Alien ability is a shared system

[Sacred Charm Seal]: The product of the divine power of the ghost plane, blessed by the divine priestess, can defend ten malicious spiritual attacks against the wearer (including but not limited to curses, evil spells and supernatural powers).

Price: 1000 literature points

[Small wearable Vajra Barrier]: A well-received defensive item in the realm of comprehension, it can be integrated into the wearer's belongings, and automatically forms a Vajra Barrier when attacked, which can withstand blows of less than [-] tons and [-] kg The following TNT explosion impact and medium sniper bullets.

Price: 1500 literature points

[Blessing of Life Elves]: A precious specialty of the life elves on the magic plane, it contains powerful healing power, which is equivalent to an advanced healing technique performed by the priest of life with all its strength, which can instantly restore health to the dying. Disposable items .

Price: 1000 literature points

[Passive trigger-type teleportation gem (Mother Stone)]: The latest invention of the magic plane Farnekoa, it can be bound with other props, and after the bound props are triggered, the owner of the son stone will be sent to the owner of the mother stone Beside, disposable items.

Price: 1500 literature points

After spending a night in the vast system store, Ninomiya Kano carefully selected four kinds of props, which must be able to save the life of the idiot dad in a crisis situation.

It's just that the functions of these four props are indeed powerful, but the price is also very beautiful.

Glancing at the energy balance of 0.42% (equivalent to 4200 literature points) on the system panel, Nigongzuo clutched his chest in pain.

You can't even afford props, if this continues, when will you be able to save 5% of the energy to activate the extraordinary form?

It seems that Oda Sakunosuke alone as a host is not enough for him. When the phased tasks of the writer's cultivation system are completed, maybe consider creating a new subsystem.

Thinking of this, Ninomiya Kou put the four items he had chosen into the shopping cart, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At this time, the moon was sparse, and the silver moonlight reflected fish-scale spots on the sea. The cargo ship carrying a thousand tons of cargo was driving silently on the sea. Even the red-light district in the dark alley of Yokohama was eerily quiet tonight.

It was a peaceful night, no mafia shootouts, no gangsters blackmailing with knives, even tram perverts and mall thieves disappeared.

This kind of calm is not common in Yokohama.

The people of Yokohama, who noticed the calm, sighed silently.But it was never expected that this calm would last.

After all, this is Yokohama.

But it is undeniable that because of the existence of literal hell, hidden changes appeared in this city like an underground undercurrent.

The non-lawful beings trapped in the fantasy world by the literal hell were just released when the sky turned pale.

When they found themselves back in the real world, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, they noticed the changes that had happened to them.

Chief's office on the top floor of the Port Mafia Headquarters Building

As soon as he left the illusion, Mori Ogai gave many instructions on the trial of the literal hell illusion.

Because of the command of the leader, the port mafia did not fall into chaos like other small organizations, but operated like a sophisticated machine. In less than 10 minutes, the preliminary investigation report was presented in Mori Ou on the table outside.

"Different from the simultaneous death in the illusion that appeared in the laboratory the night before, this time the members who died in the illusion of the trial are still alive after leaving the illusion, but there are certain sequelae."

"This kind of sequelae was initially diagnosed by the doctor as a neurological sensory disorder. In reality, one of the extremities of the dead members in the illusion will randomly experience moderate pain with a pain level of II."

Recalling the painful twitching members in the medical room, the little supervisor in charge of reporting intelligence had a little fear in his eyes: "We speculate that this kind of pain should be the punishment for death in the illusion. The members of Lian generally expressed that they are very tired, and their energy is less than half of what they used to be.”

"It sounds like a negative status BUFF in the game." Hearing the report from the little supervisor, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the corner of the chief's room, showed a regretful expression: "It's a pity that I can't participate in such a fun thing. .”

As the organization with the most members forced to be tried by the illusion, the Port Mafia was the most affected by the negative BUFF of the trial failure. Almost all armed members were superimposed with the negative BUFF. This is not good news.

But Mori Ogai continued to ask, "Is there any news about the script?"

"It has been found that it is a popular novel serialized in Bijiang Bunko, which is very popular among young women. Colleagues from the Internet Department have tracked down the author of the novel, who is a member of the Black Snake Society named Ueno Heping."

"Will the Black Snake be? I remember that the Black Snake was in Dajiangshan's camp in the trial illusion." Mori Ogai touched his chin, "Have mastered the script... No wonder Gojo Satoru passed the level so quickly, so it seems Once you master the script, you will have the opportunity to master the trial."

Hearing this, the reporting supervisor lowered his head, thinking that the leader would entrust him with this task, but he heard Mori Ogai call the cadre's name.

"Dazai-kun..."

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on a chair beside the game and playing games, kept his eyes on the handheld in his hand, and just let out a lazy snort to indicate that he heard it.

"Since Dazai-kun is quite interested in this matter, I will leave the investigation on the trial illusion to you." Mori Ogai gave the order, and his deep purple eyes smiled mockingly at the boy.

"You are sure, after all, I know nothing about this illusion."

"Of course I'm sure, the only Dazai-kun who will never be affected by illusions." As if he didn't notice Dazai's dissatisfaction, Mori Ogai slightly lowered his eyelids to cover the dark eyes: "Such uncontrolled things happened in Yokohama, but It bothers us."

- "That's the way it is -"

In the Lupine bar, a young man with fluffy and slightly curly black hair held a glass of whiskey, took a sip, and relayed the task he had just received during the day to his two friends.

"Is it okay to tell us so bluntly?" Ango Sakaguchi rubbed his temples after a day's work and asked.

To be honest, just finished such a chaotic night and the intelligence department didn't work overtime——

This actually made Sakaguchi Ango feel a little uncomfortable.But after all, he is not some kind of work-shattering M, and he doesn't want to immediately return to the port mafia headquarters to work overtime because of his colleague's outspokenness.

"It's not a secret." Osamu Dazai didn't care. "Is there any mafia organization in Yokohama who doesn't know about literal hell?"

"I really envy you guys... I really want to play in it too, it's just a super interesting holographic game."

Putting down the glass, Osamu Dazai lay down on the bar counter, his body slumped, allowing the two friends to hallucinate a cat that turned into a liquid cat cake because of disappointment.

"Be serious, Dazai." Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help complaining: "Do you think it's good to be exhausted after the mission fails? Because of the exhaustion, the efficiency of the organization has more than doubled today."

"Isn't that because you guys are too good--" Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, watching the ice ball rolling in the whiskey: "If you can complete the mission and leave the instance early, wouldn't you be able to avoid the exhaustion buff?"

Hearing this, Ango Sakaguchi was at a loss for words, "It is not so easy to complete the task."

"I know, the script." Osamu Dazai shook his fingers, and suddenly looked at Sakunosuke Oda who was quietly listening to the two: "It would be great if Oda Saku's works could also become scripts."

"If it's a novel by Oda Tsukuru, I'd be very interested." Sakaguchi Ango echoed, recalling the novels he had read before.

"Me?" Oda Sakunosuke, who was poked, thought about it seriously: "If that's the case, it's really good."

He also regretted the extra spicy curry he missed because the module went berserk.

"However..." As an insider who knew of the collusion with Kono Ninomiya, Oda Sakunosuke still remembered the script selection rules mentioned by Kono Ninomiya. He glanced at the two friends who were drinking, and he knocked on the bar: "I am very happy too. I look forward to the works of Dazai and Ango being interpreted."

"Me?" Ango Sakaguchi pointed at himself and shook his head: "Let's forget it, writing a novel is a lot of energy."

Unlike Sakaguchi Ango's immediate refusal, Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up when he heard this proposal: "Odasaku, you are a genius!"

Seeing Osamu Dazai suddenly excited, Ango Sakaguchi felt bad.Sure enough, the next sentence of the bandaged boy was: "I've decided, I'm going to write a novel. Instead of exploring the script that I don't know where, it's better for me to write one myself."

After finishing the daily life of ordinary elementary school students, Nigong Zuo, who came to find Mr. Host with the identity of System 01, heard this sentence just after going online.

Kanaru Ninomiya, who had already marked Osamu Dazai's head with a high-risk note, looked at the interest in the boy's eyes, and prayed silently for 30 seconds for the book that dominated the dungeon subsystem.