This second dimension is too immortal

Just as Zhao Si was comforting himself, the door creaked and slowly opened.

Zhao Si's nose twitched a few times, the aroma of food lingered at the tip of his nose, and he started to "gurgle" again.

Yell, yell, yell, what the hell, what a shame, do you usually lack a bite of food?

Zhao Si stared at his stomach and thought.

"Mr. Zhao Si, dinner is ready."

I saw Tokisaki Kurumi coming to Zhao Si with a plate with steaming food on it.

"Uh, Kurumi, you..."

Zhao Si looked at Tokisaki Kurumi, who was holding a plate and still wearing an apron that she had not had time to take off. The other person's appearance at this moment was obviously different from Zhao Si's impression of Tokisaki Kurumi, but seeing it in his eyes, it gave Zhao Si a feeling that there was no sense of incongruity at all.

Emmm, no wonder, is this why others say that having Kurumi as your girlfriend is equivalent to having all kinds of girlfriends?

Don't lie to me!

"I?"

Kurumi tilted her head, a look of confusion in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhao Si, do you have any doubts about Kuang San?"

"It's not that much of a doubt...it just feels a little strange..."

Zhao Si looked up and down at Kuang San, who was dressed as a cook: "For me, the contrast is too great..."

"Oh haha! Haha, so that's how it is. Kuang San thought Mr. Zhao Si was wondering about something." Upon hearing that, Kuang San couldn't help but reveal a bright smile on her face.

"Don't be surprised. Didn't I say before that I am the Kuang San of a certain period in the past? Mr. Zhao Si can't look at me with preconceived notions, otherwise he will of course find it strange." Kuang San said, putting the plate on the small table beside the bed.

The old Kurumi was right, this is too outrageous! It's like she's become a completely different person.

Zhao Si couldn't help but shout in his heart, and then, Zhao Si couldn't help but ask:

"By the way, system, someone like Kurumi can freely use the power of time and various derived abilities. Is her power of time at the elementary or advanced level?"

[The host's question is actually incorrect. Tokisaki Kurumi herself does not have the power to control time.] The system said.

ha?

Zhao Si frowned slightly and said, "Kuang San is the elf of time and space, and you tell me that she doesn't have the power to control time? Isn't this nonsense?"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, the system's voice sounded again.

[Of course, Tokisaki Kurumi can control various powers related to time, but this all relies on her Noble Phantasm, Kekekedi. What the host wants to ask is what level Kekekedi's time power has reached.]

....No, don't I know this? Do I really need to explain it so clearly?

You are not very smart (in the author's hometown dialect: clever).

"Come, Mr. Zhao Si, ah"

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Si heard Kuang San's voice in his ears, and then a white porcelain spoon held by slender jade fingers appeared in front of Zhao Si, with delicious and fragrant food in the spoon.

"Ah...why don't I do it myself..."

The corner of Zhao Si's mouth twitched, and his face twisted for a while, but he finally said.

Kuang San blinked, looked at the embarrassment on Zhao Si's face, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face.

I didn’t expect that Mr. Zhao Si has such a side to him.

"No, Mr. Zhao Si can't eat by himself, let Kuang San feed you!"

As she spoke, Kuang San pretended to put the spoon towards Zhao Si's mouth.

Damn! Are you kidding me? I'm a great Chinese man, a great monk who has reached the Golden Core stage. How can I accept such a thing?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even if I, Zhao Si, died today from a ruptured wound, I would never accept such a feeding!

It’s just eating. My chest is injured, but my hands are fine.

"Hey hey hey! It's okay, it's okay. I'm sure I can do it myself."

As he spoke, in order to prove himself, Zhao Si raised his upper body slightly, raised his right hand, and prepared to take the spoon from Kuang San's hand.

Seeing this, Kuang San's face suddenly changed. She stopped teasing Zhao Si and quickly said, "No! Mr. Zhao Si, lie down quickly. This is too dangerous!"

But, Zhao Si obviously would not listen. At the same time, Zhao Si once again underestimated the severity of his injuries.

Zhao Si had just stood halfway up and raised his right hand past his eyes.

"!!"

Suddenly, Zhao Si's eyes widened, and a piercing pain came from his chest, which was no less than the pain he felt when he experienced the physical thunder tribulation.

"Well!"

Zhao Si groaned, his whole body went limp, and he lost all strength. His body, which had just risen up, fell down.

"Mr. Zhao Si!!"

Seeing this, Kuang San became very anxious. She looked at the wound on Zhao Si's chest. The bright red color spread again on the white bandage. Even blood had seeped out of the bandage and slid down to both sides along the contour of the chest.

Zhao Si opened his eyes slightly, feeling a deep sense of fatigue slowly engulfing his consciousness, and darkness gradually approached.

Your mother is such an idiot, Zhao Si!

As the last thought emerged in his mind, Zhao Si closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

I believe that many people have had the experience of playing with their parents' high-intensity flashlights when they were young. Usually, they would shine it at night, and then you could see the outline of the light. Holding it in your hand would be like a lightsaber in Star Wars, and then you would keep waving it while saying onomatopoeia.

Another type is to foolishly use it to shine in one's own eyes. When one closes one's eyes, all that appears is red, just like Zhao Si at this moment.

There was a red in front of his eyes. Zhao Si frowned and wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open his eyes because of the strong sunlight.

After a while, his eyes had become accustomed to the brightness of the sun. Zhao Si lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and couldn't help saying:

"Hmm...what a bright sun..."

There was still a slight pain in my chest, but it was much better than last night.

"Tsk... what a brain-dead person..."

When Zhao Si thought of his actions last night, he couldn't help but cover his face with his hands and muttered to himself.

After a while, Zhao Si moved his eyes downwards. The bandage on his chest had been changed again, and only a slight red tint could be seen.

"Huh, it seems like I'm in trouble with Kuang San again..." Zhao Si sighed.

"She should be gone by now... uh."

His eyes moved around, Zhao Si turned his head and looked around the room. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the sofa beside him.

I saw that Kuang San did not leave as Zhao Si thought, but instead slept on the sofa on her side with her head resting on her arm, looking a little tired.

Not far in front of her was a trash can filled with blood-stained gauze, symbolizing the "results" of the girl's work all night.

""

Zhao Si looked for a while, turned his head and looked at the ceiling silently.

There are some doubts and complexities in my heart.

"Jingle Bell!"

At this moment, a bell rang from Kuang San, which directly woke up the sleeping girl and opened her hazy eyes.

"Well...now it's...Oh no! I'm late!"

Under Zhao Si's surprised gaze, Kuang San took out a flip phone and took a look at it. Then her face changed and she stood up in panic.

At the same time, Kuang San stood up and saw Zhao Si. Both of them opened their eyes slightly, and their gazes collided in mid-air.

"Mr. Zhao Si! You're awake!"

Kuang San blinked, then pressed her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Uh-huh...wake up."

On the other hand, Zhao Si felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was the one who did it last night.

This hint of embarrassment did not escape Kurumi's notice, and the girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Ahem...um, you just..."

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Zhao Si coughed and began to change the subject.

"Ah! That's right!"

After hearing what Zhao Si said, Kuang San suddenly clapped her hands, her face became panicked again, and then she said something that made Zhao Si stunned.

"If you don't get out of here soon, you'll be late for school!"

go to school!?

Zhao Si looked at Kuang San, who didn't seem to be lying, and wanted to say something, but seeing that she was wearing a black school uniform...

So that thing isn't just a piece of clothing?

Zhao Si thought blankly.

Chapter 269 Method

"Hum hum"

Humming a tune, wearing a black school uniform, Tokisaki Kurumi, who looked much younger, walked on the street with a faint smile on her face.

At this moment, Tokisaki Kurumi stopped and looked into the alley beside her.

Without hesitation, Tokisaki Kurumi walked straight in.

"How is Mr. Zhao Si doing now?"

After walking a few steps, a voice came from behind Tokisaki Kurumi, and Tokisaki Kurumi turned around.

The shadow under his feet spread out, and then a figure wearing black and red Gothic clothing walked out of the shadows.

Tokisaki Kurumi was not surprised. Just as she told Zhao Si, she was not Tokisaki Kurumi's real body, but the one in front of her was.

"Although there were some accidents, there are no major problems now. We just need to recover slowly." said the student Kurumi.

"Really... That's good. Until then, just continue to take care of him." Tokisaki Kurumi nodded.

Then, Tokisaki Kurumi looked up and down at the student Kurumi again.

"...Are you really going to school?" Tokisaki Kurumi said.

"Of course. As a student, you have to go to school!"

But the problem is... forget it, let her be.

Tokisaki Kurumi shook her head. In order to take care of Zhao Si, she gave the clone in front of her extremely high freedom, and she didn't want to care what the other party wanted to do.

The shadows fluctuated, and Tokisaki Kurumi slowly sank into them. The purpose of her trip was to ascertain Zhao Si's condition, and now that she knew, it was time to leave.

If I want to go back to thirty years ago, I still need a lot of spiritual power.

Zhao Si's home.

Zhao Si lay on the bed with his eyes closed. At this moment, his consciousness had returned to his body.

In the dantian, Zhao Si’s consciousness frowned and touched his chin, looking at his golden elixir.

Zhao Si's golden elixir now showed a strange red color.

Originally, after Zhao Si broke through the golden elixir, his golden elixir had changed from golden to slightly transparent, giving a feeling between reality and illusion.

During the eight years of polishing in the Type-Moon world, Zhao Si's golden elixir has completely turned into a state where only the outline remains, but the color has become completely transparent.

At this moment, the golden elixir, which should have been transparent, turned into this unreasonable red color... It goes without saying that something must have gone wrong, and it is most likely related to the Red General.

"That guy...is really not that simple...he actually did this to me." Zhao Si shook his head helplessly.

Originally, after resting for a while, Zhao Si wanted to heal his injuries through practice, but who would have thought that as soon as Zhao Si circulated the spiritual energy in his body, he felt waves of pain in his dantian.

As a last resort, Zhao Si had to stop, and then he looked inward and finally found the abnormality of the golden elixir in his dantian.

The crimson color on the golden elixir is now equivalent to locking up Zhao Si's cultivation. Not only that, it also makes it impossible for Zhao Si to speed up his recovery from his injuries, consuming a lot of time.

Zhao Si was helpless about this.

However, there was one thing that could be considered a blessing in disguise. That was that Zhao Si discovered that every time he practiced his skills, although the pain was unbearable, the red color on his golden elixir would dissipate at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

This meant that there was a solution to the Golden Core problem, but it was probably a bit rough. Well, at most it would just be a little more painful.