Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 400 Nari's Change
Amid the cold and hard mechanical sounds, Jia Yu Ming Yuan stood there with his weapon put away.

The hexagonal Han sword had gaps of varying sizes and traces of melting. The nanoworm mechanical clusters of [Weapon Materialization] quickly filled in the gaps and squirmed to repair them.

There was a deep, burning crack on Jiayu Mingyuan's chest armor, which spread from his chest to his lower abdomen. Large chunks of burned armor were peeling off and being replaced with spare armor.

He looked very embarrassed.

But Song Shi could clearly feel that Chu Tonglu still had the strength to fight.

After being hit by a blow that consumed one of his "sparks", the opponent forcibly took it. His injuries were indeed not light, but they were definitely not serious - how could it be considered surpassing if he was not injured?

The more wounded he is, the braver he becomes. He rises against the odds and tries to survive in desperate situations.

For a third-ring [Transcendence], this not-too-serious injury can actually be considered a positive gain in a sense!

"If this sword doesn't work, then there's no point in continuing to fight."

Chu Tonglu released Jiayu Mingyuan and returned to his appearance as a middle-aged man.

"This is the peak output of my normal state. I do have a hidden skill, but judging from this sword, it won't have any effect on you."

As Chu Tonglu walked towards this side, he took out a piece of chewing gum from his coat pocket and put it in his mouth: "Humph, you are really good, I admit defeat."

"No thanks."

Song Shi waved his hand modestly: "If you were in the Beiting Defense Line and could take my attack, you would have no problem being selected as a 'seed'. Of course, it's not possible now, you're too old, over 30 years old."

Chu Tonglu froze while taking the candy. He argued, "Thirty-two years old is not considered old... just a little older than a teenager! Do you understand?"

Song Shi smiled but did not answer.

The statement that one is qualified to be selected as a "seed" is not a joke, it is the truth.

It can even be said that even among the "seeds", Chu Tonglu's talent can be ranked in the middle - this is the "seed" in the new generation training list of the Beiting Defense Front.

Anyone who can rank in the middle here is worth cultivating wherever he is, and has the potential to become a psychic genius at the fourth level, [Sublimation].

The Academic Council at that time might have considered whether or not to try to reconcile with Chu Tonglu and accept each other.

However, before it could be finally decided, the latter took advantage of an experimental transfer and transportation through the wasteland and killed the escort with Jiayu Mingyuan and escaped.

At this moment, Lapis Lazuli and Airu floated down.

"Song Shi, do you want to go directly to Nali County, or find an area to rest for a while?"

"Of course." Song Shi grinned: "Go straight to Nari."

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Among the 19 counties under the jurisdiction of the East Land Republic, Nari County is the smallest county.

Compared to the largest "Shigehara County", Nari County is less than one-fifth of the former.

The word "Nari" in Nari County comes from Mount Nari in the county, which is a mountain with an altitude of over a thousand meters and covered with red maples.

Snap.

The powerful functions brought by the prosthesis in the past disappeared quietly at this moment.

The man had never felt his legs so heavy, as if they were filled with lead.

Night had already fallen. Following the old Shangjiangong's order, the Nari Mountains, which were deliberately not equipped with any lighting equipment, melted into the night. The forest suddenly became dark, as deep as a man-eating demon that could suck the marrow out of people silently.

The heavy, rapid breathing became the only sound in the night.

But "darkness" has never been an obstacle for men.

He is the current head of the Kamima family, a third-rate family. He possesses second-level psychic powers and a top-notch prosthetic body carefully configured by a professional logistics team.

Night vision function?

No, his prosthetic eye is far more advanced than that. To him, "bright as day" is not an adjective but a statement of fact.

So he saw it.

The bright red stream meanders down the stone steps.

The mountain path was almost completely soaked in blood. The overflowing blood flowed to both sides of the path, seeping into the gaps between the red maple leaves on the ground.

The man gasped and forced himself to raise his head.

Looking at the source of the stream, the once simple and elegant vermilion torii has long since turned into a hell.

Shattered flesh and blood, damaged prosthesis covered with sticky fluid, wide-open and dead eyes, a pale head full of fear, and broken limbs and remains lying powerlessly on the ground, unable to even cross the vermilion torii gate until death.

A thin figure stood in front of the torii, bent down, picked up a barely clean haori from the corpses on the ground, and slowly wiped the sword in his hand.

"Kamima Masaki. Kamima Masaki!"

Seeing this figure, the man cried and laughed, and the mournful sound suddenly echoed in the red maple forest for a long time.

"Shouldn't you be transferred away from Mount Nari by now? Or did you already know this?"

The thin figure known as "Kamima Masaaki" stopped what he was doing.

He changed into a knife-holding posture and slowly walked down the stairs.

The long boots stepped on the slippery blood, making a popping sound.

He stopped one meter away from the man.

From top to bottom, looking at each other.

Kamima Masaaki nodded slightly.

"Hehe. That's what I said."

The man looked as if he had been hit by a heavy punch, his face turned pale, but he suddenly burst into hoarse laughter: "I was wondering why there were only so few people from the 'Mountain Ghosts' and 'Mountain Tigers' along the way! You have already noticed it!"

Both the [Yamaguishu] and [Yamahushu] are private armed forces directly under the Kamima clan. The former are secret agents and the latter are armed forces.

And "Kamima Masaaki", the third-ring-up [Truth], is the current leader of the Yamaguchi clan!
"Master." Kamima Masaaki finally spoke, his tone still maintaining his usual respectful tone: "Why are you plotting a rebellion?"

"How can you say such a thing! Don't forget! Although you were adopted, your last name is also 'Umama'!"

"I haven't forgotten, Master." Kamima Masaaki said, "Twenty years ago, your grandfather gave me the surname 'Kamima'. I always remember it."

".grandfather?"

When the man heard this word, his voice suddenly became fierce: "Don't use that word! It's this monster! In order to prolong his life and continue to survive! He has drained the entire Kamima clan dry!"

"No, it doesn't matter even if I destroy the Kamima clan! As long as that monster can live!"

"Then why don't you go and talk to Lord Kamima Motoji?" said Kamima Masaaki.

The man seemed to be suddenly splashed with a basin of icy water, and his passionate words came to an abrupt halt.

He looked at the other person in disbelief: "You said, let's talk? Do you think it will be helpful?"

Kamima Masaaki shook his head: "But in this case, Master, you won't die."

"Those who decided to follow you in launching this uprising are all dead." Kamima Masaaki pointed at the Torii. "Those foreign tigers and wolves who secretly made deals with you and promised to help you at the critical moment have now withdrawn after seeing that the plan was unsuccessful."

"If you had chosen to have a good chat at the beginning." Until this moment, Kamima Masaaki still maintained meticulous respect: "This scene would not have happened, Patriarch."

The man stood there for a long while before he weakly uttered a few words: "Your last name is also 'Umama'. Are you really going to watch that monster destroy the Umama clan?"

This time, Kamima Masaaki remained silent.

After a few seconds, he said this.

"But the one I have always been loyal to is not the Kamima clan."

"I am loyal to only Lord Kamima Motoji."

Kamima Masaaki knelt down.

He held up a wakizashi respectfully, lowered his head, and shouted suddenly in a solemn voice.

"Master, please go to justice!"

then.

After three consecutive cries of "Ah! Ah! Alas! Heaven has destroyed the world——!", a slight sound of chopping brought silence back to the forest.

The red maples remain.

(End of this chapter)