With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

The system thinks that the Age of Gods bundle is the weirdest host it has faced for so many years.

Whether it's traveling through time, or encountering a game NPC that comes true, he can calmly act as if he is sitting at home and rushing to draft.

Therefore, the system changed its strategy and did not spit out the previously prepared threat words.

But... a guy with such a character would actually collapse on the seat by the side of the road as if his soul had been drained because he remembered that the hook line pen was not covered.

Is this reasonable? !

The human design is broken. Hey.

The system was speechless, and after quickly searching the database, it comforted: [Okay, okay, after I'm done, I'll go to the higher up to apply for a reward of ten, no, one hundred! 】

Shindai Tsukasa lowered his eyes, sadness was written all over his body.

"..."

He didn't cover the pen cap, so the pen tip would be unusable if it was exposed to the air for a while!

For a manga artist who makes a living out of drawing, it would be a crime not to take good care of his tools.

So he said sincerely: [The reward pen is fine, can it be discounted, I am penniless now. 】

Let alone breakfast.

He didn't even change his home clothes.

If there is a mirror, you might still be able to see the dark circles on his face. Even though he is usually a nerd, he doesn't care much about his image, and he feels somewhat uncomfortable when he goes out.

System: [I can't.At present, the best way to deal with it is to carry out the task, so that the vest that has not been manipulated will always maintain its current state and be stored in the system space. It will take some time before the data transmission is completed. Are you familiar with this world? 】

Shendai Shu: [But the last two times I came here, I didn't use the image of a weak cartoonist. 】

If there is a title, Shindaitsu thinks that the current situation can be described by "How Ordinary People Survive in a Super Difficult Game World" or "The Pocket is Cleaner than the Face at the Start, How to Eat".

If he hadn't looked calm and dressed cleanly and was young, he would probably be regarded as a tramp.

It was too social death, if nothing else.

System: [Why don't the host use your lit skill points to survive for a while? 】

[Even street performers need basic tools. 】

In just a few minutes, Shendaishu had already thought about many ways to make a living, and finally died because he didn't bring anything.

[Actually, there is another way, which is to get the savings of the previous host. 】

The system comes to a conclusion after searching for similar data records.

Hearing the words, Shen Daishu's expression was a bit indescribable.

[If I can climb over the walls of the five mansions with my bare hands and enter now, there should still be things left there. 】

The world that the Age of Gods is currently in is the first instance in the game.

This copy is quite difficult.

Difficulty here refers to the kind where a small mistake in decision will lead to death in place.

If you are lucky, you can leave a whole body, but if you are unlucky, you can leave an arm or something.

It would be very exciting to play as a game, but if it's a real person... Kamyotsu thinks it's better to die as soon as possible and stay away from here in the next life.

In this dungeon, the character that impressed him the most is Gojo Satoru.

And in the short contact when he first arrived, he got two pieces of information. One is that the current timeline may be moved many years later than the timeline of the mainline where he is.

Even though Gojo Satoru's face didn't change much, he could feel the changes in temperament and tone of voice immediately.

The second is the "Teacher Wutiao" in the mouth of Yuzu Yuren.

Regarding the character of Knotweed Yuhito, Kojitsu only browsed some information on the official website of the game, but this game is only in the closed beta period now, and there is very little information. I only know that this character is a student of the important magic school. .

So……

After graduating from Gojo Satoru, he stayed in school and became a teacher?

What kind of plot is this in a horror story?

Shindai Tsunade, who came to the conclusion, couldn't help but shudder. This was even more outrageous than the ending he imagined in the game, Gojo Satoru honestly and tremblingly being the head of the Gojo family and handling daily affairs seriously.

As for the Wujo family he mentioned, it is because the character he played in this main line is very familiar with the mansion of the Wujo family.

And most of the savings are in the mansion of the Gojo family.

The system saw that the topic of discussion between Shendaishu and it had jumped to what to do in order to climb over the high wall to avoid the magic power to enter the house... Ah no, enter the house to get back my private money, and don't care about saving the world at all, so I finally couldn't help asking: [Host, why are you not nervous at all. 】

That makes it very unfulfilling, okay?

Jindai Shu rubbed the space between his brows, and replied slowly [Because you need me to "save the world", so you won't let me die so easily, right? 】

[...The setting of general comics is like this. 】

When the system almost labeled him "super dangerous", he changed his tone.

In this system, too much information is exposed. I don't know if it's because of the setting or it's just like this, but it's cute and silly.

Shendai beam calmly sorted out the messy threads in his mind.

【Are all you cartoonists this scary? 】

The sound of the system is not as easy as it was at the beginning.

[Imagination is brain hole, and a certain amount of experience is just a necessary skill for me to eat. 】

Shendai Shu paused for a while and then added: [Besides, I didn't strike a knife, I just let each character and identity follow the development of the plot and the character setting to the original ending that belongs to them. 】

System: [Other authors who beat people to death also said the same. 】

【Yeah?Maybe they think, like me, that death is better than life along with the extension and development of the plot. 】

It's a very serious word.

The system thinks that the Shendai bundle is really from the heart.

This host seems to be a host with a story, but the system really doesn't have the right to spy on it.

Immediately after it came to a conclusion, it was ready to switch the topic and take the initiative. Shindai Tsunade chuckled and said one step ahead of it: [You said you need me to use the HE ending to make up for the previous knife, so what is your definition of a happy ending? 】

The system... the system can't answer.

Its judgment of "beautiful" is only one-sidedly reflected by the data.

[Look, you can't even comment on it, so what kind of new ending do you want me to write? 】

There was no emotion in the tone of the god generation beam.

The system sounds specious.

[So as long as I can eliminate the so-called grievances, the right to construct the script can be completely entrusted to me. 】

The system turned to the omnipotent database again, and then answered him: [Theoretically... such a completion method can also be established. 】

After getting the answer he wanted, Shendai's brows and eyes softened for a moment, and then he returned to calm again.

Then he put on a distressed expression.

【Well... But, whether it's a beautiful side story or changing the original ending, to be honest, I don't want to save the world at all. 】

[The savior in the previous stories probably faced flowers and applause, but with the passage of time, the savior in the works now is more of a tragic character. 】

[If it's my turn to do it myself... I'm just a weak cartoonist who can't even climb over the walls of Wutiao's house. 】

He didn't know what he thought of, and his dark eyes flashed.

The system can understand it, especially the last sentence, so it is very shocking. Even if it is not a cartoonist, the Wutiao family's wall cannot be overcome, so it is the Yusan family of the magic world!

wrong.

It suddenly realized that he had laid out so many words just now, maybe it wasn't for the purpose of expressing remorse directly.

The key is that it was almost fooled, and it quickly started the program.

【late! 】

【Data connection succeeded】

【Identity confirmed】

[Patch repair completed, updated]

【starting……】

As if it was going to rain, the weather turned from muggy to slightly cool, and the feeling of the wind hitting the face made people feel a little cool.

"Teacher Wutiao, who did you just say...'he'?"

Seeing Gojo Gojo, Yujin Yujin put on the most common expression on weekdays, recalling how rarely Gojo Gojo lost his composure just now, and asked.

"Well, it's an old friend, old friend."

Gojo Satoru had a smile on his lips, but there was no trace of a smile in his blue eyes covered by black eyepatch.

Even if he was in an unusual state at that time, the feeling at that moment was not an illusion, but the six eyes gave him a completely opposite judgment.

really weird.

Even if he attributed this feeling to the influence of Liquor Chocolate, Gojo Satoru felt suspicious everywhere.

Forget it, Gojo Satoru thinks it's not important to be entangled with this, after all...that person is long gone, and the confession may just be alcohol affecting him.

"My old friend... I've never heard Mr. Wutiao say that."

Although Yuzu Yuhito entered the school for a short time, he has also figured out what kind of person Gojo teacher is. It is completely impossible to imagine that the story of being influenced by alcohol and admitting the wrong person will happen to Gojo Satoru.

"Because there is really nothing to say." Gojo Satoru fooled the past with a smile, "Speaking of Yuren, what's the brand of that liqueur chocolate before? It looks pretty good."

"Mr. Gojo obviously can't drink anything related to alcohol." What Katsuobu Yuhito regrets the most now is that he didn't try his best to stop Gojo Satoru from snatching chocolate from him.

But to put it bluntly, it was because of its good-looking appearance that it ignored the liqueur chocolate or something... Should it be said that it is something that Gojo-sensei can do?

"Don't mention this topic, Youren, do you still remember that person just now?"

Gojo Satoru changed the subject.

"Isn't it a customer who has been staying at the milk tea shop?" Knotabagi Yujin was chasing Gojo Satoru, and he was paying attention to the other party's situation, and had no time to look at the surrounding environment.

But obviously Gojo Satoru was more like asking casually, he immediately showed a real smile as if he saw someone, and shouted: "Mei."

The one who was called Hui was a boy with a black hedgehog head. He heard the words and walked over. Seeing the expression of Knotaba Yuhito, he took the initiative to explain the question the other party wanted to ask: "Nagizaki is still testing color."

"Well, that's not important. What do you want to eat tonight? Teacher Wujo treats you."

Wujo Satoru thought that it was a rare extracurricular activity without assignments, so he must perform well as a teacher.

"It's going to rain, Mr. Wutiao, and the forecast on the phone says it will be heavy rain."

Fu Heihui looked up at the sky, he didn't bring an umbrella when he went out, and he didn't want to go back to Gaozhuan in the rain.

"It's okay, wait a little longer, Hui, Yuren." Gojo Gojo touched his chin as if thinking of something.

"Teacher Wujo means that even if it rains, it won't rain too much, right?" Hiroto Hiroshi saw that Gojo Satoru's exposed half face was written with ease, and chose to believe in Gojo Satoru.

In the next second, the cloudy and cloudy sky suddenly began to rain. At first, it was just a sparse drizzle, but in an instant, it became continuous.

Huzhang Yuren and Fu Heihui, who had already quickly hid under the eaves, looked at their Wutiao teacher who was still in the rain, and saw that the rainwater avoided him and could not fall on him, as if there was an invisible barrier so-so.

Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth, and added: "I said don't worry, I have no lower limit, as for Youruhito, why don't you wait here for the rain to subside?"

Knotweed Youruhito and Fu Heihui realized it.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about this at all, he just wanted to show off his unlimited.

Damn, there is no lower limit... Well, it's really amazing, this is simply a must-have technique for sheltering from wind and rain, and traveling at home.

Gojo Wujo, who took the opportunity to tease the students, was refreshed, and only the sound of rain became clearer and louder in his ears. It should be a short-term rain, but this heavy rain couldn't touch him at all.

Likewise, no one whispers words about hating the rain when it rains.

After all, because of the spell, that person doesn't like any weather except sunny days.

Probably because his resentment was too strong, so even the day of his death was cloudless.

With heavy rain like today, he probably won't go out until he dies.

Probably because the sound of the rain was too noisy, Wutiao Wu's mind flashed some or nothing, and just wanted to sigh with emotion how could he be thinking wildly, but the habitual smile on his face suddenly froze and then shattered in the next second.

He mechanically followed a figure that hurried past him and turned his face sideways.

As if appearing out of nowhere, the dark-blue haired boy hid under the eaves in two steps in three steps, as if he could sense Gojo Satoru's sight hidden under the blindfold, he slightly raised his head and looked straight ahead, revealing Gojo Satoru's memory With the most familiar expression in the scene, he raised his hand and lifted the broken hair on one side, revealing a complete right ear. His tone was distant and polite: "Sorry for the trouble."