When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

The girl rubbing her sleepy eyes obviously just woke up, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

"..."

To understand this without needing to say it, but still asking nonsense questions, Yong Ye naturally ignored her lazily, but speaking of it, he seemed to be very used to the title "uncle".

The habits of human beings are so strong that Yong Ye feels sad for his own habits, obviously his age can't be called an uncle at all... right?

Well, in fact, it is really hard for him to refute the title of uncle. After all, due to the confusion of memory and time, he himself does not know how old he is.

Wuming is twelve years old with no discernible age, and Yong Ye doesn't look like a teenager, so there is generally nothing wrong with Wuming calling him uncle.

"Ignore people? What a ruthless uncle."

Gradually regaining consciousness, Wuming glanced dully at Yongye, who had never paid attention to her and was not disturbed by her. After complaining a bit, he was about to walk to the outer corridor to take a breather. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He turned his head abruptly and ran towards the penultimate third carriage.

But... she had just put her hand on the metal turntable of the gate, and before she could turn it, Yong Ye, who also ran in after her at some point behind her, grabbed the back collar and lifted her, and her feet were directly off the ground.

"Let me go! There is Kabane in there! It must be eliminated immediately!"

"...There is Cabanne in the car ahead? How do you know??"

"I can feel it. After I become a Kabaneri, I can feel the Kabaneri nearby."

"...Really? Well, I'm a little concerned, but I'd better go and have a look first."

Confused for a moment, Yong Ye put Wuming behind him, opened the door and walked out, and once again prevented Wuming from rushing to the penultimate carriage.

"If you don't want your situation to get worse, just stay here obediently and wait for me to come back after dealing with it."

"...Tch...I don't care about such things."

Clicking his tongue in dissatisfaction, Wuming turned his head and ignored Yong Ye, and sat back on the bed where he slept before, somewhat unexpectedly.

Chapter 25: After all, the strong prey on the weak

Nodding in satisfaction with Wuming's behavior, Yong Ye immediately closed the door again.

But... When he entered the previous car where a large number of people lived, he didn't find anything unusual, just a group of noisy and restless people as usual, and there was no sign of Kabane at all.

If Kabane had appeared, he would have screamed incessantly. How could ordinary civilians be so calm? It was just an ordinary level of anxiety.

"Wuming lied to me? No... even the childish Wuming shouldn't lie to me about this kind of thing. After all, it doesn't make any sense at all, and her eyes don't seem to be lying, that's... what she called Feeling wrong?"

Looking around, the people in the mixed car looked at him in surprise and fear, Yong Ye murmured to himself in bewilderment, and turned back to his exclusive car.

"Hey, nameless, there is no Kabane at all, is your so-called induction inaccurate?"

As soon as he returned, he naturally found Wuming who was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head at the first time.

"Impossible, I really felt it just now!"

"... Forget it, just treat it as if you feel better. Compared with this, you just said you are going to the Vajra Kingdom, right? Tell me why you want to go to the Vajra Kingdom."

It's pointless to fuss about this kind of thing, and Yong Ye is not a very unreasonable person, so naturally he didn't plan to say meaningless and time-wasting words like "Why did you lie to me when there was no one?" Instead, he asked her why she wanted to Go to Kongo Guo.

"I have an appointment with my elder brother. Although I can't say it, it is very important, so I have to go."

"...Brother, sir?"

"Yes, my lord brother? Is there any question?"

"No, I'm not interested in your elder brother, I just sympathize with you, a liar."

Shaking his head, Yong Ye would not comment on Wuming's words. After getting to know Wuming for a period of time, he could clearly feel that Wuming was the kind of child who would help count money when he was sold.

He had already lost interest in the nameless elder brother, but he was just a fraudster who lied to children, and he just seemed to have a good way of fooling people.

No... Maybe it should be said that it is easy to deceive without a name?

"Hey! You can't pretend you didn't hear that! You..."

"Any comments or dissatisfaction?"

"…No."

Touched by Yongye's expressionless cold gaze, Wuming, who was still aggressive at first, immediately wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Afterwards, in the carriage where only the sound of machinery running could be heard, Yong Ye, who didn't say a word, just quietly wiped the new samurai sword from Sifangchuan Calamus.

Of course, these are just ordinary knives, and they are just for backup, just in case the old knives can't withstand a fatal blow, there are backup weapons that can be used instead of bare hands.

He could endure loneliness, boredom, and quietness, but Wuming, who had a lively and active personality, couldn't stand the quietness, and talked to him as if he was looking for something to say.

"That...uncle, are you also planning to go to King Kong Guo?"

"Um."

"What are you going to do in Jingang Guo? Could it be that there are relatives and friends over there?"

"How is that possible? I don't have any so-called relatives or friends, but speaking of it, I met a person who taught me swordsmanship halfway through. Well, a good guy. It's a pity that he died in the last fortress."

"Really? Sorry..."

"There's nothing to apologize for, but it's just a matter of this level, and it doesn't matter if you get used to it."

Shaking his head indifferently, Yong Ye didn't look at Wuming but still focused on the weapon at hand, which he depended on for survival.

Nameless climbed up from the bed, looked out of the car through the long and narrow shooting holes at the sunset that was gradually turning yellow, his face changed from the lively and cheerful one before, and took on a sad color, and he sighed in agreement.

"Sure enough, it's a common thing. The weak die and the strong survive, but that's all. Because you are very strong, uncle, you have survived until now."

"What you said makes sense... If that guy can be stronger, he won't die. No matter what world he is in, after all, the weak will eat the strong, and the fittest will survive."

After absent-mindedly nodding in agreement, Yong Ye continued to focus on his hands, which were ordinary but the protection of his family.

This time, Wuming seemed to think of something sad because of this topic, and he seemed a little depressed and lost the interest in talking. Just like that, he lay on the bed, shaking his slender legs, and stared blankly at Yong. Ye was meticulous and carried out the necessary maintenance on the weapon in his hand.

Gradually, when the sun slanted westward to the limit, half of it had sunk into the mountains, and the speed of the armored iron city gradually slowed down accordingly.

"Kotetsujo, do you want to stop?"

"...The water supply tank after the emergency treatment is broken again. We must stop to repair it and get water by the way, otherwise the car will not be able to survive the next fortress anyway. I heard that repairing the water tank will take another night. I guess it will be another sleepless night. .”

After answering the nameless question, Yong Ye put away the blade and re-sheathed it. After the car was stable, he stood up and prepared to get out of the car to have a look.

However, when he walked to the door of the car, he suddenly paused, turned his head slightly, and looked at Wuming who was still lying on the bed in a slump from the corner of his eye.