The Monster User Doesn't Want to Become the Ultimate Lifeform

"The incident happened around 3 a.m., and the victims were four bosozoku youths. Although the incident took place in Tokyo, the youths were found in the hills behind Hikino Street."

Inside the Victory Team's operations room, Zong Fang was explaining the emergency.

Everyone present, except Lin Jun who was a little absent-minded, looked very focused.

This is not due to mental distraction caused by fatigue. Not sleeping for one night will not have any effect on Lin Jun.

Or in other words, for him now, unless he has suffered a serious injury, his need for sleep is basically limited to a habit rather than a physiological need.

Suo just said that, but he had a hard time focusing on what Munakata was saying.

:How should I put it? Although the current situation is different from the plot I know, it doesn’t seem to be that different.

Those who received a free haircut simply turned from a hapless young man who ate noodles into a lively young man who rocked the streets.

He wasn't quite sure how Obik managed to go to Tokyo and scare people while being watched by him, but he thought it must be an ability like a clone.

"...As expected of an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, he was really tricked."

"?"

Silin Zhun's whispered mumbling attracted the attention of others.

Seeing this, Dagu quickly came out to change the subject: "But no matter what, those young people survived in the end, didn't they?"

"That's true. Although they were quite frightened, they weren't hurt."

Lin Zongfang nodded.

Before, whether it was the Lechulans, the Lebics, the Abbass or the Magnias, many people's lives were harmed or even lost their lives.

It is rare to find an encounter with a supernatural being where nothing happens except the hair turning white.

"He probably just wanted to scare those people."

Lin Zhun's words caused everyone present to remain silent for a moment.

How to say it, this conclusion is quite unreliable, at least from the perspective of the winning team.

"No matter what Obike's purpose is, as a Victory Team, we absolutely cannot turn a blind eye to this matter."

"After dark, search Hikino Street."

After all, this is the responsibility of the Victory Team and TPC. We can't wait until there are casualties before taking action, right?

But at the same time, this was also what Obik wanted.

Soon, after the target was confirmed, the map of Hikino Street and related combat methods were also developed.

To be honest, Hikino Street is not that big, and the terrain in the surrounding area is relatively simple, so it does not require a lot of manpower. The Victory Team plus the two teams sent by the Intelligence Bureau are enough.

And after that it was time to rest. After all, this operation would be after dark, so naturally we had to conserve our energy before that.

"allow...."

Don't worry, I'm fine.

Facing Dagu's gaze, Lin Jun responded telepathically and walked into his room.

Seeing his good brother looking so strange, Mitsukuni Shizuma on the other side couldn't help but look at Daigu, but the latter seemed to not know where to start.

When the combat meeting ended, Lin Jun really couldn't help but want to find Obik to ask him why he did this, and he did so.

However, when he used the Baltan Band-Aid to return to Hikino Street, he found that he could not sense the life and spiritual fluctuations emitted by the other party at all. He hid himself.

"Young man, you should go back. Master Yan is determined to continue doing this. He has always been like this and never listens to others."

The monk with a civet cat's tail seemed to have guessed that Lin Jun would come back, and comforted him in a helpless tone.

In this regard, Lin Jun had no choice but to go to the Monster Bar and find Barona to replenish some props before returning to his own room in TPC.

——Why must I die for such a reason?

He knew that Obik had no intention of hurting anyone from the beginning, nor did he have any intention of destroying the sanatorium, otherwise he could have just used force and violence to destroy it.

The old monster just wanted to be remembered by people by scaring them so that he would not be forgotten, but is this kind of thing really that important?

Lin Zhun found it difficult to understand and didn't really want to criticize anything.

But if possible, he really didn't want the first person he met and the first person who helped him since he came to this world to end up like this.

Soon, it was night.

As if to welcome them, although the street lights were on, the entire Hikino Street area seemed to be shrouded in a thick darkness.

Having said that, this feeling of darkness is completely different from that created by the Kirieloid people. It simply makes the environment darker and quieter, and does not cause any psychological or physical resistance in people except for one person.

"Xincheng, if you're scared, how about taking the Sherlock car with Lina?"

Looking at Xincheng, who was holding a flashlight and acting suspiciously, and was almost scared to the point of shooting by a stray cat, Lin Zhun was speechless.

But Xincheng still pretended to be calm: "Scared? What a joke, I am a brave member of the Victory team, when would I be afraid?"

"How about we go our separate ways?"

""

So Xincheng started to act separately, fearing that it would be dangerous and that he would be punished by the captain if he disobeyed orders. He also moved closer to Lu Linzhun, fearing that someone would turn around and leave him alone.

So this person is interesting. He is fearless, but he is afraid of ghosts.

Naturally, although Yanye Street is not big and Lin Zhun really wants to act alone, in order to have mutual care, the search mission is carried out in groups of two.

The lone wolf tactic like Mac, who leads a team alone and remains silent when attacked by the opponent, is not a good idea.

"Come to think of it, I remember Horii saying that if you look back when you see Obike, you'll get eaten, right?"

Lin Zhun's words made Xincheng, whose face was already a little pale, stunned for a moment.

"Actually, compared to traditional monsters in Japan, I'm more afraid of the Chinese horrors from my hometown."

"Ah? Ah"

"At least compared to the situation where the protagonists are all wiped out in the end, the situation where you finally escape danger only to find that there's one more person in the team is much more terrifying. Do you understand?"

"that...."

"But the idea of ​​a teammate being possessed by a ghost without anyone noticing is also a good one. For example, the me talking to you right now, Shinjo, is actually Obik in disguise... Oh, and I think the recent broadcast mentioned that Obik will disguise himself as someone the victim knows. If his disguise is seen through or the victim doesn't escape in time, they'll be dragged into darkness, never to return."

""

Please, man, can we not talk about this? I'm already scared!

Chapter 139 Come and play with Obik

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Even Leng Jiu, whose back was already wet with sweat, was now regretting his decision.

If he had known this earlier, he would have gone to Dagu to team up!

But just as he was suspiciously shining the flashlight behind him where there was nothing, a creaking sound came from the side, which made his heart jump to his throat.

Fortunately, the source of the sound was just a mobile noodle stall that was moving at an absurdly fast speed.

Under the stunned gaze of Xincheng, the seemingly ordinary noodle stall was being driven by an old man in front whose running movements were almost magical, and was running at a speed that even a dram car might not be able to catch up with.

"Right! Look, it's"

Halfway through his words, Xincheng swallowed back everything he wanted to say.

As for the reasons, there are other reasons too—

"Don't run! Obik!"

I saw another Lin Zhun chasing behind the noodle stall. With that superhuman running speed, not to mention the Victory Team, even if they turned the entire TPC upside down, they wouldn’t be able to find a second person.

But then again, if the person chasing after the noodle stall is Lin Zhun, then who is the person next to him?

[It is said that Obik will disguise himself as someone the victim knows. If he is discovered or the victim fails to escape in time, he will drag them into the darkness and they will never be able to get out.]

Not long ago, the words of this "Lin Zhun" next to him suddenly echoed in his mind.

For a moment, Xincheng felt like his brain was about to explode.

"Xincheng, what's wrong with you?"

As if attracted by his previous words, the "Lin Zhun" next to him spoke to him at this moment.

Although it was a familiar voice, at this moment it sounded like the indescribable whisper of the evil god in the Cthulhu mythology. Xincheng, realizing what was going on, didn't even dare to look back, let alone respond.

When exactly was it replaced?

Thinking of this, his team uniform, from the vest to the underwear, was completely soaked with cold sweat.

"Xincheng, did you discover something?"

""

Quack! Dagu, save me!

Shinjo, who was addressed again, put on a mask of pain.

If you want to know when Lin Zhun's eight separated from five Xincheng seven, then six of course started at the beginning. Four "four two.

It was not difficult for him to use the props given by Barona to find an opportunity to create a clone.

And it was different from the situation during the day when Obik hid himself and made him completely unaware.

Just when Lin Zhun approached Yanye Street, he could clearly sense the life and spiritual fluctuations emitted by Obik.

So he immediately followed the reaction he sensed and chased after him.

"Hey, why is it you again, young man?"

Although he said that, as he looked at Lin Zhun running towards him, Obik looked as if he had not expected it.

"Stop it, Obik. It's not too late now. I can find you a..."

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't want to listen to you, you little brat!"

As if he had suddenly changed his attitude, the image of a naughty old man on Obik's face disappeared in an instant, and he became violent instead.

It was at this time that he looked like the scary monster in the rumors.

And then, a flute-like wand appeared in his hand, and a pink-purple energy vortex accumulated at the top of the wand.

After making a move with a rather large flaw and an extremely obvious pre-swing, a purple-pink energy bomb flew towards Lin Zhun.

Although the distance between the two sides was not far, the flying speed of the pink-purple light bullet was not fast, so basically everyone could dodge it.

However, Lin Zhun had no intention of dodging at all.

Snapped!

Under the gaze of Obik, who was saying "Fuck, why didn't you hide?", the pink-purple light bullet hit Lin Zhun's chest directly, and a burst of dazzling sparks erupted.

It looks quite intimidating, but its actual power is basically the same as that of a firecracker.

——Young man, are you okay?

Well, although Obik wanted to say this out of habit, it ended up as a seemingly unhappy snort.

"Stop making trouble."

"It's none of your business! Shadow, come out!"

As he said this, Obik, with a sour look on his face, knocked the iron bucket that originally contained noodles with the magic wand in his hand, and a black thing that looked like a piece of dark slime crawled out from it.

"Good evening, I still need to eat..."

"Who told you to say that?!"

Obik knocked on the iron pot again in anger, forcing the shadow that came out of it to shut up.

——In many ways, that shadow is actually the other side of Obik

Without saying anything more to Lin Zhun, just when he was about to step forward, the shadow that ran out of the pot spit out some kind of black mist towards Lin Zhun.

In an instant, the surrounding sounds and lights seemed to disappear, as if I was trapped in pitch darkness. But if I kept a calm mind, all I could feel was a sense of tranquility.

Lin Jun also felt the life and spiritual fluctuations of Obik flying rapidly in the distance.

Lin Jun waved away the black fog in front of him and immediately chased after him.

The speed that could be described as a cheetah suddenly burst out at this moment, and the distance to the noodle stall was shortened in a few breaths.

Having said that, no matter how hard he tried to speed up, he just couldn't catch up with Obik, who was only a dozen meters ahead. It was like a person chasing his own shadow.

What? What if Xincheng, who was passing by, saw us?