My Tokusho Life Simulation

With the empty self comes absolute silence.

The street behind him was empty, and there were no monsters in sight.

"Empty me...?"

The woman who watched TV murmured softly. Although it was not quite similar, she could still see the silhouette of No. [-] who assisted the Metropolitan Police Department from the corners of the water chestnut.

A sense of peace of mind suddenly came to my heart.

She knelt on the ground and lost the strength to stand up for a short time.

"..."

Rick was silent, looking at the blown bloody gun in the distance.

"Thank you...thank you..."

After being completely relieved, the woman burst into tears.

Pretending to be strong, she is almost reaching her limit.

Sora didn't respond to this gratitude, but stood where he was, as if quietly waiting for the woman to get up.

His subtext is simple.

However, at this moment, on that white arm, strange blood vessels protruded.

The woman felt the strange feeling coming from her body, and her eyes widened in astonishment.

Only then did she realize that her palm had been scratched at some point...

"..."

She lowered her head.

"Please... save this child..."

When she raised her head again, the tears that flowed had changed meaning.

It's no longer about peace of mind, it's no longer about releasing the pent-up fear in your heart.

Rather...

Relieved and unwilling.

"it is good."

A calm voice came from Sora.

He bent down and took the boy from the woman's arms.

The golden palm was pressed against her forehead, and the woman slowly closed her eyes.

There is no flame, let alone any fancy special effects.

There is just silence.

Without its owner, the clothes that were still warm fell quietly to the ground.

The woman disappeared.

Gone without pain.

The boy didn't react at first, but watching his mother disappear, he cried and hit Rick's shoulder with his weak little hand.

Rick frowned, feeling a sense of peeping from behind.

But when he looked back, the compound eyes of red and dark gold suddenly looked at each other from afar.

"What did you...do?"

A hundred meters away, the bright red scarf danced wildly.

"The pollution of the doomsday is irreversible. I gave her relief so that she can die as a human in the end."

Rick said lightly, as if he had repeated the same thing countless times.

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Volume 130: Chapter 117 Chapter 4 The Worst Situation ([-]K)

The voice was flat and understated, as if life was something as light as a feather.

More importantly, it is the attitude that has become accustomed to.

It seems that for him, such a thing has been repeated many times.

Luther took a deep breath and asked.

"Reinforcement?"

He didn't just take some of what he saw as the complete truth.

In many cases, as long as you are willing to communicate, you can often avoid the birth of many misunderstandings.

Now is not the time to set up enemies casually.

According to the scarlet light screen, the reinforcements of "Silver Tomorrow" have arrived in this world.

Then, this guy who looks a lot like Kuuga is very likely to be the reinforcements mentioned above who came to support.

"Yes."

Rick nodded slightly.

The boy in his arms was still howling, his small hands beating his shoulders in vain.

Sora, who was almost pure gold, showed no signs of getting angry, just raised his hand, and gently touched the boy's head.

"I promised this woman that I would protect her child."

"..."

Luther nodded silently.

Under the doomsday that has come, ordinary people are equivalent to tragedy.

He also wanted to understand the cause and effect of the matter.

Since the pollution of the doomsday is irreversible, there is no other way except to free her.

"Thank you for your understanding and cooperation."

Rick said slowly, his red compound eyes were neither sad nor happy.

After that, he turned around and walked towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

——That was the woman's last prayer.

The sound of footsteps and the crying of the boy were so piercing in the wind.

"Junior player Luther, you have successfully joined the reinforcements performing ground operations. Next, you will accept the only mission this time."

The words on the crimson screen swayed like candles in the wind.

"Your mission is: to repel the first wave of doomsday, find and eliminate the apostles of doomsday in this world."

"Apostle of the Doomsday...?"

Luther looked at the strange text, with strangeness and doubts in his eyes.

In other words, the doomsdays that are coming now have a point that triggers them.

As long as you find this point and eliminate it, the current crisis will be resolved.

But the problem is...

— where is it?

One month, this is the deadline.

"What happens if we don't find it in a month?"

"This world will be completely eroded and corrupted, and there is no possibility of being merged into the eternal battlefield."

Come on.

Another new unfamiliar noun.

Although the crimson light screen answers all questions most of the time, there are also many things that it won't say even if asked.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have the qualifications and authority to understand the things involved.

"I don't know how exaggerated what is happening now."

Luther murmured, and stepped forward in the direction Rick left.

That direction is the Metropolitan Police Department, and next to it in the same yard is the Science and Police Research Institute.

After walking a few steps, Luther suddenly stopped in place and turned his head to look.

"Okay, let's all come out."

The huge bustling city is now silent, without the previous chaos.

There are no survivors, and no Grunji.

In this short period of time, how many people died and how many escaped?

Luther only knew that the number of Gulangji killed on the way he came was already astronomical.

But those dead Gulangji were just ordinary people half an hour ago.

"Doomsday... Doomsday..."

Repeatedly repeating the culprit that caused this situation, Luther finally understood how terrible the so-called doomsday was.

The survivors rescued by him along the way flowed out of the streets and alleys, forming a torrent.

There are strangers, but there are also familiar faces.

After realizing that the so-called doomsday would not have a powerful enemy coming, Luther acted immediately.

It can be said that he deliberately went to the place where the family and friends of his acquaintances were, and saved many strangers.

In this doomsday, the people he can save are, after all, very few.

"follow me."

——In front of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The figure in dark blue armor was holding a three-headed dog, leaning against the wall wearily.

The road under his feet was almost paved with corpses, and the Gulangi were piled up together, almost reaching their thighs.

Inside the wall, the feet of the tired criminal policemen were already covered with traces of bullet casings.

They were attacked a long time ago.

Fortunately, because of Dacuba, he brought the equipment and was able to cope with this desperate situation like a coincidence.

After the apocalypse broke out, the survivors around knew that this was the only possible safe place, so they flocked here.

Because doors and walls can't stop those monsters at all, staying at home is only a dead end.

As for those who chose to hide, there should not be many left now.

There were no signs of this sudden disaster.

But how many survivors can reach the police station safely in the end?

There are also many patrolling criminal police who have disappeared.

"One...how are you doing?"

The old detective Sakata took a puff of his cigarette and asked with gloomy eyes.

His wife and children are still at home.

It can be said that there is basically no hope and possibility.