Yokohama Survival Guide

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The authenticity of the self is always one of the constant puzzles that human beings are eager to pursue.

Pulling aside the half-person-high wormwood, the orange-haired young man took the lead as a matter of course, taking the role of opening up wasteland.

And you, silently followed behind the man, looking in a trance.I don't know when, but you have become used to walking with this little man with orange hair.It is an exaggeration to say that he has even become like a shadow in the air.

'It's not a good sign...but, whatever! '

Your brain is in a mess, and you can't even smile wryly when you think of the destination of this trip and the meaning behind it.

Behind the weeds is the former site of the famous Max Planck Institute of Biology - in the mid-90s, the bombing of World War II forced the institute to move to Göttingen.Of course, this is not the point. The reason why you and Zhongye gave up their vacation and rushed overnight from the summer resort of Sicily to the abandoned research institute thousands of miles away is entirely because of the compensation given by Pengo Li. 【Note [-]】

Recalling the origin of the incident, you really have mixed feelings——

"Mr. Darmstadt, thank you very much for your help."

You helped the embarrassed brown-haired leader onto the stone chair, and he was the last person present to be lifted up.This made the Prison Temple next to him feel extremely uncomfortable.But apart from blowing his beard and staring, and still being affected by neurotoxins, he has no way to change the status quo.

After all, this is a little revenge from you.Of course, this point was also tacitly understood by those present.

"It's a little effort, and I hope Mr. Godfather doesn't take it to heart," you said sincerely, and even emphasized it, "It would be better if you can ignore us little people."

However, Chuya beside you disagreed very much. He patted you, and then explained to the brown-haired leader Chen Ken: "Please forgive his rudeness, Mr. Sawada. This guy is just used to being free. It was not intended to be provocative."

Saying this, the orange-haired youth didn't even look displeased.He has just been forced to fight, but he doesn't hate the culprit at all. This kind of performance, whether it is open-minded or stupid, makes you angry!

Hearing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled gently, extremely harmless.Can't see it at all, the aggressive face in the grotesque drama:

"You don't worry too much, Mr. Zhongyuan. As I said before, you and the port organization have won the friendship of Vengley. We will always be grateful for your efforts on this trip, and we will go through fire and water if we ask for it. "

Zhongye declined politely: "You are welcome. This is just part of the covenant. Boss sent me to Sicily this time to deal with the heretics. I just completed the due work." There was a flash of hesitation, "But if it is convenient, could you please tell me why I quickly regained my sanity after using the dirt this time?"

"I'm not sure about this, but I think Mrs. Alia can answer your questions." The brown-haired leader said frankly.

Very tacit understanding, Aliya took over the task of answering:

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I speculate that it is because of some targeted mechanism, the target mechanism."

"Target mechanism?" Zhong was also confused and chewed the word.

Aliya was very calm, and she talked eloquently: "Yes, although it is a bit impolite, you must admit that there is a huge difference between you and normal humans. As a purposeful experimental product, your birth was given a specific Meaningful." At this point, the woman was keenly aware of the audience's confusion, and quickly gave a simple and easy-to-understand example, "You can imagine what it would be like if long-distance launch nuclear weapons did not have a supporting positioning and navigation system." Disaster? For the developers of weapons, the power of attack is always positively related to the accuracy of navigation... Just like the low-power artillery in the ancient industrial age does not need guidance, precision and power are two sides of the same coin, and no one wants to destroy it. own weapon."

"so……"

"Yes, you are not only a dangerous containment object, but also a weapon carefully manufactured by the Foundation." Recalling the text in the file, Alia showed a pitiful smile, "This is an advance plan for unspeakable threats, so as a Safety lock, the only target of that power can only be the existence that carries a special meme."

Zhong also suddenly realized, he murmured: "Is it the wrong use... that will cause it to get out of control?"

That power was not originally developed for human beings, so researchers who try to challenge the authority of gods must of course beware of its excessive abuse.This is the essence of filth, and it is the other side of its supernatural powers that Zhongyuanzhong has never thought about.

"...Actually, we thought you should have died." Although Aliya tried her best to be tactful, her next words still sounded harsh. Right? This, this is unreasonable..."

"...Because I happened to touch a lock." After a moment of silence, the orange-haired youth replied.

"...No, [the gods cannot create a rock that they cannot lift]," the prophet was dripping with cold sweat. She thought of the young ultimate anti-abnormal ability user in the information, biting her lip, her tone was extremely unnatural, " From a certain point of view, the current you have even changed the safety lock, which is not something that ordinary people can do! It is impossible for ordinary shackles to overcome the power from this dreamland, Mr. Zhongyuan... You'd better pay more attention, The most terrifying thing in this world is always the unknown."

"Thank you for the information, Mrs. Elijah."

Saying this, the orange-haired youth had a dull expression, and he didn't know what he thought of.

You are also in an ice cellar, and Aaliyah's hint is too obvious.

If she didn't lie, then what is the nature of Mr. Dazai!

After talking about gratitude and the mutual watch between the organizations, it was finally time to say goodbye.

So, the brown-haired leader smiled and blinked and hinted: "Then, please enjoy the holidays in Sicily to the fullest. As long as you are in Vengley's sphere of influence, you can enjoy the top treatment!"

After speaking, he turned around and planned to leave with his deputy.

Seeing this, Zhongyuan Zhong also asked without hesitation: "Mr. Sawada, please tell me one more thing."

This man, who clearly distinguishes between public and private, finally ended the dialogue time belonging to the organization, and took the initiative to start a pursuit for his own purpose.

"Huh? What do you want to know?"

"It's this guy, both you and Mrs. Alicia have said that J, that is, Darmstadt, he is not an outsider." Different from the indifference when talking about his past, at this moment, Zhong is also a little anxious , the blue eyes flashed with uneasy light, "What's going on here? Could it be that the security personnel of the research institute are also related?"

Although it was a question, Zhong also knew that the answer was absolutely no.

He asked this question because he just wanted to know the real reason.

"Sorry, we don't know much about this."

Contrary to Chuya's expectations, it is different from the full confidence when you mentioned "dirty" before; when you mentioned your past, the duo who always acted as if they were holding wisdom beads were actually a little awkward and uncertain.

"That's not the research done during the Third World War... Even, we are not sure whether this [Mr. Darmstadt] is the one in the intelligence... After all, they are too different, ahem," Sawada Gang Ji took the initiative to explain. He glanced at you, coughed, and added, not very embarrassed, "But if you are interested, you can go to the intelligence research institute to find out. Although our intelligence personnel have conducted several reconnaissance, but there may also be some missing information. If necessary, other intelligence support can also be obtained from the local Vengley stronghold," said here, he took the pen and paper handed over by the prison temple, and hurriedly wrote down an address , and handed it over to the waiting Chuya.

"I wish you all the best, my friend."

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The memory ends.

That's why you're here on the outskirts of Darmstadt.

Arriving in Frankfurt last night and turning around overnight, the two of you can be said to have arrived at this forest area in the southwest of Darmstadt by the light of dawn.

It was still early in the morning, and the forest was foggy.

And the two of you are about to shuttle through the lush grass and visit the former site of the mysterious research institute mentioned in Vengley's information.

This is a mysterious adventure initiated by the orange-haired youth, just to explore the secret travel you have experienced in the past.

Maybe it's because of the closeness to the hometown?

You lowered your head slightly, staring at the swaying orange hair tail in front of you from the corner of your eye, and asked softly:

"Hello, Chuya."

The response was the usual voice: "Ah? What's the matter, J?"

"Should I really know about the past? Or, will our trip have some unpredictable consequences?" With a trembling tone, your hesitation was as conspicuous as a panicked mosquito flying in the grass, "I I don’t want to ruin the present, so it’s good to live in such ignorance and peace, didn’t you also say that no matter what kind of past I bear, I am me. People have to live in the present.”

Hearing your words, Chuya stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, looked at you calmly, and said slowly:

"J, I've heard a saying that from the moment of birth to the end of death, everything that a person can encounter is determined by him in advance." [Note [-]]

Like a statue of compassion, or a priest who pronounces the sentence on behalf of the heavens, the orange-haired young man folded his hands on his chest with absolute certainty,

"The shadows of the past are already haunting you, these unknowable things are surrounding you tightly, J. I don't know where your uneasiness comes from, but time and fate cannot be calculated, my friend. "Speaking in this way, the gloved hands pressed on your arms, as firm as iron clamps. "Either you conquer it, or you are crushed by it. There is absolutely no third possibility."

It is obviously a very cold judgment, but for some reason,

Zhong Ye's words are conveyed to your mind, but it makes you feel extra warm.

It magically helps you settle down and stop feeling lost.

'Right.These are nothing but undead from the past.With the help of this person, what is invincible? '

Thinking of this, you took a deep breath, exhaled the boredom in your chest, and nodded fiercely.

Farther away, the gate of the Max Planck Institute of Biology has already waved to you...

The author has something to say:

I’m not late, chatting with Mr. 2333333, I received it, comrades, there will be an episode of Zhongye, but it’s similar to Bailan’s, and it’s closer to the characters recalling the past. It’s interspersed with events in Germany, but it’s an Italian script. Ending a period of chaos and starting a new chapter~~~ Do you understand the setting of filth?

This chapter is the foreshadowing before the official adventure, ah, ah, note [-] is a joke, the research institute is not really here; note [-] comes from my beloved Borges hehehe

Today's question: Everyone can guess why Alia is so afraid of Dazai [Black Mud Spirit Lives in Baili] 233333

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