Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"I came here to become your apprentice, but now that you've said that... I'm starting to think about challenging you instead, what should I do?"

Bangu also laughed.

"No conflict, no conflict, this could be a sorting problem."

"First, become an apprentice; it's not too late to challenge them after you've mastered the skills."

“Then we can’t call it ‘challenge’ anymore, that’s too disrespectful.” He spread his hands. “It has to be called ‘challenge’.”

"Whether it's a challenge or a challenge, let's come in and talk." Bang, with his hands behind his back, slowly led Morion into the dojo.

Moraine gently removed the mask and smiled as she placed it on the side of her face.

Bang turned around and saw Morion's face with fluorescent patterns under his mask.

Those lines started from under the neck and gradually disappeared as they reached below the eyes.

This doesn't look like a tattoo?

Chapter 30 Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist

When Bang noticed that both of them had fluorescent tattoos, his first thought was that they were two tattooed thugs, and he didn't think much of it.

But now that I've taken a closer look, I realize it doesn't seem to be a tattoo; it's something that's actually growing on my body.

Then Bangu began to have some concerns.

Oh no, could this be an infectious disease?

Bangu's forward movement immediately slowed down.

As Bang crossed the threshold of the dojo gate, he turned his head slightly to look at Morion.

"Young men, what happened to your bodies?"

Moraine immediately understood what Bang was worried about, and he smiled and waved his hand.

"It's alright, old man. This thing isn't contagious normally."

"Normally it's not contagious?" Bang reacted immediately. "So it is contagious then?"

“Hmm…” Morion thought for a moment and replied, “It should be basically only hereditary and contagious, right?”

Moraine felt she was right.

Those who can suffer from entropy loss are nothing more than reproductive practitioners or their "offspring".

Bang immediately misunderstood.

Oh, they're siblings.

That's fine.

As long as it's not contagious, it's fine.

His monastery now only has one disciple left. If that disciple catches some disease, he'll have nowhere to turn.

"Master, have we had a guest?"

A young man holding a broom peeked out from not far away.

“Yes, two people came to ask to become my apprentices,” Bang replied.

"Great! I'll go tidy up the reception room right now," Chalanzi said immediately with delight.

"Okay, go ahead." Bang waved his hand.

Two people?

Mosquito Girl looked around and realized that she seemed to be included as well.

"Um, sorry," Mosquito Girl tentatively raised her hand, "I'm not here to become your apprentice."

Compared to her initial arrogant demeanor, Mosquito Girl is now quite docile.

"Is that so? That's a real shame."

Bang glanced back.

Sensing Bang's gaze, Mosquito Girl immediately flashed an innocent smile.

She is a cyborg, not a caveman.

She also knew about "Silver Fang," the third-ranked S-class fighter.

It is said that even the most domineering S-class monster, "Tornado of Terror," would not throw a tantrum in front of this old man.

She's a little worried now, worried that Bang will see through her identity as a "weirdo".

However, unlike Mosquito Girl, Morion was not worried at all about Mosquito Girl's identity being exposed, nor was she worried that anyone would associate her with the ghost-level disaster that happened this morning.

The Hero Association is full of useless idiots. After a hero defeats a monster, they can't even find out which hero did it. If a hero's appearance isn't distinctive enough, no matter how much work they do, they'll be accused of "taking shortcuts."

You think you can find information about weirdos with this?

Given their habit of judging people by their appearance, even if Mosquito Girl were to walk around holding a sign and saying she was a "ghost-level disaster," no one would care about her.

Seeing that he had lost another "disciple in reserve," Bang sighed helplessly.

In the past, there were many people at their temple.

After all, it is Banggu's dojo.

But ever since his disciple, Hungry Wolf, beat up all the other disciples and crippled several of them, everyone at the dojo ran away.

After walking through the courtyard and taking off their shoes to enter the dojo, Banggu led the two to the so-called reception room.

It's called a reception room, but it's really just a tatami room with a small table.

Bangu sat down first and raised his hand in greeting.

"Please."

Moraine and Mosquito Girl sat down one after the other, one cross-legged and the other kneeling.

Chalanzi carried a tea tray and served tea from the side.

Bangu picked up his teacup and gestured to it.

"I probably don't need to introduce myself, I'm Banggu."

“I am Morion.”

“I…I’m called Mosquito Girl,” Mosquito Girl replied.

"Mosquito Girl?" Bang repeated the name and chuckled. "She just doesn't want to become an apprentice. Why won't she even tell you her name?"

"You two are really interesting. One of you wears a mask but uses your real name, while the other doesn't wear a mask but uses a code name."

“That’s not necessarily true,” Moraine shrugged. “How can you be so sure I’m not using a pseudonym?”

“I don’t care,” Bang said, looking at Morion’s mouth, which hadn’t opened at all. “Anyway, in my eyes, you’re called ‘Morion’ now.”

"To be honest, I'm more curious about the way you talk."

Bang didn't care at all whether his disciples or prospective disciples used their real names or pseudonyms; after all, one of his disciples was named "Hungry Wolf."

“My way of speaking…” Morion touched his mouth, “I can’t help it, I don’t speak Japanese.”

"So you communicate telepathically since you don't speak Japanese?"

"That's really good."

Bangu smiled.

"Then, let's get back to the topic of apprenticeship," Bang said, taking a sip of tea. "Since this Miss Mosquito isn't interested in learning from me, what about you?"

“Of course I’m interested,” Moraine said bluntly. “I’m here to learn the Water Flow Rock Smash Fist.”

“Oh, that’s really honest.” Bang nodded approvingly. “I admire that kind of personality.”

"But this is very difficult to learn, you know? Do you have any martial arts background?"

Moraine gave a thumbs up.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a true martial arts scholar."

“Is that so? You’re a scholar.” Bang nodded. “Looks like you’ve come here for academic research.”

"So, that means you've decided to study with me, right?" Bang spread his left hand. "Then let's discuss the tuition."

“Then… how about ten thousand yuan a month?” Bangu said.

Ten thousand yen is about 850 yuan.

For Bango's status, this is indeed a pretty good price.

"Oh, that's so expensive. Can you make it cheaper?" Morion thought for a moment and realized that he didn't seem to have that much money.

"How much do you want?" Bang was easy to talk to.

How about one hundred yuan?

"Do you want to freeload off this old man?"

One hundred yen can't even buy a rice ball.

“Ah, this isn’t what I imagined an apprenticeship to be like.” Morion scratched his head. “I thought it would be one of those free apprenticeships with room and board included.”

"Are you some naive young master who doesn't know the ways of the world?"

No, that's not it.

"Those are the aliens who just arrived on Earth?"

“Hmm…” Morion thought for a moment, “This is possible.”

"Such a casual identity!"

Bang's apprentice, Chalan, immediately objected.

"Do you even know who you're talking to right now?!"

"That's Silver Fang, the third-ranked S-class hero!"

"A martial arts master whose movements are as fluid as flowing water, manipulating his opponent with ease, and capable of shattering a huge rock with a single blow, like a torrent!"