I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 66 Soul
"Mrs. Hoshino Tanimura,"

Professor Ohsumi, who had been summoned, stroked his silvery-white beard and explained to the girl in front of him again.

"We can only extract serum containing extraordinary power from extraordinary bodies and then inject it into living organisms, allowing this power to replicate and operate on its own."

"During this process, a large amount of physical and mental energy is consumed by the organism: if human consciousness can be quantified."

"Simply put, one must have a strong body and an indomitable will."

After saying that, the old professor shut his mouth and said nothing more.

The implication is that you, young lady, are not qualified.

"I know, Professor."

The girl hadn't spent much time with Wataru Tanimura, but he had almost nothing to hide from her, so Yagi—no, Hoshino Tanimura—was very clear about the inside story of the 'artificial superhumans'.

"I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, but—"

"I must become extraordinary as soon as possible!"

Despite Director Takeya's promise, Hoshino is no longer willing to trust others easily. Only by gaining power and influence can she protect Watari's remains.

She had even secretly given orders to the two superhuman dogs: if she didn't show up in three hours, they should:
A killing spree!
All I see are enemies; I will fight to the death!

Now that she has lost her last chance, the world is no longer her concern.

The island nation's government's 'collar' program is indeed very perfect, but unfortunately, the collar also has thorns, especially for the girls who are now being severely stimulated.

It has clearly slid from one extreme to another.

"Please begin,"

"I will inherit everything that is passed down."

"Since Mrs. Tanimura says so, what are we waiting for?"

On the other side, Professor Honjo was in high spirits. He had been using superhuman dogs for experiments, and now that he had finally encountered someone who could conduct research with a 'superhuman,' he was eager to get started.

"After an organism dies, the various enzymes inside the cells do not immediately lose their activity, and the cells will also retain some energy substances such as ATP. As long as there is an energy supply and the enzymes remain active, the cells can survive for a period of time."

"But since the cell's oxygen supply has stopped, the cell is now undergoing anaerobic metabolism, and the metabolic product is lactic acid, which accumulates inside the cell. Once the cell's energy substances are depleted, the enzymes lose their energy support and lose their activity. Only then is the cell considered dead."

Professor Honjo rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"This process takes about half an hour, and the longest record is no more than 4 hours."

Even superhumans abide by basic biological rules: we don't have much time to waste!

"All right,"

Since both the 'experimental subjects' and 'colleagues' were urging him on, Professor Ohsumi no longer hesitated and began to devote himself to the work.

"I hope you won't regret it."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The girl, strapped to the operating table, struggled violently. Countless worms throbbed and pulsated beneath her skin, as if every muscle had its own consciousness and was about to burst out of her body. The scene was extremely horrifying.

"Quickly, hang two more bottles of nutrient solution!"

"Adrenaline, inject one or two units!"

"The heart rate is steadily rising, exceeding 300; body temperature is also..."

A group of biology professors busied themselves around her, constantly trying to stabilize the girl's condition: although it was merely a piecemeal approach, based on previous experience, it could indeed create "artificial superhumans." The rest:

"It's up to you, girl."

Wearing a mask, hat, and surgical gown, Professor Osumi's gaze swept over the struggling and screaming girl, silently cheering her on.

People will always risk their lives for something in their lifetime.

Hmm, it was...?

On a level they couldn't perceive, Akihi Yu's surprised gaze fell upon the operating room through the paper crow.

Don't misunderstand, it's not that Akihiyu suddenly activated super-visual bloodstains like 'Byakugan' or 'Red Eye', but rather that this experiment has given him feedback on new techniques.

The secret technique of the mountain clan!
The reason why this technique was returned is because:
On a level visible only to Akihi Yu, a faint figure stood before the operating table.

Tanimura ferry!
Or rather, it was an echo of Tanimura Wataru's soul and magic.

"No, the test subject is experiencing organ failure!"

"It's a sign of failure."

"Should we terminate the experiment and begin resuscitation efforts?"

The girl was, after all, just an ordinary person, without the physique and willpower of someone like Iori Kazuka or Fuji Seiko, who were on the front lines of the police force and had undergone rigorous training.

Soon, her extraordinary experiment showed signs of failure, although this was the normal course of events.

At the same time, the illusory figure beside the operating table made a 'bowing' gesture, looking at the girl on the operating table who was enduring excruciating pain from the fusion. It seemed to sigh, and finally gently stroked the girl's head with both hands.

? !
"Crossing—"

The girl on the operating table suddenly stopped struggling.

A warm power flowed within her, and the familiar scent brought tears of blood to her eyes.

Meanwhile, on the high-tech instruments around her, the girl's various physical indicators rapidly approached normal.

"Success?!"

"This doesn't make sense!"

"Very good, continue administering the nutrient solution."

The situation suddenly changed 180 degrees, catching a group of biology professors completely off guard.

brush,

The girl on the operating table suddenly stood up, and the instruments restraining her exploded!

The professors around him were so frightened that they backed away.

puff,

He yanked off the electrodes and IV tubing from his body.

After being turned over and off the operating table, the girl, whose demeanor had changed drastically, walked towards the side of the operating room.

Tanimura Watari's body lay there, his face neatly arranged, as if he had simply fallen asleep.

"Cross,"

For the extraordinary girl, lifting her lover's body in a 'princess carry' was as simple as eating and drinking.

Let's go 'home'.

"Wait! Mrs. Tanimura, let's have a check-up first—"

He pulled back the excited Professor Honjo,

Professor Ohsumi reluctantly spoke up, trying to dissuade his old friend of many years.

"Read the air, don't disturb them."

Reading the air?
Professor Honjo was taken aback. As a Nobel laureate, he had reached a level where he no longer needed to care about other people's emotions.

However, that only applies to ordinary people.

"I was reckless,"

As a top-notch intelligent person, Professor Honjo quickly realized what was going on.

Rushing over to do something like this at a time like this, only to be slapped in the face: "The high-end cemetery plot you've already booked is ready to use."

"What a pity. Based on the experimental data just now, that corpse was enough to create dozens of extraordinary beings."

If left to be taken back by the other party, the cell activity will inevitably approach zero over time.

In the end, it will just be a corpse!

If it weren't for this reason...
Why is the Public Security Committee Chairman in such a hurry to take the body away?

"You're dreaming,"

Professor Ohsumi has a different opinion on this.

"The experiment was on the verge of failure, but Mrs. Tanimura miraculously reversed it. Do you think that's normal?"

"what do you mean?"

Professor Honjo turned his head.

"The folklore group has already proven the existence of the 'soul'," "Since it's extraordinary, the soul is naturally even more mysterious: perhaps it was that Tanimura Wataru who helped her, who knows?"

It must be said that the professor's speculation touched on the truth.

"It's a 'Guardian Spirit'?"

In Akihi Yu's eyes, a phantom shadow floated behind the girl who left the operating room.

This kind of treatment is something only Gaara receives in the World of Fire: relying on the magic left by his mother, Gaara, who was chosen to be Shukaku, can even hold his own against Madara with his Mazo Noh.

No, the Crown Prince also has one.
Yes,

Gaara and the Crown Prince both died in childbirth, leaving their magical powers within their bodies.

The magical power within this girl originally came from Tanimura Wataru, and it was only natural that Tanimura Wataru's lingering soul would attach itself to her.

Although:

Like Gaara, this girl was also unaware of 'Tanimura Wataru's' presence.

"Woof~~" x2
Two limping dogs came to greet them. Director Zhuya and Yizhi Yihua, who were waiting outside, also showed expressions of relief when they saw the girl carrying the body out.

The "collar" project was orchestrated by Iori Kazuka, but she was not inherently a villain; she felt guilty about the death of "Tanimura Watari".

As for Director Zhuya, it's because she has gained another powerful force!
"Good, very good, it's good that it's a success!"

With demons scattered across the island nation, frequent battles are inevitable in the future. At such times, we must seize every opportunity to expand our strength.

Many in the cabinet advocated using the remains of Tanimura Watari as raw material to create the superhuman serum, and even imprisoning the other two superhuman dogs as raw materials!

However, it was rejected by Director Zhuya and others.

Not to mention that this "scorched earth" approach would demoralize the people under the Metropolitan Police Department, and once the news leaked, no more superhumans would ever join them; the power that the two superhuman dogs, under the leadership of Wataru Tanimura, unleashed when they finally combined was enough to make people take notice!
Using such combat power merely as a raw material for extraordinary abilities would be a complete waste.

"Director, I need to take Duan home. Can you help me prepare?"

"It has been prepared for a long time."

Director Zhu Ya smiled and pressed her earpiece, and someone immediately pushed over an ice coffin.

“I have arranged for two teams of police officers to patrol around your place 24 hours a day, so you don’t need to worry about the body.”

".Thanks,"

Place your loved one in an ice coffin.

The girl easily lifted the several-hundred-pound instrument and walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department, surrounded by two super dogs.

"Are you just going to let her leave like that?"

"Director, I'm starting to have a much higher opinion of you."

In response to Yi Hua's words, which were covered in bandages under her clothes, Director Zhu Ya pushed up her non-prescription glasses and smiled.

"if not?"

"You underestimate my magnanimity."

Becoming extraordinary means you can be unrestrained? Absolutely not!

Apart from the 'Inari God', the other extraordinary beings that have appeared so far are not enough to make the state apparatus fear them.

Hoshino Tanimura will definitely cooperate with the Metropolitan Police Department because Chief Inspector Takeya saw an unwavering determination in that girl's eyes.

"Director, shut your mouth. You're practically bursting with ambition."

"Yihua, I'm still your boss."

"Can't you show some respect?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"The Secret Techniques of the Mountain Clan"

Akihi Yu, who came to watch a play but ended up obtaining a secret technique, is now researching the new technique.

"It can control other people's minds, invade and read the memories of the living and the dead, and also has the special ability to transmit information to others and possesses powerful perception."

Very good techniques, especially 'precision control' and 'reading'. If Qiu Riyou wanted to, he could even control the American president to launch a nuclear missile: in a sense, this world has no secrets for him anymore.

"The mountain clan's abilities can be extended to the S-rank 'Spirit Transformation Technique.' If it's that technique, it's truly invincible!"

The soul leaves the body, traversing and killing enemies regardless of distance, and can also control the opponent's body and enter the mental world of others. This is nothing more than the so-called 'astral projection'.

"That was an unexpected bonus, hmm~~"

The crow took one last look at the girl who was leaving in the police car, memorized her name, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Minato-ku, Shiroganedai Town.

This area is located in the southwest of the port area. There are no skyscrapers, luxury cars and beautiful women; but that doesn’t mean it’s poor. On the contrary, it is known as the port area’s ‘oasis’. The streets are lined with lush greenery, elegant and quiet, with Western-style restaurants and cafes, which emphasize a low-key yet luxurious atmosphere.

At the same time, there are also many exquisite Japanese gardens. Unlike the 'Minato Ward residents' who live in high-rise buildings and top-tier apartments, the people living here are all low-key nouveau riche.

"I'm back,"

Under the cover of night, a girl named 'Hina Hongo' stepped out of a black car and happened to run into a couple who were leaving home.

"Ah, it's Hina."

The middle-aged man and woman stopped and actually stepped aside.

"Father, mother."

Faced with the girl's bow, the two quickly returned the greeting, their tense expressions revealing no trace of the warmth of 'family'.

"That... Hina, the third son of the Toyota family, wants to invite us to join his laboratory."

"That good-for-nothing? He definitely doesn't have any extraordinary resources."

The girl with the schoolbag stood at the door, calmly answering—or rather, giving the order.

"He just wants to rip us off, but there's no need to refuse him outright. Let's just keep him hanging."

"Yes,"

The middle-aged man nodded, his attitude completely befitting a superior.

Instead of his own 'daughter'.

"Hina, then let's..."

The middle-aged woman pointed to the car next to her, which elicited a wave from the young girl.

"Have fun, Father, Mother."

As soon as the girl entered the exquisite Japanese garden, a young man immediately came up to her, knelt down, and attentively helped her take off her shoes.

"Hina, do you like the gift I gave you?"

"Not bad, brother."

The girl answered casually as she changed her shoes.

"Although that school showed no signs of anything extraordinary, but..."

"but?"

glance--

As the girl's gaze swept over...

The puzzled young man quickly lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

"Xiao Qiong's brother?"

Pushing open the door to her own room, Hina Hongo placed her schoolbag on the ammunition box and touched her lower lip with her finger.

"What a nice unexpected bonus."

The bookshelves in the room were filled with firearms of various models.

The bedside table had been replaced by several oxygen cylinders, and the words "human relief" on the cylinders looked suspicious no matter how you looked at them.

Portable anti-tank weapons were hanging on the walls. This place was more like an armory than a young girl's boudoir!

"Find some time to get to know him privately."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

PS: No native superhumans will appear in this book. This Ji Nai can only be considered a strong person among 'humans' at present.

(End of this chapter)