I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma focused on his ears.

He heard someone saying: "Grandma Noda, you are here."

This should be the voice of the convenience store clerk.

Then came Grandma Noda’s response: “Yamada, you are lazy again.”

"I told you that my name is not Yamada...forget it, is it still the same as before?"

"Yes, it's the same as before."

There is no doubt that what Kazuma heard was the conversation that took place at the door of the convenience store. Kazuma had heard almost the same conversation at the door of the convenience store before.

The two parties are Grandma Noda and the convenience store uncle who is always regarded as "Yamada" by Grandma Noda.

But now, Kazuma is still far away from the convenience store. He can only barely see the shelves in front of the convenience store. The other parts are blocked by debris such as festival flags, making it impossible to see clearly.

The wind was blowing along the road from the convenience store.

Is it really a blessing?

Wait, I can see the shelves in front of the convenience store. Could it also be affected by bacteria?

He Ma estimated the distance and found it to be about four hundred meters.

This is incredible. You must know that the effective range of modern rifles such as the M4 is basically 400 meters, and American research shows that most effective firepower kills in the Vietnam War occurred at about 200 meters, and most of them are blind when they are farther away.

Because without optical sights, most soldiers can barely identify targets two hundred meters away.

He Ma went target shooting during his military training and experienced a two-hundred-meter half-length target. To be honest, he really didn't think he could hit such a small thing.

In fact, during that target practice, most of the students had difficulty even hitting the target, and they didn’t know who hit the target. It might have been someone sitting next to them.

Now, Kazuma can actually see a shelf clearly from such a distance, and can even distinguish the goods displayed on the shelf.

Of course, 400 meters is just an estimate of the distance between horses and may not be accurate.

But it's also scary.

What's more, the evening is almost over now, and the light is very dim.

With such eyesight, one might be able to kill enemies from a long distance with a mechanical sight like the hero Zhang Taofang, or even suppress a heavy machine gun with a rifle.

After confirming that his hearing and vision had been enhanced, Kazuma immediately tested his arm strength with a little interest.

Tamamo and Honami looked puzzled at Kazuma who suddenly bent his arms and tensed his muscles.

Kazuma ignored the two girls and just roughly felt the strength of his muscles.

It feels... not enhanced.

What the hell, did the old Japanese army create Yamato Superman without building muscle strength? Look at Captain America. Not only does his muscle strength reach the limit of human beings, but he also has America’s number one butt.

No, you Army losers.

Honami finally couldn't hold it back and said, "What are you doing?"

"I feel like something's wrong," Kazuma said, "the muscles in my hands are a little weak."

"...Will cholera affect muscles?" Honami asked doubtfully.

"Probably... they are mutated bacteria after all." Kazuma continued to prevaricate.

However, he thought Honami would find it strange anyway, so she might as well just stop doing it.

He closed his eyes and stood meditating.

Honami and Tamamo looked at each other, both of them looked strange, but they did not interrupt Kazuma's meditation and waited for Kazuma to finish his own thing.

After Kazuma entered meditation, he directly glanced at the level and looked at the entries.

Although the entry is the embodiment of the soul, theoretically speaking, the physical body modified by bacteria should not be reflected in the entry.

But this time there is a new entry for horses.

Strange, could it be that I obtained the entry because of the bacterial destruction that I relied on my mental strength to resist?

Kazuma doesn't dwell on this, since he won't get results anyway, and his golden finger is nonsense.

It's pointless to argue with such nonsense.

The new entry is a bit strange, it’s called: Half Lesta

The fundamental meaning is unclear.

Kazuma could only read the explanation, but found that the explanation this time was very straightforward and easy to understand: "You are half a Bresta Sheriff."

Kazuma was immediately speechless.

In his previous life, when he was a child, he loved an American cartoon called "Chief Bresta". The protagonist in it, Sheriff Bresta, has the strength of a bear, the speed of a leopard, the eyes of an eagle and the ears of a wolf.

Now Kazuma has the eyes of an eagle and the ears of a wolf, without the strength of a bear and the speed of a leopard, so he counts as half a Bresta Sheriff.

This golden finger is quite knowledgeable. If he were personified, he would definitely be an old bald man.

It’s still the old two-dimensional kind.

After Kazuma learned about his new ability, he exited the meditation, and then unsurprisingly found that the two girls were staring at him, waiting for him to explain what he was doing.

Kazuma: "It's nothing, don't worry, I'm just a little dizzy, just close your eyes and relax."

Honami immediately came up and held Kazuma's shoulders: "Let me help you walk."

"No, I'm fine. It's so hot, and you'll sweat a lot if you hold her up." He Ma declined.

After saying that, I realized that being supported by a beautiful girl like this was a great benefit.

But even if he refused, Kazuma could only look at Honami's breasts and reluctantly took his hand out of Honami's hand.

Honami: "Is it really okay? If you want to fall, remember to fall on my side. I am strong and can even carry you. Tamamo is relatively weak."

Kazuma glanced at Tamamo and found that she didn't care about Honami's words at all and just smiled.

"Let's go on to the village office. It's almost completely dark. If we wait any longer, everyone will be off work."

"No," Honami waved her hand, "If you get off work on time when there was a major emergency just yesterday, you will be regarded as someone who cannot read the atmosphere. The people in the village office will definitely delay the violation immediately. The maximum working hours in a single day stipulated by the Ministry of Health and Welfare were followed one after another.”

That's it...the Japanese are really obsessed with these things that actually don't matter.

Tamamo: "But there should be time limits for patient visits and so on, so we should go as soon as possible."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was a sign of strength. One said there was no need to go in such a hurry, and the other said it was better to go quickly.

He glanced at Tamamo's face and found that she seemed to be enjoying the process of competing with Honami.

In this case, Kazuma no longer wants to reconcile, let's just compete.

He stepped forward, a little faster, and went straight to the village hall.

There is only one main road that runs from east to west and a few small roads that intersect with the main road.

To go to the village office, you have to pass in front of the convenience store. You have to turn left at the first intersection after passing the convenience store to see the village office sign.

Before the festival happened, Kazuma had already figured out the structure of the hot spring street.

Kazuma walked quickly while staring at the shelves in front of the convenience store, trying to see how close he could be before he could clearly see the price tags of the products on the shelves.

The price tags used in Japan are small and relatively compact.

If you can clearly see the numbers on the label, you can basically shoot the enemy's head with a rifle from this distance.

When he got closer to about 250 meters, he could clearly see the half-price tags on the instant lunch boxes on the shelves.

This one is a little larger than the sales price tag, and the text is simple and easy to read.

When he was about a hundred meters away, Kazuma could fully see the Arabic numerals on the pocket price tag.

This is also quite powerful.

Now, even if Kazuma is thrown into the game PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, he probably won't be as blind as he was when he played this game in his previous life, unable to see where the gun was coming from.

Then there is the downwind ear, which is basically the same as an ordinary ear when the horse's attention is not focused on hearing.

When Kazuma focused on his hearing, he could hear random things.

For example, a man and a woman in a nearby hotel were having a nuanced exchange.

Another example is an old voice reciting Buddhist scriptures, mixed with the soft sound of beads colliding.

These are the voices of the villagers and tourists living in the hot spring street.

When Kazuma isn't concentrating on his hearing, these sounds can't be heard at all, which is quite convenient.

In fact, vision is almost the same. When Kazuma is not concentrating, he cannot feel the impact of stronger vision at all.

Maybe it's because of this that the entry was formed.

Kazuma was satisfied with testing his vision and hearing, and turned his attention to how to test Mukai Eita later without revealing too much information to the CIA.

While walking and thinking about this, Honami's shoulder accidentally touched Kazuma's.

Kazuma thought she had something to say, so he turned to look at her and glanced at Honami's breasts.

It's a pity that I am farsighted, not clairvoyant.

Tamamo coughed, and Kazuma quickly moved his gaze upwards to look at Honami: "You're a little unsteady, and you bumped into my shoulder."

Honami sighed: "It's just a coincidence. People tend to wobble a little when they walk. It's a matter of degree."

Kazuma: "So what you're saying is that your center of gravity is high, so you swayed a lot and hit my shoulder?"

Honami: "What the hell is my center of gravity? How can I have a center of gravity..."

Her voice lowered as she grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed them.

"Uh...well, it's true that my center of gravity is a little higher than that of ordinary girls. It's not important, anyway, I didn't mean to touch your shoulder."

Kazuma shrugged.

They chatted about some unimportant things, and finally arrived at the village hall.

Kazuma stood at the door of the village hall and focused on his hearing.

A moment later, he heard a conversation coming from the village hall door: "Will we be infected if we work here? It is said to be cholera, which is very scary."

"What are you afraid of? The cholera vaccine is available, so the worst thing is to get vaccinated."

"You have to go to town to get the vaccine. It may not be available in town. If it is not available, you have to take leave and go to a larger city to buy it, such as Sendai."

Kazuma listened to the conversation between the two unknown people, and remembered that Shantaro had said that after Kentaro's incident happened, in order to destroy the evidence, the Japanese Army Ministry mobilized troops from Sendai to kill the entire village.

Now the village office staff also said that if there is no vaccine in the town, they should go to Sendai instead of Tokyo to find it. It seems that the current hot spring street is located near Sendai.

Kazuma walked up the steps of the village hall while making the judgment that this might be useless.

Just at this time, someone opened the door from the village hall and came out. When they saw Kiryu Kazuma at the door, the three people who came out felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

He Ma immediately understood that he was worried about contracting germs from himself.

"Don't worry," Kazuma said, "Panicillin can effectively kill cholera bacteria. I have taken a lot of it, and I have also washed my body with disinfectant."

Tamamo: "Actually, it's alcohol. I used alcohol to cleanse your body."

——Wait a minute, what you said seems a bit lewd, but it’s obviously a normal conversation.

Several people who came out of the village hall looked at Kazuma suspiciously, but still kept their distance. They walked around Kazuma in a large circle and turned behind him. Then they breathed a sigh of relief and started to go home.

Looking at their looks, Kazuma suddenly wanted to tease them, grabbing everyone by the collar and blowing on their faces, spitting and so on.

It's a pity that these people have already flown away, as if they want to leave Kazuma quickly.

Kazuma entered the village office and asked at the information desk: "I want to see President Eita Mukai. Is he awake?"

The staff behind the information desk looked up at Kazuma and asked with a strange look on his face: "Why are you looking for the village chief?"

Kazuma: "Village chief?"

"Well, we all call him that here, but the Promotion Association calls him president."

Well, it's a part-time job. Many people in the promotion association also work in the village office, and I don't know if they can get double wages and subsidies.

Kazuma corrected his title: "Okay, how is the village chief? Are you awake?"

The aunt at the information desk shook her head: "Not yet. I just sleep every day and talk nonsense from time to time."

Today's chapter is a little short, so I owe you an update, Vera will take note.