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…Those millions of people have all become their hostages.

But for these doomsday legions, the big deal is to kill all the millions of people and take away their souls. Anyway, they don't suffer, they don't care about the safety of the hostages at all, and even wish that the more hostages die, the better.

As for the casualties... the doomsday advance group is most afraid of the crowd tactics. Anyway, most of them are doomsday soldiers, and they can transform a large number of them temporarily, so they don't feel bad at all.

What's more, in this doomsday advance group, there are still several powerful doomsday generals.

But it is also like this, the doomsday advance group is also aware of the strength of this world, if the top players in this world come out in full force regardless of other places, fighting for the loss of millions of people, it is really possible Get them out here en masse before they evacuate.

So it is precisely because of this that they have reached an agreement with the players.

As for what the agreement is, Balloon Kuka doesn't know. Under its personal responsibilities, it can be regarded as well-informed if it can know so much.

So far, here has been caught in a strange stalemate.

— This is the current status here.

Volume 2 The Miracle of Microprobability: Chapter 1312 Chapter 395 [Pluto] (4k)

On a desolate road, an unmanned bus is driving along the road.

Beyond the road was a gray world, as if shrouded in a thin layer of mist, sitting in the back row of the bus near the window and looking out the window with his chin resting, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Now, he finally sorted out the cause and effect of the matter roughly.

With the dead and their group of top inheritors, it is not a problem to drive out this doomsday advance group. The problem lies in the millions of people who are taken hostage by the other party.

— This is a war.

In the worst case, the human side is likely to choose to die together, which is why Pluto and him will come here.

Regardless of whether it is the Western Underworld or the Eastern Underworld, a large number of manpower is needed for construction, and there are millions of dead souls. Whoever can get it will be able to take the lead in future development and construction... But the current problem not here.

If those people were dead now, he wouldn't have any psychological burden to bring the souls of these dead back to the underworld, and it would be more justifiable to rob people with that Pluto.

But now, those people are still alive.

Life should not be measured as a cold number.

But saving millions of people... This kind of thing is not something that the current him can accomplish.

Right now, he still doesn't know how to leave this place occupied by the Doomsday Advance Mission, let alone other things.

And even if he had a way to get out, he would be able to bring out a few thousand people at most when the ghost domain was fully open.

...Well, the premise is that Chu Ci's spirit can hold on to the load of millions of people.

Unconsciously knocking on the window with his fingers, Bai Zhi pondered in his heart.

It is impossible to accomplish this feat of saving millions of people with manpower alone, so it is inevitable to rely on other things.

—It’s like the [Palace of Heaven] that was once used as an inner world.

Speaking of which, there seems to be something similar here in Japan. I heard the dead zero mention it before...it seems to be called [Takatahara]?

As if thinking of something suddenly, Bai Zhi frowned slightly.

In fact, many things in Japanese culture have evolved from China, such as the tea ceremony culture, Qimen Dunjia, Yin and Yang gossip, twelve heavenly stems and earthly branches... and so on.

Learn from the past, let’s learn from the past, and you haven’t learned everything yet.

It's just that Japan's cultural output is so good that some people have been successfully brainwashed. For example, the knot seal is obviously the authentic origin of China. what ninjutsu...

In this way... Could it be that [Gao Tianyuan] was originally ours?

Stretching out his hand to touch his chin, Bai Zhi's expression was deep.

While he was thinking, Tong suddenly squeezed over from the side, and then lifted the book in his arms to his face.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

When he came back to his senses, he glanced at the book on his lap, and Bai Zhi turned his head to look at Tong with a little strangeness.

But facing his inquiry, Hitomi didn't answer, just shook his head, and then pointed to the book, as if asking him to put his hand on it.

"...Is the book spirit looking for me?"

He quickly understood what Tong meant, and after thinking for a while, Bai Zhi put his hand on it.

Compared with Qingyi and Anna, Hitomi's current situation is actually quite special, or it can be said that Hitomi is able to survive now, all relying on the maintenance of the book spirit.

Between Tong Tong and Shu Ling, there is a one-hearted relationship, Shu Ling occupies the main position, but she voluntarily gives up all the dominance, and only appears when Tong is asleep.

Even Bai Zhi himself has only met the other party a few times, this is the first time the other party has taken the initiative to seek him out, and he doesn't know what it will be...

…………………

Soon, after Bai Zhi put his hand on it, in an instant, his consciousness entered a strange pure white space, but at the same time, he could feel his own self outside. exist.

— This feeling is quite wonderful.

In the center of this space, there is a table and two chairs. A girl (?) who looks similar to Hitomi is sitting at the table quietly reading a book, with a cup of tea in front of her.

"Uh... book spirit?"

Walking to the table, looking at the girl in front of him, Bai Zhi asked a little uncertainly.

Judging from the appearance, the other party looks like when Hitomi grew from a loli to a girl...why not a loli?

"Here? Sit down."

Taking his eyes away from the book in front of him, he raised his head and glanced at him, Shu Ling spoke flatly.

"I want to talk to you about something about Anna. It's not convenient for me to go out now, so I can only use this method to talk to you here... Besides, as Hitomi's guardian, there is something about I need to talk to you about Hitomi now."

Bai Zhi: "..."

"...I think you misunderstand me a lot."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Bai Zhi stretched out his hand to open the chair and sat down.

"Although many people have misunderstood me, in fact..."

"Actually, they did have a misunderstanding because it wasn't a misunderstanding."

Shu Ling's face was expressionless.

"Sure enough, after hiding for so long, your true face has been revealed."

"Ahem...that's actually..."

"Don't forget, Hitomi and I are of one mind now, and I can feel everything she has experienced."

He lowered his head again and turned his gaze back to the book, and Shu Ling interrupted his words again unceremoniously.

"So I hope you can restrain yourself a little bit and don't bother me anymore."

Bai Zhi: "..."

Looking at the girl who covered most of her face with a book in front of her, only showing a pair of eyes, Bai Zhi was speechless for a while.

...He felt that there was a big misunderstanding.

"...What can you do with me?"

After a moment of silence, Bai Zhi chose to change the subject.

"What I want to tell you is related to Qingyi."

Not intending to raise his head, he stretched out his hand to open a new page of the book standing upright in front of him, and Shu Ling spoke flatly.

"If possible, until the end of this matter in the next journey, you'd better not let Qingyi make a move, otherwise it will cause very troublesome things."

"Troublesome things... doomsday?"

Bai Zhi frowned slightly.

"Yes, in the eyes of Doomsday, she is a good material."

His eyes were still on the book in front of him, as if he was reading, Shu Ling's tone was indifferent.

"Once Qingyi's aura is discovered by those Doomsday generals, you will get into a lot of trouble. Apart from Qingyi, Anna is also the same... Doomsday is very sensitive to the evil god's aura."

When he said this, Shu Ling raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Although it is said that even if they are discovered, nothing will happen in the end, but in this way, their identities will be exposed. You don't want their identities to be exposed, do you?"

"Is that so...Understood."

Bai Zhi stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead slightly.

"I will tell them not to make a move..."

"It's not that you don't want to make a move, but once you make a move, it's best to kill the grass, especially when you encounter those doomsday troops."

Shu Ling looked directly into his eyes.

"Remember, never have any mercy for those doomsdays."

"...you know Doomsday well?"

Listening to Shu Ling's words, Bai Zhi couldn't help being slightly moved by it.

It has to be said that there are quite a lot of mysteries about the other party.

Although it claims to be self-awareness born from the polluted gospel book, how can a mere book spirit know so much about the "Garden of Eden"?

And now, the other party seems to have a lot of knowledge about the mysterious existence of the doomsday... The real identity of the other party is definitely not simple.

"…have no idea."

After a long silence, Shu Ling lowered his eyes and answered in a flat tone.

"Also, it's time for Mr. Perverted lo*ic*n to go back."

"So I said no..."

Before Bai Zhi finished his sentence, his figure quickly dissipated like a puff of sand.

And it wasn't until after Bai Zhi left that Shu Ling put down the books in his hand...and changed them one by one.

—When I was waiting for someone just now, I accidentally took the book upside down.

...Luckily the guy didn't notice.

………………………

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Wait, are you really not keeping the agreement?"

Beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead, and the pumpkin head that looked like a thin bamboo pole began to speak loudly.

"According to the agreement between us, please stop the behavior of your subordinates, otherwise, I will be merciless for the lives of 30,000 people in this small town..."

Before Pumpkin Head could finish his sentence, a sickle gracefully slashed across its neck, taking away a series of dark green ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

"Noisy."

The figure appeared behind the pumpkin head in an instant, and the red-haired girl with a scythe taller than a person was expressionless.

"Hmm... interesting."

Without hesitation, he squatted on the ground and looked at the strange corpse. At some point, a blond man in a white suit appeared next to the corpse with a look of amazement.

"Using the soul as the driving force, supplemented by the power of doomsday, and then mixed with a lot of messy things, this kind of lowest-level doomsday soldier is formed... No, this thing can't even be called a soldier. It was transformed by people."

"Mr. William, do you mean that these ghost stories were actually human beings before?"

Hearing the man's words, the girl in a white nun's attire who also came up from behind couldn't help but look a little nervous, and subconsciously grabbed the white cross on her chest.

"That's right, that's what it means, but it is estimated that even this unlucky guy doesn't remember this incident, and instead takes pride in being a member of Doomsday."

Shrugging slightly, wiping his hands with a white square, William stood up from the ground, and then turned his head to look behind when they came.

"Boss, this guy's soul is completely useless, should I collect it like that bus?"

Accompanied by the words in William's mouth, the red-haired girl with the scythe and the white nun both turned their heads and looked behind them at the same time.

On the road shrouded in faint fog, a bus was completely dismembered from it, and the road was dripping with blood.

And in the ruins of that place, standing quietly was a mysterious figure covered in a long black trench coat.

The other party was clearly standing there, but it gave people the feeling that there was nothing there, as if there was only an ethereal projection standing there... It was a rather weird feeling, and it gave people a very uncomfortable impression.

Facing the inquiry from his subordinates, that figure did not intend to speak, but turned his head slightly and looked at the other side of the wilderness.