RNP Chapter 764 Martin's Morning
Chapter 764 Martin's Morning
Chapter 764 Martin's Morning
Every morning, the first thing I do when I wake up to the alarm clock is not to open my eyes, but to reach out and touch my face to see what I am like today.
The alarm seemed to ring especially early today, and Martin felt a little sleepy.
Touch the face, touch the top of the head, no sharp teeth, no strange hat, no sharp horns, no mane, no beard, no spandex, no braids...
"Great! I am a normal person today!" Martin raised his hands high and cheered as he sat up from the bed.
"According to your standards, you will never be a normal person in your life." However, an identical voice next to him poured cold water on him.
Martin turned his head and saw an identical version of himself looking at him on the bed.
Orange hair, round glasses, and three hairs sticking up on the top of his head...
"No way, here it comes again!" Martin wailed.
Suddenly, Martin discovered something wrong. The bed and the entire room were unfamiliar. Even the small robot alarm clock on the bedside table was not the same model.
"Hey, where is this?"
"This is my territory." The other Martin who had just poured cold water on him turned off the alarm clock and said, "When you saw me just now, you must have thought - 'Oh no, my superpower has created another fake me!' Isn't that what you thought?"
Martin nodded honestly, even though he didn't call it a superpower, but rather 'something weird that happens to me every morning'.
Martin pointed his finger at Martin: "But one thing needs to be clarified here - you are the one who came."
"What? This is impossible." Martin didn't believe Martin's words at all. He jumped off the bed and went to the window.
Even the courtyard outside the window was unfamiliar, and there was no familiar shadow except the sun in the sky.
Oh, the sun hasn't come out yet at this time.
Martin, who was standing behind Martin, looked at Martin's back and asked, "Why not? You have become accustomed to a visitor from a parallel world staying in your world for a day every now and then, but you have never thought that one day you will be a visitor to someone else's world?"
"Me? You? Parallel world?" Martin was confused by Martin's words: "What's going on?"
"To put it simply, I have the same type of stand ability as you... Okay, you don't understand, I mean the same type of superpower, which means I transform every morning when I wake up."
"I see." Martin looked at Martin's face which was exactly the same as his own and nodded.
"No, it's not quite what you think." Martin could tell that Martin thought he was the Martin from a parallel world. He turned around and took down the photo album he brought from his house from the shelf beside him. "This is the photo album of me when I was your age. You should understand after reading it."
Martin took the album with some confusion and opened it.
At a glance, Martin felt familiar with the album. There was a little boy in the album, dressed differently in different photos: a reporter, Superman, Santa Claus, a policeman, a detective, Ultraman, a panda man, a deer-headed man, a dog-headed man, a fly man...
But upon closer inspection, Martin felt unfamiliar again, because the little boy in the photo had black hair and black eyes in most photos, and he didn't wear glasses.
"he is……"
"This is me, a person who happens to be named Martin and who happens to have the same superpowers as you." Martin gently snatched the half-opened album from Martin's hand and handed him the phone instead: "And these are photos of me when I grew up."
"What is this? What a small TV." However, Martin didn't know how to use a smartphone, but as long as Martin demonstrated how to slide photos in front of him once, he learned how to use this magical 'electronic photo album'.
However, when he shifted his focus from the amazing technology to the photos of his hands, he began to wonder.
The protagonist of most of the photos is still a big brother with black hair and black eyes, wearing various clothes, just like Martin's daily life. But there are many unfamiliar but familiar characters next to each other, or they look very similar to the cartoon characters he has seen.
"When I was a kid, my superpowers were mainly about changing into different professions and identities. Even when I turned into Sherlock Holmes, Superman, or Aladdin, it was my own face... But as I grew up, my superpowers became more and more powerful, and I began to often turn into a certain 'character' - or should I say another designated person, which would make you easier to understand? In short, even my appearance and abilities changed together." "And today, I have become you, and you have been invited into this world as a related character."
As for Martin's house that runs around the world, it has nothing to do with what happened today, so I won't talk about it to occupy Martin's brain cells.
"Oh, in another world there is a person who has the same experience as me but is not me, and he can turn into me." Martin sighed and asked, "Why did he capture me after he turned into me?"
"An invitation," Martin corrected.
"Catch it," Martin insisted.
"Invite," Martin corrected again, hoping he understood what he meant.
"This is not an invitation, this is arresting." However, Martin insisted on saying this. In his opinion, one has the right to refuse an invitation, but being taken to someone else's home without even saying hello in advance and the moment you open your eyes is called kidnapping.
"Okay, take the little one prisoner." Martin didn't quite understand why the kid wanted to be a prisoner of war instead of being a good guest, but he let him be: "As for why I brought you here... maybe I am actually the extra twin brother in 'Twin Martin' today?"
Martin seemed to understand: "So you are Ma Dang?"
Ding ding dang dang dang.
"No, I'm Martin." Martin was still used to using his own name, completely ignoring the string of question marks above Martin's head.
Martin didn't care about the name and looked down at his hands: "Anyway, I haven't grown six fingers or four legs. I am a normal person today."
Although it should have become a 'twin Martin' again, the twin happened to be another Martin...
"No, you are from another world." Martin reminded: "The kind that is physically farther away than aliens."
Martin: "..."
"Okay, now that you understand the current situation, let's see what we should do today." Martin had noticed that there were some things on the table that were not there last night.
"Oh, it's the transfer procedure. Today, both of us are transfer students to Teitan Elementary School, and as expected, we are in Class B of the first year."
The name written on both transfer documents is Martin, and there is an identical one-inch photo. If you don't look carefully, you might think they are two copies of the same transfer document.
But if you look closely, you will find that the student numbers recorded above are not consistent. These are the transfer procedures for two people.
"What? I still have to go to school?" Martin's three hairs drooped down. "I thought I wouldn't have to go to school in a parallel world."
As for whether he could go home or not, Martin didn't care at all. After all, he was used to it. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Today was completely different from yesterday.
"Experience a different life." Martin came over, patted Martin on the shoulder and comforted him.
In fact, if he were alone, he would most likely crumple up the transfer paperwork, throw it away, and go play.
"What's the fun of going to school?" Martin was still reluctant.
"I heard that this is a happy education. If you don't want to go to college, they won't care about your grades, and they won't give you much homework." Martin also heard this from others. He himself has never been to school in Japan. "You will happily finish elementary school and junior high school, and then go to work in a factory screwing screws."
"Well, there really isn't much homework?" Martin was moved and confirmed again with his hand on his chin.
"Anyway, I've never seen Xiao Ai doing homework." Martin recalled: "By the way, they finish school at three o'clock."
"Let's go! Go to school!"
(End of this chapter)