How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

A new guest is ushered in on the imperial pillar tower.

The huge stone plate under the transparent glass plate on the top floor was shining with a faint light. The King of Gold stood with his hands behind his back, staring at his old partner who had been suppressed by him for more than half a century.

Sensing the arrival of the guests, the King of Gold turned around and looked directly at the white-haired young man standing at the door.

The fifth king - the king of green is more flow than water.

There were lightning flashes all over his body, and he forced his way in along the way.The long and narrow passages and the elevators were full of non-time members wearing rabbit masks who fell to the ground.

"The Royal Front."

Withdraw the strength of the whole body, and stand still in front of the old man like the water flow.

"You came."

The strongest king was not surprised by the young man's arrival.

......

The goal has been achieved, Aihara Kiyoshi walked out of the room, stood on the edge of the garden overlooking the earth.The eastern sky has already shone slightly, and dawn will come at last.

He took out the terminal and dialed an unfamiliar number.

"Hello... May I ask who you are?"

The person who answered the phone was Kunikida Doppo, and it was he who gave the postcard of the Armed Detective Agency to Kiyoshi Aihara at the Yokohama Public Hospital.

"It's Aihara Kiyoshi."

The young man who had always carried out his ideals opened his eyes slightly. The next moment, Dazai Osamu appeared behind him and easily pulled the terminal out of his current partner's hand.

"Moses, Moses, what does Aihara-sensei want me to do?"

"Hey! Don't take other people's phone without authorization!"

The young man who was busy cleaning up the mess had bruised veins on his forehead.

Putting his index finger on his lips, Osamu Dazai smiled and looked at Kunikida, motioning for silence.Comprehending the meaning, the young man wearing glasses frowned, but finally sat down in compromise—after all, Dazai never makes mistakes in his decisions.

......

When the airship reached another tall building, Aihara Kiyoshi jumped out of the hermit crab's shell.

Landing smoothly, standing up, the young man tidied his hair that was blown by the wind a little, planning to leave this place.

"Teacher Aihara."

The voice of the devil appeared behind him.

Pausing in his footsteps, Aihara Qing turned around and looked at him.

Due to the sight and sound interference caused by the spaceship's propeller and huge hull, he was not able to spot the foreign youth in the first place.

"Fyodor."

Walking in front of the young teacher, the devil had a smile on his face, and his purple eyes looked extremely cold under the faint skylight, "It seems that you are progressing very quickly."

With the corner of his mouth raised, Kiyoshi Aihara took out the terminal and clicked on the interface of Jungle, the chaos in Yokohama and the new policy of Jungle came into view.

His eyebrows raised, "Your progress is not bad."

"Bishuiliu has arrived at the Imperial Pillar Tower." The foreign youth didn't hide his plan, "If I'm not wrong, the strongest king—is already at the end of his battle."

Aihara Kiyoshi did not intend to conceal such information that could be considered time-sensitive, "Well, after all, he is a grandfather who is about to turn [-] years old." After worrying all his life, he could finally rest.

"Is this the new colorless king?" A strange man's voice came from the iron door at the top of the stairs.

Walking out of the shadow of the tall building, the slender man was bathed in the white twilight of dawn, and his eyes fell on Aihara Qing from the very beginning.

"It's the first time I've met you. I'm the Royal Spoon God Zi, a former disciple of the Colorless King and now a member of the clan of the Fifth King. Please give me your advice. But..." I walked to Fyodor's side and stood still. The man and the young man The teacher looked at each other, "If you want to prevent Liu from releasing your own light... even if you are a king, I will not show mercy."

Just as he was speaking, Yushao Shenzi's delicate nail-painted hands were already placed on the handle of the knife on the back, and the sharp blade could be unsheathed at any time.The long and narrow eyes seemed to be as sharp as his knives, beautiful and cold.

"Really..." Adjusting the position of the glasses with his hands, Aihara Kiyoshi turned around and walked to the edge of the top floor.

The silver king's airship had already arrived in the distance, leaving only a vague shadow dotted on the sky.

Staring at the light spot until it disappeared, the young man spoke again.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to stop him. And..." Turning his head, he looked at the purple-haired ally from the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "I am not a king, and I don't have the power to stop your king. but..."

"I also have a mission to complete, so I can't chat with you here."

Turning around and smiling at the two, the young teacher fell back with arms outstretched, lips parted.

"Excuse me, and..."

Falling down like a broken kite, the young man disappeared into the gray dawn, and his last words were unintelligible.

The red sun rises from the place where it meets the ground in the distance, and the morning light is a bit dazzling.

Yushao Shenzi frowned slightly, and set off to pursue.The devil stopped his action with a sound.

"He has always brought a 'bodyguard' with him, and he is an opponent you can't beat."

That loyal singularity has always been by Aihara Kiyoshi's side.

......

The power of the Silver King surrounded Aihara Kiyoshi who was falling down.

Looking at the round transparent protective cover emitting a gentle silver-white light in front of him, a smile appeared on the young man's face, thanking the soul in his body.

'Thank you very much. '

'A messy kid. '

Weitzman could feel that when the young man jumped off the building, he didn't have any protective measures at all, nor did he show any supernatural powers—this meant that if he didn't make a move, Kiyoshi Aihara would definitely die.

Is it so unscrupulous because you know he will save people?

The soul in the consciousness space shook his head helplessly, but he was very indulgent to this unruly child.

Landing on the ground unscathed, Aihara Kiyoshi headed towards the imperial pillar tower.

......

On the Pillar Tower

After getting the answer he wanted, Bi Shui Liu's heart was not at peace—even though he already had a guess about the answer.

Looking down at the stone slab under his feet, the young man seemed to have made up his mind.The electric current that shone with green light bloomed around his body again.

"Your Majesty, I want to challenge you again."

The young Wang Rui's sharp eyes stabbed straight at the elderly man, "The trophy—is the right to control this slate."

After defeating the strongest king, no one can stop him from liberating the slate.

Guochang Lu Dajue stared at the impolite child in front of him, and the snorting and laughter from the air flowing through his nasal cavity seemed to be mixed with indulgent emotions, easily dispelling the atmosphere of pinpoint confrontation.

The old but still muscular Wang took off his coat in a heroic gesture—he decided to fight.

"Even if the old man refuses, you will rush over."

So, his answer doesn't make sense.

A duel between the strongest kings is imminent.

Suddenly, a young man's voice came from the gate blocked by the screen.

"Sorry for the interruption, can you delay your duel for a while?"

Because Bishuiliu had already dealt with all the guards in advance, Kiyoshi Aihara arrived at the top floor of the Imperial Pillar Tower unimpeded.

"Good morning, Yuqian." The young teacher nodded towards the golden king, and then his eyes fell on the white-haired youth.

Knowing the identity of the other party already, the smile on Xiang Yuanqing's face deepened.

"The fifth king, the king of green is faster than water." After walking for a while, Xiang Yuanqing stood beside the two of them.

The three of them stood in the center of the stone slab in a triangle shape.

Stretching out his hand in a friendly manner, the young man introduced himself simply, "Aihara Kiyoshi is a college teacher."

His eyes fell on the hand stretched out towards him, Bi Shui Liu frowned slightly.

"You are Fyodor's friend."

Of course, such information cannot be concealed from the founder of Jungle, not to mention that the devil had no intention of covering it up from the beginning.

That foreign youth is an extremely dangerous person, this kind of cognition made Bi Shui Liu naturally put on guard after knowing Xiang Yuanqing's identity.

But, paradoxically—his intuition told him that the person in front of him was very... close.

There is an invisible thread connecting them, which is the message of the slate.

Very strange... split feeling.

Picking up his fallen coat and putting it back on again, the aged king is informal, but on some levels he has some lovely persistence.

"He's the answer you want, King of Green."

Guochang Lu Dajue revealed the final truth to Bishuiliu without warning.

This made the Fifth King's eyes widen slightly, and even the electric current around him fell silent.

Fifteen years ago, he who should have lost his heart in the crater called Gagudu got a new life-the sword of Damocles of the former red king did not fall.

As a result, he has a healthy body and no longer relies on stone slabs to sustain life.

This is the answer without deceit that the king who controls destiny and the stone tablet that is closely connected with the king tells him.

"Even if you are my savior..." The white-haired young man never let go of his frown, he paused for a moment before continuing, "I want to liberate the slate."

His transformative power will bring about a fairer new world.

Looking at the young Wang, Kiyoshi Aihara sighed, "Do you know the consequences of liberating the slate?"

"All people will have supernatural powers." This is also what he expected.

"This is just one of them." Lowering his eyes, Aihara Kiyoshi's eyes fell on the stone slab under his feet.

Different from the silence last time, the slate is now glowing with shimmering light. These light lines show the energy of the slate—it also means that the King of Gold has no ability to completely suppress the slate.

Sure enough... this moment has come.

Looking up at Bishuiliu again, Aihara Kiyoshi was expressionless, and his pure black eyes lost their warmth, "After the slate was liberated... the 70 people who should have died in the Gagudu crater, or more Too many people—they'll get another timeline's painful death, losing the memories of people they love and care about, including you."

Because the slate has been integrated with the pages of the wish power, liberating the slate is equivalent to liberating the power of the pages-except for him as a singularity, he will not be remembered by anyone.

"Looking at the current chaotic scene in Yokohama, as the king of change, do you think that this world is really beautiful?"