Play with Mad Scientists!
The sea at night. He was looking. I've been looking for it for about two hours now.
Even with his supersensory and paranormal powers, it's not easy to find. Sometimes it can be found quickly, and sometimes this can take a long time. Sometimes I can't find it. If you can't find it, you just have to give it up.
The act of searching for one human being thrown out into the sea. That's from his giant, once you miss it - and it's very hard over time. In the immediate aftermath, we can search for an approximate location with extraordinary force and discover it. This search capability is not very good either.
Fortunately during his misfortune, after about two hours, he finally found what he was looking for.
The remains of a girl in a school swimsuit, sunk in the sea.
He was the only one who brought her to death. He killed it.
She was still dead, and she held her hand tightly. Small hands. Small weapons. little body. But the soul was fierce. The life was dazzling. All the fishermen in that village do.
The creatures beneath the sea want to be in her wreckage as soon as possible. Prawns, crabs, gnats, eels, and even little squid. But the body hasn't been heavily damaged yet.
As he approaches, some of the creatures he wanted escape. But one way or another, there are more who keep eating and staying.
I can gently swallow the girl's body at the tip of her huge mouth. Release the electric shock and release the creature from the corpse. Take care not to damage the body any more. I want to deliver you in as beautiful a body as possible. He even knows that the grief inside the dead warriors will increase if the severely damaged bodies are delivered.
Head out of the sea and swim near land. Swim to the village where he and his opponents live.
Countless lights light up ahead. The light is coming this way.
The light was a ship. It's the whaling boat he's always fighting.
On the boat are the village fishermen he always fights for.
I don't know what it means to fight. I don't know what you've been fighting for. It's just that I've always done that, so I've done that. No dissatisfaction or doubt arises there.
But I don't fight now. I'm not here to fight. The villagers also understand. Only at this time do we fight each other.
One ship approaches. He stops swimming, slowly lowers his sickle, and tries to lower the wreckage that tucked at the tip of his mouth onto the deck of the ship.
"Ooh...... Masako... didn't you just let go?"
"It's about my daughter from Blue Rust Village."
"My daughter is only a year old..."
"Fu fu fu..."
I look at my daughter's remains and mourn as the fishermen leak their admiration.
One man advances in and opens his hands wide. In a slow motion, he deposits the remains with the man.
"Uhhhhh!
Looking up at the night sky, he raises a long-tailed growl.
A mourning cry. A shout of praise. It's the usual.
He knows. Every one of them, as small as dust and mustard, has a hot soul. That every little one of them has the same heart as himself.
He's always sad at this hour. Because I think of them all as friends. The sadness of playing and losing your life in battle with that friend. Look with grief and deliver with grief.
The time will come when myself will soon pass. I know that. Then I would definitely like to meet the friends I killed.
He doesn't have the idea that if he's sad, he shouldn't have killed him. Killing is natural and natural. There is no room for doubt there.
Slowly… quietly so as not to make a big wave, he twists his long body back into the deep sea. The fishermen will drop him off.
That was nearly twenty years ago.
He remembers the pain.
Blunt pain erodes all over your body. There was also a lot of blood coming out of my mouth. Some days I can't sleep. I know what a disease is. And there's not one disease, there's more than one.
It's getting weaker. I have to admit that. Death is approaching. I can't help but be aware of that, too.
He thinks. Regrettably.
I have no choice but to die. But gradually my body is weakening and I can't stand to die of aging.
It was eroded by a variety of diseases, causing frustration, which eventually had a lot of negative effects on his spirit, and he began to behave unexpectedly, both for himself and for his thoughts.
The typical thing is to get out of the territory. He stayed in the same sea for hundreds of years, and that is why he was known only to a very small number of people on earth.
Whether it is a body vulnerable to disease, its struggle has not yet been lost. Fighting those who threatened his own life was his life itself.
He fled as soon as he felt unfavourable, but there is no doubt about the act. Naturally.
He doesn't realize there's a discrepancy there. As a result of my attempts to survive, I have lived so far. But he wants to die in battle.
He seeks a battle so fierce as to give himself death, he seeks the mighty, he wanders the sea.
Second, he thinks. I wondered if I was the only one with this kind of eye. I wondered if I was the only one who was anxious, frustrated, and regretful about reaching such a difficult end.
If anyone in a similar situation were besides themselves, I would like to talk to each other. I don't need a language. If we recognize each other on the side, we communicate our feelings. So we can talk about it.
He had many friends. I played as hard as I could. Gradually weakened and unable to move, the way to die suffering from the disease feels sorry for the many friends who have taken their lives. I feel ashamed.
So what do I do? What can I do now? What's the best choice?
He keeps wandering the ocean with no answers either.
That's the story these days.
That was a monster to fear. It was a non-standard mutant species.
To counter monsters equipped with the power to bring about doom easily, they evolved to destroy the monster's body.
Though victorious, a prophet among them prophesied that a similar monster would soon appear again.
Those who defeated the monster left their bodies mixed with rocks for future generations.
That's a distracting old story.
Chapter 1769: 1769 Whether it's a preamble or an in-between chapter, three episodes
Even with his supersensory and paranormal powers, it's not easy to find. Sometimes it can be found quickly, and sometimes this can take a long time. Sometimes I can't find it. If you can't find it, you just have to give it up.
The act of searching for one human being thrown out into the sea. That's from his giant, once you miss it - and it's very hard over time. In the immediate aftermath, we can search for an approximate location with extraordinary force and discover it. This search capability is not very good either.
Fortunately during his misfortune, after about two hours, he finally found what he was looking for.
The remains of a girl in a school swimsuit, sunk in the sea.
He was the only one who brought her to death. He killed it.
She was still dead, and she held her hand tightly. Small hands. Small weapons. little body. But the soul was fierce. The life was dazzling. All the fishermen in that village do.
The creatures beneath the sea want to be in her wreckage as soon as possible. Prawns, crabs, gnats, eels, and even little squid. But the body hasn't been heavily damaged yet.
As he approaches, some of the creatures he wanted escape. But one way or another, there are more who keep eating and staying.
I can gently swallow the girl's body at the tip of her huge mouth. Release the electric shock and release the creature from the corpse. Take care not to damage the body any more. I want to deliver you in as beautiful a body as possible. He even knows that the grief inside the dead warriors will increase if the severely damaged bodies are delivered.
Head out of the sea and swim near land. Swim to the village where he and his opponents live.
Countless lights light up ahead. The light is coming this way.
The light was a ship. It's the whaling boat he's always fighting.
On the boat are the village fishermen he always fights for.
I don't know what it means to fight. I don't know what you've been fighting for. It's just that I've always done that, so I've done that. No dissatisfaction or doubt arises there.
But I don't fight now. I'm not here to fight. The villagers also understand. Only at this time do we fight each other.
One ship approaches. He stops swimming, slowly lowers his sickle, and tries to lower the wreckage that tucked at the tip of his mouth onto the deck of the ship.
"Ooh...... Masako... didn't you just let go?"
"It's about my daughter from Blue Rust Village."
"My daughter is only a year old..."
I look at my daughter's remains and mourn as the fishermen leak their admiration.
One man advances in and opens his hands wide. In a slow motion, he deposits the remains with the man.
"Uhhhhh!
Looking up at the night sky, he raises a long-tailed growl.
A mourning cry. A shout of praise. It's the usual.
He knows. Every one of them, as small as dust and mustard, has a hot soul. That every little one of them has the same heart as himself.
He's always sad at this hour. Because I think of them all as friends. The sadness of playing and losing your life in battle with that friend. Look with grief and deliver with grief.
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I'm sure the soul exists, I'm sure there will be a post-mortem world, he's convinced, but there's also anxiety about where he'll go if he dies.The time will come when myself will soon pass. I know that. Then I would definitely like to meet the friends I killed.
He doesn't have the idea that if he's sad, he shouldn't have killed him. Killing is natural and natural. There is no room for doubt there.
Slowly… quietly so as not to make a big wave, he twists his long body back into the deep sea. The fishermen will drop him off.
That was nearly twenty years ago.
He remembers the pain.
Blunt pain erodes all over your body. There was also a lot of blood coming out of my mouth. Some days I can't sleep. I know what a disease is. And there's not one disease, there's more than one.
It's getting weaker. I have to admit that. Death is approaching. I can't help but be aware of that, too.
He thinks. Regrettably.
I have no choice but to die. But gradually my body is weakening and I can't stand to die of aging.
It was eroded by a variety of diseases, causing frustration, which eventually had a lot of negative effects on his spirit, and he began to behave unexpectedly, both for himself and for his thoughts.
The typical thing is to get out of the territory. He stayed in the same sea for hundreds of years, and that is why he was known only to a very small number of people on earth.
He fled as soon as he felt unfavourable, but there is no doubt about the act. Naturally.
He doesn't realize there's a discrepancy there. As a result of my attempts to survive, I have lived so far. But he wants to die in battle.
He seeks a battle so fierce as to give himself death, he seeks the mighty, he wanders the sea.
Second, he thinks. I wondered if I was the only one with this kind of eye. I wondered if I was the only one who was anxious, frustrated, and regretful about reaching such a difficult end.
If anyone in a similar situation were besides themselves, I would like to talk to each other. I don't need a language. If we recognize each other on the side, we communicate our feelings. So we can talk about it.
He had many friends. I played as hard as I could. Gradually weakened and unable to move, the way to die suffering from the disease feels sorry for the many friends who have taken their lives. I feel ashamed.
So what do I do? What can I do now? What's the best choice?
He keeps wandering the ocean with no answers either.
That's the story these days.
That was a monster to fear. It was a non-standard mutant species.
To counter monsters equipped with the power to bring about doom easily, they evolved to destroy the monster's body.
Though victorious, a prophet among them prophesied that a similar monster would soon appear again.
Those who defeated the monster left their bodies mixed with rocks for future generations.
That's a distracting old story.
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