Gin is doing charity again today [Comprehensive]

Squeeze out the last ounce of energy in your body and blast away the "beast farm", and the translucent building material immediately turns into crystal fragments, covering the deep seabed profusely, reflecting the crystal-like luster, which is a beautiful scenery.

Although fleeting.

Ibaraki breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time lost his strength and fell forward, and was quickly supported by Yimulianyanjiji beside him.

"Are you all right?" Ichimuren, whose height was just over Ibaraki's waist, supported him very lightly, as if holding a ball of cotton.

But in fact, he manipulated the wind to remove part of Ibaraki's weight. If it wasn't for the fact that there was very little wind in the water, he would be able to lift Ibaraki, who was several times his size, without using his hands.

Yimulian is the rescuer brought by Natsume, and it is also one of the arrangements before Qinjiu and Baima Tan went to the Hongmen Banquet.They don't know whether they can break the fortress where these monsters are imprisoned with the power of Ibaraki and Pippi Shrimp, but at least they are prepared and they just use it.

The crystal wall was broken, and the monsters who were imprisoned by the aliens woke up one by one, looking blankly at their bodies that had lost their confinement, not knowing how to react for a while.They are like young children just born from the mother's womb. Without the shackles, they have no ability to move.

Without time to explain to them, Ibaraki and Yimulian looked at each other, and teamed up to drag the confused monsters out of the water, using the lost and recovered vast world and fresh air to forcefully break their turtle shells, forcing them to wake up from the chaos.

The night is dark, and often it seems unreasonable.However, in the eyes of the escaped monsters, the endless night sky is more intimate than the light that has not been felt for a long time, and it is more like salvation, so that when they float on the surface of the sea, they tremble and are very excited.

"Let's go." Ibaraki's brows and eyes couldn't hide the tiredness, and he still cheered up to drive away those monsters who were staring at the sky obsessively, as if they were in a dream, a little impatient, "You are free, for now. If you don't want to be arrested again Go back and act as the energy source to keep that strange thing in the sky running, and run away as far as you can when the people who have the ability to catch you can't get away."

His words were like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, the volume was not high, but it was deafening in the ears of the monsters.

They didn't dare to delay, they propped up their frail and bony bodies and spread out in all directions, stepping on the sea water to escape from this place quickly, wishing they didn't have a few more legs, so that they could escape to the ends of the earth quickly.

Watching the escaped monsters run away from sight, Yimulian heaved a short sigh of relief, carefully holding Ibaraki's forearm and suggested: "Let's go ashore too, we've done what Lord Gin told us."

Ibaraki ignored him, his eyes were fixed on the fortress above his head, his muscles tensed and loosened, and he kept restraining his urge to punch the seemingly weak exit.

Of course he knew that his beloved friend was suffering inside, but he was unable to save him.

For Ibaraki, there is no reality more poignant than this.

"...Let's go."

His voice was suppressed to a hoarse, Ibaraki closed his eyes, and flew to the shore cruelly, deciding to trust Gin's ability and promise.In any case, the human promised to rescue Shuten, and Ibaraki only hoped that he would keep his word.

Pippi Xiajing rubbed his temples thoughtfully to show comfort.

When Ibaraki felt distressed and frustrated by Shuten's current situation and his inability to save people himself, there were harsh alarms inside the fortress because he and Ichimokuren teamed up to let go of the monsters that acted as energy in the "Beast Field".

The fortress is the base of aliens on the earth. It has been built for 700 years, and it was not exposed to the eyes of the world until recently due to a serious shortage of energy sources.Those monsters who were taken out for the euphemistic name of letting the wind out were actually just suffering in another place, maybe it would be better to stay in a petri dish for comfort.

Now Ibaraki has released most of their only "energy", and the energy supply in the fortress is insufficient, so many functions are automatically turned off, including the projection of a woman who appeared in front of Gin, and those who arrogantly questioned Gin for a long time found their figure "呵啦"呲啦" flashing, the expression is very wonderful.

Unintentionally exploring how Gin escaped from the parallel time and space, the woman stared at him through gritted teeth, like staring at her own immortal enemy, wishing to eat his flesh and blood: "What did you do?"

Gin lowered his long eyelashes, took out a box of chocolate bars that Amuro Toru or Akai Shuichi put in from his pocket, knocked out a "crack bang bang" and kept biting, with that calm and breezy expression The appearance is really indescribable.

"I just give freedom to those things that don't belong to you. Apart from that, I have nothing to do." Qin Jiu raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was tainted with coldness and blood, which is his usual expression before killing people, " Even if monsters are inferior products that were eliminated in the process of "natural selection" on the earth, it has nothing to do with you outsiders."

The woman laughed back angrily.

Her appearance is really outstanding, the smile full of anger is not ferocious, but the fairy energy is gone, gentle and charming, the more angry she is, the brighter her eyes shine.

"Do you want to know, in the past 700 years, how many 'inferior products' we have consumed in your mouth? There are too many to count." The expression is calm, not embarrassed, "Perhaps the people on earth should thank us. After all, without our hunting, how could you escape from the slavery of monsters so quickly? What you call 'natural selection', we are the 'heaven' .”

"Oh, so what?" Qin Jiu said in a straightforward tone that would piss people off, "You guys don't even have the energy to maintain your own existence now?"

The woman sneered: "But I have Shuten-douji. With him alone, he can stand up to hundreds of ordinary monsters, and can completely guarantee that the fortress will not collapse for ten years."

"Since he's so good, why didn't you guys use it before? Why would you rather use inferior 'energy' instead of his better choice?" Gin shook his head, "Don't tell me he's a backup energy source, if he can Use it, you've already drained him to get enough energy to leave Earth."

The more high-end technological products, the higher the energy requirements.Either quality or quantity, with few surprises.For details, see Power Consumption of Smartphones and Elderly Phones.

Of course, except for the cosmic god machine Nokia, which is a creation of God outside the rules.

These aliens were forced to descend on the earth, and Gin has every reason to believe that the reason why they built fortresses and studied aliens was to obtain enough energy to leave this primitive civilization that they saw as useless.

But after they seized Jiu Tun, they still wasted hundreds of years.

The woman's complexion was very ugly, and then Qin Jiu said something that made his complexion even more ugly.

"In the final analysis, you are just pawns under the control of others, and you can only play prestige in front of me." Stuffing the last piece of chocolate into his mouth, Gin licked his index finger without blinking, "Believe it or not, As long as I walk into the third room and say what I have to say, will this stage that you worked so hard to set up completely collapse?"

Hearing this, the woman's eyes flickered, first revealing a touch of resentment, and then returning to calm.

Robotic cold calm.

"Then you go." The woman's projection was annihilated inch by inch from her feet up, "I also want to know how much you know."

Chess pieces should have the self-awareness of chess pieces, and they should not overpower others.

She has accomplished her task.

……

Bai Matan walked into the empty reception room, there was only one screen in it, there was no person he came here to meet, and there was nothing else.

That screen floated lonely in mid-air, emitting a deep light coldly.There are light spots on it that gather, scatter, gather again, and scatter again, repeating this same process, never tired of it.Obviously very boring, but Baima Tan couldn't take his eyes off.

He stroked his throat—the nausea from the holographic influence just now hadn't disappeared.He rubbed his stomach again—he vomited out all his dinner, and he was a little hungry right now.

I really want to go back early, and then drag the gin to catch up on supper.

I heard that there is a restaurant nearby that has excellent sushi taste, and the Okonomiyaki is also very authentic.

Baima Tantianma Xingkong diverged his thoughts, and it took several minutes before he remembered his purpose for coming here.Clearing his throat, he raised his voice as politely as possible: "Is anyone there?"

As soon as the words fell, the light on the screen gathered together in a "swoosh", barely outlining a human face, which startled the unprepared Baima Tan.

"White Horse Detective...is that right?" The face on the screen smiled kindly, without a trace of danger, "Welcome to the reception room."

Baima Tan returned with a friendly smile: "Hello. What's your name?"

"I don't have an earth name. If you don't understand my real name, just call me Mr. It is said that this is one of the more commonly used names among many human beings." He blinked, no threat from his appearance, and of course There is not much sincerity, "Mr. Baiba is a diplomat sent by the Japanese government to have talks with us-I think it should be called that. I don't know what you want to talk to us about?"

"As I said, the basis of the transaction is to get what we need. What we want here—" Bai Matan curled his lips, his smile was still there, but there was a bit of disdain, "You know, but I don't know you guys. What do you need. Energy? No, we can't afford it, and if we had it, you wouldn't be thinking of monsters."

The subtext is: You have already snatched it away.

The man chuckled and nodded: "I like talking to smart people, so that means we have no deal to do, right?"

"Theoretically, that's true." Before the topic started, it was declared over. Tan Baima frowned with some trouble, and lightly tapped the center of his brows, "However... the situation facing Mr. is much more severe than ours."

The people on earth just lost a dispensable drug, but without energy support, the aliens' technology is useless. I don't know how long they can live here.

"Mr. Baima is right. Our only remaining energy source was destroyed in your hands, and we have indeed lost our way of life. But it is more than enough to make this fortress explode and sink half of the earth." The man wrote lightly, as if what he was going to do It is not a major event to set a civilization back at least a hundred years, but to brush off the dust on the cuffs.

The white horse sniffed the words, instead of being angry, he smiled, and his cheerful appearance was very heartless: "The earth has encountered several catastrophes, and every time there were creatures who survived tenaciously. Natural disasters are like this, let alone man-made disasters? But Mr. The price is 700 years of hard work in vain, and at the same time, there is no scum left. It is hard to say who will suffer more, and both sides will suffer. More importantly, you have to be wiped out together with the existence that you regard as an ant—”

There was a little anger on that handsome face, it was obvious that Bai Ma Tan's words hit his sore spot.

These aliens have always shown extreme conceit, looked down on earthlings, looked down on monsters, were high above the ground, innocent in their eyes, and did not take life seriously at all.

They ignore the morality of the earth because they don't think it matters - just like humans don't care about the inherent rules among ants.

However, just as it is difficult for human beings to accept the cost of their lives in order to kill half a nest of ants, they have devoted themselves to research for thousands of years, how can they be willing to die together and fall short?

People's hearts and human nature are interlinked, and aliens are also human beings.

At this point in the conversation, the positions of the two were finally on the same plane.You are a desperado, I am dead, who has a sense of superiority over whom?Anyway, they all have to die in the end.

"Well, I apologize to you for my previous decision." The man smiled again, and there was a sincere sincerity in the smile, "We can seek common ground while reserving differences, at least—— we can live together. As you said, Take what you need."

Baima Tan also nodded with a smile: "Then please tell me about your needs, sir."

……

Gin pushed open the door of the third room, and several rows of wall lamps on the wall lit up quickly as the door opened, without reducing the brightness at all due to lack of energy.

The research room, which has been shrouded in darkness all year round, finally revealed its whole picture, but it was monotonously empty, only the tall glass vessel stood in a corner, flaunting its presence unscrupulously.

The person in the dish has loose red hair and seems to have been in a deep sleep for thousands of years. Although the vital signs are strong, he is motionless. It is more magical than the sculptures of famous artists, but it is a pity that it is too cold.

Gin frowned, walked to the glass vessel, and reached out to touch the smooth surface.His original intention was to test the hardness of the glass dish, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, a large amount of memory flooded in, squeezing his brain to swell.

He saw a lot of things that he didn't know before, related to himself, but it was the experience of Shuten.

600 years ago, Gin opened a monster restaurant, Green Tsudo, in Heian-kyo, which was not considered prosperous at that time.He is the boss and the chef, and the helpers are all big monsters, the kind of big monsters who are so arrogant that they will beat the guests violently if they disagree with each other.But the business has been very good, because he cooks delicious food.

——This is what he knew, but what he didn't know was that those aliens had already targeted him at that time, because the weapons he carried were essentially high-tech products issued by Yu Suki.

At that time, the aliens had just crash-landed on the earth, and the energy was still sufficient, so they just stared at him and did not launch an attack.

Three years later, Gin returned to the Heian era and left with Akai Shuichi and others.

For many years after that, Shuten and Ibaraki lived inseparably in this world.After a retreat from human beings, Shuten even forgot about Ibaraki and Gin. Until the end of the Warring States Period, monsters began to be rejected by the rules of heaven and earth.

——Shuten encounters an alien who has run out of energy.

Since then, he has started an uninterrupted escape career.He was caught as an experiment again and again, and tried to escape again and again.Seeing his own kind quickly perish at the hands of others, he finally chose to protect Pippi Shrimp, and returned to the fortress by himself.

If he serves as the core energy source of the fortress, the other monsters will die a little slower, maybe they can wait until the day when the will of the willows and the flowers are bright.

It's not that he is righteous and likes to sacrifice himself for others, it's because this world is too cruel to monsters.

After a long time, Shuten also inadvertently learned from the two alien populations that he was just a substitute, and their initial goal was Gin with high-tech weapons.

It was one of their excuses to ridicule and provoke him. When they were bored, they would use this to tease him to pass the time.

Later, for some reason, it developed into a separation between him and Qin Jiu. Between the lines and the inside and outside of the words, it was hoped that he would hate Qin Jiu.It's best if they don't die endlessly, killing each other.

It's a pity that Jiu Tun can't eat this set.

So what if another generation has suffered?Along the way, what was not his choice?Since it's your choice, what's there to hate?On the contrary, he was glad that it was his rough skin and thick flesh that fell into the hands of aliens, not the thin skin and tender flesh of gin.

What's more, after eating so many meals made with gin, wouldn't it be reasonable to pay him back a little?

However, after 200 years of support, Shuten gradually couldn't bear it anymore.He is indeed powerful, but he also has a limit. The demon power is drawn day after day, and his vitality is lost little by little. After a while, he will run out of fuel and burn out.

Because those aliens have not yet figured out how to use his demon power to make the fortress jump in space and leave this universe, so they wasted their endless years and Shuten's limited life.

The torrent of memory gradually faded away, and Qin Jiu opened his eyes, his expression first became complicated, and then became cold and hard.

"If Ibaraki finds out that I indirectly caused you to suffer so much, my legs will be discounted for him. It's really not worth it." Withdrawing his hand, Gin chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes, "In order to make up , I will rescue you."

"By the way—it's getting colder, this unsightly performance art should be dismantled quickly. What do you think?" He took out the weapon that had turned into a water gun again, and slapped the gin forward, crystal clear The waterline of his body drew a clear arc in the air, "My dear boss, number 97."