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"Eh?"

Although Ryoma reacted quickly, he was a big boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, a head taller than her, and weighed more than half her weight.She was half-kneeling, her knees were already unstable, and she was completely pressed on the shoulders by King Ni, almost falling along with her.

Yukimura reached out to support her body in time, and took Nioh to support her on his shoulders, Ryoma was free to put his hands on the ground and stand up.

"Senior Yukimura, he—"

"Don't worry, I'm just overtired." He turned his head to look at his former teammates, looking very calm, "It's the first time I used this ability, it's a bit exhausting mental power, I'll be fine after a short rest."

It looks very skilled...

Ryoma stared blankly at Yukimura, who smiled back, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She shook her head.

Obviously, when they chatted in the dream a few days ago, Yukimura also knew only a little about illusion.Ten years later in the blink of an eye, it is really completely different.

Ryoma thought for a while, then said, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

Yukimura glanced at her: "You'll get used to it. Now that you've come here—"

He pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at the morning star in the distance.

"It's getting late, let's get out of here as soon as possible. Listen to me later about the things of this era."

The rubble of the broken wall that was used as a cover just now has been removed at some point, revealing a sufficiently spacious passage.Longma followed him out, unable to explain why, Weiwei was at a loss, and couldn't help but secretly looked at him.

The youthful Yukimura is taller and slender, but still not very muscular. Judging from the outline of the arms around Nioh's shoulders and waist, the vague muscle lines appear very powerful.

This strange yet familiar feeling... probably was the reason why she couldn't get used to it.

Yukimura came in a private car, and worked together with Ryoma to lift Nioh to the back seat, then walked outside the co-pilot, and opened the car door for her: "Come on."

Ryoma fastened his seat belt, just in time to see Yukimura's phone screen light up, he only glanced at it, then turned off the car navigation, and said lightly: "Sit still."

He was driving fast and the engine was very quiet.A dark blue Lexus races through the night, almost melting into the air.

Ryoma put his hand on the car window and tried to touch it. Before touching the window glass, he felt a cloud of cotton on his fingertips.

"It's not cloud, Ryoma." Yukimura didn't look at her, but he seemed to be very familiar with her every movement and mental activity, and said in a timely manner, "It's fog."

"Fog?" Ryoma blinked.

He laughed softly: "You and Miss Zetian have known each other for so long, haven't you heard of it? I thought you knew it a long time ago."

"Well, she rarely takes the initiative to talk about these things, if it is not necessary." Ryoma replied very frankly, "There are so many secrets of the Mafia, can't you tell me?"

"Yeah." Yukimura nodded slightly, expressing approval, "This is also protecting you."

Ryoma turned her head and looked back. King Ni closed her eyes, leaned her head on the headrest, and was in a deep sleep. She looked away in peace and asked, "So, what is the fog?"

"Do you know the flames of the seven attributes?"

"Well, I've heard a little bit..." Ryoma had some impressions. When he came back from the sea, Irie Kanao had told her about this a lot, but he didn't go into details. She is still in the fog.

"Based on illusion, the fog-attribute flame used is an ability to construct illusions—that's what you see." Yukimura tapped the steering wheel with his index finger.

Longma followed his instructions and looked over. Indeed, the whole car was surrounded by a very shallow light. The poor light at night and the interference of the headlights made it easy to think it was an illusion.

"Like fog, an illusory existence."

Does it change like the weather?

Sure enough, the sudden torrential rain in Hakone must be man-made.

Thinking of this, Ryoma's desire to find out became stronger: "Where is the cloud?"

"The cloud is also a kind of cloud. Let's talk about it slowly when we get to the destination." Yukimura smiled, "It's not convenient for me to demonstrate it to you now."

"Okay." She nodded obediently, and asked again, "Where are we going now?"

Yukimura replied, "Peaceful."

Sure enough, they are still in Japan, but the environment has changed too much compared with the past, and the light is very dim. Ryoma approached the car window and squinted his eyes for a long time, but he didn't recognize them.

Farther away, the outline of Mount Fuji can be vaguely seen, and fortunately there is such a landmark.Well, at least it shows that they are still very close to Tokyo.

After more than an hour, King Ren woke up suddenly, as if he had recovered enough energy. When he sat up, he felt a headache belatedly, and rubbed his temples: "Hiss——"

"There are some chocolates on the back of the chair, take them if you need them." Yukimura saw it in the rearview mirror and reminded.

Ryoma also poked his head out from the front seat to look at him: "Are you okay?"

"Um……"

"Senior Yukimura said that it was the sequelae of excessive use of mental power for the first time." She said, breaking half of the chocolate that she had just opened in her hand, and handing it over, "Also, thank you just now, Senior Nioh."

He froze for a moment, and habitually raised the corners of his lips: "You're welcome. Hey, I'm just a little dizzy."

It may also be affected by the car.Nioh muttered to himself, looking out the window, he couldn't tell that Yukimura was the kind of person who loved racing cars...

"The situation is special, please bear with me." Yukimura smiled, "We will be there soon."

At this time, he seemed to think of something, let go of the steering wheel with one hand, and stretched out his hand to Ryoma: "Let me borrow my phone."

"It doesn't seem to be useful here." Ryoma handed it over to his palm and told him.

"Well, I know, it needs a little extra processing." Yukimura held the steering wheel with one hand, and put the phone on his lap with the other hand. He manipulated it deftly with his fingers, inserted a USB port, connected a small black chip, and Tapped a few times on the screen.

His hands are fast and skilled, and he occasionally glances out of the corner of his eye.After a while, he returned the phone to Ryoma.

"Okay, try again now."

The Ryoma was turned on again, and it didn't take long for the screen to light up before buzzing immediately.

When she looked at it, the note on the business card read: Bai Lan.

"Do you need me to open it?" She subconsciously asked their opinions.

King Ren lay on the back of her chair, very interested: "Is this the one who brought us here?"

"open it."

With Yukimura's approval, Ryoma picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

After the small noises, Bai Lan's recognizable voice became clear: "Hello! Little Dragon Horse, how are you doing~"

Even King Ren gave goosebumps from the tone, and raised his eyebrows in disgust.

"Are you the Bailan I know?" Ryoma asked calmly, "Mr. Boss, from the toy town?"

Bai Lan, who had been missing for many days, didn't seem to think there was a problem: "It's me, didn't we make an agreement before, you can't blame me."

"But at least tell me what to do?" She asked, "Suddenly throw someone over without saying hello..."

"Sorry, Mr. Longma, I'm far away now, so I can't go there in time to find you." Bai Lan's voice moved away a little, as if saying something to the person on the other end, and then returned to normal volume, "There should be someone now Did you get it?"

"Um……"

Ryoma responded while raising his head to look at Yukimura.

Do they know each other?

But looking at Yukimura's indifferent expression, it doesn't seem like it.

"Near misses," she continued. "Is this part of your plan?"

"It's fine as long as it's okay," Bai Lan said with a smile, "Things can't always go smoothly, but I believe in you, it will be fine."

It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk.

Ryoma slandered, if it wasn't for Nioh Masaharu who was with her, but anyone else, who was exposed to unknown people, it's hard to say what will happen now.

"Okay, to make a long story short, I don't have a good signal here." Bai Lan's attitude was very arbitrary, and she changed the subject as soon as she said it. She changed the subject and said in a low tone, "Find your friends as soon as possible. In this day and age, they stay outside The longer it takes, the more dangerous it becomes."

"Dangerous mean?"

"You should have seen that the war has already begun, and the social order is completely chaotic—don't even think about asking for help from government organizations, their people are in a hurry right now, and it's hard to free up manpower to deal with trivial matters like civilians. "His voice was very soft, and he seemed very cold, "So, please pray for luck."

From the reflection of the screen, Ryoma saw that Nioh's expression became as stiff as his own.

Confused, she looked at Yukimura again, and found the answer on his calm face.

"What do you want me to do?" Ryoma took a deep breath, "What can I do?"

Why her and not her future self?

"Don't worry, I have to see what you can do now." Bai Lan said calmly, and the next second, her tone flew up again, "Then, before we meet, you must work hard, Mr. Long Ma~"

With a click, the call was disconnected.

There was a dead silence in the car.

After driving into the mountain, Yukimura quickly drove out of the mountain road and drove for a certain distance. Finally, it was difficult to move forward, so he stopped under a tree.

The two followed Yukimura out of the car, obviously not understanding why they were going into the forest.

Is it to avoid danger?

They looked at each other.

"Although the home is closer, it is difficult to avoid intensive detection in the urban area. Therefore, I think it is more suitable here." Yukimura locked the car door and held the key in his hand.In a blink of an eye, the key disappeared, and a ring appeared in his palm.

"Testing?" King Ni frowned.

"Well, the fluctuations of the flames and rings are easy to be detected by special equipment. Although there are many civilians in the urban area, there are also people from many forces. It is very risky to take you there." Yukimura explained.

Ryoma hesitated to speak: "Then now—"

"Before I came, you were almost discovered, right?" Yukimura said unhurriedly, "They are gangsters who smuggled immigrants from abroad. However, there is actually no such thing as smuggling now, because international flights have already Stop all of them, and if you take off forcibly, the biggest possibility is to be hit by a missile and crash. The same applies to passenger ships.”

Nioh forced a smile: "Is this the third world war?"

"Maybe, or maybe not." Yukimura replied, "Because we don't know how much power we have in total—or even, we don't know who we are competing with at all."

Yukimura said that a month ago, the first mutation occurred in southern Italy.Ryoma probably heard that it was the biggest origin of the Mafia.

Unknown forces suddenly appeared, because of the special power and weapons carrying flames, they instantly broke the world structure maintained by modern technology.From the chaos between the mafia, it quickly swept the world, and countless countries and regions fell into war.

The originally relatively balanced government-government forces, rebel-armies, and terrorist organizations were at a loss. In addition, there was never a shortage of opportunists who took the opportunity to make money and fuel the flames, and the melee began.

"It's not the worst yet, right?" Nioh speculated, "At least, nuclear weapons haven't been used..."

Or, at least the nuclear bomb code can be protected, indicating that important government organizations have not completely collapsed, and everything still has a chance.

"Well, but if we continue, we can't say for sure." Yukimura said lightly.

It is difficult for the existing army to deal with the power of special flames, but if nuclear missiles are used rashly, it will put countless civilians in crisis-not to mention, the United Nations has not figured out what organization provoked the struggle.

"They" seem to appear in different areas at the same time, appear and disappear quickly, and can escape infrared detection.Combat in a small group can cause great destructive power. Ordinary guns and ammunition cannot pose a threat to them, and they can only be attacked passively.

While listening, Ryoma pondered: "Sure enough, it's still the power of the Mafia, right?"

After all, the flames first came from within the Mafia.

"But what good are they doing?" Nioh asked. "They don't look like they want to control anything, they are simply destroying."

"I'm going to ask Bai Lan..." Ryoma sighed, "Do you know how Senior Gangji described his achievements?"

King Ren said he was all ears.

"He once wanted to destroy the world ten years later, and then use some kind of power to create a new world."

"..."

The fraudster was amazed: "Where did you get the second disease?"

"But he can do it anyway, this is the scary part." Yukimura said softly.

……

No one expected that their hiking trip in Hakone, which had no time to continue, was changed to the Bimori Forest.

There's a subtle sense of humor.

In the middle of the night, they walked on the rugged mountain road.It was pitch black at night, and the surrounding forest exuded a dark and gloomy feeling. Only the light of the flashlight shone ahead, and the sound of each other's breathing and footsteps was the most obvious.

Nioh noticed Ryoma's silence, and reached out to help her arm.

"Are you afraid?"

Longma shook his head, looked at his feet thoughtfully, and said slowly, "I just feel like I've been here before. It looks a little familiar."

But the surroundings were too dark to see clearly, she had such an intuition purely and instinctively.

Nioh raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he had completely recovered from the sequelae of hallucinations, and his tone became lighter: "Do you have a sixth sense?"

Both of them looked at Yukimura in front of them.

After a while, King Ren whispered, "You believe him, right?"

Ryoma looked sideways: "If Senior Yukimura is not reliable, what can we do?"

"That's right..." He sighed, "It's really passive."

Knowing that the conversation between the two of them would be overheard, they still couldn't help whispering.Yukimura smiled silently and said nothing.

A few hours later, they no longer knew where they were, and could only follow Yukimura's footsteps.In the dark, without a map, he can still accurately judge the direction and terrain, and lead them to avoid potholes.

Ryoma couldn't see how he did it, but it probably had something to do with Mist's ability.

It was already daylight.Finally, they stopped in front of an open space. The morning light fell on the eaves of the shrine, emitting a soft orange light. Ryoma immediately remembered: "Ah, that's—"

This shrine, yes, she has been here.

On the back hill of the street tennis court, in order to find the lost Fuji Yuta, she met the same lost Vulcan, and inadvertently glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.

Yukimura turned around: "Has Ryoma been here?"

"But we were obviously in Tokyo at the time—" She nodded blankly, as if thinking of something, "Could it be that we entered a certain barrier by mistake?"

Yukimura didn't answer, just smiled and looked at them: "Maybe it's not a reunion worth celebrating. Ryoma, and Masaharu, welcome to the future, but for you, it's not ten years later, but—"

Eight years and more than ten months.