In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

【Congratulations on getting the abnormal item】

[Archangel's breath x 1, as long as people are still alive, it can heal all injuries and diseases]

['There is a corpse buried under Miss Sakurako', summon Miss Sakurako under the cherry blossom tree, she will tell you whether there is a corpse buried here]

【'Magic seed', plant it, no one knows what will come out, what you want is surprises】

['Telephone booth from ten years ago', do you miss the past, it allows you to make a phone call with someone ten years ago, but don’t choose a friend with a bad temper, otherwise he may think it’s a joke and hang up the phone]

['Love is better than Jin Jiansuo', don't look at the name, but it is an anomaly in a couple's dream, it can make you inseparable within seven days]

Yin Wuxian would like to ask the system, except for the first one, what is the use of the remaining exceptions?

Miss Sakurako, are you kidding me?

Why did he know that the dead body was buried under the cherry tree.

But being buried under the cherry blossom tree after death seems quite romantic. Whenever the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, pink rain will fall on the top of the head, and there will be young lovers kissing under the tree, telling eachother... ..

The system issued a harsh warning that hit the soul directly, and the effect was comparable to screaming wind chimes.

The bell was given to Kunikida Doppo by Funagawa Asaka as a gift. Its actual function is to make people see the soul and have the effect of attracting ghosts, but Dazai Osamu said that the effect is to ward off evil spirits, and now it is hung beside Kunikida Doppo's work station.

"Okay, I don't want to, but it's already eighty."

Yin Wuxian was sitting on a park bench, with a white-gloved cat on his knees, rubbing and licking him, trying his best.

Yin Wuxian was thinking about himself without distraction, don't ask, the question is that this scumbag came for the catnip ball, and he has already touched enough.

The main task has already progressed to eighty.

The system once said that the prestige task has nothing to do with the prestige, and it is a trick to sell dog meat. It really represents the progress of the world consciousness to restore the cornerstone of the world.

For Yinwu String Music, it means when he gets off work.

It has been two months since he came to this world.

"Would the world consciousness engage in six digits after the decimal point?"

【What's the meaning】

"That is, when the prestige mission reaches 99, he will make another one of 99.1, 99.11, 99.111."

[No] The system is very sure: [He will only be stuck at 99 until it is repaired]

[After all, as we all know, it takes one second from 1 to 99, and the time required from 99 to 100 is metaphysics]

Yin Wuxian was silent, and his expression was a little ethereal. His hand sank into the cat's soft fur, and then the cat turned over flexibly, hugged it with its claws, and licked it with its small tongue, bringing a little numbness: "I In fact, I'm not in such a hurry to complete the task."

After all, after completing the task, he couldn't think of any good reason to continue to live.

Yin Wuxian found that compared to the exhaustion when he was just awakened, after seeing the sunrise, he was not so eager to rush to death.

But what to do alive, he is not quite sure.

Work in the port mafia?Or quit your job and travel around the world?

What about the vests?

After all, they exchanged their lives for his new life. It would be too ironic to keep telling them to use their bodies to please the people around them and falsely use his spiritual power to maintain their actions.

That's not living at all.

The system didn't know what he was thinking, and just answered his last sentence: [When the task is completed, even the world consciousness can't give the exact time, so why should you care]

"What are you worrying about?"

A pale and slender hand stretched out from behind Yin Wuxianle, it seemed that it wanted to put it on his shoulder, but it went straight through.

The owner of the hand gave a slight pause and took it back.

It was a fine-looking European man with black hair and a slender figure. He was wearing a heavy coat and an earmuff, which looked very out of season.

Fortunately, he is a translucent soul, so he doesn't feel hot.

This is what [people from this side] was summoned for the second time.

French transcendence, Attil.Rimbaud.

[French spy Attil.Rimbaud, Transcendence, Supernatural Powers [Color Collection]...is a former French spy and the partner of Verlaine, the current port mafia cadre...and Nakahara Chuya, the current port mafia cadre... ...]

The system delivered his information in time.

It is a top-secret file to others, but to the system, it is something that is within reach.

"Haven't you let go of the obsession in your heart?" Yin Wuxian raised his eyes, meeting a pair of lonely yellow-green pupils: "I can't resurrect a trouble."

Knowing that Yinwu strings can read his heart, Rimbaud stopped lying with his spy skills. He shook his head and answered truthfully: "I still want to go back to my motherland."

The soul of a Frenchman belongs to God, and those who are not favored by God will go to purgatory for purification, but now he has been resurrected by foreigners... Could it be that even hell rejects him?

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Rimbaud's eyes.

Because of this, he didn't want to pretend to be obedient to Yin Wuxian in order to obtain a body and rebirth, although he couldn't pretend.

Yin Wu stringed his tongue.

Rimbaud, who is too obsessed, is more troublesome than Oda Sakunosuke, who has no obsession...

Forget it, he didn't want to be resurrected himself.

Yin Wuxian Yue simply said: "Then you can continue to be the soul behind the scenes."

He let go, and used his own nullification to nullify the catnip ball, and kicked it into his pocket. The cat that had been rolling coquettishly woke up and ran away mercilessly.

Rimbaud was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to send me back to hell?"

Yin Wuxian stood up and patted the cat hair on his legs: "Too lazy."

Rimbaud laughed: "You are really a generous leader."

"Because with you or without you, it's the same to me." Yin Wuxian took off the cat fur on his body: "I can change your mind forcibly, and even graft your loyalty to the motherland onto me, but I can't help it." necessary."

He has no lack of loyalty, let alone subordinates.

To put it bluntly, [the person from this side] is just a toy given to him by the world consciousness, a tool to speed up the restoration of the cornerstone of the world.

If Rimbaud could mend Chuya Central Plains, or Verlaine's emotions that he didn't know, Yinwu Xianle would be able to complete the task sooner. If not, he didn't mind waiting a few more days.

Rimbaud, who was left in place, looked gloomy.

He was resurrected only two days ago, and his soul state is unable to communicate with others. In fact, he is not sure about the current situation in Yokohama.

However, this leader seems to be lurking in the port mafia for unknown reasons, and he can follow.

Relying on his memory, he saw the child who caused him and his partner to fall out. His facial features were opened, his hair color was warm, and his eyes were blue. From that immature boy to a reliable youth.

He also killed Rimbaud.

Freed him from the perennial chill, he felt warm.

So, Paul, where is it?

Back then, after Rimbaud died, he read his own corpse with his ability [Color Painting Collection], making himself a singularity. After waiting for a year at the place of death, he finally found his partner Verlaine, and then used his singularity to , repairing Verlaine's heart that was crushed by Zhongye Zhongyuan.

So he firmly believed that Paul was still alive.

Has he returned to his home country?

Rimbaud flashed a bit of self-mockery.

So how could Paul, who hated France, return to France?

It's a pity that as a soul, he can't be too far away from Yinwu String Music, and he can't take transportation, otherwise he really wants to go back to China to see it.

Port mafia, underground prison/confinement/chamber.

Aluka held a doll in his hand, and was having fun with Yumeno Hisaku, when suddenly, he felt something, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The little boy jumped up and lay down on the air-permeable iron window of the prison/imprisonment/room, looking at the scene outside through the gap.

He felt the aura of abnormality, but brother didn't say that there was any abnormality that was not recovered?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that someone was watching him, and turned his head vigilantly, but met a pair of gray-blue eyes, and his tone softened: "It's you, are you here to play with Q?"

Aluka often doesn't go through the main entrance, and uses unknown space ability to imprison/confine/room, don't listen to any begging, go his own way, fortunately he doesn't destroy the surveillance, and doesn't go to other places, Mori Ogai can only turn a blind eye one eye.

Alluka nodded, and then asked, "Do you have any unusual items on you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, and then felt helpless: "Yes, can everyone in your organization notice the abnormality...it is a gift from the Son of God."

There is still 75ml of Qiongjiangyuye wine left.

Since waking up last time, Zhongyuan Zhong hasn't had a drink.

"That wine." Alluka suddenly realized.

After he drank it last time, he dreamed of Brother Qi Ya.

"Aluka, Kusaku wants Mofei too!" Yumeno Hisaku who was left out was a little dissatisfied.

Hearing the little friend's request, Yalujia jumped down from the door and opened his hands: "Okay, Jiuzuo, hug."

Nakahara Chuya:  …

Because Aluka really never concealed his ability, the port mafia knew part of the effect of [Forcing & Wishing].

Don't ask why the video of two children playing can be analyzed to be problematic. Ask about the fact that Yaluka is 1.4 meters tall, can hold Yumeno Kusaku and throw it three or four meters high. Completely transformed into a shape.

See for yourself if this makes sense!

Seeing that Alluka no longer paid attention to him, Zhong Yuanzhong continued to walk towards his destination.

He was holding the wine bottle of fine nectar and jade liquid wine in his hand, beads of sweat dripping from his palm.

The person he was going to meet was Verlaine.

The fifth cadre of the port mafia, Verlaine, a former French transcender, was defeated by him and revived, and hid in the basement of the port mafia in order to avoid the pursuit of the European investigation team.

At the same time....... is also the older brother of Chuya Nakahara.

It is not appropriate to say that it is the elder brother, it is just that they are the products of man-made gods and human-shaped weapons in the national war.

Verlaine thought so.

Even Chuya Zhongyuan, who is a cadre, needs to go through quite complicated procedures to see Verlaine. After many tests, he finally reached the deepest part of the underground prison.

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and what came into view was not the iron windows and stone walls where the felons were imprisoned, but rather gorgeous decorations, a whole wall of bookshelves and tables were made of mahogany, which was extremely high-end.

A blond-haired man, wearing a coat, lying on a wicker chair, half-closed his eyes, with an upside-down book on his knees, looks very leisurely and handsome, like a mythical Norse debauchery god, Although it is cold and lofty, but there is a little more gorgeousness that wants to be confounded.

Hearing someone coming in, the man didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to take a nap until Zhong Yuanzhong also made a sound.

Verlaine opened his eyes, a little surprised: "Mori Ogai is planning to kill me?"

Otherwise, Zhongyuan Zhong would not come to him.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't expect Verlaine to say this the first time he saw him, he was speechless for two seconds, he didn't know how to talk to Verlaine for a while, and finally he could only utter a few words clumsily: "No, I have something to do with you. "

Zhufa's cadres were decisive outside, but they couldn't think of any excuses here. They simply put the small porcelain bottle in their hands on the side of the table, and used gravity to control two small cups from their pockets: "Looking for you to drink."

Verlaine was even more surprised: "You want to kill me?"

He let out a smile in relief, like a brother who indulged a child's mischief: "Pour the bar, but before that, tell me what happened."

"...I think I saw Rimbaud."

Following Zhongyuan Zhongya's words, the temperature in the room plummeted to freezing point, filled with a biting chill.

"where."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hurriedly raised his voice: "Don't mess around, the European and Supernatural Secret Service Division is still looking for you."

"I won't let others play with Attil's body." Verlaine's tone was full of paranoia and hatred: "Tell me, brother, where did you see Attil."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, a little incapable of accepting the title of younger brother, but looking at the angry Verlaine, he didn't open his mouth to refute, opened the porcelain bottle, poured two glasses of wine and put them on the table, he tentatively said: "Maybe I misunderstood gone."

"How is it possible?" Verlaine questioned.

Zhongyuanzhong also knew it was impossible, betting on his title of Gravity Envoy, even if he just flew over a fly, Zhongyuanzhong would never be wrong, let alone a person.

So he came to Verlaine.

After all, if Rimbaud really came back to life, the only person related to it in Yokohama was Verlaine, and Rimbaud would come to him.

But it seemed that Verlaine didn't know about it.

So, is he really wrong?

Zhong Yuanzhong also handed the wine glass to Verlaine: "Drink him."

"Poisoned wine?" Verlaine took it, frowning: "It won't work, brother, I have received special training in poisons."

"It's not poison." Chuya Nakahara remembered that he forgot to explain something, he found a sofa and sat down by himself: "It was given by a... friend, it's good wine, anyway, you should drink it first. "

The knuckles of Zhongyuan Zhong also holding the cup trembled slightly, which showed that he was in a complicated mood. He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of crushing the cup. A few seconds later, seeing that Verlaine didn't speak, Zhong Yuanzhong simply drank it down.

He didn't want to drink it.

"Not poisonous."

"Your poison resistance is much worse than mine, there's no need to be like this." Verlaine frowned, met Zhongya Zhongya's pure blue eyes, and drank the wine: "It is indeed a good wine."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know how to explain to Verlaine that he didn't come here to trick him into drinking poisoned wine.

But he himself didn't understand why he took this wine to drink with Verlaine, Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, and finally said nothing.

At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong was already drunk, and the picture in front of him suddenly flashed, and the last scene in front of him was frozen in Verlaine straightening up worriedly.

The young man from Zhufa raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Brother...?

He suddenly remembered the first time he drank alcohol. In his dream, he saw Verlaine and Rimbaud embracing, and then the corners of his lips flattened.

The flag will...

Zhong Yuanzhong finally passed out completely and fell into the deepest dream.

This is the bottom of the port mafia, it is a safer place than the chief's room on the top floor, and no one will disturb them.