Chapter 173
"But it's better to send him to the hospital as soon as possible." Saitama said calmly, but when he saw the blade on his waist.
His expression was slightly puzzled.
"Have you seen it somewhere..."
Unlike him who was calm.
The people in the gym, who were originally extremely nervous, were now boiling with excitement after hearing the news.
"Win! The unlicensed knight won!"
"Too awesome! He chopped off the head of that weirdo with one knife!"
"We don't have to die!"
But amid the cheers of the crowd, someone sang a different tune.
"Is that really the case?" Under the gaze of the crowd, a young man in a green plaid shirt with his hands folded across his chest walked out slowly.
His face was full of disdain.
"In fact, that weirdo is not very strong, after all, a C-level hero can defeat it, and to be honest, it's nothing great."
"But they also risked their lives to protect us!" Someone couldn't stand it and stepped forward to refute.
But the man got worse.
"It's just a life gamble, anyone can do it, only those who beat the monsters are heroes, and defeating them is fine, but those guys who are almost like ordinary people are just trouble!
Spending our tax money should be..."
Finally aroused public anger, and a young man who was close to him punched him in the face, "Anyone can fight, right? Fight for me!"
"You are very brave, and you dare to be a keyboard warrior in real life. I want to see whether your body is harder or your mouth is harder!"
"If you can leave here standing today, I will take your surname!"
Everyone rushed up and completely drowned him.
The screams could be clearly heard even outside the stadium.
At the same time.
The system prompt sound finally sounded in the mind of Ajuromaru in the blade.
[Ding! It was detected that the demon-level monster Deep Sea King had a strong negative emotion before his death, with an emotion value of 70,000!
This time, I have obtained 35,000 ghost power, and I will give 50% back to the sword master Suzuki Satoru! 】
When the system prompt sound fell.
The majestic ghost power also poured into Suzuki Satoru's limbs and bones, and his body began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The originally bulging muscles began to shrink slightly, as if compressed, and the body became more perfect under the feeding of ghost power!
Even the face that was already handsome, also had a bit more masculine!
But the biggest improvement was physical strength!
After absorbing half of the ghost power of the Deep Sea King, Suzuki Satoru's body has completely stepped into the inhuman level!
Feeling the changes in his body.
Ajuromaru didn't care too much, but continued to release ghost power to heal his body.
Until the ambulance arrived.
Suzuki Satoru was lifted on a stretcher and sent to the nearest hospital in J City.
Time passed in a flash.
Three days later.
Lying on the neat white bed, surrounded by various instruments, facing the sun outside the window, Suzuki Satoru's eyes.
His fingers moved slightly, and he finally opened his eyes, but at this moment he still seemed a little confused, "What happened to me..."
After a moment of confusion, he finally remembered what happened before, "Am I not dead?"
But soon he looked around, and he finally felt relieved until he saw the sword on the bed.
He sat up from the bed and took the sword in his hand.
He couldn't help but ask carefully in his heart.
"Ajuromaru, are you still there?"
But he didn't get an immediate answer, which made Suzuki Satoru a little disappointed.
But the next moment, Ajuromaru's voice, which was very familiar to him, sounded in his mind, but the tone didn't seem very friendly.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly."
Hearing this.
Suzuki Satoru's originally slightly dim eyes suddenly became bright, and he asked his questions excitedly.
"So that wasn't my illusion before I died. Who are you? Are you really the god who controls the sword in this world that I found out about?"
Ajuramaru did not shy away from this question but answered it directly.
"Yes."
After getting this affirmative answer, Suzuki Satoru was so excited that he could not calm down the shock in his heart!
"The legend... turned out to be true! So it was you who killed the Deep Sea King, but I'm sorry... I can't remember what happened at that time..."
Hearing him talk about these insignificant things, Ajuramaru curled his lips and said unhappily, "If you have nothing to do, don't bother me."
Hearing this, Suzuki Satoru also seemed a little embarrassed and nervous. Even though he still had many questions to ask, he stillI wanted to say thank you first.
"That... Thank you for that day, Ajuromaru. It is my honor to be recognized by you. I will work harder in the future and never let you down!"
Feeling the firmness in his words, Ajuromaru also slowed down his tone and said, "Then do your best."
Hearing this, Suzuki Satoru finally laughed.
Just at this time.
A nurse walked into the ward. When she saw Suzuki Satoru awake, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "You're awake?!"
Then her pretty face blushed, and she hurried forward to continue, "Unlicensed Knight, I'm your fan. I didn't expect you to be so handsome behind the mask. Can you sign for me?"
Listening to the nurse's voice, Suzuki Satoru was still a little confused at this time, until he touched the armrest of the bed next to him and broke it.
He turned around and saw his own reflection in the window.
That was a world of difference from his previous self!
I couldn't help but ask in my heart, "My body and my face, are they all made by you, Ajuromaru?"
For this question.
Ajuromaru in the sword had an idea to answer, and he slowly said, "Do you feel it? As long as you keep killing, I can make you stronger!
Don't you hate your weakness? As long as you kill, you can quickly become stronger and let you abandon your weak self."
The words were full of temptation.
Who can understand the feeling of a person who desires power to protect others but cannot become stronger no matter what, suddenly telling you that you can climb again one day.
But Suzuki Satoru suppressed the throbbing in his heart, "Thank you, Ajuromaru, but I will not easily take the lives of others to satisfy my own selfishness."
"It's up to you, it has nothing to do with me."
Getting this familiar and unfamiliar answer, Ajuromaru replied unhappily.
Then he stopped talking completely.
But Suzuki Satoru suddenly looked sluggish, and after a moment, a special way of exercise appeared in his mind.
It is called Breathing of Thunder in the complete collection!