It's fate that the body Ji Xing invaded by the Qixingzhu Gang can also be called Ji Xing.
It's just that his surname is Ji Xing.
His full name is Ji Xing Urushi, he is 16 years old and a freshman at Tokyo Metropolitan High School.
"Japanese high school students..."
Ji Xingqixin's parents divorced when he was young, and they reorganized their families. Five years ago, her mother and stepfather gave birth to a younger brother. The gradually mature young man felt that he had no home. Two years ago, he began to stay in Dashan Karate Dojo to learn karate for a long time, but he also
I couldn't vent the frustration that was building up inside me, so just now...
Quietly ended his life?
Ji Xing was stunned, then quickly walked to a cabinet nearby, tore up the suicide note that was under the water glass, soaked it in the water glass, and shook it.
There was not much content in the suicide note. It mainly explained that his death had nothing to do with the karate gym, but Ji Xing naturally couldn't let this thing be seen by others.
The sleeping pills he took must have been resolved by Qixingzhu. Ji Xing did not feel any discomfort and continued to search for memories.
"I wasn't abused..."
The only thing his mother could be called derelict in her duties was that she failed to notice the boy's sensitive and fragile psychology, and devoted more attention to his younger brother. This is not common for his biological father, but the child support is also sufficient.
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Dashan Karate Gym is one of the most popular gyms in Tokyo, and the room Ji Xing is in at this time is an independent strength training room.
If you want to have the right to use it, you have to pay more.
The naughty little brother who is only five years old looks a little annoying, but we must also consider whether the memory has been filtered.
Ji Xing shook his head, putting his family situation aside for now and paying attention to the environment in front of him.
The Seven Star Pearl has a protective effect and will not make him confused by receiving memories, even if Ji Xing at this time already has four memories of Ji Xing before time travel, human Ji Xing after time travel, demon after time travel, and Ji Xing Qi Xin in the one-star world.
Not crazy either.
But it also takes time to digest and organize.
Ji Xing's last experience told him that this process takes about three days, and the more familiar he is with the environment, the faster it will be.
Ji Xing's first task is to figure out what kind of world this is. He adjusted his emotions and walked out of the independent strength training room.
As soon as I opened the door, there were loud sounds such as "Hey", "Hu" and "Ha" echoing in my ears, mixed with the sounds of fists and legs moving and sleeves fluttering.
Ji Xing looked forward and saw that the huge venue was divided into two parts. On one side, there were forty or fifty people forming a queue, practicing karate routines under the orders of karate teacher Oyama Yan. Their movements were neat and powerful. Among them were seven or eight years old.
There were boys and girls aged 30 and there were also young and middle-aged adults who looked to be in their thirties.
On the other side of the field, there are several children who are no more than five years old. They are learning basic posture and etiquette from another female teacher. The youngest girl among them looks only two or three years old. She is chubby when she bows to the coach.
But his face was full of seriousness, but he bent over too far, couldn't stand firmly, and almost hit his head on the ground. He even imitated the other person and made a "cheesy" sound.
Ji Xing smiled, this feels so good.
Things that were normal before the time travel were filled with fireworks when I saw them a month later, as if I had suddenly returned to a peaceful daily life.
This little girl is so cute, her brains must be delicious...fuck!
Damn it, this body is purely human. The demonic instinct seems to have been engraved into the depths of my mind.
He walked into the toilet with the water cup, flushed the suicide note away, rinsed the water cup, and went to the water room to get water.
When receiving water, Ji Xing found that the style of the water dispenser was very retro, and the time automatically appeared in his mind: August 1, 1992.
Well, it's a bit early.
When passing by an independent training room, he remembered that it belonged to a girl in the third grade of junior high school. Her name was Wada Haruna. She had a single ponytail. She was very delicate and cute, but sometimes very fierce. She had been learning karate since she was a child.
The beating during practice made him, a senior who had been practicing for two and a half years, very embarrassed. When passing by another independent practice room, he heard heavy banging sounds coming from inside, and remembered that the person inside was the signboard of Dashan Karate Gym.
and assistant coach-Maeda Satoshi, who once won the national karate championship.
National champion?
"Why does this name sound familiar?"
Ji Xing stopped for a moment, searching for information about Satoshi Maeda, his expression gradually becoming confused.
There's something wrong with this memory...
He hesitated for a moment and knocked gently on the door of the practice room.
The movement was very gentle and without letting Maeda Satoshi inside hear it, Ji Xing took the initiative to push open the door a little.
Looking in through the crack in the door, Ji Xing's eyes gradually became dull and his confusion deepened.
In the middle of the independent practice room, I saw a dark-skinned young man hitting three sandbags.
Three sandbags were hung on the roof in a Z-shaped shape. They were very huge, nearly two meters high and half a meter in diameter. However, they swung high and swayed as the opponent hit them, so much that they were almost parallel to the ground!
Ignoring the amount of force required to hit the sandbag to such a height, the kinetic energy of the sandbag reverberating from the highest point must be very exaggerated, but it can be re-swung by Maeda Satoshi's backhand straight punch, punch and other basic karate movements.
Go back and alternate the three in an orderly manner!
The bulging muscles, the powerful blow, and the faintly shaking ground made Ji Xing really confused - the memory was actually real?
Those three sandbags were not filled with cotton or even ordinary sand. They weighed 100KG?!
Not to mention hitting the swinging sandbag, Ji Xing has to be knocked unconscious every time he hits it. Even if he transforms into a demon, he probably won't be able to defeat this guy!
What the hell is this karate?
Modern civilized society?
Dark energy? Internal force? Unknown energy?
This unscientific!
"...Science?" Thinking of this, important memories were read by Ji Xing.
'Detective novelist Kudo Yusaku... Kudo Shinichi, a young detective who is gradually emerging as a third-year junior high school student... front-loading washing machine?'
Detective Conan?
This is the world of Ke Xue?!
It's in the river, it's in the river.
Ji Xing's heart surged, he turned out to be Detective Conan, the eternal death student. This is...
"That's great!"
Conan is not a simple modern civilization!
There are many unscientific black technologies in the world of Ke Xue, especially a bug-level black technology, APTX4869!
It was after taking it that the 17-year-old high school detective Kudo Shinichi turned into the 7-year-old Conan. In a sense, this is an unfinished 'elixir' that can make people rejuvenate!
The elixir is already there, which shows that Ke Xue's world has extremely in-depth research on biological sciences. If he masters this knowledge, Ji Xing will have a chance to solve the troubles caused by the demonic instinct.
Or even... become a new person?
At this time, the muffled sounds were interrupted, and Maeda Satoshi, who discovered Ji Xing, stopped the three sandbags, moved with ease, and looked over.
"Ji Xing? Do you need help?" he asked.
"Ah, no, it's okay. Excuse me, Maeda-senpai." Ji Xing answered in slightly broken Japanese.
He exited, returned to his own independent practice room, closed the door, and walked for a long time.
"A little invention that can make money..."
"APTX4869..."
"Biological knowledge..."
"Firearms Making and Use? Karate?"
Suddenly, Ji Xing had many goals and ideas.
Take deep breaths to calm your mind.
The most important thing for him here is APTX4869, which is the research result of the black organization on life sciences.
If you want to get these things, there are only two ways, follow Conan and wait for the opportunity, or find a way to enter the black organization and work as an undercover agent.
And no matter what, it is not what he, an ordinary first-year high school student, can do now!
"A sharpened knife will never waste time in chopping firewood. The main body should not have any big problems in a short period of time. It can suppress desires. The time ratio of 365 to 1 is enough."
Ji Xing thought for a while and put his posture into perspective.
Punch, punch!
Alternate hands and feel tired after a hundred times.
But Ji Xing didn't stop.
Karate in Kexue’s world is not scientific.
Mao Lilan broke a telephone pole with one punch, Kyogoku kicked the wall easily, dodged bullets with his body, received BB bullets in his hand, and transformed into a humanoid Gundam.
He has no reason!
Sure enough, there seemed to be infinite power hidden in this body. Ji Xing gritted his teeth and persisted. He punched a thousand times at once and still managed to hold on.
He couldn't reach it when he stuck out his tongue, so he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, took a short rest, and practiced another karate routine - punching the knee.
The restless heart since time travel has been soothed by the tireless exercise.