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In remote South Africa, on a remote deserted island, a suspicious savage looks at a witch, with Mafia in a suit in between.

Osamu Dazai: I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car.

Before looking for Jin again, Osamu Dazai went to the stronghold of Mafia in the port to punch in a card, and very frankly gave the news that he would be missing for a year without worrying about it.

subordinate:!As expected of Mr. Dazai, in order to complete the mission, he did not hesitate to go undercover and go deep into the enemy's camp. We will never hold back Mr. Dazai!

Think about it, if you suddenly received a call from the local police in the middle of an exciting undercover operation: your mother thinks you have been missing for more than 24 hours, and we must call to confirm your safety.

When you hung up the phone, you looked up, and your undercover agent was looking at you with complicated eyes: What a good guy is Ma Baonan?We don't need babies to do things, you're fired!

How wronged!Mr. Dazai will definitely kill them if you say it!

"Okay Mr. Dazai, we understand, don't worry about missing, we will never go to the Lost and Found Bureau to report missing!" The boy in the black suit swore to the sky.

"?" Dazai Osamu pondered for a while, why did he think this was so strange?

It may be that the cultural customs are different.Osamu Dazai bid farewell to the local boys, and walked into the jungle alone with a suitcase under their adoring eyes of the western cowboys.

The dense banana leaves covered Dazai Osamu's figure, and an illusory figure rose up like smoke, and the toes lightly landed on the ground.

"Does it look good?" Lingling held the skirt and twirled it around. The black silk skirt was tied with colorful tassels, like an open umbrella on a rainy day, swirling water droplets.

The strings of silver bracelets on the girl's arms collided with crisp sounds, and the exotic style and divination witchcraft condensed together, chiseling a kind of magical beauty.

Unusual, out of place, mysterious beauty.

"It looks good." Osamu Dazai was carrying the suitcase with one hand, and his arm was bent so Ling Ling took his hand, "Why don't you want me to carry it this time?"

Obviously he was so lazy to walk when he was a curse spirit.

"Because it's a curse spirit," Lingling gestured solemnly, "carrying it on your body becomes the spirit behind it."

"What a cold joke." Osamu Dazai smiled awkwardly but politely, "Is that why you are dancing now?"

The dance of the sorceress = the great god, Osamu Dazai vaguely felt that he had grasped the logic of zero zero-that is, there was no logic.

"You understand." Ling Lingbi gave a thumbs up appreciatively, "I would like to give up my title of king of cold jokes to the master."

"Sounds really good, is there a coronation ceremony?" Osamu Dazai asked sideways.

The girl held Dazai Osamu's arm with one hand, and danced the simple and simple dance steps, and the smell of rosemary on the fabric was sometimes distant and close.

The sun shines through the dense jungle and casts staggered light spots and tree shadows. The darling of nature hums a lost song, like a butterfly flying among the leaves.

And Osamu Dazai... He felt that he was the pole in the pole dance, zero zero's hot dancing tool man.

Before turning into a real entity, Ling Ling swore: It is not surprising that the gypsy witch is in the world of hunters. Kim Fulishi will be as happy to see her as if he saw his family.

Osamu Dazai is dubious, and he has a deep understanding of the two-phase nature of reliability and cheating, so he dare not jump to conclusions.

"Is it true?" Osamu Dazai looked at Mr. Jin Fulishi, a famous hunter with gray head and unshaven beard, who jumped up from the loess pit, and he had no doubts about Lingling's words.

"Are you a hunter who got lost here too?" Jin finally heard the familiar Japanese, and a warm current warmed his heart that had been devastated by Afrikaans. "Are you a hunter of destiny? The uniforms of your profession are still the same. "

To put it bluntly, they are fate hunters, and to put it bluntly, they are fortune tellers. Whether it is tarot cards, crystal balls, dream catchers or Tai Chi, gossip and six-yao almanacs, they are always a group of mysterious guys.

"The guidance of fate brought us together." Lingling said friendly, "My friend, how did you get lost all the way from the Dark Continent to come here?"

Are you not a relic hunter?There are no road idiots in your business, right?

"I came chasing a rare monster." Jin scratched his head embarrassingly, "I thought that species was extinct, so I was too excited."

"Here, it's this little guy." Jin laughed heartily and whistled.

A huge mutated pterosaur that almost covers a quarter of South Africa is looming around the world barrier. It has jagged wings, wolf teeth, rhinoceros horns, and goshawk claws. The demon god who came out of the mythology of the world, the bloodthirsty light shone in his fierce eyes.

If it weren't for the rules of the world that refused its entry, today's front page headlines would be maxed out by this cutie.

"Little, guy, guy?" Osamu Dazai sneered, "It's really good, and it's only as tall as a fingernail."

Excessive, no personal attacks.

"It's so cute." Lingling grabbed Osamu Dazai's sleeve and asked expectantly, "Can I raise it?"

The last time she was said this to Gojo Satoru, it can be seen that human aesthetics and AI aesthetics are not in the same dimension in a sense.

"Didn't we raise one?" Osamu Dazai shook his phone, and the lonely little black soil whimpered lonely.

Gods and ghosts are all on the show, only the black earth is very lonely.

Ling Ling teased the dog across the phone: "Want to come out? It's fine, as long as the owner is willing to continue krypton gold."

There is nothing that krypton gold can't solve. If there is, it only proves that you don't have enough krypton.

"Bone biscuits are a necessary condition for the owner to order the hell three-headed dog, but if you just summon it to follow as a pet, you can choose to spend diamonds." Lingling explained.

After obtaining five SSRs, Ling Ling's permission for Osamu Dazai increased significantly. Gein Hunter World is one of the high-risk worlds in the [Collecting Wind] system. In order to ensure the safety of the host, she must add chips to Osamu Dazai.

The hell three-headed dog made of diamond krypton gold can be used as a mount and intimidation. When encountering an enemy, throw a box of bone biscuits to drive it into battle. One dog can be used for three purposes, which is very convenient.

The only problem is...

"Why a dog?" Osamu Dazai covered his heart, dying.

He would rather ride a wild boar around the world than spend time with a dog, a huge dog with three heads!

Ugly refuse!

"Jin seems to want to take the pterosaurs to the place where humans gather," Lingling said, "then our foothold can only be set as a virgin forest. Although it is not as inhospitable as the Dark Continent, it is impossible to walk by legs , the leg will break."

Either ride a dog or a dragon, which one to choose?

"There is mucus on that dragon's skin." Lingling whispered to Osamu Dazai quietly, "Gold is isolated from the power of thought, and the clothing produced by the system has its own enchantment. Only the owner will feel the joy of burning his ass."

She didn't care, and the humanoid monster next to him, Mr. Jin Fulishi, was also very calm, leaving Osamu Dazai struggling to choose.

"If the black soil is allowed to come out, wouldn't it take two days for Zero Sauce to become a substance?" Osamu Dazai had an ominous premonition in his heart, a terrifying premonition that he needed krypton and liver.

Other people's games are either liver or krypton, but you are both krypton and liver, dog planning!

"That's right," Lingling said happily, "so the master is going to hand in the manuscript tonight, and leave it to me to submit and publish it."

"Submission?" Jin, who had been listening to them, asked Osamu Dazai curiously, "Are you a writer?"

King had pretty much figured out the two worlds thing, and he didn't care much about his deportation.The animals here are too gentle for Kim, and he can't wait to get back and study the newly tamed cuties.

If there is no violation of the painting style of Zero Zero and Hunter World, Osamu Dazai is an obvious outsider in Jinyan.

He is not a nosy person, but he is simply curious about Osamu Dazai.

There is no trace of being developed, and he doesn't look like a warlike person, but the smell of blood on his body is stronger and more dangerous than the wanted criminals he has arrested.

It seems that this world is not such a peaceful place.

"Yes, I want to collect the wind." Dazai Osamu swiped a stroke on the phone, the number of diamond bars dropped sharply, and the galaxy-like light wrapped the hell three-headed dog in the center of the screen, and flung it into reality.

The pterosaur wandering outside the world barrier roared loudly, its scarlet eyes fixed on the ground, a vicious dog as tall as a building stared at it, and three huge heads sprayed poisonous mist.

"Your pet?" Golden eyes sparkled, "Not bad! What breed is this?"

"No matter what breed it is, it's a dog." Osamu Dazai pressed in a low voice, "It's too big, so stupid."

Jin's love for large monsters is beyond words, Lingling agreed to let him play the dog, and he didn't care about the complicated positioning, barriers, and anchor points she said, as long as he looks happy, he can throw me in any corner.

Ruins hunters are home everywhere, and they can live in ruined villas.

"Ah Choo!" The chivalrous man rubbed his nose, "It's so windy, why should we gather in a leaky house, Commander?"

The Phantom Brigade, a bandit group formed by 13 high-risk A-level criminals, with Kurolo Roussilu as the leader of the brigade planned operations, mainly targeting a series of precious and special things such as treasures and relics. Ranked extremely high on the Gold Hunter Most Wanted list.

They have a small, impossible rule: every time they gather, they must use the ruined villa as their stronghold.

why?The chivalrous men don't know either, it can only be attributed to their leader's special hobby.

"Head, what is the reason for summoning us suddenly?" Ma Qi opened his eyes, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his indifferent gaze swept over the man who was reading elegantly on the ruins.

Thanks to the existence of the ability to read, the head of the phantom brigade will not be blinded by reading in a dimly lit environment.

Kuroro Rousilu closed the "Jewelry Appreciation and the Art of Counterfeiting" in his hand, and took out a blood-red gemstone from his pocket.

The red is a coquettish red, like the blood dug out from the heart of a devil. The gorgeous color is as thick as dried rust. No matter how dazzling the refracting surface of the gem is, it is definitely not admirable at first glance.

but fear.

If Osamu Dazai was present, he might not be able to recognize his mission target at a glance.

This gem called "Crimson Heart" is a strong proof of the property of the upper-level corruption organization at the port Mafia, so Osamu Dazai wants to bring it back to Mori Ogai.

Except for this additional meaning, the gem itself is nothing special except that it is extremely valuable, and it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of people like Osamu Dazai who have experienced tens of billions of money during the Dragon War.

Its shape is unremarkable, and it doesn't match any of Ling Ling's clothes. After Osamu Dazai got it, he would throw it to Mori Ogai without the slightest interest.

The value of the "Crimson Heart" itself is too small compared to the collection of Kuroro Roussillo, coupled with the tracking function of Lingling's miraculous skills, Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to the "Crimson Heart" at all inside.

He is more interested in the "holographic online game" Greedy Island developed by Jin, and plans to have a good time before solving the tasks he hates from his boss.

Osamu Dazai was right.Under normal circumstances, Kuroro would lose interest in the "Crimson Heart" within half an hour and abandon it in his vast treasure house.

But, that's normal.

There are many differences between worlds such as language, race, territory, and power system. The world of low martial arts and the world of high martial arts, the world of science and the world of spirits, the world of magic and the world of cultivating immortals...

The barrier of the world is a barrier as well as a guardian. Without enough power, the price of crossing the world at will is fatal.

Osamu Dazai can adapt well in any world because of Zero Zero's blessing, and the contract between them is the most unbreakable guarantee.

Jin is safe and sound because of his strong self. Look at that unfortunate gem thief, didn't he die in a blink of an eye?

As with people, so with things.

"Crimson Heart" is just a precious gem in Dazai Osamu's world, but when it crosses the world barrier, leaps over the dark continent, and experiences a series of horrific baptisms.

It has mutated.

At this time, the "Crimson Heart" is no longer a small stone to be slaughtered, it has evolved!It has become the super god "King Crimson"!

Red is the red of love!This passionate fire ignites the desert of love, Cupid's arrows are all fired, beautiful crimson, how many hearts have you taken away?

Precious stones are the most expensive ornaments, born to be admired.

The "Crimson Heart" shows its beauty wantonly, the originally pure gem is dyed with an obscure red color, and the enchanting charm attracts every pair of eyes that look at it.

"This gem..." Kuroro stroked the cold ruby, and was not surprised to see the fiery eyes of his companions.

Wo Jin, who was in the strengthening department, breathed thickly like a fan, and the veins in his arms were bulging, and he tried his best to resist the desire to snatch the "Crimson Heart" from the leader.

"It's the ability to read." Maggie moved his eyes away with difficulty, "The read attached to the gem has the effects of "charm" and "teasing"."

Such a serious gem, people can't help but wear colored glasses to look at it.

"If it hadn't been picked up by me as soon as it landed on Meteor Street, an unprecedented war would probably break out on Meteor Street." Kuroro put the ruby ​​back into his pocket.

Through a layer of dark fabric, everyone in the brigade felt a little less charmed, but their desire to fight for it became more and more eager because they couldn't see the treasure.

What you can't get is always in turmoil, and the most touching thing is to cover up, still holding the pipa and half covering your face.

"The items attached to the mind must have their origin." The knight patted his face hard to wake himself up. The predatory nature in his bones made the blood of the members of the Phantom Troupe anxious, and they were particularly uncomfortable.

"Find out the source." Kuroro ordered, "And, find a nemesis teacher for me."

"Captain?" Paconoda's concern for Kuroro overwhelmed her desire for "Crimson Heart", "What's wrong with you?"

"Could it be!" Maggie's intuitive radar blared wildly.

They just glanced at the "Crimson Heart" and couldn't help the desire to plunder. Wouldn't it be the impact of the leader who touched it with his own hands and carried it with him for so long?

"Under normal circumstances, the leader would never get so close to an item that proves to be dangerous." The smartest knight had a brainstorm, and he even saw something different from the scene where Kurolo showed them the danger of gems. What a taste.

"The leader is not just trying to remind us, he's showing off!" The knight was in a trance.

In his eyes, the image of the deep and wise leader is collapsing, and the knight's mood at this time is like watching a couple showing affection on the Internet, full of anger and consternation of a single dog.

not good!The leader is seriously ill!

Kuroro didn't care about the worried eyes of the members after throwing down a huge thunderbolt. He stroked the cold gem through his pocket, and at the same time examined his heart wrapped in a mass of red thoughts.

The trick was too fast, this gem used Taiyin, and directly attacked his vitals with mental power while he was in a trance.

Kuroro is soberly aware that only by letting the nemesis remove the mind power from his heart can he regain his sanity and treat this dangerous gemstone in the most correct way.

Instead of being like this...

Kuroro murmured in surprise: "Is this the feeling of being in love?"

The author has something to say: Kurolo: It's a feeling of heartbeat.

Zai: My friend, your taste is so good.