The mountain god is me

ten days later

The terrified citizens of Tokyo have basically recovered from this horrific disaster, and the restoration of various orders seems to have brought them back to their old lives.

The streets of Tokyo have returned to calm.

However, there are still very few people on the street. Except for the pedestrians who are rushing from one place to another, there are almost no people shopping.

Not because of the curse spirit, but——

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you." A man with a knife jumped out of the street. His body was covered with blood, and he rushed towards an office worker with a knife.

Before the office worker could react, he was stabbed down by the sharp blade.

The man went completely insane, and he slashed several times in quick succession.

Dark red blood splashed a layer of blood rain around him.

People who were on their way not far away ran away screaming and terrified.

Wait until the person under the knife completely lost his breath.

The man who killed someone stepped on the muddy meat a few times, then raised his head and laughed wildly:

"I heard it... I heard it all! This is the revelation from God!"

The conjurer who received the alarm rushed to the scene, but found that it was just an ordinary person who went crazy.

One of them stepped forward to communicate, but the man rushed over like a madman.

The conjurer's companion knocked the man unconscious and shook his head, "This kind of person is hopeless."

"Is this already the fourth malicious homicide this week?" The conjurer who was stopped frowned

Under effective supervision, the damage caused by the magic spirit plummeted, and the pressure on the magician was also reduced a lot.

I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but now it's the turn of this group of people to go crazy?

Not far away, a small furry head poked out from an open door.

The two conjurers turned their eyes and saw a little girl.

On the street, the gate that was closed just now is now reopened.

The staff at the window following him had pulled up a cordon and covered the corpse with a layer of white cloth.

"Let's go quickly."

Being watched by the young child, the conjurer subconsciously thought that he had frightened the little girl.

His companion nodded.

The two handed over the information to the window staff and were about to leave, but the little girl ran over suddenly.

"uncle."

The little girl raised her head and stared purely at the two tall people in front of her with her round eyes.

"thank you all."

The little girl gave a big smile.

Both conjurers froze, frozen in place like frightened animals.

At first, because of the disclosure of information, they would receive all kinds of scrutiny on the street from time to time.

The senses of conjurers are several times more sensitive than ordinary people, and they are even more sensitive to such scrutinizing eyes.

If it is said that they used to hide in the city and were regarded as cosplay by others at most, but now they don't want to show up at all.

So many of them initially had trouble understanding the minds of the upper echelons of the open conjuration world.

But with the passage of time, most of the considerate eyes have disappeared from life, and now they are more curious and kind.

But this kind of pure, straightforward and warm kindness was the first time these two conjurers felt it.

One of the shy conjurers stammered, his ears flushed, "It's nothing...this is what we should do."

"Xue Nai!" A woman ran over and hugged the girl, her face full of anxiety, "How can you run around?! Didn't you all say to stay by your mother's side obediently?"

After being told by her mother, the little girl named Xue Nai also realized that her behavior was wrong, and buried her head in the woman's arms embarrassingly.

"Sorry, this kid has caused you trouble."

While picking up the child, the woman bowed and thanked the two.

"No—" the conjurer waved his hand, obviously wanting to say something.

But the woman interrupted him one step ahead.

The young mother's eyes were full of trust.

She said gratefully: "Even in the past, I couldn't believe that there would be such a group of enthusiastic and brave people."

"But now that I see it, I appreciate your continued efforts to keep everyone safe."

In fact, this young mother was never attacked by a curse spirit, but almost died. In a vicious murder, the speed of the police was far behind that of the magician. If they hadn't appeared in time, she might have died in front of that lunatic. hand.

Another conjurer looked at his companion who was praised so much that he just wanted to bury his face in the ground, and smiled kindly at the young mother.

The young mother bowed again and left with the baby in her arms.

The two looked at each other, and a silent tacit understanding flowed in the air:

——Sure enough, it’s better to make it public.

Yidizhi stood beside me and lowered his head, not daring to look at my face.

The vicious alarm calls made by the citizens will be handled by the new organization's security enforcement.

Originally, the public security station only dealt with injuries related to curse spirits, but the citizens of Tokyo obviously trusted this new organization more. If other traumatic incidents occurred, the first reaction was to call the public security station.

When the alarm call came, I was taking Yidizhi to inspect the execution office.

I, who came with the two magicians, naturally also saw the picture of the young mother thanking the two magicians.

"What do you think?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"It feels...very warm." As a senior social animal who has been in and out of the workplace for many years, Yidizhi was moved from the bottom of her heart when she saw the young mother's smile, even though she was not the one she thanked.

—and there will only be more and more people like young mothers.

My fingers lightly tap the table.

——Conjurer's situation will get better and better in the future.

This is exactly the picture I want to see of the fusion of the magic world and society.

"The parfait you ordered. I'm sorry, because the strawberries are sold out, so I can replace the strawberries with mangoes for you, is that okay?"

The waiter put Buffy in front of me with a plate.

I nodded, but she suppressed a small scream.

"You, you are...!"

A red tide of excitement appeared on the waiter's face.

I put my index finger to my lips and made a "shh" gesture.

The waiter nodded quickly, and asked cautiously in an irrepressible excited tone: "Can I take a photo with you?"

I generously moved my face closer, and showed a happy smile in Yidizhi's complicated eyes.

The effect of information dissemination also came out. As expected, the people of Tokyo City finally became the people of Kawasaki City.

Every time I go to the street, I will be invited by enthusiastic fans to take photos and sign their names, as well as cheering and cheering enthusiastically. After disclosing the address, thank-you letters and gifts like snowflakes are filled with the enforcement office.

Yi Dizhi looked at this scene inexplicably familiar.

That's right, when I was with Gojo Satoru, I often saw this kind of thing.

Thinking of that person, Yi Dizhi felt mixed emotions in his heart.

——No, you can't say that.

Yidizhi glanced cautiously at the person who was eating Buffy, then lowered his head and pretended to play with his mobile phone.

Now the adult's influence is much more immeasurable than Gojo Satoru.

I don't know Yidizhi's rich inner thoughts under his honest appearance.

Although the society is developing in a good direction, the successive incidents of vicious injuries remind me that there is still a lot to do.

The lunatic said he heard it, it should be the system broadcast after killing the curse spirit or human beings.

The living people in the enchantment of the death tour will be automatically regarded as players. Once they successfully kill the magic spirit or other ordinary people, they will receive the rule prompt broadcast by the system.

You get points for every successful kill, and points are everything in Doomsday.

Within 19 days after the opening of the game of death and death, regardless of success or failure, the player's points must change.

Such purposeful rules will constantly encourage and force players participating in the game to kill spell spirits or ordinary people.

And those who dare not confront the curse spirit will naturally set their sights on the same kind.

Moreover, powerful conjurers may also extend their killing hands to other people because of the benefit of being able to change the rules with 100 points.

This is what I don't want to see.

So in the beginning, I buried all the conjurers in Tokyo with golden threads. The powerful control function allows me to manipulate any conjurer to do almost anything.

It can be said that these conjurers are my puppets as long as I want to.

Such a determination makes the system judge wrong.

When these controlled magicians kill the magic spirit, the points that should have fallen on them will be judged as my kill points because of the existence of the golden thread, but the golden thread does not deprive the implanter individual thought and life.

So the points became Schrödinger's points, both my points and the conjurer's points.

Now 10 days have passed, and the points accumulated on me have already exceeded 100 points.

As early as when the first curse spirit was killed, a golden mosquito-like shikigami appeared beside me.

The shikigami is composed of mantra spirits, which are mantra spirits on another level, and of course they can be reorganized under my control.

And the moment I touched Shikigami with the golden thread, I came into contact with the essence of Doomsday Tour, or the core consciousness.

This golden mosquito-like shikigami is the companion of Doomsday Tour, similar to the GM in the game, it is the administrator.

Doomsday Tour is a product of self-growth under the operation of the world rules, and it has been on standby for a long time.

Through backtracking, I saw the picture of the clepsydra opening him, which is different from what I said in the usual world,

The advantage of Yisuo is that it has learned about the death tour in advance and added rules that are beneficial to him, but no matter who starts the death tour, it always has its own rules and is not controlled by a single person.

From the setting point of view, its setting is like ouroboros, an unbreakable eternity.

In the parallel time and space, I paid the price of my life in order to close the tour of death and death.

But at this moment, it is impossible for me to sacrifice my precious life in order to eliminate the wandering of doom.

And now in this world, there is only one person who has the strength to stand beside me, but that person is still sleeping, and it is still unknown when he will wake up.

Based on this situation, I modified my original goal.

"This is already the fourth case this month." I looked up and said to Yidizhi.

"Yes?" Yi Dizhi greeted with confusion.

"Announce in advance the documents that are scheduled to be released the day after tomorrow."

What is recorded in the document is the rules of death and death tour and how to deal with the final decision.

"Excuse me, when do you arrive early? Over there at the press conference..."

"The press conference will be announced now, and a temporary recall will be held at 3 p.m.

The Buffy in his hand had already bottomed out, and the cold water dripped along the smooth wall of the cup, leaving a water mark, which dripped onto the table.

"Okay… okay."

Facing the god who was gaining momentum, a drop of cold sweat dripped down Yidizhi's forehead.

3:[-] p.m. Tokyo time

The conference hall of the executive office was full of reporters from various TV stations.

Everyone was confused and sat on the chairs anxiously, but their excellent professionalism made them look serious and serious.

At the same time, the real-time live broadcast channel on the network platform was also opened.

The huge crowd crowded the live broadcast room in an instant, and the notes in the comment area scrolled rapidly:

"My lord! My lord! prprpr"

"Today's Lord God is also exceptionally beautiful!"

"Why is it so disturbing to hold a press conference suddenly?"

"No matter what happens, as long as the Lord God is here, it won't be a problem."

"Lord God is everything to me, please accept the devout faith of the believer! For the sake of God, you can sacrifice my life!"

"In front, Lord God said that you should cherish your own life."

……

All kinds of crazy speeches in the comment area did not affect everyone in the conference hall of the Executive Office.

Looking at the rows of tense reporters sitting upright below me, I first showed my usual reassuring smile.

The warm incandescent light enveloped my body with a layer of soft white gauze, and the original shocking beauty appeared sacred and friendly under such adjustments.

The journalists who were already nervous were relieved.

But the next speech set off a storm in their hearts like a nuclear bomb.

I didn't give them too much time to react, and quickly finished the regulations one by one.

Shock and astonishment were written on each of their faces at this moment, as if the world was about to be destroyed.

Seeing this, I added a sentence jokingly.

"You don't have to be too nervous, just pretend that you are playing a game."

God TM's playing games?

Do we want to play this game with our lives!

There are too many slots, and the reporters are all dumbfounded.

One of them raised his hand tremblingly.

"But those curse spirits are very dangerous. Is it really okay for ordinary people like us to face them?"

Hearing the reporter's words, the surrounding colleagues nodded frantically.

That is, can ordinary people compare with conjurers?

"To make such an arrangement, of course, it is not for you to die."

Yidizhi, who was sitting next to the god, turned his head and saw that the corner of that man's mouth curved.

His uneasy heart trembled for a moment.

Sure enough, the god then said slowly:

"My promise is always valid, and everyone's life has always been a precious existence to me."

"As for the specific implementation... You will know tomorrow. It is better to experience this kind of thing for yourself."

The wickedness in his tone was almost hard to hide.

Yidizhi coughed, "Are there any other questions? If not..."

The male reporter who raised his hand just now suddenly stood up.

Yi Dizhi was frightened by his actions, and shrank her neck back.

I looked at the male reporter with an unchanged expression, "What's your question?"

However, the male reporter suddenly blushed and said shyly:

"Actually... I have always admired you, and my family members also support you very much. We believe that under your leadership, we can have a brighter future. Can I take a photo with you after this press conference? Yes, my mother asked me to bring a family portrait. Could you please sign it?"

The male reporter's words sounded like a thunderclap.

The comment area of ​​the already active live broadcast room was completely boiling:

"Here it is! My lord's believer! But why am I not surprised?"

"Did you see it? Family members. This reminds us to get a press card!"

"It's a group photo, I really want to take a photo with adults."

"Is there a group to cover the reporter's sack together? (Speak out violently)"

I froze for a moment, I didn't expect this reporter to have such a wolfish heart under his frail appearance.

"Of course no problem." I said

After asking the reporter to sit down, I glanced at other reporters who were eager to try.

"It seems that you have no other questions, so today's press conference is over. Thank you for coming."

After signing the photo with the male reporter, I worked overtime and devoted myself to the infrastructure team.

Because the original plan was suddenly brought forward, some things can only be dealt with urgently now.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

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