MM Racing Chapter 10 is fake, this must all be fake!
Chapter 10 is fake, this must all be fake!
Think about it too.
After all, if this were true.
He has been in this world for three years and has been a train conductor on the Starry Sky Train for two years.
I haven't seen Kafka come knocking on my door yet.
Therefore, this must be fake.
Yes, it is like that.
Since it's fake, let them guess whatever they want.
Why should he care about these things?
Let's not even talk about how other people don't know they're on the Star Train.
Even if they knew, could they possibly catch up with this star train that's traveling through the universe?
As for Himeko and Mitsuki-no-Shichi... well.
Anyway, I'm used to their speechless looks when I'm slacking off.
Now it's just a matter of replacing "speechless" with "curious".
It's nothing, nothing at all.
As long as he doesn't admit it, he remains the innocent and harmless train conductor who only knows how to wipe tables.
A leisurely and carefree retirement awaits him!
Once Lu Li understood this, everything became clear to him.
really.
It's still more fun to just give up.
Moreover, instead of worrying about these trivial matters, it would be better to study the "beginner level Word of Power" he just acquired.
Recalling the feeling of "controlling" March 7th before, Lu Li felt a secret joy.
Could it be that I can finally shed the title of being a complete weakling?
He turned to look at a trash can in the corner, where a piggy bank was dozing.
He concentrated and silently recited it in his mind.
A clear instruction extended outwards along with that newborn power.
"Let's dance."
The next second, the piggy bank suddenly woke up.
Then, to everyone's astonishment...
The piggy banked on its two short front hooves, and its hindquarters began to writhe clumsily and comically, just like a drunken spinning top.
Pam, standing nearby, was astonished: "Chirp?! Is this piggy bank possessed, Pam?"
March 7th's eyes lit up, and he instantly pulled out his camera and started snapping photos like crazy: "Wow! What an adorable piggy bank!"
"It can even dance!"
Himeko and Welt's gazes instantly locked onto Lu Li.
Just a moment ago, they clearly felt a faint but extremely domineering mental fluctuation flash by from Lu Li.
The nature of that fluctuation... was exactly the same as when Lu Li ordered the "demon" to kneel down in the sky.
It seems that Lu Li has no intention of hiding it from them.
We should ask them properly after this is over.
As for the probing gazes of the two.
Lu Li... um.
He has a very open and accepting state of mind.
See, see, anyway, he can't answer anything.
but……
Feeling a faint sense of weakness within his body, Lu Li frowned slightly.
This ability is good.
It's a bit tough on my back... cough cough, I'm a little mentally exhausted.
He had only used it twice when he felt weak, like he had stayed up all night.
However, the system also indicated that this was only a beginner-level Word of Power, and could only be used three times a day.
Things should get much better as your ability level increases...
Thinking of this, Lu Li looked expectantly at the sky outside.
Now he's actually hoping the system will fabricate more unofficial histories.
After all, these are all real abilities!
Ok?
Doesn't the adjective sound a bit strange?
Oh well, let it be.
It's nothing.
……
As the sky brightened again.
As the blood mist dissipated, the scene returned to the sun-drenched apartment.
It was as if the bloody hunt that had taken place on a rainy night was just a dream.
In the kitchen.
Lu Li, wearing that familiar apron, was processing an unknown cosmic fish.
But it's clear that he still doesn't have the talent for it.
The movements were clumsy, and scales were splattered everywhere when scraping the fish.
The kitchen, resembling a "battlefield," caused Lu Li to frown and occasionally let out a suppressed "tsk."
Kafka sat on a small stool to the side, resting her chin on her hands, watching him with great interest.
Today she was wearing an obviously ill-fitting, oversized white shirt with the sleeves rolled up several times, revealing a section of her fair and slender wrist.
It's obvious that the shirt is Lu Li's.
Unlike last time, Kafka no longer watched those black and white films.
Instead, they focused all their attention on Lu Li.
"Ah Li," Kafka suddenly spoke.
"explain."
Lu Li didn't turn his head, continuing to struggle with the slippery fish on the cutting board.
"Last time, when that demon knelt down, was it called 'fear'?" Kafka asked curiously.
Lu Li paused.
He turned off the water, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, and then turned to look at Kafka.
In the sunlight, the girl's purple hair shimmered with a soft glow.
Those wine-red eyes were full of innocent curiosity.
Lu Li remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"No, that's not called fear."
"That's called... submission, like the instinct of life obeying a higher-level being."
Lu Li explained, "And fear is a more complex emotion."
Looking at Kafka's puzzled expression.
Lu Li thought for a moment and then changed to a more colloquial way of saying it.
"You can understand fear as the feeling of not wanting to lose something you have when you have something very, very important."
"Property?" Kafka blinked, glancing around the apartment with a puzzled look. "You mean this house?"
"Or are those rare, out-of-print vinyl records you treasure on the shelf?"
Lu Li: "..."
Looking at Kafka's puzzled expression, Lu Li suddenly felt somewhat powerless.
How can he explain the meaning of "having" and "losing" to someone who doesn't even have a clear concept of "fear"?
He sighed and turned back to dealing with the fish.
"Never mind, forget I said anything."
"Oh," Kafka responded, without asking any further questions.
Silence fell over the kitchen, broken only by the faint sound of a knife cutting into fish.
After a while, Kafka suddenly jumped off the stool and ran to Lu Li's side.
Then, following his example, I picked up another knife and began processing the remaining vegetables on the cutting board.
Her movements were clumsy, and she cut a carrot crookedly into pieces of varying sizes.
Lu Li glanced at her but didn't say anything.
He simply pushed the vegetables he had chopped aside to make more space for her.
After a while.
"...Ah Li, I want to learn your ability to make that demon kneel down."
"Why would you want to learn that?"
"I want to see if I can feel the same way you described after I learn it."
Lu Li paused for a moment while chopping vegetables, then continued chopping.
"Okay, but it might waste a lot of your time, and I'm not sure you'll be able to learn it."
"Yes, it's okay."
"Anyway," Kafka said with a grin, looking at Lu Li, "my time belongs to A-Li."
Lu Li sighed helplessly, "You're talking nonsense again... Hurry up and chop the vegetables."
The sunlight lengthened their shadows, creating a warm and inviting scene.
……
at the same time.
On the Star Core Hunter's spaceship.
"Clang!"
The game console in Silver Wolf's hand slipped and fell to the ground.
But she wasn't surprised by the imagery on the sky.
Instead... he was frightened by Kaffa beside him.