Although Silence didn't look at the undocumented knight, in fact, the undocumented knight's every move, including the past, future, and even his heart, were all in his eyes.
"Actually, you should know each other." Silence suddenly smiled, looking at Saitama and the undocumented knight.
"Huh?" Saitama was taken aback for a moment.
Carefully examined the undocumented knight, pinched his chin, and nodded.
"That's really familiar."
The undocumented knight also looked at Saitama.
Among the people he knew, no one had a bald head.
But if we say that it was not bald before.
Plus hair...
"Saitama?" The undocumented knight opened his eyes suddenly and called out Saitama's name.
"I remember too." Saitama clapped his hands abruptly. "Aren't you the one?"
"It's too much, Saitama, we have been classmates since we were young." The undocumented knight didn't expect to see his old classmates here, and his tone became a lot easier. "Why did you shave your head suddenly? I almost didn't recognize it. ."
"Well...In short, all kinds of things have happened." Saitama touched his big bald head, looking like he didn't want to say more about the past.
The undocumented knight did not ask much.
He seemed to just remember that he was in the home of a formidable senior.
"Alright." Silence suddenly picked up the spoon, "It's finished, let's eat."
"Finally done!" Saitama was the first to move his chopsticks impatiently.
The undocumented knight still has some restraints, but the seductive scent continues to penetrate into his nose. Finally, after expressing his gratitude, he picked up the chopsticks.
"This, what is this?"
"This is super delicious!"
"I have never eaten such delicious meat!"
The power of food is amazing. Once it is eaten, whether it is an unlicensed knight or Saitama, all are immersed in the world of food.
Silence is probably the most calm one.
There is also Feiju.
Because the cat’s tongue is more sensitive, Feiju doesn’t seem to like hot pot food very much, but what’s more, what comes out of silence at this moment is not the ultimate delicacy. Feiju has a taste that has been raised for many years. Just ate a little casually.
A delicious meal, full of wine and food, the undocumented knight lay on the chair satisfied.
Then suddenly reacted.
He stood up quickly, and bowed another ninety degrees.
"I'm really sorry, I'm so Meng Lang."
Cold sweat was about to come out on his forehead.
"You don't need to be so cautious, you are not a cautious person." Silent waved his hand and motioned him to sit down. "The latter is obviously more important than the section and the righteousness. I have seen you and the weird by accident. The battle was about half a year ago."
Silently talk about time.
The undocumented knight rang immediately.
His face turned red with a thud.
Because half a year ago, he was brutally beaten into the hospital by a weak weird man.
Such a scene was actually seen by the senior in front of him?
"I, I..." The undocumented knight screamed and didn't know what to say.
"You are very good." But the silence revealed a smile, "There are many heroes in this world. In terms of strength, most of them are better than you. However, in terms of inner heart, not many can Comparable to you, your sense of responsibility, your unyielding courage and perseverance are the reasons why I came to you."
The body of the undocumented knight began to tremble slightly.
His face flushed.
But this time it was not because of embarrassment, but because of excitement.
He didn't expect that his weak self, even a weird person, could be recognized by this kind of senior.
This made him bow his head in shame.
"Thank you very much for your recognition, but my strength is really too weak, and there are really too few people I can help. I... I may not be able to match the people I have helped in my whole life. People saved."
At this point, the expressions of the undocumented knights were a little dim.
People are different from person to person.
He understood this early on.
No matter how hard he trains, he can't touch the back of those powerful heroes at all. Every time he meets a powerful weirdo, even if he tries hard to rush over, he can't even do a trivial help.
"You don't need to care about this." Silent shook his head and said softly, "In my opinion, gaining strength is a simple matter, but it is rare to have a good enough heart."
"That's right." Saitama nodded in sympathy.
The undocumented knight was really moved.
They even don't know what to say.
The heroes are not all amiable. Because of his strength, he has been ridiculed by many powerful heroes. Even ordinary people ridiculed him.
Although he never minded.
However, the recognition and encouragement of others can make him grateful.
The undocumented knight is such a weak but faithful "hero". He will ignore difficulties, regard encouragement as motivation, stick to his heart, and even have some luck.
In addition to strength, he has almost everything a "protagonist" has.
And silent. UU reading
Can help him fill the last link.
"I'll just say it directly." Silence did not continue to sell off, "I can give you strength."
"What?" The undocumented knight was startled.
"A powerful force can only be controlled by a strong heart. You have this heart and have this qualification. This is why I found you." Silence looked at him with some meaningful expression, "Of course, there is no free in this world. For lunch, gaining power at no cost is not conducive to your growth. I need to charge a price... just money. Money is the easiest and most difficult thing to obtain."
The undocumented knight understood.
The senior in front of him can have a way to make him stronger.
But it needs some money.
Does this still need to be considered?
The undocumented knight's excited body trembled again. Of course, he would not think that such a senior would need his money. Obviously, this was just a reason to help him.
"Thank you very much!" The undocumented knight bowed deeply again, "I'll go back and get the money!"
"Don't be so troublesome." Silently smiled, raised his finger a little, and several bank cards appeared out of thin air, "All your money, except for fixed assets, is here."
The undocumented knight looked at these familiar bank cards dumbfounded.
It is indeed his.
But he should have left it at home.
"It seems that the people in the association didn't tell you about my power." Silent shook his head, "Just treat me as a magician. How, how much do you plan to use in exchange for power?"