savior of the world

Fireworks ignited in the city, and all the plants grew wantonly as if they were summoned.Quan Zhi was lying on the window sill, her slender and white fingers picked up the branches and leaves of the bushes.

They were pruned extremely neatly yesterday, but today they seem to have gotten rid of some kind of shackles and started to grow wantonly.

09 frowned and stared into the distance—as a silicon-based life, its vision is completely different from that of humans.Those high walls and buildings could not block its sight, and chaos and screams filled the entire city.

[This city is cursed,] 09 retracted his gaze, and said: [Those curses are hidden in all the plants.When did this subplane have such powerful abilities? 】

If there is such a level of supernatural ability, the previous administrator should not have recorded it.

[It's a combination. 】Quan Zhi withdrew her hand, the tender bud entangled her finger reluctantly, and was torn off by the strength of her hand.

The moment the bud was torn off, a scratch-like mark appeared on her arm.Quan Zhi didn't care either - it's just that this level of mental influence couldn't make her fall into hallucinations.

She rolled up her sleeves and looked at the mark on her arm: 【This is Yumeno Kusaku's supernatural ability. 】

09 looked at the imprint on Quan Zhi's arm, and his face became a little ugly: [When will his supernatural ability be able to curse people from afar? 】

It has also read the information of Yumeno Hisaku. According to the information, although the opponent has a rare passive ability, his passive ability has preconditions.

Quan Zhi put down her sleeves, and pinched her brows instead: [Yumeno Hisaku's supernatural ability really shouldn't be so strong, so there are other pushers behind the scenes. 】

[Let's go out and have a look. 】

She picked up her umbrella, turned it lightly, and the umbrella turned into a bowler hat; Quan Zhi put the hat on her head with one hand, and walked out of the room.

The outside was far more chaotic than Quan Zhi imagined. As soon as she went out, she saw a car flying across her eyes; judging by the speed, the person behind the steering wheel in the car might have gone crazy.

Hearing a huge explosion, Quan Zhi turned his head and saw that the car had crashed into another car across the road.Flames blazed everywhere, and smoke mixed with the smell of burning came out.

The smile on Quan Zhi's face was slightly restrained.She raised her hand to the brim of her hat, her tone was flat: [Scan vital signs. 】

09 glanced at the pile of ruins: [The vital signs are weak, and cannot be saved. 】

[Unless the medical team from the bureau is present - based on the speed at which their vitality is depleted, even if the medical team arrives, they will not be able to save them. 】

Quan Zhi immediately looked away and stopped paying attention to the pile of ruins.She unfolded the city plan map, and an area in the center of the city was marked with a large area of ​​red; this meant that there were a large number of supernatural power fluctuations there.

[The energy reaction is very strong,] 09's face became serious: [This distorted power is infinitely close to the main line of the plane and even the meaning of the son of the plane itself. There is still a false god lurking in this plane... If If it is not handled well, it may lead to the birth of a second false god! 】

If there is no false god lurking in this plane, this accident will at most destroy part of the will of the plane.As long as the entire plane is not destroyed, it can naturally take a long time to gradually repair itself.

But on this subplane lurks false gods from elsewhere.

Quan Zhi slid the map, and moved another relatively weak energy area: there was a red mark there, which was Dostoevsky, whom she had paid special attention to before.

After the satellite locked the position, the tattoo on her left wrist lit up, and the restless red energy enveloped her; with this supernatural ability, Quan Zhi lightly shuttled among the tall buildings.

At the same time, above the sky of Yokohama City——

The parachute was shot down and Atsushi Nakajima was forced to land.But relying on the strength he borrowed from the white tiger, he stubbornly resisted the pressure of falling from a high altitude; the young man didn't dare to delay, he knew that there was a gun above his head pointing at him just around the corner.

Sure enough, Atsushi Nakajima stood up, and several bullets almost sank into the floor as they brushed the back of his head.The boy who turned into a white tiger broke out in a cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and got up quickly—he wanted to deliver the doll to Mr. Dazai immediately!

not far away.

Quan Zhi lightly landed on a ruin.A mad man rushed over with red eyes, and before he had time to rush up to the ruins, Quan Zhi who jumped down held his neck.

She exerted a little force with her hands, and the man quickly passed out.Quan Zhi let go of his hand, and turned his gaze to the distance, where a few shuttles were chasing the half-tiger-turned boy.

Quan Zhi's red-gold pupils flashed a huge data flow, she took off her hat, and said calmly and quickly: [Information interference. 】

09 immediately became excited after hearing it: [Okay! 】

Tentacles composed of huge data streams, which cannot be seen by human naked eyes, rushed to the sky at a crazy speed, densely wrapping the cockpit; The device is in a malfunctioning state!

Mark Twain, who was in the cockpit, was stunned for a moment.He looked at the malfunctioning screen and scratched his head: "These machines shouldn't be at the end of their lives, right?"

"Of course not!" Huck, his supernatural life form, shouted loudly: "I can feel that something is shielding them!"

"Forget it," Mark shrugged, and adjusted his gun again: "Anyway, I don't rely on these machines to aim..."

Before he finished speaking, Tom, who had been parked beside him, also yelled, "Mark! Be careful!"

It's a pity that his reminder was still a step late; the windshield of the aircraft was knocked open from the outside, and Mark pointed the gun at the uninvited guest for the first time—then he hesitated.

Because the face that caught off guard was so beautiful that Mark even forgot to attack at that moment.Immediately afterwards, he saw that extremely beautiful face smiling brightly at him.

It was an extremely sweet and lovely smile, so cute that Mark almost forgot that he was on the aircraft.

Quan Zhi pressed the muzzle of the gun with one hand, and at the same time shackled the shackles to Mark's wrist neatly!With that crisp 'click', the young man came back to his senses.

He gasped, feeling a dull pain in his head.Quan Zhi casually pushed the young man aside, and ordered 09: [Turn around, go to the red mark. 】

【clear! 】

09 snapped his fingers, and the huge data flow immediately penetrated into the entire aircraft like quicksand.

The instrument that had just failed quickly returned to normal, and a series of instructions were issued without being touched.Mark was dumbfounded: "Who the hell are you?"

Quan Zhi sat in the driver's seat with her legs crossed, without any sense of guilt for taking someone else's seat.When she heard Mark talking to herself, she was a little surprised: this guy was shackled, but he could still talk?Is his ability weak?

She looked at the other party again - Quan Zhi's scrutiny clearly made Mark feel a little uncomfortable.He looked down at the shackles on his wrist, and asked curiously: "What is this? I can feel that after wearing it, all my supernatural powers are invalid...Is it your new weapon?"

Seeing that the other party had almost no negative reaction except for the headache at the beginning, Quan Zhi also realized it at this time; the other party did not have a passive ability.

The "shackles" of the Administration Bureau sound very powerful, but in fact its main function is to target people with different abilities.If the person with the supernatural ability consciously suppresses the supernatural ability, then the shackles will not cause mental oppression to the person with the supernatural ability.

After Quan Zhi figured this out, she quickly lost interest in Mark.She looked away, ignored Mark, and just stared at the red mark on the projected map, her expression slightly solemn.

09 also frowned: [The target is constantly moving, even trying to counter-track our satellite. 】

[However, his attempt must be in vain. With such a serious technical gap in the fault, it is impossible for him to reverse track our satellite. 】

It is true that the satellite monitoring system of the Authority is derived from the best system calculated by big data, and a large number of human researchers have modified and adjusted it together.Hundreds of thousands of wisdom condense together to achieve the huge data flow system of the Administration Bureau.If a human can decipher it with any effort, 09 feels that his silicon-based life can be ignored.

Change it yourself, change it, let humans be infinite game hosts and forget it.

Quan Zhi pondered for a moment, and said: 【Stop tracking first. 】

09 was stunned: [This guy is very cunning, and he may have information about a false god on him, so we just let him go like this? 】

[Of course not,] Quan Zhi showed a sweet smile: [Let the satellite synchronize with the big screens in Yokohama, and play Dostoevsky under 24-hour surveillance in a loop. 】

09:【...would die socially, right? 】

Quan Zhi glanced at Mark who was thrown in the corner and was still trying to strike up a conversation with her.She immediately retracted her gaze, turned around and jumped out of the window.

The out-of-control aircraft quickly fell into the sea. Quan Zhi took off her hat and shook it lightly, turning into an umbrella and opening it.When the parasol was opened, the speed of her fall was immediately slowed down.

Lightly landed on the cross frame of the bridge, she smiled sweetly and cutely: 【I mean it~】

[More exposure to the sun is good for the body, especially for mice, it kills bacteria~]

09 shivered and drifted away silently.At this time, 09 would lament that Quan Zhi, the head of the second room, deserved his name—after all, other normal people really couldn't come up with such a heart-warming idea.

It coughed dryly and decided to change the subject: [Mark Twain fell into the sea, or did the life detector show that his vitality is still strong...]

[After all, he is a member of the group,] Quan Zhi shrugged and said: [Even without supernatural powers, his physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it is normal to be able to survive. 】

[But this is not important, our purpose is to solve the false god very quickly. 】

09 thought about it, and felt that what Quan Zhi said was right.It immediately left Mark behind, and called up the plane map again for Quanzhi: [We can indeed monitor the location of the rats in the dead house, but they are really too good at running.We can't catch them in a short period of time, but if we share their location and surveillance video on a 24-hour large screen, it will definitely attract a lot of enemies of the rats of the dead house, which can relieve a lot of our pressure. 】

[The rat in the house of death can be left alone for the time being. ] Quan Zhi didn't intend to put all her energy on the mouse of the dead house, she enlarged the red energy reaction area in the center: 【Our chance has come. 】

09 was taken aback: [What opportunity? 】

Quan Zhi raised the corner of her mouth, and smiled harmlessly: [The opportunity to poach the wall, our second room is not usually short of people.As you know, the selection criteria for the second room are rather special, suitable newcomers are hard to come by. 】

[From the first moment I saw Yumeno Hisaku, I felt that he would definitely pass the second room's entrance examination!A head counts as six points, and I can get a salary increase this month! 】

09: [...? 】

Meanwhile, the deep sea—

The aircraft crashed into the sea, and the sea water buffered the force of the fall.Even so, Mark was still beaten to pieces.

But fortunately, he has excellent physical fitness and quickly adjusted.Although the shackles on his hands could not be untied, Mark still easily got out of the cockpit.

When he was about to swim out of the sea, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist!At first Mark thought it was getting tangled in seaweed.Disapprovingly, he reached out and groped around his waist, trying to tear off those difficult seaweeds.

It turned out to be empty.

Startled, Mark lowered his head; the light on the bottom of the sea was rather dim, but he still clearly saw that there was nothing on his waist!

Although his eyes couldn't see anything, the touch on Mark's waist told him: he was indeed entangled by something!

And not only was he entangled, the other party was still trying to drag him down into the deep sea!

Mark struggled immediately, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of bubbles.Soon, the tightly wound suffocation spread to the whole body, the young man's eyes widened, and he fell into the endless abyss of the sea.

In a space beyond the reach of human sight, Mark was tightly wrapped by indescribable monsters.Its huge body squirmed, and it actually slowly took off the shackles on Mark's wrists!

The wriggling monster made a joyful voice: [I got it!Shackles - shackles -]

[That damned plane administrator finally made a fatal mistake. 】

Countless wriggling monsters cheered—they sometimes converged and sometimes separated, as if they were a whole, and they seemed to be countless twins.The ravings full of madness echoed throughout the bottom of the sea, and at the same time dragged Mark into a deeper abyss.

【kill him?This human is useless. 】

[No, we can't startle the snake, we still need a little patience. 】

【patience--】