements in his hands stopped unconsciously, and he turned helplessly to look at the innocent looking cute girl behind him.

"...I said, do you think I'm the same age as you? How can anyone think of playing all day when I'm so old?"

"Why can't you do it, you say how old you are."

Wuming stood up at a high place, blocking the sunlight that could have been shining on Yongye, and a sly smile appeared on the cute face that the sunlight could not reach.

Wuming knew that Yong Ye didn't remember her age, but she asked this on purpose, obviously to make things difficult for Yong Ye.

"...Anyway, I'm definitely older than you, and I must be an adult, unlike you, the kid who is still playing."

It's a pity that Wuming is not difficult for Yongye, because Yongye didn't answer directly, and he mocked Wuming's young unceremoniously.

"You uncle! Who's the kid?!"

"you."

"--uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~~!"

Simple and clear, without any sloppiness, without the slightest emotion attached, the nameless puffed up his cheeks and glared at him viciously.

"Damn guy! I will teach you a lesson one day!"

As if the air in front of him was the eternal night, Wuming waved his small fist vigorously.

"If you look at me with nothing to do all day, this day will never come."

For the sight that is neither itchy nor painful, Yong Ye chose to ignore it as a matter of course, and lightly warned her about her laziness.

However, Wuming didn't seem to care about this very much, and his tender lips curved into an arc. With an inexplicable smile, the girl simply retorted.

"It doesn't matter if I can't teach you a lesson, but if you only practice swordsmanship all day long, then you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

"No, you're wrong. Even if I really only practice swordsmanship all day, it's impossible for me to be a bachelor for the rest of my life."

Continuing to wield the blade disapprovingly, Yong Ye didn't think he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life, and while he was still training, he gave a theoretically correct rebuttal.

"You have to know, what is the situation in this world now? In such a world, as long as there is force, are you afraid that you will not have a wife?... No, it may not be quite right to say that..."

Shaking his head, Yong Ye denied his words, cut out a knife, and then thought about organizing his own words before speaking again.

"It should be correct to say that no matter what the world is, the strong will be worshipped, no matter what character or what you do, it doesn't hurt."

"…"

Yong Ye's remarks made Wuming unable to refute for a while, because... it seems like this is really the case?

Without any reference, based on subjective judgment alone, more than 90% of women will definitely think that the strong man is the man they like.

Although she also wanted to refute, what she said had nothing to do with strength or weakness, as long as she was gentle, interesting, or handsome in appearance, one of these elements was enough to feel at ease and happy together.

Of course, those are indeed important factors that make others like them.

But ah, if you think about it from another angle, does anyone think they like the weak?

The answer must be no.

Even a strong person who is not handsome, gentle, or interesting in appearance can be strong, reliable, safe, and protect others.

Therefore, the strong desire to protect themselves is probably the instinct of women, right?

Choose between the strong who are not handsome, gentle and interesting and the weak who are handsome, gentle and interesting. I am afraid not many women will like the weak, handsome, gentle and interesting who are easily trampled by the strong the weak, right?

Thinking about it this way, although the uncle in front of him is neither interesting nor gentle, he might be an unexpected hot commodity?

No... It doesn't seem to be surprising... It's just that the distance is too close, and he is also very strong, and he has never realized which man nearby is strong, and ignored these elements.

"...Uncle, what kind of girl do you like?"

Out of nowhere, Wuming suddenly asked such a question.

"do not know."

Similar to Wuming who asked this question without thinking, Yong Ye replied without thinking.

"Don't be so stingy, why are you so shy when you are such an adult, tell me~ When you arrive at King Kong Guo, maybe I can find one for you~?"

Mingming, who obviously didn't believe what Yong Ye said, jumped down from a height and approached him with a malicious smile, and poked his waist with his elbow like a normal friend.

"...I really don't know. I don't know what kind of past I have. All my memories are all running away. Under such circumstances, I have time to think about those things?"

Yong Ye's slightly distressed hands, I don't know that although these three words are short, and they sound like they are fooling people, but this is completely his true thoughts.

"Ah, yes, you are a man without a past, um~ it always feels a little mysterious."

"...Are you comforting me?"

"Well~ let's just say it? Would you like me to touch your head to comfort you?"

Saying that, Wuming raised his hand with a eager smile, and it seemed that he really wanted to touch Yongye's head, but unfortunately...

Pa~!

Unsurprisingly, Yong Ye slapped the hand that hadn't touched her with a backhand slap.

Chapter 52 Special Negotiation Methods