In less than a year, he would be able to complete the second stage.

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Kōichi Murakami gasped in the darkness, dodging the balls coming from all directions.

It was pitch black in front of him, except for the sound of the balls being launched, there was also the sound of mechanical operations.

His skin felt the sudden chill in the air, quickly turned around, and carefully avoided the balls rolling around under his feet.

He turned around, turned his head, bent his knees, and gradually increased the speed of the balls.

Self-training could only reach this point at the moment, there was not enough space and materials, there was still room for improvement.

The last news of Ormet was when he came to Japan.

It was more convenient to collect information here than abroad.

In short, he had to figure out his current activities and try to find a chance to meet him.

After a few years of investigation?

Kōichi Murakami was completely convinced by Ormet.

He investigated all the information of Ormet in the past ten years. He was still a person with no personality in high school, but after that, he soared to the sky and became the world's No. 1.

In addition to the necessary interviews, he was running around as a hero most of the time.

The funds earned by his own ability were also invested in Xiong Ying School and various post-disaster rescue. He was saving this person in all kinds of ways.

Unknowingly, he had a room full of writing and investigation supplies and Ormet supplies.

It has been almost four years since my parents left me. At first, I reluctantly comforted myself with the reason of the game setting.

After that period of time passed and calmed down, he investigated the current situation of the world. In short, it was a long story.

Since the last fever, some blueprints in his brain were unlocked, and most of them were feasible in reality. The rest could not be applied in reality because of the world or the materials were not supported.

Correspondingly, it increased the authenticity and feasibility of knowledge.

It was a pity that the known history in the knowledge base was not completely consistent with the current world's development, and the most similar history was subtly distorted in most places.

And since the discovery of personality, there was a huge gap in the world's technology. The new products that should have appeared at this time in similar history didn't even exist in the previous generation.

Military products developed rapidly and were extremely dangerous. Unless they could be completely controlled, they would not easily enter the civilian market.

The emergence of heroes greatly pacified the turbulent society, but people began to lose their future direction because of the existence of individuality.

Then, everything was pushed onto the shoulders of the hero. It was so funny that no one could say anything about it.

Deep in thought?

Kōichi Murakami's movements were slightly sluggish, and he was instantly hit by a sphere from another direction.

"Hit. Duration: 3 hours, 15 minutes, 05 seconds." He was distracted.

He kicked the rolling ball away from his feet.

After about three minutes, the sphere would automatically disintegrate. At that time, he would only need to seal the room and enter Murakami to do a thorough cleaning. It was easy and convenient to clean up.

?

Kōichi Murakami walked out of the training room and arrived at the living room. His rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and he gulped down the nutrient solution prepared in advance.

The training plan had to be changed. Compared to this, when …

He looked at a large portable whiteboard next to the living room. It was filled with Ormet's name and a map of the area where Ormet appeared at that time with a red cross on it.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that when he heard about Ormet's news, he lost control of his personality and did it. Ah, my head hurts. I have to recall if I did anything else besides this.

At that time, he went out to buy a whiteboard pen and searched for screenshots of the information on the Internet. Then, he prepared to search for high-definition maps, but when he found none, he tried to hack into … satellite. Uh, when he was about to act, he remembered that he couldn't break the law. He found the best available one and printed it out. It seemed to be okay. He didn't cause too much trouble and didn't have any major problems.

There was no news about satellite maps for civilian use, and military use was a crime. Don't think about it.

Ever since that incident four years ago.

His personality would inexplicably lose control. Tranquilizers and sleeping pills became common things at home. He was forced to see a doctor, but it was useless. He could only slowly adjust himself.

Forget it. The current plan was to improve his strength, upgrade his equipment in accordance with the current technology, pay attention to Ormet's information, and target Xiong Ying.

There were still a lot of things to do.

Time passed by slowly. In the blink of an eye, it was the month of graduation.

The class was noisy, and groups of three to five people were discussing their future goals.

The homeroom teacher pushed the door and came in. "Okay, everyone, quiet down. I think everyone knows what day it is today, right? Then I won't talk nonsense. Class monitor, come here. Give out this college admission form."

The class monitor suppressed the excitement on his face and handed out the form. The originally quiet classroom gradually became lively again.

He reached out and took the college admission form that was passed to him. Without hesitation, he wrote down Xiong Ying High School.

"Ah, how can I say this? It's really like this." Looking at the person who turned around and left without any reluctance?

Kōichi Murakami, a few students around him curiously flipped through the form.

It was the village's college admission form. The words on it were powerful and unusually sharp.

"Ah, ah, after all, he completely ignored us for the past three years. He wholeheartedly worked hard to become a hero."

"Ignore what? You think too highly of yourself, Maeda-kun.

He didn't put you in his eyes at all. "The girl carefully stroked the handwriting.

"Hey, hey, what does' you 'mean? Don't think that before?

Murakami Kun helped you, so you can be proud of it. He's just a small figure. Damn it. "

"Your face is too ugly. Your jealousy is overflowing. You have to be gentler to girls. Kaho is just a little emotional because of parting.

And he didn't ignore us. It's just that … "Another girl interrupted the conversation. Her tone gradually lowered, as if she understood the unfinished meaning in her words. The boy called Maeda-kun also showed an unwilling expression on his face.

He pretended to be indifferent and said, "After all, it's Princess Mononoke."

Then, he stared at the scar on his palm with a gloomy and infatuated expression. This was proof that he had been helped by God. "We will probably become a part of his youth in the future, a few insignificant words in his long and glorious life."

The girl who was stroking the handwriting suddenly paused. She forced a smile and said, "Isn't that good? In a sense, we will always be together. Who told us to … not be people of the same world."

Hearing this, the three of them fell silent. The students who were listening by the side began to comfort them.

"It can't be helped. Back then, I also wanted to catch up to him, but I couldn't.

He's too strong. Whether it's liberal arts or sports, there are no difficult projects. Even the biscuits in home economics class are super delicious. "

"Bastard, you still have the face to talk about biscuits!" Another girl said fiercely as she pinched the boy who spoke. "But?

Murakami Kun's biscuits. I didn't even eat a few before they were swallowed by you. Bastard! "

"I can understand Shota's heart. Originally, I thought that a salted fish like me would only be able to survive in a school."

She was just curious. Back then, she was curious about the school legend. She was like a ghost in school, never participating in any group activities. Every day, she only came here to attend classes. She was as beautiful as a princess, which was why she had such a nickname.

No matter what she did, she would give it her all. Once she set her mind on something, she would move forward. Even if she was confused, she would not retreat. Gradually, she wanted to become an existence that could speak to him as an equal.

If this continued, he wouldn't even look at her. With such an attitude, she said, "Although we didn't become friends, under his guidance, I was able to get into a school that was completely unimaginable before.

It could be considered an unexpected gain. "

“?

Murakami Kun has a natural charm that makes people want to follow him. Speaking of which, I originally thought that his personality was that of a leader.

Moreover, he seemed to have an invisible class barrier. His face was cold, but I didn't expect him to be such a straightforward and enthusiastic person. "

“?

Murakami Kun is a person who will become a hero in the future. This class, no, to be more precise, the people in this school have more or less been influenced by him.

Murakami Kun has unintentionally helped, especially Kaho and Maeda.

I feel very proud to be able to become classmates. "

"That's what you say. Everyone is on the same starting line. Shota was the strongest when school started, but now we can only watch his back get farther and farther away. I just want to work harder to catch up with him. Isn't it too lonely to be alone?"

Maeda fiercely grasped the scar in his hand. "You guys think so too, right? That guy looks as cold as a statue, but when he shows such a lonely expression, we are in no position to help him. Instead, we are always being taken care of by him!

I can't accept it! "

"Then what can you do!

Barking like a defeated dog here! "

The boy who called himself a salted fish suddenly became angry. "The world he sees is completely different from ours. Yes, you are right. He has always been taking care of us. You should be more mature, Maeda. Your attitude of pestering is too disgusting."

Everyone present fell silent. One of the girls said timidly, "The final graduation ceremony? Is it really the end?

Murakami Kun said he won't be coming. "

Maeda and Kaho, who was holding the handwriting, had an expression that looked like crying and laughing. "Is that so?"

?

Kōichi Murakami didn't know anything about this conversation, or perhaps he didn't care if he knew.

For him, graduating from this school meant saying goodbye to everything here. The next time was the future he had been looking forward to.

It was the eve of the Xiong Ying written entrance exam. Only those who passed the written exam were eligible to participate in Heroica's practical test.

The news that Ormet was going to teach at Xiong Ying spread all over the Internet. He called the school to ask, but the school didn't give him a positive answer.

Ormet?

Kōichi Murakami punched and kicked the sandbag in front of him.

Since Ormet came to Japan,?

Kōichi Murakami tracked his whereabouts through various legal channels.

All the information on the previous whiteboard was transferred to the other wall of the reception room. All the information gathered together, one of the places he went most often was Shizuoka. He was even seen many times in Takukucho Seaside Park.

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Kōichi Murakami had been squatting in Takukucho Seaside Park recently. He only saw a boy with green algae hair who went there every night to clean up the garbage and exercise. For almost a month, except for that boy, only a skinny blond uncle came to talk to the green algae hair at night.

Ormet was not there at all. His range of activities was roughly concentrated around Tokyo.

But it doesn't matter,?

Kōichi Murakami hammered the sandbag. He didn't control his strength well, resulting in a fist-sized hole in the sandbag. He shook the filler in his hand.

It's okay,?

Kōichi Murakami raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. One day, I will find your Ormet, and I will confirm the truth of the world with my own hands.