"Sayuri, look, isn't this keychain cute?!"
Hearing Rinka's call, Lilya looked away from the passing half-bird, half-snake Kaitan, and looked at the keychain Rinka was holding. To say it was cute, it was indeed quite cute.
but……
"don't want!"
Hearing Bai Hehua's extremely cold words of rejection, Linhua was slightly stunned and said:
"Eh? Why? This one-eyed monk is obviously super cute, okay?"
"The one-eyed monk is so disgusting!" Bai Hehua looked at the naive little monk, but couldn't help but think of the guy who was beaten to ashes by his stand-in. His head was full of veins and wrinkles, and his eyes were huge and disturbing. Damn, the tongue was two feet long, and it kept licking her eyes, dripping turbid mucus, which made her very resistant to this thing, both physically and mentally.
"Disgusting? Is that so?" Linhua took the one-eyed monk's keychain and shook her head in confusion, but she still put it back on the stall and picked up another style——
"What about this Zashiki Warashi?"
"No!" Bai Hehua thought of that strange dream and shook her head again:
"I don't want anything related to monsters and ghost stories! Not at all!"
"That's troublesome. How can there be anything in Dongguo that doesn't contain elements of ghost stories? You don't want to buy a formal suit, do you?"
Linhua sighed, and Lilyhua also had a headache after hearing this.
In the past, she never thought there was any problem with this. She only regarded it as a popular trend. After all, before she was born, various cultural elements of ghost stories and monsters were already very popular in this country.
Even for a long time, she was still very keen on these mysterious things. After all, everyone knows that there are mysterious creatures, but few people have seen them. Isn’t it cool?
But now, she doesn't feel that way at all. In fact, as long as she thinks about it deeply, she feels very scary.
This is a country ruled by inhumans. Human beings are just livestock raised by those weird stories. When they are happy, they will grab one or two from the livestock shed and eat them, and then continue to watch other animals living under the rules they have arranged. Survive.
Just thinking about it made Bai Hehua feel suffocated.
"Don't think too much, that's not something you can consider." The substitute's inorganic voice sounded in her mind. Bai Hehua didn't say anything. She just walked to a milk tea shop on the roadside and ordered two cups of stocking milk tea.
But just when she was about to go back to find Linhua with milk tea, she saw a slightly decadent middle-aged man coming towards her.
He looked to be about thirty or forty years old, with quite thick dark circles under his eyes. He was wearing a somewhat old suit, and the stubble on his chin looked like it had not been taken care of for some time.
Although he looked no different from an ordinary decadent uncle, Bai Hehua instinctively felt a special temperament. It was not the sense of crisis that he had when seeing ghost stories before, but a very ridiculous...
"Is this man worth fighting?"
"Why do I have such a strange idea?" Bai Hehua grinned. Although she likes hardcore comics like Jojo and also likes watching fighting competitions, this does not mean that she is a fighting brain!
"Is it because the substitute was awakened? So the fighting spirit was aroused?" Bai Hehua suddenly thought of a certain wife who could not control the substitute because she had no fighting spirit, and the weak woman who summoned the substitute after gaining the fighting spirit. She suddenly felt that this was probably The answer is.
So without thinking any more, he turned around and walked towards Linhua.
"Sayuri, what do you think of these two?"
Rinka, who turned around and saw Yurihua coming back, immediately picked up two doll pendants. Compared to the strange stories, these two cartoon characters made Yurihua breathe a sigh of relief. She took one of the more eye-catching rabbit pendants and said :
"That's it. By the way, I bought you milk tea!"
"Ah, I happen to be a little thirsty!" Linhua excitedly took the milk tea and took a long sip before taking out the money to pay at the store.
The two of them chatted and wandered on the street, and soon it was almost lunch time.
"What's for lunch?" Linhua looked around and saw that there were many fast food restaurants on the street, but she still needed to think carefully about which one to choose.
Lily Hua glanced at the shops where there were strange rumors lingering around every one, and wanted to say not to eat here, but at this moment, her eyes suddenly shrank.
At the end of his sight, on the relatively spacious street, the decadent uncle from before was standing there blankly.
But the point is not that uncle, but the gloomy man who looks like an exhibitionist, wearing a large windbreaker and a peaked cap, standing seven or eight meters away from the uncle.
"Hey, Sayuri, what are you looking at?" Linhua frowned slightly, followed Lilyhua's line of sight, and saw an uncle in a daze, his expression immediately became subtle:
"Who is that uncle who seems to have lost his job? Is he an acquaintance of yours?"
"No..." Lily Hua shook her head and watched the strange stories surrounding her gradually move away from her position and start to surround the uncle. She wisely kept her mouth shut.
But at this moment, the uncle suddenly took out a plastic box from his bag!
"Transform!"
"Ghost talk control!"
A strange sound effect suddenly exploded in the street. Before Lily could realize anything, Linhua suddenly let out an exaggerated shout——
"Fake... Kamen Rider?!"
After the words fell, the eyes of countless passers-by were instantly focused on it. They saw the decadent uncle inserting a crystal card exuding an ominous atmosphere into the plastic box that had turned into a belt. As the devices on both sides of the box were squeezed, a large amount of strange substances emerged from it. It spread out from the box and completely enveloped him.
"Kamen Rider! It's Kamen Rider! Sayuri, that's Kamen Rider! This is the first time I've seen a real Kamen Rider!"
Rinka looked at the transformed Kamen Rider on the street, her eyes almost shining, but at this time Lilyka was far less relaxed than Rinka, because in her eyes, she could clearly see that this Kamen Rider was... Confront the ghost story.
However, this situation soon changed, because with the fluctuations caused by Kamen Rider's transformation, the surrounding environment seemed to be in some kind of chaos.
Then, screams suddenly came from the mouths of the onlookers——
"Unbelievable!"
"Is it a weird story?!"
"Run!"
"Kamen Rider save me!"
"What happened?" Bai Hehua murmured and asked. Feng Xue, who was still watching the Kamen Rider, was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said thoughtfully:
"Perhaps the process of Kamen Rider 'breaking into the other side of the world as a human being (the protagonist doesn't know the word permanent world, so he uses the word "the opposite side of the world" to describe it) was observed, and these people were able to see the strange story of the other side of the world, right?"
Regarding the resurrection time, this issue is more complicated.
You can think of this as a mold pouring process similar to glue dripping.
Resurrection must first have a mold, and then the raw materials must be in place. Afterwards, it must go through many steps such as vacuuming, solidification, and polishing to complete the resurrection.
After the death of Kaitan, the Fire of Kaitan will become a mold (metaphorically, there is not really such a mold), and it will passively collect its own cognition as raw materials to fill it.
When the quantity of raw materials is sufficient, the resurrection process will begin.
The larger the mold (the setting is large) and the more refined it is (the setting is complex), the higher the quality requirements of the raw materials. If the quantity is small, the mold cannot be completely filled, and if the quality is poor, all the characteristics of the mold cannot be accurately restored.
When this point is met, a vacuum must be drawn to expel the bubbles in the raw materials (to remove impurities in [consciousness]).
The last step is to wait for the raw materials to slowly solidify and take shape.
Just like the larger the glue, the slower it solidifies, the larger the volume of the ghost talk, the longer it takes for [Consciousness] to completely solidify.
Even after solidification, some grinding, polishing, and modification are required before it can truly be resurrected perfectly.
(End of chapter)
