The wall inlaid with steel plates was torn apart like spicy strips, and the pure power was converted into deformation heat energy. If it hadn't been cold enough in the cold storage, Sumire Muroto had no doubt that her breasts would have been burned through the cotton cover.
After being taken out of the pipe, Sumire Muroto collapsed on the ground and coughed a few times. When she learned the purpose of the guy who came to her door, she wanted to cry for some reason. The black man's aggrieved face couldn't help but make her want to shed tears. The kind of JPG emoticon package.
Moving her extremely stiff hands, Sumire Muroto really didn't have the strength to say anything more. She just whispered: "Let your people outside open the door of the cold storage. I'm freezing to death!"
The ground was like a piece of ice, and her butt sitting on it felt cold, but there was a feeling that she didn't want to hold back.
After an hour and a half, she drank a cup of coffee before coming in. Sumire Muroto's bladder was actually full at the moment.
"People? There is no one outside me..."
"Then how are you going to get out?"
"Bang~"
The steel door of the icehouse room was violently kicked open.
Looking at the broken door, Sumire Muroto felt that it was the urge to urinate in her body that made her ask a stupid question.
"So, are you actually a reformer of a certain force?"
After draining the water from the toilet and turning off the power supply in the cold storage, Sumire Muroto finally regained her cold, white-robed royal demeanor in the somewhat chilly room.
Sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee reheated with an alcohol lamp to warm up, I asked the person opposite me to look at the human or non-human biological organs contained in bottles and jars, or eyeballs, or the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. The little mouth of my own collection.
"You have pretty good taste."
The little mouth praised, picked up a jar containing the eyeballs of an unknown creature, took out the eyeballs soaked in formalin solution, threw them directly into his mouth and started chewing.
"tasty."
Xiao Zui sat next to Sumire Muroto, and then she answered the other person's question.
"I have said before, I am a servant of the evil god, not a human being."
【I can tell……】
Tearing steel plates and breaking steel doors can be said to be a miracle of transforming people.
But now, the other party is chewing on the eyeballs of gastrula carrying formalin liquid.
If this is considered human, it would be too far-fetched, and the taste is too unique.
However, even so, Sumire Muroto couldn't help but ask.
"Does God really exist in this world?"
"I don't know if there was a god in this world before, but there is indeed a god in this world now, and that is my troublesome master."
The little mouth answered and poured all the eyeballs in the jar into his mouth. The formalin liquid with the taste of corpse was undoubtedly the best soup to accompany the meal.
Seeing this overly strong scene, even Sumire Muroto, who had a love affair with corpses, swallowed the saliva in her mouth. Resisting the physical discomfort of wanting to vomit, she continued to ask: "The Bible says, God Love the world, since there really is a God in this world, then why has the world become like this, but God has done nothing?
Is it possible that the gastroenterovirus that suddenly broke out in the world more than ten years ago was another world-destroying flood that washed away the sins of the world? "
"What are you talking about? The troublesome master of my family just came into this world the day before yesterday."
Sumire Muroto, who was trying to test the situation of a strange force that she was about to be dragged into and forced to join, felt that there seemed to be a deep cognitive gap between herself and the inhuman existence in front of her. She can hear every sentence clearly, but when it comes to understanding the meaning...
She can understand a chicken, could it be [I, the evil god, just came to another world the day before yesterday, and I am preparing to redeem the cursed son of the other world, and the carrier of the gastroenterovirus, so I sent my servants and capable generals to violently Recruit doctors from another world who have research on gastroenterovirus? 】
This idea is so outrageous that no movie would dare to do it.
This night is destined to be sleepless...
Sumire Muroto was doing the induction before joining Kurofune, and the three gangsters fighting for their lives had already decided the winner. A gangster with a broken hand was holding a DVD data storage card and came to burn the shady video. The underground black workshop of optical discs.
Seeing the life-saving discs being produced together with those colored discs, a relieved smile appeared on the scarred face.
In just one night, these discs were placed on the shelves of various video stores that rented and sold discs through various channels.
Xu is the title of "Three Warriors of Justice", which already has a certain market in the Tokyo Security Zone. It has just been put on the shelves, and the latest DVDs have been bought by regular customers.
As ordinary people, they cannot see the curse surrounding the DVD. After putting the purchased DVD into the player and seeing the folded and bloody scene of the three warriors being executed with real justice on the TV screen, they originally wanted to see it. The tortured viewers of the Cursed Child feel as if their dirty, negative hearts have been pinched by someone.
The viewer felt suffocated and had a feeling of sadness, with chills all over his body and falling into a stiff state. In the world invisible to the naked eye, the black air wrapped around the video disc became even stronger. When the film was completed, the viewer felt suffocated. After playing, people felt like they were out of the suffocation and under the cold water.
What follows is a variety of different stress reactions that vary from person to person.
Some people were warned by true justice and hid in their quilts, trembling and having nightmares all night, reflecting on their past thoughts;
Some people were so irritated that their eyes turned red, as if they were being invaded by wild cats. They angrily broke off the bad disc, causing the cursed black gas surrounding the disc to enter their bodies. In some respects, it was Being cloned by evil thoughts active in the city, marked the situation to focus on;
Some people did not reflect on their mistakes, but were frightened by the content of the video. They kept thinking about the nightmare-like images, but they chose to pick up the phone and call the police...
Legally speaking, the Children of the Curse still do not have human rights, but they are a group that looks like little girls after all. Ten years have passed since the Cataclysm, and even though most of the somewhat forgetful human group is still discriminating and unfair. Treating the children of the curse, but if someone abuses and mutilates the children of the curse openly, even if it does not violate the criminal law, they will be criticized by some holy bitches, keyboard warriors, and moral gentlemen in society.
And this can be regarded as this kind of special group that makes people feel uncomfortable and irresponsible and only stands on the highest moral point to criticize Fang Qiu. In some respects, it occasionally plays a positive role, and what they represent is right. It is the good part of human nature that most ordinary people would not personally carry out.
That night, the police stations located in various places in the Tokyo Security Zone received a large number of alarm calls. Not only were the calls caused by the CD video, but they were also spread throughout the city. Wu Ke's evil avatars were carried out wantonly. cases of righteous action
In just one night, nearly two thousand cases of injury and murder were put in front of the Tokyo Police Headquarters, which made the entire Tokyo Police Headquarters confused. There were already gastrea animals intruding. For cases involving the city, these people also want to show their faces and claim credit.
As a result, at this critical point, a bunch of security issues suddenly appeared. Doesn't this tell Lord Shengtianzi that their police department is a bunch of incompetent, useless waste?
"Black-armored man, I don't care if it's one person or an organized group. You guys can check it out for me. If you can't find anything, then all of you police chiefs will get out of here and replace them!"
An emergency meeting was held before dawn, and the enraged Tokyo Police Chief scolded the police chiefs of each branch who had been summoned for the meeting.
Forget about taking credit for the gastrea that broke into the safe zone. The most important thing now is to investigate the black-armored people who had nearly two thousand cases reported in one night alone and were mentioned in connection with most of the cases. The Tokyo Police Department system is like a rusty clockwork machine that has been lubricated and started with rocket fuel. It is rare for it to run quickly.
I don’t know if it’s not running, but when it’s running, damn it, all the murderers, rapists and other bad criminals who were absconding among the people were dug out one by one by the Tokyo police who have a tendency to dig deep into the ground. Instead, It was the man in black armor who really caused the serious situation, and the police could not find any of them.
As a result, in order not to be criticized as typical representatives of incompetence in their own police stations, these police stations put black hoods on other captured criminals and regarded them as black-armored criminal gangs, and handed them over to be convicted and imprisoned. in jail.
I was stunned to see Wu Ke, who was behind the clones of evil thoughts, operating the clones to uphold justice. He couldn't help but sigh that in this somewhat terrible world, there are still people with righteousness in the world. Then he had an initial impression of those two security personnel. The poor police group has made some improvements, but that is a story for another day.
. . . .
Time was set back to normal. On the third day after Wu Ke came to this world, the location was the elementary school he went to yesterday with Rentaro Satomi and the others. Enju Aihara carried her schoolbag early in the morning and returned to school as usual. .
And just like the normal reaction of people in this world, she, the cursed child, was greeted only by the looks of fear and disgust from her school friends, even if Aihara Yanzhu tried to explain that the cursed child was a human being, not a child. The same goes for gastrula.
"Get out of our school, you monster!"
The boys used chalk as a weapon. As for why there was only chalk, it was because the only throwing objects that were easier to find in school were chalk.
If there were other more lethal throwing items, looking at Lan Yuan Yanzhu's white hair and face at the moment, I think her classmates wouldn't mind using it.
"I am...human..."
The words of explanation are extremely pale in front of people who can't listen. Obviously, before knowing that she was a cursed child, her classmates were still able to communicate, but now, even if they speak the same language, she and them are like It's the same as different kinds of creatures.
In the class, the girl who was her best friend ran directly into the teaching building after taking one look at her surrounded by boys. The look in her eyes before leaving clearly did not mean that she was going to call the teacher to come to the rescue. , maybe just because of fear of her look...
"Yanzhu..."
After receiving the call, Rentaro Satomi hurried over to the school. What he saw was the girl who had been driven outside the teaching building. She was covered in red and white chalk dust, and her eyes were full of loneliness. She looked at a group of people opposite who were hostile to her. The students accepted their condemnation in silence.
And words like "Get out of our school, you murderous monster" were uttered endlessly from the mouths of ordinary children.
"Change the school."
Satomi Rentaro came to Aihara Enju, put his hand on the girl's shoulder and said softly, now that his identity was exposed, looking at the attitude of the group of elementary school students in front of him, he knew that he wanted to continue in this school and be like an ordinary person. Reading like that is completely impossible.
"the same."
Lan Yuan Yanzhu said softly.
"What?"
Satomi Rentaro didn't hear clearly.
"Society's understanding of the cursed child has not changed. As long as I reveal the identity of the cursed child, it will be the same no matter which school I go to."
Aihara Enju turned to Satomi Rentaro and said, Wu Ke's words last night gave this girl a deeper understanding of what she is going through now.
"Yanzhu, are you okay?"
Satomi Rentaro was a little nervous. Although Aihara Enju was precocious, these words were not something a ten-year-old child could say.
"I'm fine, I'm better than I thought, because I just lost a group of ignorant friends, but some of my cursed companions lost their precious lives. In comparison, what I have in front of me is It’s a blow, but it’s nothing.”
Wiping away the tears that were about to fall out, Lan Yuan Yanzhu said firmly that after being reminded to be mentally prepared, the girl's mentality did indeed improve a lot.
"I made a decision."
Lan Yuan Yanzhu said suddenly.
"What has been decided?"
Satomi Rentaro didn't know why.
"I want to change the world!"
"ah?"
Seeing Rentaro's mouth open wide, Satato heard Enju Aihara continue to speak.
"I want to change the general environment in which society has misunderstandings about the Cursed Children, and tell everyone in society the truth that the Cursed Children, who are the founders, are protecting ordinary people and fighting against gastrea..."
Today's events did make Lan Yuan Yanzhu feel lost, but she did not feel lost for too long. Instead, because of her conversation with Wu Ke last night, she learned that the root cause of all this was the social environment, and then ignited another desire for the world. A hopeful hope.
However, she may not have understood the fact that weapons that are used as combat tools are actually not qualified to enjoy the same honor as those who hold weapons...
