Chapter 161 Bisji: Isn’t that torture? !
In the medical ward of the Sky Arena, white light shines on the neat sheets, and the air is filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.
Hua Shi Doulang was sitting on the hospital bed, his body covered with white bandages.
His face looked a little helpless, and he turned his head and looked at Moreau sitting beside him.
"Master, the organizers of the Fighting Olympics must not have thought that you would leave directly after winning the game."
Through the live broadcast, Douro Kaishi saw with his own eyes that after Morrow won the game, he ignored the referee's efforts to stay and left the scene.
At that time, countless rays of light focused on Moreau,
But Moreau didn't care, as if the cheers and applause had nothing to do with him.
This kind of thing has never happened before, and it was completely beyond everyone's expectation.
The organizers of the Fighting Olympics obviously had no plan to deal with this situation. They could only watch Morrow leave, leaving the crown that symbolized the top honor in the ring.
When Hua Shi Dou Lang first saw this scene, he just smiled knowingly at the TV screen.
He understood some of his master's practices and also knew his master's true purpose of coming to the Sky Arena.
Different from their group of warriors who only focus on the "result", what my master pursues
h has always been the "process" of striving upward.
So when Morrow stepped down from the ring, Douro Huashi was not surprised.
But when Moreau walked into the ward and sat next to him, Huashi Doulang couldn't laugh anymore.
"Those viewers who support Master will be disappointed, right?"
Hashi Doulang said softly.
Morrow did not answer immediately. The scene after killing the host Shiraishi in the ring came to mind.
At that time, the audience cheered as promised.
It just has a kind of crazy and cruel bloodthirst.
Are you disappointed—
Maybe you are.
But what do those voices and those expectations have to do with him?
"That kind of thing is not important."
Morrow shook his head slightly and turned to ask: "What did the doctor say?" There is no irreversible damage, and the possibility of sequelae is very small, but he will have to lie in bed for at least two months. For Hua Shi Doulang, two months is not only a period of recuperation, but also a stagnation in the progress of cultivation.
Since Moreau showed him the door to the world, his inner desire has become stronger.
He is eager to break through his limits and to stride forward in a world full of monsters.
The two months of blank time are undoubtedly a kind of suffering.
Morrow looked at Hua Shi Dou Lang, and of course he knew why Hua Shi Dou Lang sighed.
Essentially, Hua Shi Doulang is the same as him, but the driving force is different.
"Two months is quite a long time."
Morrow smiled and said seriously: "But you can take this opportunity to solidify the skills of "entanglement" and "absoluteness". Cultivation is not only the diligence of mind, but also the precipitation of mind. "
As a person who has experienced this, Moro was inexplicably very convincing when he said these words to Hua Shi Doulang.
Hua Shi Doulang was stunned for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
Yes.
Even if your body is not suitable for activities, you can still concentrate on practicing skills such as "tangling".
Morrow looked at Hua Shi Dou Lang and thought that based on the characteristics of the strengthening system, it should not take more than two months to fully recover.
But it would be beneficial if Hua Shi Doulang could lower his far-sighted gaze a little while he was recovering from his injuries, and instead allow his character to further settle down.
In the previous duel with Orion, Morrow at least saw a significant improvement in Hua Shi Dou Lang's mentality.
The vibrating sound of the mobile phone suddenly sounded.
Morrow took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was a text message from Bisji.
cco iety >> logloy logloy ô to be sent to the text message ― Where are you?
Ten minutes later.
Morrow returned to the 244-story mansion.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Bisji standing in the entrance hall with his hands on his hips. He was already looking forward to it.
Didn't ask such silly questions as to why Bisji came in, Moreau calmly changed his slippers, immediately took a look at Bisji's expression, shook his head and said: "The prize hasn't been given to me yet, there's no point in being anxious."
"Who told you to run away directly!"
Bisji said angrily.
She first saw that Moreau was unmoved by the championship honor, and thought it was quite dignified.
Hums Later, due to the sudden appearance of thoughts of death, I was unable to think of the "championship prize" immediately.
According to the procedure, after Morrow won the game, he would give a victory speech or something, then accept an interview, and finally there would be a grand award ceremony!
But Morrow ran away like that, and the organizers of the Fighting Olympics couldn't do anything even if they wanted to give him a prize.
"I'll go get it after everyone has dispersed."
Morrow was not in a hurry at all and said casually.
"Forget it, the stuff is yours, you can take it whenever you want."
Seeing Moreau's indifferent look, Bisgi felt helpless and asked sternly: "Forget about the prize, what happened to the thought of death?"
"Is this the real reason why you came here in a hurry?"
Morrow walked towards the bar, intending to grab a bottle of iced milk from the refrigerator, but in order to kill Bisgi's slutty words from the cradle, he changed his mind in time and took a bottle of room temperature instead.
Bisji looked at Moreau's back, curled his lips and said: "Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?"
"Solved."
Moreau walked towards the living room with room-temperature milk.
Bisji also walked over when he saw this, and then sat down on the sofa unladylikely, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and asked: "Why do you seem to be so relaxed when you have such a strong desire to die? ."
Speaking of this,
Bisji immediately added: "It's okay if you don't answer."
"It's actually not as easy as you think."
Morrow put the milk in front of Bisji and said calmly: "When I removed the sublimation, the thought of death kept shaking my will, wanting me to inherit the future of "Psychic Flow"." 』
Bisiji sat up straight and frowned.
The most difficult thing about thoughts of death is often the deep impact on the spiritual level. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in "psychic flow"."
Morrow smiled and said: "Maybe because of this, the subsequent removal process went smoothly."
"That's good."
Bisji breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
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Bisji raised his eyebrows, "Tell me and listen."
"If Kurapika passes this hunter test, I want you to take the initiative to take over the task of teaching Kurapika his mental abilities."
Moro stated the conditions.
「Ah?!」
Bisji was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of extreme disgust without reservation.
Some professional hunters who intend to reach the second star level will take the initiative to teach those who pass the hunter test to teach telekinesis abilities after the hunter test is over.
Bisji has done this kind of thing and got two stars as he wished.
But now it would be torture to ask her to go back and do such a thing again! ?