Night Rabbit is the strongest

Gojo Satoru and Kamui embark on a journey to Yokohama for the third time.

Kamui sat casually on the seat, remembering that he still had a private spaceship that lost contact in Yokohama Chinatown, and planned to go there this time to find the spaceship, and then find a way to send it to Master House.

"So you went to Chinatown?"

Zhongyuanzhong was also a little irritable. He straightened his hat and said to Shenwei on the phone: "The Street is about to open. What happened, the original Chinatown has long been closed."

"But we're all here." Kamui ignored the irritability in Nakahara Chuya's tone, looking at the pile of unattended ruins in front of him, Gojo Satoru raised the cordon and walked from the front.

"Does Chuya-kun want to come and play with us?"

"Huh? How is that possible!" Chuya Nakahara's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Can you stop coming to Yokohama?"

Nakahara Nakahara has also read the information collected by the port mafia. He knows that Kamui has visited Yokohama three times, but the commotion has become bigger and bigger each time.

What's the difference between that and a walking disaster.

Speaking of why there is Shenwei's contact information in the Central Plains, Shenwei still has to pass.

"Hey, any chance of a fight?"

Before Kamui left Yokohama last time, he went to find Chuya Nakahara, looked him up and down, and became more and more satisfied the more he looked—he was really shorter than me.

Facing Zhongyuan Zhongye's inexplicable eyes, he said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't call, how about exchanging contact information?"

Kamui also showed a strong interest in Zhongyuan Zhong, but with some strange tolerance, Gojo Satoru, who was standing aside, glanced quietly between the two of them—is it because of his height?

It shouldn't be such a naive question.

It's really because of the height of Shenwei, who has a high liking for Zhongyuan Zhong: Is this question naive?

"Leave after exchanging contact information." Thinking that it would do no harm to Mafia at the port, Nakahara Chuya still gave Shenwei his office contact information: "It's best not to contact me for the rest of your life."

At that time, he vaguely felt that nothing good would happen if he had anything to do with Shenwei.

So when I received a call from Shenwei today, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't want to answer it.

After struggling again and again, still holding the mentality of just in case something important happened, Zhong Yuan also answered the phone.

Kamui said casually on the phone that he and Gojo Satoru were here to deal with the matter, and that they had already arrived at the former site of Chinatown.

Thinking of the wonderful experience in Chinatown last time, Nakahara frowned: "What are you doing in Yokohama? The original Chinatown has been confirmed to be safe after careful inspection."

Kamui kicked away the broken stones under his feet: "Why do you need to seal this place when it's safe?" Gojo Satoru also moved his head closer: "I didn't expect that Yokohama has such a rich land resource, so it's so big that it's just——sealed. "

The yin and yang weirdness has a hand.

Zhong Yuan was at a loss for words for a while: "Ahem, what mission did you come here for? Is there a curse?"

"Yes and no." The dumb hair on the top of Kamui's head shook twice, and a clear voice spit out from his throat: "The people from Butei told us that all the conjurers in Yokohama have been dispatched for various reasons, and now the entire Yokohama , there is only one Mister Conjurer who rushed over."

"What Butei told you?" Chuya Nakahara sat upright, "Then you go contact them, what do you want me for..." Before the whispered complaint was over, he heard the second part of Shenwei's words.

"Having one strongest conjurer is much better than a group of conjurers."

It's just a joke, but he has already discovered something is wrong. If Gojo can't realize it, the current Yokohama will be a vacant state with no resistance to the mantra.

"Because I like you more than Butei, the bastard who grabbed the bandage from me." Kamui opened his mouth and pressed against Gojo Satoru's forehead to prevent him from indiscriminately borrowing the word "like" after hearing the word "like". Come together in the name of jealousy.

"It's really just a joke." Shenwei took the phone away, and after listening to Nakahara Chuya's warning, he said again: "If you want to listen to the truth, I will tell you the truth. There are more workers in port maifa than Wuzhen. Let you help me Please pay more attention to what is wrong with the citizens of Yokohama."

This is not a big deal, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it again, although Kamui was a little bit embarrassed, he still told him the big news, and his voice sank: "We will pay attention, no matter who is in the port of Maifa Keep an eye on the challenge."

After getting the reply, Kamui gave Gojo Gobi an "ok" with a smug smile on his face: "That's it, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Nakahara Chuya remembered—"Wait, why are they going to Chinatown?"

Damn, the topic has been taken over.

No curse incidents have happened so far, Yokohama is too big, the two of them alone cannot search and investigate the whole city, not to mention that it is different from the past, this is an incident of collusion between the high-level curse society and the curse spirit that Gojo Satoru has suspected for a long time, he can't If it is too high-profile, it will startle the snake.

But as expected, it is reasonable and reasonable for Port Mafia and Butei to investigate.

Gojo Satoru and Kamui started their double date looking for the spaceship with the excuse of "don't startle the snake".

"Mr. Conjurer, it's already the end of October."

On the way to find the spaceship, Shenwei saw a fallen leaf floating down.

Gojo Satoru took off his coat and gave Kamui the credit: "How about it, isn't it super sweet?"

"So caring." Shenwei replied in a neutral manner, and threw the clothes back: "It's a pity that I'm not cold at all. When it's about 100 degrees below zero, I'll need this coat."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "No, no, if it's more than 100 degrees below zero, I'll become a five popsicles, daba." The thoughtful boyfriend just now was all an illusion.

"It's okay, if it becomes a popsicle, it can be chewed and eaten with strawberry jam on top." Kamui and Gojo Satoru continued to search for the spaceship slowly on the ruins, talking about strange love.

Shenwei recalled the scene when he was nestled in the spring rain and read comics. He didn't expect that after he experienced different things after time travel, the plot still went in the normal direction after the magic reform, although it seemed that the place where the troubles were caused had changed.

Shenwei, holding the script in his hand, smiled maliciously, recalling a kind of hometown delicacy in the past, he wanted to use his brain to cook hot pot.

"By the way, is your spaceship very important?" Wujo Satoru was curious: "If Frankenstein finds out, can he decipher the technology on it and develop some kind of super advanced equipment?"

Kamui was amused by Gojo Satoru: "Hahaha, have you seen too many sci-fi movies that Knotweed recommends to you?"

"If it could be cracked so easily, your earth would have entered the interstellar age." After becoming Gojo Satoru's boyfriend, Kamui didn't mind giving him some common sense: "Intelligent creatures on every planet will have a certain technology. The timing of the explosion is as if human beings have developed rapidly from the Middle Ages through several technological revolutions to the present."

Shenwei is martial, but this does not mean that he has no culture. On the contrary, since Shenwei came to this world, he has read a lot of books and materials to understand this world, and found that this earth is still very different from the earth in his universe. The earth is more like an enlarged version of the Japanese country on this earth, and the culture of this earth is very rich in comparison.

"However, if there is no intervention by alien forces after the technological explosion, the intelligent creatures on the planet will solve the problems of life, and there will be no war in the overall situation. Basic science will stagnate for a long time after getting used to the comfort." Shenwei looked at it thoughtfully. Wujo Wu.

"Peace will hinder progress." He said to Wujo Satoru: "I read in the book that curses and monsters were rampant thousands of years ago. At that time, there were many talented magicians and onmyojis."

"But the environment in Japan is generally very stable now. Not to mention the magician, the onmyoji next door has not been completed, and there are only half-baked people who can only be called 'devil exorcists'."

"Mr. Conjurer, I can assure you that you can try to let the conjurer and the conjurer fight in a stable situation. If you are a little more bold, you humans will be able to evolve."

Gojo Satoru laughed at Kamui as soon as he finished speaking.

"You really don't take ordinary people seriously, no, it should be the weak in your mouth." Gojo Satoru was very firm in his position, and he knew exactly what Shenwei wanted to confuse him: "Shenwei, are you A fighter."

Shenwei tilted his head: "Is there something wrong?"

The night rabbit can become one of the strongest races in the universe, and war is the catalyst that urges them to evolve the fastest.

"Aren't you worried about the development of the magic world, great educator." Shenwei really didn't understand: "Isn't what I proposed the simplest solution? You don't want to kill those old guys."

He felt that the current situation faced by conjurers was not too harsh. In his opinion, all races could only fight back when they were cornered.

"If human beings were to be forced to death by the curse spirit tomorrow, the group of high-level people you mentioned would not be fighting among themselves."

At that time, Yetu fought as a mercenary in the universe in the face of the desperate situation of death and homelessness on the mother planet.

Gojo Gojo seemed to have heard some funny joke: "Hahaha, your idea is so cute." He poked Kamui on the forehead: "You don't understand human beings, human beings are very dirty."

"Don't say that tomorrow, even if there is still one minute left, human beings will be forced to death by the curse spirit. The group of people who are accustomed to intrigue and obsessed with power will only think of how to pull others back and let themselves survive. "

"In other words, they would rather use the best resources to protect themselves until they are the last to die, rather than give these resources to those who fight on the front line for resistance."

"You also have to beautify your own selfishness, which is the least risky way."

What Wujo Satoru wants to do is to cut off their roots, so that this kind of thinking will not continue to linger in the hearts of the next generation, and there will always be old orange peels from generation to generation.

What he wants to do is to cut off from the root, no matter how bewildered the divine power is, the way he thinks of for Wujo Wu is to suppress it, not to cut it off.

This is the huge difference in the views of Gojo Satoru and Kamui.

However, Gojo Satoru believed that Kamui just didn't understand, hadn't been exposed to his thoughts, and he still wanted to convince Kamui to let him understand his thoughts, which would give him a sense of accomplishment.

Oh man.

When he first confessed his love, he thought that if he fell in love, he would get in first, and if the three views disagreed, he would break up. The dog man has completely forgotten his previous thoughts.

"It's boring." Seeing that he was unsuccessful in bewitching him, Shenwei lost interest in Wujo Wu, turned around and went to find the spaceship.

In the end, the two found Shenwei’s spaceship somewhere underground in the middle of Chinatown. The reason why the spaceship lost contact with Shenwei was only because the fake burial ground was opened and interfered with the spaceship’s signal. Fortunately, there was no other conspiracy. No one else has spotted the ship.

Gojo Satoru, who visited the alien spacecraft for the first time, looked around, and his curiosity almost overflowed from the bottom of his heart.

Kamui changed into simpler clothes from the spaceship, and climbed to the control cabin on the lowest level of the spaceship for maintenance. After the simple maintenance was completed, the reply letter sent by Kagura to justwe also arrived, followed by Afu Tusai Give Kagura's spaceship energy.

Afu Rabbit: You bastard, don’t leave all the tasks to others, you still need to be a little bit self-conscious about being a boss, connect to read the files now, admiral, bastard.

Shenwei stuffed the energy into the energy cabin, and the spacecraft restarted successfully.Gojo Satoru found Kamui: "Can you connect with your world here?"

Shenwei glanced at him: "Come with me."

When the two came to the cab, Shenwei turned on the big screen, ignored hundreds of messages, and directly contacted Chunyu headquarters.

It was connected soon, and on the screen was a celestial being with a tiger's head: "Master Admiral!"

Seeing what he wanted to say, Shenwei squinted his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, I want to see Afutu in three seconds."

He dared to call him a bastard admiral, didn't he know that it was a blessing for his subordinates to work overtime?

A black-hearted admiral was upset.

Afutu stood up from the seat: "Long time no see, Admiral, we miss you so much haha."

Shenwei pulled Wujo Wu over: "Let me introduce, this is the admiral's wife, I'm in a relationship, I believe our Master Afutu can handle Chun Yu's affairs well."

Ignoring the surprised subordinates behind the screen, Shenwei continued: "If you can't do this well, you can all die. That's the decision, bye~"

Gojo Satoru didn't expect him to see his parents like this in a daze, and before he could say anything, the tyrant Kamui unilaterally hung up the contact.

"Didn't scare you, boyfriend?"

Thinking of a group of muscular men on the opposite side listening to Kamui like docile birds, Gojo Satoru, who was deeply aware of Kamui's identity for the first time, smiled: "How could that be, it's so cute, my dear."

He glanced at the console, there were countless buttons on it, and suddenly thought: "Can there be any high-tech to detect Yokohama?"

Shenwei understood: "This is really there." After a few random presses, the large screen was cut into dozens of split screens: "Electronic waves scan the monitor, so they won't be able to find it."

"Can you detect abnormalities in the mantra?" Gojo Satoru was a little suspicious.

Shenwei pressed another button, and a small glass cover rose up on the console: "Input a little mana into it, and I'll try to adjust the parameters."

Hitting the button quickly, Shenwei completed the input work, and all the split screens changed, which looked a bit like a thermodynamic image: "When the mana concentration is greater than twice the overflow of a normal person, it will automatically lock and an alarm will sound .”

Kamui's relaxed look was a little bit Gojo Satoru's recognition of him, but he immediately changed his mind and thought, to be the world-famous pirate admiral must not only be able to fight.

However, too many people have been blinded by Shenwei's aggressiveness, blinded by Shenwei, forgetting that Shenwei can be very smart.

After Shenwei was done, he looked up and saw Wujo Gojo's thinking side face, suddenly felt a kind of pride of "Is my boyfriend really handsome?", hugged Gojo Wujo and kissed him: "My thank you."

Looking at Shenwei's natural appearance, it was like scratching Wujo Wu's heart. He glanced at the phone, it was fine, there was no task, and no one harassed him.

Gojo Satoru pulled Kamui up a bit forcefully: "Is there a practice room or something? The venue is bigger."

Shenwei looked at him, raised the corners of his mouth: "Fight?"

"Do you want to give you a chance to counterattack?"

"Go, the next floor is here."

Gojo Satoru looked at Kamui who couldn't wait to pull him away, and smiled meaningfully.

He wants to use his personal experience to let Shenwei understand what is the insidiousness and cunning of human beings.