Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

Yokohama's specialized isolation zone was set up in the suburbs far from the city, and the car carrying Hirakawa Masashi drove further and further away.

He was sitting in the back seat of the slightly bumpy car, feeling a little motion sick with a headache.

The driver was a guy with blond hair. He caught a glimpse of his pale lips through the rearview mirror, looked back and forth several times, and asked in a worried tone:

"Is Master Hirakawa uncomfortable, do you need me to stop the car?"

Pingchuan Yaji rubbed the center of his brows: "Don't stop, I'm just a little motion sick, it's okay. And it's past eleven o'clock. As a chef, how can I make customers hungry?"

Saying this, he was also a little puzzled. Although he did experience motion sickness, it had been a long time since the symptoms of motion sickness were so obvious.

Could it be because the three species regenerated in the morning consumed too much energy?

Hirakawa Yaji couldn't find the correct answer for a while, so he could only temporarily put his doubts aside.

The driver looked up at the rearview mirror and said, "Then let me open the window for you, it should make you feel better."

Hirakawa Yaji was so motion sick that he didn't want to speak, so he just nodded in agreement.

The car window was halfway down, and the wind from the seaside avenue was blowing on his face, and his headache was slightly relieved.

Under the warm sunshine and the comfortable sea breeze, he couldn't help covering his mouth and yawning, feeling a little drowsy.

Before he knew it, he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became steady and quiet.

After more than ten minutes, after confirming that he was asleep, the driver sitting in the driver's seat, no, he should be called John Steinbeck from the North American Superpower Organization.

He glanced in the rearview mirror, and the worry on his face disappeared instantly, like the expression just now was a mask.

"Effortless."

He pouted, controlled the vehicle to slow down, and gradually approached the woods on the side of the road.

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After Chuya Nakahara left the port building, he rode his beloved heavy motorcycle to the isolated area in the suburbs.

The fastest way to get to the suburbs is the seaside avenue that surrounds Yokohama. As he moves away from the city center, there are fewer and fewer vehicles around him, and he is the only one for several kilometers.

This can't be soaring?

Excitement flashed in Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes, a layer of faint red wrapped the heavy locomotive, the accelerator was screwed to the bottom, the remodeled engine made a strange but wild whistling sound, and the tires rubbed against the ground like a sharp arrow Penetrate the highway.

As the speed reached the peak, there was a look of recklessness between his brows and eyes, and the black coat flung out an elegant arc in the wind.

He was having a good time until he noticed something unusual in his eyes——

A car with the license plate marked "Police" was parked on the side of the road in the woods, with the door wide open, and there was no one around.

"Ok?"

As soon as he twisted the handlebar, the motorcycle turned smoothly and approached the vehicle.

After stopping the car, he walked over and circled the car to confirm that there was no one inside, but the key was still inserted in the steering wheel. When he opened the trunk, he saw a wheelchair lying quietly.

"Hey, isn't this the wheelchair of the exclusive chef of the Butei Club? Why is it here?"

He saw it during the rescue yesterday and had an impression of this specially modified wheelchair.

Living in the other world all year round, he quickly realized that something was wrong.

After noticing the strangeness, he became more cautious, and then under the cover of the faint smell of gasoline, he smelled a special smell, which was very slight and covered up by the smell of gasoline. If he hadn't smelled it before, he would definitely not be aware of it. arrive.

It was a drug that he encountered during his business trip in the United States. It was very precious and rare, and there were few channels for selling it to the outside world. It was used to soothe the nerves and make people fall asleep.

The word "kidnapping" suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help frowning.

This is the most convenient route to the quarantine area. The exclusive chef of Butei Club passed by here during the meal time, and he knew with his brain that the other party must be entrusted to help.

His heart suddenly burned with anger.

You must know that the most people in the quarantine area are the people of Port Mafia. Hirakawa Yaji used to help Port Mafia, but now, he was kidnapped on the way!

This is a declaration of war on Buteisha and Port Mafia at the same time!Maybe add the Supernatural Secret Service and the military police.

The tiger's mouth is twitching, and I am impatient to live!

The comfort in Zhongya Zhongya disappeared immediately, replaced by solemnity and anger.

He touched the seat, there was still a lingering warmth, the person should not have gone far.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the brim of his hat, a scarlet glow of supernatural power gradually rose on his body, and the ground under his feet was cracked like a spider's web.

The next moment, he jumped up and shuttled through the trees like an arrow.

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John did not go far. While controlling the vines, he threw away the suit he pretended to be a staff member, revealing the blue-green jumpsuit and white shirt underneath.

Report to the other end of the terminal: "The target person has been intercepted, and the mission went well."

"Wait where you are, Love will be there soon."

"receive."

John went deeper into the woods and began to wait.

The vines climbing out of his neck were grafted onto the tree, and the branches became hideous and weird.

Weird branches wrapped around Hirakawa Yaji's wrists and ankles. The trees controlled by supernatural powers would not be sympathetic to jade, and they bound him firmly in a very rough manner, hanging in the air, and the bloodshot oozing from the worn skin on his wrists could be vaguely seen.

But Hirakawa Masaki didn't seem to feel it at all, he didn't move, his head was lowered, his dark blue hair blocked his face.

John breathed a sigh of relief and sat cross-legged under the tree.

In fact, the other party miscalculated the resistance of the gourmet cells in Hirakawa Yaji, and when John controlled the vines and took him away from the car seat, Hirakawa Yaji woke up.

It's just that they don't know the purpose of the other party, so they follow the other party's plan.

And his consciousness has been connected to the system backpack, attached to a test tube [Dormant Extraction], which can be taken out at any time.

[Dormant Extraction] is condensed from the essence he extracted from various animals and plants. After being broken, it will spread rapidly, causing animals and plants to fall into a dormant state instantly, and the cells will shrink. If it is not treated, it will have a fatal effect.

And in the same grid, there are many things similar to dormant extraction, it is just the most inconspicuous one.

John should be thankful that he doesn't live in the gourmet world, otherwise he would know by now what an irrational decision it is to provoke a rebirth teacher!

What is a reviver?

For people in the gourmet world, this is a group of characters who can go in and out of the gourmet forbidden area, tear up gourmet beasts with their bare hands, and are on par with gourmet hunters. They are elites who are proficient in various drug preparations, limb regeneration, and species regeneration. Hundreds of millions, no one knows what kind of capable creature a regenerator has in his hands, and whether his family has domesticated an army of gourmet beasts.

In the gourmet world, the "healing country——LIFE", which is formed by many rebirth masters, is a holy place independent of all countries, and even the head of state will be unceremoniously thrown out here.

As for Hirakawa Yaji, even though he is in a different world and lacks physical fitness, he is undoubtedly a genuine rebirth master!

Usually, he does not show the mountains and does not show the water, and travels in a wheelchair, but if someone comes to provoke him, he must be prepared to pay the price.