I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

The rotten flowers blooming in the dark corners absorbed the scalding blood submerged in the dirty soil, and then bloomed bright red.

At this time, the reality we are facing directly matches the vision of the future we have seen.

Saiki Kusuo didn't tell Eric that what he did that day was not as simple as what he said lightly.

In fact, when he was sober, Isabella hadn't had an accident.

That group of people had an extra deal with the ghosts, which seemed to make her make a crucial decision:

Do you choose to die as food for ghosts, or choose to give up many important things other than life, and strive to become a new nun who supervises "edible children".

The latter is the only choice that can keep the girl alive.

Standing at the fork between life and death, you can't retreat, you can only stay for a short time.

When the vast majority of extremely fragile human beings face such a dilemma, will they choose the former or the latter?

The answer seems to be straightforward without searching.

Very simple.

Even ordinary people living in the ordinary world will be overwhelmed by fear physically and mentally when encountering such a nonsense thing.

Not to mention, people who fall into desperate choices come from such a twisted world.

Fear of "death".

Confused about "being deceived".

And, unwillingness to "want to live".

So it's not surprising.Not surprising at all.

The choice Isabella made could only, could only be——

"—I don't want to know what her options are. Sorry, really don't want to hear that at all."

The person with superpowers has stated his position with an unprecedentedly tough attitude.

Although no one here can respond.

Not escapism.

In fact, Saiki Kusuo was almost certain.

In the future picture he saw, the black-haired nun guarding the children with a gentle and loving smile——

It's Isabella.

Although Isabella is about 12 years old after growing up, she can still see the shadow of a [-]-year-old girl from her eyebrows.

The nun who only appeared in the foresight for a short moment is similar but not similar to the girl Isabella that Saiki Kusuo met here.

She has changed.

The most fundamental changes come from deep within the soul.

During these months, Isabella will be quiet when she sits alone under the tree, but she will still have a big smile when she is with the other children in the orphanage.

——The nun who predicted the picture was also smiling.

But something very important was missing from her smile.

Saiki Kusuo didn't want to explain what that "thing" was.

He just felt that he was enveloped by unprecedented sorrow, and felt a sense of suffocation from the inside out as he fell into an unbreathable seabed.

At the same time, there is anger.

This world is not his world - such a simple and easy-to-understand truth, why did he wait until now to wake up?

At this moment, Saiki Kusuo thought of Eric inexplicably.

Don't ask him why he suddenly thought of the boy who had nothing to do with this matter, anyway, he just thought of Eric.

'Unfortunately, such a thing happened.What would you do if it were you? '

Saiki Kusuo asked in his imagination.

'ask me?Needless to say. '

In the imaginary world, the silver-haired boy who appeared opposite him frowned, showing a hint of arrogance from the corners of his raised eyes.

Sure enough, even in Saiki Kusuo's subconscious, Eric folded his arms around his chest as always, as if he was only a little bit close to bursting to the point of being defiant.

The silver-haired boy's self-confidence is always strong to the peak, which Saiki Kusuo may not have in this life and the next life.

It's not that people with superpowers lose confidence in themselves, but that they are affected by their personality:

In the face of some unimaginable evils that are extremely inconsistent with his three views and have a strong sense of shake, Saiki Kusuo's heart will never be as firm as Eric.

After all, the person with superpowers is just a real boy, and his experience in dealing with such incidents is far behind that of his friends.

But he has to overcome this flaw.

and so.

Saiki Kusuo needed support from someone he trusted—not to mention support, but a little opinion would suffice.

'I won't let the things that don't please my eyes last longer, the sooner they disappear, the better my mood will be. '

'Sure enough, it's your style. '

'Yeah, that's what I would do. 'The silver-haired boy who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes hummed.

Fortunately, he is just a phantom now, and he will not act swiftly and immediately to purify the filthy things themselves with endless frost.

Eric in the imaginary world only hummed softly, and then said:

'You don't need me to give you any advice, you already have an idea, you idiot. '

'...'

'That's right. '

The superpower answered himself.

The warehouse with the open iron door outside was some distance away from him, and the pink-haired boy standing upright in the dark shadows looked there, both meditating and hesitating to speak.

It took a long time to "see" not only the scene in the warehouse.

That gorgeous flower that grows against the background of mud and darkness has bloomed countless times in the chests of human beings for countless years.

The children, who had changed into the brightest clothes in their lives, were full of reluctance and expectation, and were taken to the warehouse that was actually a slaughterhouse by the person they loved the most.

Their smiles and tears end here, and their youth and life freeze here.

The mountain of corpses piled up in the darkness gradually rose, and the pale pupils that hadn't closed when they died were all looking straight at the same direction.

In addition, the lucky girls who survived because of "choice" came to the foot of the corpse mountain.It seems to be able to walk freely, but in fact it has long been eroded by numbness, and can only be trapped in darkness throughout his life.

That flower grows from the top layer of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Above the only bright red flower, the shadows gathered by the ugly eyeballs of the "ghost" covered the sky.

"..."

"It's not that I haven't played games that are much bloodier and darker than this one, but games are just games, very different from reality."

"..."

"If I have to be patient, or act as if I didn't see it, don't know it, and be indifferent like a deaf-mute—"

"..."

"Okay, I've been fascinated by what I've seen and heard, and it's not a problem to change my style once in a while."

then.

Saiki Kusuo raised his head indifferently, and did the least low-key thing in his life.

"Just destroy the corpse after making a fuss... no, eliminate all traces that may expose you. Just learn the simple and crude method that Eric said before."

"Although it is very troublesome, it is really troublesome, but there is no problem like this!"

——If there is a problem, there must be no problem.

——Anyway, it was the "fault" of the person who came up with the idea.

With the superpower standing still at the center, the surrounding trees suddenly sank. It turned out that they fell into the abruptly torn cracks in the ground and were suddenly overturned.

The grass split open, and countless pieces of broken fragments lifted up the four corners irregularly, like tentacles of life and death.

Saiki Kusuo's figure swayed and was suspended in mid-air.

Half of the End of the Fragmentation of the Earth was written by superpowers, but the other half came from the "will" of this world that finally appeared.

Every world has a "world will", in simple words, it is similar to the existence of invisible laws.

Saiki Kusuo, who came from another world, intends to reconstruct the "law" as an outsider.

After being reminded by a elusive magician (as well as the help of a secret unknown purpose), he will no longer be affected by the world consciousness as before, and his determination is even more resolute.

Therefore, landslides and broken stones are reflected in Saiki Kusuo's eyes, and it is the world consciousness here that finally does not hide it, and begins to fight desperately with him, an arrogant outsider.

Before this, superpowers would never have imagined that one day they would become so insane that they would face head-to-head with a world consciousness that was a level higher than gods.

There is no sense at all, it is basically a mess, and I don't know what the result will be——

However, it is still the same reason as mentioned above.

"I'm irrational, and I'm really messing around."

Take off the suppressor on the top of the head, lift up the right hand, stretch the fingers, the palm is facing the front where the wind is blowing and the gravel is rolling.

The pink-haired boy who had stretched his strength to the extreme stood still under the threat that could make one's liver and gallbladder split.

Click, his green lenses, which his friends have secretly said many times as "dirt", shattered.

"However, it makes me feel better."

"I don't want to understand the background first, to understand why there is such a terrible phenomenon, and I don't want to try to understand it—people raise people, let ghosts eat people, this kind of thing is impossible to understand!"

In an instant, a burst of energy collided with an invisible barrier, creating huge ripples covering the whole world.

Which side won?

The world consciousness that maintains order is the first time a superpower in another world who is irrational to such an extent——

Ok.

Of course, it was "he".

Saiki Kusuo's body was wrapped in white light that became more dazzling once he appeared, and soon his shadow began to shrink.

It didn't take long for him to shrink from a teenager to a baby.

Modifying the "settings" of the other world without authorization, even an omnipotent superpower, has to pay a certain price.

Compared with the actual effect, this price can already be said to be too small.

In addition, it is not without gains.

Saiki Kusuo won the struggle, and at the same time he got countless information that he had ignored before.

For example, he actually traveled back to 20 years ago and left the "missing" friend 20 years later.

For example, he forcibly modified the "settings", which indeed disrupted quite a lot of subsequent developments.

such as he—

"It doesn't matter, anyway..."

"Anyway, you don't regret it?"

"..."

Landing on the streets of the small town that had been restored to its original state by superpowers, Saiki Kusuo was slightly choked.

He was probably a little helpless.

"I'm a bit regretful, because I was still too impulsive, which led to some troublesome legacy problems now."

"Just correct it and come back."

As time passed, Eric's expression became more and more calm, and by this time, he had completely recovered.

He said sternly: "Do what you think is the right choice, and the aftereffects will come later. These bastards are really shameful, if I'm there—"

"You even made people and ghosts into ice sculptures?"

Eric glanced at the baby Kusuo floating in front of his eyes: "Cut."

"It's too gentle, I can't do it, how can it be to this extent."

"If you go further up, it will be too bloody and violent."

"Oh? Isn't this normal? Don't you have any unnecessary misunderstandings about me?"

He wasn't joking.

Judging from the battle that almost destroyed the world just now, Eric is by no means a "gentle" person.

And, just a little bit, he will cross the line of "human".

But... well.

Baby Kusuo: "Tsk, let's take it like this."

The mouth is tsk, in fact, the face of this paralyzed baby has softened a bit, especially the corner of the mouth, it seems to be hooked twice.

Then, he let out a sigh of relief that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

——It just happened to be discovered by Eric.

"...Hey, idiot."

"what?"

"Oh, so you have already admitted that you are an idiot?"

"What? Excuse me, are you saying—"

Snapped.

The person with super powers got hit on the forehead, and there was a very crisp echo.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

Saiki Kusuo: "..."

Saiki Kusuo: "Hello......!!!"

"—hahahahaha!"

The childish old man (inside) who bounced him off with lightning speed had no sense of being childish.

"I don't like the little devil's head frowning in front of me and pretending to be mature. If you are a kid, you have to look like a kid."

The silver-haired boy put his hips on his hips and laughed. After laughing, his thin eyebrows raised first: "Hey, what are you still struggling with? Go back and call Saitama, and we can solve it together!"

Not to mention how arrogant.

The arrogance is extraordinary, and the spirit is flying.

……

so.

At various times, they both gave each other a hand.