Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

After hanging up for half a month, Shuji Tsushima logged into his player account again.

Due to the early shutdown of the pain sensation, apart from the difficulty in exercising strength in the limbs and the feeling of being filled with lead when he wanted to run like in a dream, this dilapidated body did not bring him any discomfort.

It is equivalent to countless debuffs of weakness superimposed on the body, and the upper limit of the blood bar is reduced to only one point left.The whole body is extremely weak, and the skin is so thin that it can't download any dungeons, so it can only play with the life system.

The off-white tulle curtains were raised, and the half-opened windows allowed a breeze to flow in from outside, mixed with the fragrance of the flower bouquet at the head of the bed to dispel the smell of disinfectant in the room.

Shuji Tsushima's eyes rolled, and when he heard the sound of closing the door, he slowly opened his eyes with pinches.

Nakahara Chuya, who was holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand: "..."

It's embarrassing to ask.

He was just kind enough to see if his half-dead partner died, and to help replace the wilted carnations on the bedside, never wanting to be caught by this mackerel who woke up too coincidentally.

Shuji Tsushima blinked and stared at the nervous Nakahara for a while.It wasn't until seeing the other party that he couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face that he slowly opened his mouth, muttering, "I'm so hungry."

After all, this body has not eaten for nearly 20 days, and it lives on nutrient solution.

The player's bandage had been removed on the day of the fall, and even Hei Shizai's iconic part covering his right eye disappeared.During the first aid some time ago, the boy's eyes were not injured, and the medical staff did not deliberately cover his right face.

The image that has always been destroyed, Shuji Tsushima narrowed his right eye with great attention to detail to show his discomfort.

When the mist in his eyes faded, and the blurry scene in his vision gradually became clear, he stared at the orange mass, curled his lips and said in distaste: "When I woke up, I saw slimy slugs... It's too bad, I was forced to breathe. Lost interest..."

The daily confrontation mode between the two blacks starts when Osamu Dazai wakes up. Even if the boy is seriously injured, it does not prevent him from being unforgiving.

It's just that his partner, who is always irritated by him on weekdays, finds it difficult to breed anger at this moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stuffed the bouquet back into the vase silently, and glanced at him angrily, "...Ah, yes, you can just lie here alone."

Any behavior of caring about this mackerel will always be so angry that he feels worthless in the end.

But looking back, I think that he has this kind of personality. If Osamu Dazai really stops this kind of behavior that harms his partner, then he has to worry about his mental state.

At least for now there is hope for recovery.

"It's so strange...the dark dwarf...isn't angry..." Shuji Tsushima frowned with difficulty. The thick plaster on his limbs made him unable to even move his fingers. That force, focus on the mouth to force the nagging.

He looks weak on the outside, but inside he is enjoying the show with great interest.

I have to say that persecuting honest people is really cool.

I have never seen my partner look so fragile. Recalling the critical illness notices that came at regular intervals during this period, Zhongyuan Zhong uncomfortably lowered the brim of his hat. This was his obscure expression. He turned his head and said: "Please take care of your injuries. I don't even bother to count how many times you have been in the emergency room in the past half month!"

"...I don't feel anything at all."

The unmanaged curly hair during the coma obscured the young man's sight. Shuji Tsushima stared at the hanging bottle dripping the liquid medicine through the gap between his bangs.

He tried to move his scarred body, and when his limbs were covered with plaster and unable to move, he could only rely on the strength of his waist and abdomen to slowly dawdle.However, before he could make any big moves, the young man's already extremely haggard face turned even paler.

He had forgotten that a catheter is unavoidable for normal patients who have been in a coma for so long.

Shuji Tsushima was discouraged for a moment, and stopped trying to use the player account that could not take care of himself for a year to make troubles, and was peacefully trapped in the white bedding, with a disgusted look on his face.

His eyes were empty, and he was so weak that he didn't even have a normal ups and downs in his tone, "I saw my boyfriend waving to me on the other side of Huangquan Biliangzaka... I went into the water to find him... but before I had time to swim... suddenly was dragged back..."

It's too uncomfortable, he should go offline first.

No longer thinking about the authenticity of his partner's words, even the so-called boyfriend that Osamu Dazai said was the other party's nonsense.Zhongyuan Zhong also used the internal phone at the head of the bed to inform the medical department, and at the same time complained: "If you really swim over, you won't be able to come back."

I'm afraid I arrived at Santuchuan without swimming that river.

Now that you've woken up, let's heal your wounds and continue to shine for the organization, bastard.

"How come... I can't die..." Shuji Tsushima closed his eyes tiredly, as if being dragged back into the abyss by the invisible hands in the darkness again, where there is no chaos in the world, but he can get A safe place to rest.

But the curse of Pandora's Actor made him lose the power to embrace death.

The boy's voice became weaker and weaker, and there was a bit of tranquility between his eyebrows and eyes, "If I can really sleep like this...it's not bad..."

Disgusted by the fact that the player account debuffs were stacked too much and felt uncomfortable, Shuji Tsushima chose to hang up, planning to come back after removing the plaster.

The ward fell into dead silence again.

"Hi!!" Zhongyuan Zhong also exclaimed.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai's electrocardiogram was still fluctuating steadily, although it was extremely slow, it was still beating.

Not being able to stretch into a straight line is already good.

"Tsk, just fell asleep..."

The orange-haired boy looked disgusted, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how annoying Osamu Dazai was, that was not the reason for him to die here.

-

The player account hang-up behavior of the two directors was carried out at the same time.

For more than half a month, Fyodor, who was enraged by Pandora's Actor's scheme and wanted to go to rescue his lover, was closely monitored by Changtian Shantouhuo.

The existence of the young man is too important, and he must not be allowed to be easily exposed to the enemy. Obviously, he himself is aware of this.

When Fyodor woke up from the coma, Osamu Dazai had been rescued by his partner and was being rescued in the medical department of the Port Mafia.And he got the information through the intelligence network, knowing how inhumanely abused his lover, but he could do nothing about it.

So this frail Russian teenager spent half a month in self-isolation in the medical room of a secret stronghold of the Supernatural Secret Service.It seems that only by suffering the same pain as the lover can the inner unwillingness and anger be weakened a little.

He also didn't eat or drink, curled up beside the bed with his knees in his arms, and survived the long half month by drip.The originally frail body became thinner visible to the naked eye, and his expression was gloomy, full of murderous intent.

In fact, he just set himself in the on-hook mode and kept exuding murderous aura, holding a notebook by the way to pretend.

At the same time that Shuji Tsushima logged into the player account, Fyodor's consciousness also returned to this emaciated body that fell into the abyss of self-blame in the dark room.

He pulled out the indwelling needle on the back of his hand, frowned slightly and endured the colic from the empty stomach, and fiddled with the special mobile phone to hack the electronic lock of the door of the ward.

Amidst the piercing sirens, Fyodor put on his cloak weakly again in order to cover up his extremely poor condition.He leaned on the wall and walked forward in the corridor with difficulty. When he returned to the door of his studio, the road ahead was blocked by a black shadow, and the boy raised his head unhurriedly.

He stared at the complex-looking man in kimono, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Taneda."

In the Supernatural Secret Service Section, the only boss who has management authority over him.

"Relax, I've calmed down, and the revenge will be saved until the end, so it won't spoil the overall situation." The boy's expression was gloomy, as if he had to accept some reality.

His arms trembled slightly, and he returned to the computer desk, forcing himself to work, "I called up all the monitoring on the man's way to the apartment, plus the data from Dazai's phone during this period, and roughly analyzed the whole picture of the incident. "

"What is it?" Gengtian Shantouhuo, who was about to say something, became serious when he heard the words.

Fyodor's slender fingertips operated a key on the keyboard, and a certain speed test video was called up. The screen showed the scene of Osamu Dazai driving to the banquet hall that day.

He didn't have a driver's license, but in the city of Yokohama, the traffic police couldn't control the port mafia at all.

"Pandora's Actor occupied Dazai's body before he went to the banquet. The specific time should be not long after he left Hong Kong." The boy pursed his lips and said.

The farming chief who failed to notice the abnormality in the video asked, "What is the basis?"

"Speed."

In the video, the sports car drifts when cornering, and dangerously slips through the gaps between passing vehicles, crosses the red light, and roars away.

The intersection was in chaos for a moment, and it was a blessing in misfortune not to cause a tragedy.

"Dazai can actually drive well. If he was really forced to meet Mikhail, he wouldn't be in the mood to drive fast. So when he drove away from the port mafia, the core was already Pandora's Actor."

Fyodor pointed his slender fingertips at the screen and recalled another surveillance video.

That was the scene when the two left the banquet, the difference was that the driver was replaced by Mikhail, and Osamu Dazai was fiddling with the mobile phone in the co-pilot.According to the restored images of his pupils, the content displayed on the phone screen was restored.

It was the navigation map to that apartment.

"It was he who brought Mikhail to the apartment. Dazai didn't know the address, and he might use some supernatural power to make Mikhail lose his mind... because of that man's character, he would never do it under normal circumstances. something like this happened."

No matter how unwilling to admit it, Fyodor, who was remembered in the script, is still one of the few people in the world who understands his so-called "father".

Mikhail was too abnormal in those few days.

After receiving the news, Taneda Shantouhuo was thoughtful, and said to himself, "In other words, there is a high possibility that the consciousness has been manipulated..."

Fyodor leaned back in his chair, nodded slightly and said, "Maybe. And Mikhail disappeared together after that. The only possibility I can think of is that he wants to avenge Pandora's Actor."

What drove him to act like this was the atrocities committed against Osamu Dazai in those three days.

To this day, the only two people with supernatural powers in Meles have completely lost their news, escaped from the surveillance of governments of various countries, and are playing cat and mouse games in some corner of the world.

It can be predicted what kind of bloody storm will be set off when the two meet.

Retrogrades and demons, time manipulation and the elimination of things.

"I'm afraid Pandora knew Mikhail's purpose long ago, and even used it to turn against the general." The boy's eyes were slightly closed, and as the context of the incident became clear, a certain vacancy in his heart spread unstoppably.

With a hoarse voice, he suppressed the sourness in his chest and whispered softly, "The only thing that can make Mikhail so angry is my death. He thought Dazai was Pandora's Actor, the culprit who killed me, That's why I'm so angry..."

An inexhaustible remorse flashed across Fyodor's eyes.

If he had contacted Mikhail as early as the Longtou War and knew that his youngest son hadn't died, it wouldn't have caused the situation today.

He should have thought earlier that Osamu Dazai is a derivative of Pandora's Actor, and the man who is the main body is not inferior to Dazai in terms of strategy.

Can't see through.