What should I do if I look too fierce?

"manage?"

"manage!?"

Aokiji suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright. He grabbed hard with his right hand, but missed it.

"Qiong?" Aokiji turned around and saw a slightly frightened Qiong Zheng carefully retracting his hand.

"Did Si have a nightmare? How's his expression?" Qiong couldn't tell what Si Aoki's look looked like when he opened his eyes, but it was just completely different from the gentle him in the past. Cold, alert.

I'm back?

Aokiji patted his face, as if he was in another world: "It's okay, I had a nightmare. How long did I sleep?"

"It's already noon." Qiong looked at his haggard look and said distressedly, "Why is Si so tired?"

"Me? I'm fine." Aoki Si smiled, but Qiong reached out and touched the bags under his eyes: "The dark circles under his eyes are almost like pandas. Si Mingming has slept for so long, it's almost eighteen hours. "

"And I can't wake up no matter how I scream. If Si's breathing hadn't been steady, I would have been frightened." Qiong bit his lower lip, his expression a little ugly: "What has Si been busy with recently? Is there anything I can do to help?" ?”

Aokiji gently stretched out his hand and touched her head: "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with her. I really just had a nightmare."

"Are you hungry, Si? I'll cook for you. I've been learning how to cook from the Internet these days, so let me cook today?" Qiong's look left Aoki Si speechless. , he hesitated and nodded.

Qiong showed a bright smile: "Well, then I'll go cook now."

With that said, she sat up from the bed and trotted downstairs to cook.

Aoki Si leaned on the bed listlessly and rubbed his temples: "System, come out and get beaten."

[Sorry, I don’t have an entity. 】

"If you had, you would have been beaten to a pulp by me! Can you explain to me what is going on in the special dream training room of Feiten Yuken-ryu? Will I die? What will happen if I die in it? What should I do? How to get out? How to end it?"

[The host is asked to explore the rules and exit methods of the special dream training room by himself. Death in the dream training room will not affect the body in reality, but the psychological shadow caused must be borne by the host. 】

[In addition, even if I have a human body, the current strength of the host cannot beat me into a cake. It is recommended to increase the strength to more than fifty points. 】

The corners of Aokiji's mouth twitched slightly and he rubbed his brows and feet. This system was still as painful as ever.

Closing his eyes, Aokiji lay on the bed again.

As long as he doesn't die, although being killed inside is very painful and uncomfortable, as long as he doesn't really die, Aokiji can feel more at ease and do something bolder.

Just like the previous battle, if he had known in advance that he would not die, he might have played more unrestrainedly, and would not have even turned on the gods just in case. He should have been able to defeat those robbers with his usual strength. .

I don’t know how my time in reality will be counted in the special dream training room.

Hope it stays the same.

Otherwise, it would be too much trouble.

Just in case, Aokiji decided to go inside again tonight. He speculated that the simplest reason why he could go out of the dream training room was because he fell asleep and automatically exited. Another reason was because He defeated the robbers and was temporarily out of danger.

This will only be verified after entering again.

After looking at his phone, Song Shanyan asked him why he didn't come to training, which made him sigh feebly: "Can I have a rest today?"

Although he was talking to himself, Aokiji still sent him a message: I will go there in the afternoon.

After lunch, go to sleep for three hours.

Although the dream training room cannot allow the protagonist to have a good rest, thanks to the system, as long as he falls asleep and tells the system that he wants to sleep, he will enter a state of deep sleep. One hour can last up to two hours, which can be considered as allowing him to recover to some extent. Some energy.

In order to be afraid that he would not be able to get up once he fell asleep, Aokiji kept his spirits up and used his mobile phone to reply to some text messages of greetings, such as Busujima Saeko's text message saying good morning to him, and Koharu's chat.

"manage."

Qiong's gentle voice woke up Aokiji who almost fell asleep. He straightened up, steeled himself and smiled at her: "Are you ready?"

Qiong put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll go down right now."

Aokiji stood up, Qiong turned around quickly: "Yes."

She went downstairs first, and when Aokiji simply touched his face with water, brushed his teeth, and sat down at the dining table, Qiong put his right hand on his left hand on the table and looked at Aokisi with an expectant expression.

On the table was a lunch that was not sumptuous, but looked very good. It included steak cut into small pieces, a carefully matched salad, and the brown rice that Aokiji had recently bought home for weight control.

The salad is mainly corn kernels and broccoli, and it looks rich in color when paired with other vegetables. The salad dressing on it also made Aokiji look a little suspicious: "Where does this salad come from? I remember that there seems to be no salad dressing at home."

"I bought it." Qiong looked at him with a smile: "Low-fat salad, almost no calories."

"Thank you." Aokiji knew that she made such a lunch specifically because she was managing her weight recently.

Aokiji picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of steak that had been cut, and chewed it. It was slightly overcooked, but the taste was still very fragrant: "Well, it's really good!"

He tasted the salad again. Although the salad itself had the same taste, he still ate with a smile on his face: "It's delicious."

Qiong breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I also learned a lot of delicious things, such as fried tempura and so on, but Si seemed to be losing weight recently, so I didn't do it."

"I can't say you're losing weight. I'm just worried that you'll become overweight if you don't control it. Why don't you eat?"

Seeing her sitting but not moving her chopsticks, Aokiji made a move: "Are you not used to eating these things? I'll make you something else. What do you want to eat?"

"No!" Qiong panicked and used his right hand to pick up the chopsticks. There were two band-aids tied on the exposed index finger of his left hand, almost covering the front of the finger.

"Did you get it?" Aokiji frowned slightly.

"It was just a scratch, a small wound." Qiong smiled and shrank his left hand.

But Aokiji put down his chopsticks: "Stretch out your hand."

"It really doesn't matter." She shook her left hand, but Aokiji grabbed it without any explanation and took off the band-aid.

The wound that made people frown did not look shallow.

If it goes any deeper, something big could happen.

How could this guy Qiong hold back and remain silent?

Aokiji sighed and stood up: "Why don't you just wrap it up like this? It will leave scars so deep. Wait, I will disinfect you first, wrap it with medicine, and see how the healing goes. I'll wait until it gets better." Use a Band-Aid.”

Qiong lowered his head and said nothing as if he had made a mistake.

"Idiot." Aokiji rubbed her head.

Picking up the medical kit and sitting next to her, Aoki treated her wounds while she let out soft cries of pain from time to time. After covering them, he held up her fingers: "Okay, be more careful next time. If If you are interested in cooking, let me teach you. The wrong posture when using a knife often happens."

Aokiji blew on her fingers.

Qiong felt that a little green light seemed to appear in front of her eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. She blinked in confusion, and when she came to her senses, she actually felt that her fingers didn't hurt that much anymore.

"Okay, let's eat."

Aokiji put down her hand and sat across from her.

Qiong whispered dejectedly: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

Aokiji looked at her dumbfounded.

"I'm clumsy. I can't do anything well. I always give in."

Aokiji interrupted her somewhat self-blaming words: "Okay!"

Qiong looked at him, not knowing what he was going to say.

"I said, I am very satisfied when Qiong is happy. So, there is no need to always think about forcing myself to do something. If Qiong can be healthy and live happily every day, I will really be happy. Happy."

Aokiji looked at her and smiled: "If Qiong really wants to do something for me, just try to get better as soon as possible. When the time comes, we will go to school together, and you will also be able to make many friends. Then your life will definitely be better than what you are living now." It’s a lot more fun.”

Hearing this, Qiong nodded silently: "Yes."

"Okay, let's eat."

Aokiji had lunch with her, washed the dishes, asked her to wake up at three o'clock in the afternoon, then returned to the room and fell asleep.

Today, there is still a lot to do.

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PS: Work hard to update a few more chapters tomorrow. Just two today.