Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

[Book] What's in it?

Anyone who knows it exists can't stop thinking about it.

Taketori Che had made a lot of guesses before, but it wasn't until today when he touched it that he realized how terrifying and astonishing the amount of information was hidden in this treasure.

It is like an online broadcasting platform, faithfully broadcasting scenes and information from countless parallel worlds, whether it is past, present or future stories will be recorded and broadcasted.

It is also like a river that never returns, and every fate choice along the way will trigger different tributaries, flowing to the other side with ever-changing endings.

The problem is: too many.

The [book] suppressed by the lost ability [Disqualification in the World] has become a database that can only output a huge flow of information without thinking. It is no longer as docile and controllable as it used to be, and individual information can be selected according to the wishes of the user. , and then presented one by one.

Today's [book] roared like a flood, impacting Taketori's soul with redundant and complicated information from countless worlds.

She somehow felt that she was standing on an isolated island in the middle of the vast ocean, and all she could see was the unfathomable pitch-black water.

At the same time, in reality, Taketori Che didn't know that his body had begun to bleed from his mouth and nose, and even the tiny pores all over his body were seeping tiny drops of blood—but time and space were frozen, and even Dazai Osamu He could only maintain the original state and watch this scene happen.

[Disqualification in the World] It is extremely rare for him to be able to maintain a clear consciousness instead of stagnant thinking like those outside, but it is precisely because of this strange sobriety that the pain it brings becomes more and more obvious.

For smart people, many things are restless because they see too thoroughly, and they cannot accept the new day with the same insensitivity as ordinary people.

Osamu Dazai's deep, unspeakable pain comes from it, because he has already guessed something...

Just in the blink of an eye, Taketori Che, whose consciousness was completely immersed in the [book], saw many things she had seen, heard, and many more things she had never understood.Although the output information mechanism of [Book] is almost out of control, it still follows the most basic operating regulations, and searched out a lot of information about other parallel worlds "Bamboo Cutter" around her as a contact.

London, where the temperature is getting colder day by day, has fallen into the global ice age overnight. She is the leader of a team of escaped survivors, and the icebreaker with the steam engine is sailing hard on the Atlantic Ocean...

The assassin standing on the edge of the roof of the financial building jumped forward. The Hidden Blade with current flowing was hidden in the armguard of his left arm. Under the dark hood, the face of the mixed race that Taketori Che was so familiar with...

A girl in a tan robe is walking on the streets of Tokyo in a cyberpunk style, with a flashlight-length metal tube hanging from her waist, and a promotional airship full of cross-age technology slowly flies over her head. On the fluorescent screen, an alien-like creature was playing, telling about "the representative of the Jedi Order has gone to the colony with the Space Force"...

The female writer writing at the desk is unkempt, with blood all over her face, and seems to have been malnourished for many years.However, the speed at which she typed the keyboard with both hands was so fast that it almost left afterimages under the dim light. As the words "File upload complete" appeared on the computer screen, a group of heavily armed soldiers just kicked open the door roughly, and He pointed the gun at the homeowner who just stood up without hesitation...

The female doctor in a white coat frowned and looked at the family members of the patients who were making trouble in the inpatient department. The two nurses hid behind the chief doctor, but no one knew that the director's fist hidden in his pocket had already slipped away. clenched tightly...

The girl wearing the military uniform of an unknown country sat on the dock of a simple court, with a mocking smile on her face the whole time, mocking the big men who judged herself with unknown meaning.Finally, the gavel hit the table heavily, and the majestic verdict sounded.

"The provisional court-martial hereby pronounces Calliobee Carleni Podrick guilty! Immediately deprive her of the rank of major general and all other political rights! He will be executed by shooting in three days!"

Thousands of worlds, all kinds of forests.Taketori Che was dazzled and amazed.

Different parallel worlds, some are just worlds of ordinary people, while some have completely different power systems.Technology, magic, punk, great voyage, Cthulhu... In different worlds, she has been a political speaker, a chef at a Michelin restaurant, a fighter pilot, a businessman, a pirate, and a professional E-sports team captain...

But more often, it's just one piece of tombstone after another placed on the screen, they stand quietly in the land.

Taketori stared at the tombstones with completely different materials and styles for a long time, and the epitaphs with different meanings were engraved in different languages ​​such as Japanese, Arabic, or Greek.

"Here sleeps the child of the earth, born with love and tears."

"She said she would charge everyone who passed the tombstone... Just kidding. I hope you forgive a kid's hobby of collecting coins."

"There are no car accidents in heaven, dear, you can safely go and pick up that puppy."

After all, there are only a small number of worlds that can keep "Taketori Che" alive, and most of the time, there are large areas of barrenness, as well as those large and small tombstones.Those stories hidden in blood, death, love and mud, if they have not died young, must also bloom unique flowers.

Through those sad and warm words, the girls saw different "selves".

[This world is false. 】

A voice resounded through the girl's sea of ​​consciousness like Hong Zhong Dalu, swearing to tell the absolute truth about the incident.

"Fake...?" Taketori repeated subconsciously, his face gradually turned pale, "How is it possible... who are you?!"

The extremely loud but emotionless voice didn't answer this question, it just said calmly: [The man used his abilities to separate out the world you are in now, but in the final analysis - it is still illusory and easy to be manipulated. destroyed.Its foundation is built on... the main world. 】

Following the new main world scene after scene, Taketori Che slowly widened his light blue pupils.

It was a ruin somewhere inside Yokohama, which was burning with flames. I don't know what happened here before. Anyway, the two buildings of the port mafia headquarters and the surrounding buildings were destroyed and collapsed.

However, under the night, among the ruins and corpses of the city, a hand covered in blood and gunpowder smoke picked up a book that was pressed down by bricks and stones.

"this is……"

The appearance is similar to Taketori Che, but it is definitely a girl who is a few years older and therefore more mature who picked up the book.

She was dressed normally, but she was wearing a khaki camouflage travel vest strangely, and there were three English initials on the back of the vest.

【WWF】

- World Wildlife Fund, WorldWildlifeFund.

This is one of the largest independent non-governmental environmental protection organizations tasked with protecting the world's biodiversity and the living environment of living things, with a slightly hard-core style.For example - in order to combat poachers, they will spend money to hire mercenaries to hunt illegal poachers in nature.

Taketori Che in the main world is such a mercenary and non-staff who accepted the concept of WWF's employment and propaganda, and went to Africa every day to hunt down and kill those illegal poachers.In fact, she is the "King of Mercenaries" in that world.

"I just wanted to track down the whereabouts of the box of wild African ivory products...I didn't expect to find such an interesting thing."

Saying this, the mercenary took out his book of abilities from his pocket for comparison.But what was written on the cover was no longer "life out of control", but "my life".

"So that's how it is... I understand the truth of the matter roughly. You are quite similar, aren't you?" The mercenary who had seen the big wind and waves pondered for a moment with a funny expression on his face, then suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off a page of the [book], Then put it in the book of abilities!

This new piece of paper didn't have time to escape the engulfment of [My Life], and it was forcibly incorporated into the book of abilities just like that!

【Book】:? ? ?

【My Life】: ... hiccup.

"If this is destined to be a story that needs to be copied and pasted, then..." Taketori Che of the main world raised his head in the raging sea of ​​flames, and smiled wickedly at himself in another world, " You should try this and see if the broken thing can copy and paste its own mutilated appearance."

The information about the main world came to an abrupt end here.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness for an instant, as if someone had pressed the master switch of a light, cutting off the electricity in an instant.

Bursts of faint white light emanated from her chest.

Tremblingly, she raised her fingertips, reached into the skirt of her clothes, and touched the thin cover of the notebook of [Runaway Life].

Taketori Che pulled out his book of abilities.

She knew very well that the words on the cover were the result of modification after Master Lao Liang used the ability of [Meditor], but what attracted her attention at this time was no longer the book of abilities, but the book mixed in the notebook. Yes, about the missing page of 【Book】.

She suddenly understood why [Book] lost control decisively after getting rid of Dazai Osamu's humanoid supernatural power bug—because it was not complete.

Now [Book] is so eager to pull herself into the sea of ​​consciousness, I am afraid that what she longs for is also the broken page hidden in her soul.

Faced with this situation, Taketori hesitated, because she didn't know what to do next - the "self" in the main world would definitely not cheat her, but if she didn't put the broken pages back, her body might be damaged. It will soon be unable to withstand the rolling impact of the information flow...

At this time, a voice like the sounds of nature appeared behind her.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch that broken page."

"what?"

The girl was speechless, what happened to her sea of ​​consciousness today, is it a public area?If you are a conscious body, you can come in and make various high-level theories by the way.

But she turned around obediently, and found that the person who came was a young man in red who had never met before.

The boy with big eyes has long dark hair and a pair of pentagram gemstone earrings on his ears. He is wearing a red feather cloth loosely draped over his shoulders, with his hands folded in his sleeves and a pair of clogs on his bare feet. The expression on his face was like a smile but not a smile with a holy breath.

...Who is this? 【Book】Spirit of the book?

"No." The unknown red-clothed boy replied with a smile, "The root creation that loses its sanity once a part is missing is not at the same level as me."

It turned out to be the boss!Taketori suddenly realized.

etc?The other party just knew his mind - could it be mind reading?

"Compared to such a simple name, I prefer to call it 'spiritual vision'." The red-clothed boy continued to read her mind as if nothing had happened, with a smile on his face like a mask, and he always felt a sense of deja vu.

"Oh?" He was very surprised, "You want to beat me? I came to help you with good intentions, Taketori Che."

"Stop, stop, boss, I'm tired. I just think you just smiled like our boss..."

What Taketori Che wanted to beat up was the boss, not the mysterious young god in front of him.

Yes, the other party is also a god, and that kind of breath cannot deceive people, but I don't know which path it is on.

"What a little girl who likes to think wildly."

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy smiled and said old-fashioned words, "But considering you and I met for the first time, let me introduce myself a little bit-my name is Ma Canghao, and I am the contemporary Shaman King. Of course, you You can also call me 'Majesty of the Great Spirit'."

Taketori Che: "..."

Although she tried her best to suppress the desire to complain and think about things, but the habitual lines of complaining kept swiping in the depths of her heart: 【What the hell is going on with this god?When he became a god, he was still a sophomore in high school, right?How can anyone suggest that others call themselves "Your Majesty"?Normally, this kind of honorific name should be called by others from the perspective of etiquette, right? ? 】

However, Ma Canghao chose to ignore her inner drama this time, his eyes full of wisdom fell on the broken page that was floating in the air and was bitten by [Runaway Life]. Although he was still smiling, But for the first time, he showed a cautious expression.

Taketori Che figured it out at this time, "In hell, you entrusted Mr. Ghost Lantern to deliver that gift, right? You are the one who gave me the gift?"

——She deliberately used the term "Your Excellency" to bypass the slightly shameful honorific title of "Your Majesty".

"Oh? Did Hell send a ghost lamp? It seems that they still value the agreement with me... I thought that King Yan Luo would just send a kid to deliver the courier." Ma Canghao leisurely scratched his cheek with his fingers, "But that's not a gift, it's just a choice for the current situation."

"Choose?" Taketori Che felt that she was getting more and more confused, but she felt that she was very close to the truth.

This thing started many years ago.

Osamu Dazai picked up a [book] by accident when he was a teenager. After realizing that the world he and others lived in was just a spare copy of the main world after copying and pasting, he took advantage of the particularity of his own ability [Disqualification in the World], Not only was it not affected by the madness of [Book], but it was sober and careful to temporarily peel off this fragile copy from the main body.

But this world is not like other mature and complete parallel worlds, it is like a new seedling, its foundation is still rooted in the main world.

Therefore, [Book] is endowed with the "root" characteristics of this false world, which is different from the "ordinary artifact" status of the main world.

All existence is born because of it, and all stories are entrusted in this [book].

But because of its incompleteness and easy loss of control, the big bosses hidden behind the scenes all acquiesced that the [Book] was temporarily held by a mortal (Osamu Dazai), and used this to suppress the incomplete [Book].

"Only the root can deal with the root." After Ma Canghao said the above facts, his expression was flat, as if he was saying that the special discount in the supermarket is [-]% off today, "The chain I gave you is forged from the root extract. If You have made up your mind to integrate the remaining pages and the [Book], and the Root Chain will help you temporarily restrain it. The rest is up to you.”

Taketori was silent for a moment: "If the two merge with each other, what will happen?"

"[The book] will become complete and controllable. At the same time, because it is the foundation of the world, our false world can be separated from the main world, and as the years grow, it will gradually become a... real world. world."

Speaking of this, the boy's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was expecting something.

Taketori Che looked at him blankly: "So, what Your Majesty Asakura wants is the full version of [Book]? What exactly is your intention?"

"As the Shaman King, I certainly want to see this world become real and independent as soon as possible. The power of the world becomes stronger, and the power of us gods born in nature will also increase." Ma Canghao replied seriously, "Of course , if you are still unwilling to do this, then [Book] will return to the soul of your boss and continue to hide. After his death, [Book] will sleep in the city of Yokohama. As for you, you can still bring Living happily in the world with a broken page that can make a few small wishes at will..."

Taketori Che stared into the boy's eyes, but the latter narrowed his eyes, showing a polite smile, not letting her see through his thoughts.

"If I choose to fuse [Book], I will die as a sacrifice to promote the world, right?" She asked softly, "Will that person die too?"

Asakura couldn't help but smile.

He became expressionless, and the indifference and coolness unique to gods were fully displayed at this moment.

"I don't know, Taketori Che. I don't know if you will die, and I don't know if the person you miss will die too." He also replied in a low voice, "It is related to the fundamental future of the world... I With these eyes, I can’t see such a long-term future.”

But Taketori Che laughed instead, and reached out to hold his [Out of Control Life]: "I understand. In fact, you lied, Asakura-sama - you can't see the future of the world, but you can see my destiny. Right?"

Ma Cang closed his eyes, as if unwilling to talk about this matter: "You know the answer...this is your destiny."

Taketori once thought that his ancestor Hirata Kuro was grateful for his judgment when he was dying, but it was not until she met the mysterious fortune-teller that she recalled—it might be more of a prophecy.

【"Taketori Che, in my eyes, you are... the person who wants to make the unsatisfactory story... complete."】

【"The other... isn't the 'last piece of the puzzle'?"】

Having figured out the cause and effect of all this, like the hero in Greek mythology who was told by the gods that the great oracle and fate had finally opened——Taketori understands that the story of fate has already been written, and all the gifts are marked on the back cost.

Now, it's time to pay back.

She didn't feel the slightest fear, but laughed heartily: "My destiny is mine?"

Ma Canghao looked at her appreciatively, and finally nodded: "Your destiny is yours."

"It's so cool!" Taketori Che said loudly, "In my whole life, I want to be such an awesome person!"

The Shaman King looked at her with a smile, this time, his smile was much more real.

He didn't feel that the other party was lying, but admired the girl's decision.

——Not every person or god is willing to embark on a journey of fate for an illusory prophecy.

From an early age, Taketori aspired to be a hero.When she grows up, she still hopes that she can become a guardian.

But at the very beginning, she was just one of the most ordinary living beings.

I want my family to be healthy, I want to be carefree, I want to live a happy life, I want...the world to be a better place.

The complete [Book] may change the whole world from false and frivolous to true and independent, which should be considered a good thing.

Of course, there is another real reason why Taketori Che will never reveal his actions like this.

If he took away that person's [book] and hid it, that bastard should not be so eager to die... probably?

As expected, she would never be able to understand Boss Scrap's thinking and pain, and as always, she couldn't even understand the strange question of what that dog man was thinking about when he was so full that he had to commit suicide.

But all of this did not prevent Taketori from extending his hand to Osamu Dazai for the last time.

Because - there is no "later".

She pulled out the broken page of white light that was included in the book of abilities, and [Book] felt her will, and quietly appeared in front of the two gods.It looks a bit old in appearance, and the pages are not many, it is not impressive at all.

"Have you really thought about it?" Ma Cang couldn't help but finally asked, "Even if all of this may be meaningless? The world may not become real, and maybe such a change can't break free from the shackles of the main world." , and the person you like will still die..."

"But if you do nothing, it is the worst story development." Taketori Che interrupted his chatter, "Even though this world is illusory, but the pain I have experienced, the smiles I have gained, Are my emotions... all false?"

Asakura didn't answer.His eyes silently inspected the girl's soul core.

Taketori Che finished the rest: "Not necessarily? I don't care about the truth of the world anymore, because I have decided to pay for it. At least—whether true or false, for me... since I live in the world , You have to play your own script well."

She stretched out her hands and took the [book] into her hands. [Book] Automatically and quickly opened the broken gap like a wounded little animal, looking pitifully aggrieved.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Taketori Che touched the spine of the book with a smile, and the broken page held by the other hand was shining brightly. "I was too rough in the main world. I apologize to you on her behalf."

"Now, return it to its original owner."

The white light shines brightly, and the darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness fades away in an instant.The last thing left in the girl's mind was Asakang Hao's meaningful glance.

In the real world, everything is back to normal.Time began to turn, the space relaxed, and the city downstairs began to be noisy again.

But the [Book] in front of Taketori Che has become complete and real. It looks like it wants to run away, but her [Spear of Life's Pain] has made a contribution again!

As the white lightning flashed, the pitch-black root chain wrapped around [Book], and dragged it into the barrel of the gun bit by bit!At the same time, the imprints of Snake God and Yinglong are working together, and the brilliance is flowing!

【Book】:? ? ?

——You really are the same person as that rough bastard in the main world!

Before it could get angry or express any protest, it was sealed abruptly!

There is a third god mark on the barrel of the gun, which looks like a book.

Seeing that this thing was in his hands, Taketori Che also breathed a sigh of relief - at least the good thing is worthwhile in his own hands, no matter its fate is due to Ma Cang's good calculations, anyway, let's pass her test first.

At the same time, she already felt that the inside of her body was being destroyed rapidly, and even the source of divine power could not resist the damage from the price of law.Taketori Che, who was exhausted, fell to the ground suddenly, unable to get up again.

"Ache...Ache?!"

Osamu Dazai finally came back to his senses, and rushed to her side to help her up, but what he got was heart-piercing coughing sounds

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The blood was coughed up by her as if she didn't want money, mixed with crystal-like pieces of internal organs, but Taketori Che didn't care about this little pain—compared with physical pain, the punishment from the soul is more unbearable .

"Boss." She wrinkled her whole face in pain, the girl felt that her appearance must be ugly in front of her crush, "Don't look..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! What the hell did you do?" Dazai couldn't help asking, "Why did this happen?"

——You call me daddy and I'll tell you.

Hearing his question, Taketori Che suddenly had some kind of evil thought.Immediately, she quietly grinned wryly.

The blood-stained fingertips touched the back of the young man's hand tremblingly, "I'm so sorry... In the end, I couldn't fully understand your heart."

"I am neither sensitive nor considerate of others... I have always caused trouble for you, the boss..."

Osamu Dazai stared at her blankly, his kite-colored eyes filled with surging sadness, "It's not like that, please don't say that about yourself. You've already..."

Obviously he was the one being helped.

But why...

"—But. But!" Taketori Che didn't answer the other party's topic, her beautiful light blue pupils persistently looked at Dazai Osamu's face that was about to cry, her tone was unbelievably gentle, and her chest was panting violently His voice gradually became weaker, "I have somewhat shared your... a little pain this time, right? It's insignificant, the only... small thing I can do for you."

"..."

"In that case, in exchange for a salary and years of help...I'll...I'll..."

"—Take away your most precious thing other than life..."

The sound of the last word that Chetori Taketori murmured became very soft, very soft, flying into the night sky like the furry canopy of a dandelion.A gravel-like crystal suddenly fell into the crevice of Dazai Osamu's bandaged fingers, he could hardly control his trembling body and wanted to use [Disqualification in the World] to restore her body deterioration.But in the end all he caught was a cloud of shiny gravel.

The port mafia leader could only watch helplessly, watching the girl completely turn into wind and sand and disappear in just a few seconds in his arms.

When the night wind from the platform blew, the remaining gravel slipped from his fingertips and was blown away.

"Dang bang."

A sapphire pocket watch that lost its owner fell to the ground, and the delicate and beautiful dial was covered with cracks due to the impact.

On the rooftop, apart from him, there is no other person.

Osamu Dazai knelt on the extremely cold roof tiles in a daze. He didn't cry or speak, but he didn't stand up for a long time.

…………

……

Today's farce ended when a group of loyal mafia rushed to the rescue.

After asking everyone to wait outside the office, Osamu Dazai walked into his chief's office alone with a calm expression, walked into the lounge, opened the safe in the most secret place, entered the password that he had pondered countless times between his lips and teeth, and took Out came the long letter that had been prepared.

The organ on the letter was not touched, and the postmark was not torn, which meant that Taketori Che hadn't had time to open the letter to check the contents in the future.

In fact, he has already written everything he wanted to say here.

But...it seems to be of no use.

Osamu Dazai took a lighter and an ashtray, and lit the letter. He watched quietly as the golden-red flame quickly devoured the paper, and finally fell into the ashtray and continued to burn unwillingly.

His iris-colored pupils reflected the dark firelight, as if there was a glint of water flickering in the flames.

"Obviously I don't know anything, but I still...desperately want to save me."

He said this to himself, and finally buried his face in the palms of his hands.

"……silly dog."