Hell Paradise from Naruto

"strategy?"

"When the Yiwozuo comes, can you three go up to it?"

Mo Chen touched Bo Zai's little head and said indifferently.

"you……"

Upon hearing this, Amber was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her eyebrows stood up and she glared at Mo Chen.

But just when she wanted to continue saying something, she was stopped by Qin's gesture.

"You and I both know the strength of Yi Wo Zuo."

"The Flame Pillar alone is completely incapable of dealing with it. With the help of the contractors from the Necromantic Paradise, I'm afraid the Yiwozai can kill Tanjiro in one glance..."

"I think that my strength is not enough. Even if the three of us and Yanzhu fight together, we can only last a few more rounds, and there is no way to save the situation of defeat."

"Then when the time comes, won't you and I have no choice but to wait to be wiped out by the paradise?"

Qin's thin golden eyebrows were raised slightly, and she said calmly on her face.

"so what?"

"Let Ah Chuan, Yan Zhu and I deal with Yi Wo Zuo?"

"You and Tanjiro and the others are going to deal with the contractors of the Paradise of the Dead?"

Mo Chen teased, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

"Based on our combat capabilities, this deployment is the most reasonable!"

Qin's expression remained unchanged and she said seriously.

"Ah!"

"Reasonable?"

"Yi Wo Zuo is very interested in converting Yan Zhu into a ghost. He didn't show his true strength at all when fighting Yan Zhu."

"If Achuan and I join, it will arouse Yiwozuo's true fighting spirit. Do you think we can withstand Yiwozuo who is going all out?"

Mo Chen now had an unceremonious and sarcastic tone.

They were not worried that Anjuro and Tanjiro would eavesdrop on the conversation, because they were using Eastern Common Language in the real world at this time. Before activating the translation function of Paradise, even if Tanjiro and the others had excellent ears, they would not hear what they heard. It's just a weird 'dialect'.

"Or……"

"Let us die together with Yiwozuo and wait until dawn... is your real intention?!"

Mo Chen's voice instantly cooled down, and wisps of white electric light began to appear on his body surface.

"where!"

After Qin personally felt Mo Chen's 'pressure', she had an intuitive understanding of Mo Chen's strength. She quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Since we are all assigned to perform guard tasks, we are destined!"

"Of course we have to stay together and tide over the difficulties together!"

"Isn't it true that those who are able work harder..."

Mo Chen sneered disdainfully.

"Able people should do more work?"

"Let you just sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor?!"

"Why?"

"Because you are women? Or are you students?"

"Do I have to pay for the postage?!"

Mo Chen leaned back generously on the seat.

In fact, when he saw these three "cos girls" of the Knights of the West Wind, he felt bad.

In the park, some contractors, after choosing certain enhancement paths, will also change their physical characteristics to the same as the original characters in the plot through the park's "head exchange service".

Mo Chen felt that these people often had some psychological problems, just like those plastic surgery enthusiasts in real life in the past.

Of course, some of them changed into the appearance of the Empress, Saber, Emilia, Rem, and Mai Sakurajima... just to collect some kind of service fee.

But in the cruel dark paradise, most of these guys who can't even strengthen their own will can't go very far.

“Equal pay for equal work!”

"More work, more pay!"

"This is the simplest and most straightforward truth!"

"If you want Achuan and I to deal with Yiwozuo, it's very simple..."

"Half of the harvest you get from killing the contractors of Death Paradise will be given to us!"

"In addition, my mission is only to protect the protagonist group. If I want to protect you by the way..."

"I have to pay more!"

“Pay-per-view!”

Mo Chen picked up Bo Zai, crossed his legs, crossed his legs, and placed Bo Zai on his right thigh.

"you……"

Facing Mo Chen's merciless words, even Qin, who prided herself on being dignified and elegant, her face became ugly and full of anger.

"Correct!"

"The team should work harder and get more rewards! What Mo Chen said makes sense!"

"Why didn't I think of this before..."

Agawa agreed excitedly from the side.

Mo Chen's words seemed to wake him up. When he was assigned tasks by the team in the past, he was always told about 'team spirit', 'basic moral cultivation of contractors', and 'young people should exercise more'. To prevaricate.

"Sister Qin!"

"Let's go!"

"There's no point in cooperating with these two ignorant guys!"

"With just the three of us, we will definitely be able to survive this mission safely..."

Amber, who had a rather impatient temper, couldn't hold it back any longer. She stood up directly, pointed at Mo Chen's nose and shouted loudly.

Her actions succeeded in attracting the attention of Tanjiro and others.

But fortunately, the conductor walked into this compartment at this time.

"Trouble, please show your ticket!"

The train conductor was wearing a black uniform, with the brim of his hat pulled down so low that no passengers noticed his lifeless face, as if he was a zombie controlled by someone.

Da~da~da...

The conductor 'dragged' his body, walked slowly, and then checked the tickets of Anjuro, Tanjiro and others one by one.

When the conductor walked towards Mo Chen, Amber showed a worried look. She knew the development of the plot and knew very well that this ticket was the medium that triggered the 'nightmare'...

If the contractors like them also fall into the "sweet dream" by then, who will be able to protect the protagonist group?

Just when the conductor stretched out his palm to ask for a ticket.

Suddenly.

The lights in the carriage suddenly flickered.

After an exchange of dark and yellow lights, a man with two faces squeezed into one face stood in the middle of the carriage with long, pointed hair on his head.

"what!!"

Faced with such a weird scene, the ordinary passenger could only scream at the top of his lungs, hoping that the ghost would be frightened away by his high-decibel voice, or that he would be torn into pieces as soon as possible because he was too noisy.

Anjuro's tall figure stood upright with a whoosh. He flicked the haori covered with flame patterns, and then pulled out the Nichirin sword from his waist.

"If you dare to hurt any innocent person, I won't let you go easily!"

Anjuro said loudly to the ghost, as if he was issuing a death sentence.

"The Breath of Flame? Type One..."

call!

It seemed as if pots of bonfires suddenly burst into flames in the carriage, and there seemed to be flame lines in the middle of these bonfires that connected them together.

"Shiranui!"