Why are there only loser heroines around me?

He kept making the sign of the cross on his chest and praising his God.

Nick shrugged it off.

The warehouse had no defenses to begin with, and after they opened it, they found that the seals on many of the strange boxes had already become ineffective. So if Jesus really wanted to punish someone, he should have punished the rats. Many of the seals with pentagrams painted on them were gnawed by rats.

Ukyo didn't want to listen to this guy's complaints, so he sat up in bed and looked around.

Dried yak skulls were hung on the curved wall. The stove that Toby was staring at was actually electrically controlled and there was no fire in it. The furnishings in the room were simple, with only a table and a few stools. Several people were sitting on the stools waiting for him to wake up.

Among them, Yanami and Arthur were holding a bottle of 30-year-old Macallan whisky in their hands. Judging from their posture, they were obviously drinking from the bottle.

Minors in Japan are not allowed to drink alcohol.

Even though this is Tibet, according to Chinese laws and regulations and health common sense, drinking by minors is strictly prohibited.

What's more, whiskey is a grain spirit with a high alcohol content.

So the first thing Ukyo did after he stood up was to snatch the bottle of wine from Yanami's hand, and then he stared at Arthur who was standing beside him.

Arthur shrank back.

"Brother Ju, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't recommend whiskey to your girlfriend. The weather here is so cold. If the locals hadn't given each of us a sip of beer when they pulled us out of the train, we probably wouldn't have made it to the yurt at the foot of the mountain with the few layers of clothing we were wearing."

Yurt?

train?

Ukyo said, "How do the locals open the train doors?"

Xiaoju pointed at the dark-skinned local man and said, "He was the one who pulled you out of the train."

Xiaoju received a call from Ukyo not long ago, but no one spoke after the call was connected. Given Ukyo's personality, he would definitely not play such a boring prank, so Xiaoju thought something had happened. She found Maori as soon as possible and asked him to try to contact Ukyo.

The reason why Mori didn't answer Ukyo's call was because he was busy "rat extermination" at the police station. Since three days ago, rats have been constantly emerging from sewers all over Toyohashi City. These things are not demons, but ordinary rats. Salt and holy water have no effect. Toyohashi Police Station has been occupied by these little creatures.

When Ukyo called Mori, he was directing the police officers and exorcists to set up mousetrap and cheese traps at the entrance of the police station. Everyone was wearing chemical protective suits and gas masks, and each held two cans of rat spray, preparing to "take back the police station."

His cell phone was tucked inside his hazmat suit; he heard the ringing, but couldn't answer it.

It wasn't until the child ran from the primary school to the police station that Maoli found out what had happened.

He used the police system to check the location of Ukyo's cell phone, then sent the location to Xiaoju and paid to find a Chinese translator. When Ukyo just woke up, the translator found by Maori was among the big heads above his head.

It was absurd to ask a 15-year-old high school student to go to Tibet alone, but Toyohashi was in chaos, and he couldn't leave. The rest of Japan wasn't peaceful either, and there had been no reports of demonic infestations in the Tibetan Plateau. He had no idea what was happening in Ukyo's area. If he knew his beloved brother, Ukyo, was dying, he would have dropped everything he was doing and called for help.

 …

...

The sturdy man was named Mochi. He gathered a group of adult men who were as strong as bulls and wrestled with yaks in Tibet every day to unload the truck. They used all kinds of tools and even put several piles of homemade explosives on the car window, but they couldn't blast the glass open.

It was only after a local Panchen Lama drew a spell on the train door with sheep's blood that they were able to remove the door.

That Panchen Lama was also one of the heads that came in front of Youjing.

He had a fair complexion and was wearing a slightly worn down jacket. Youjing felt that he was definitely not the real Panchen Lama.

The Panchen Lama is a respectful title for a monk with profound knowledge of Buddhism. However, this title can only be used by one person. The current Panchen Lama seems to have been reincarnated into the eleventh generation. Apart from him, no other monk can casually call himself the Panchen Lama. Ukyo was not sure about the specific rules, but he knew that the guy in front of him was definitely not the Panchen Lama. The hair on the top of his head was so thick that he was not even a monk, let alone a monk.

However, many local monks who "deceive the world and steal the name" will use the name of Panchen Lama to seek benefits for themselves, just like Arthur who stole Conan Doyle's identity. In fact, he has no connection with Conan Doyle.

Now that the supernatural is resurrected, you have to have a cool title before people will ask you to perform exorcisms.

of course.

None of this matters.

There was no need for Youjing to expose other people's identities.

Everyone is still alive, that's a good thing.

Besides, Ukyo was more concerned about the situation outside.

What kind of impact does the chaotic and intertwined demon world have on reality?

"Yanagi, where's my phone?"

"Here~!" Yanaijian took out his phone from the pocket of the down jacket given by the locals. "If you want to see the latest news, I can tell you."

Ukyo wanted to say that it was not necessary and that he could just watch it himself, but Yanami was already talking non-stop.

"Rats have appeared in large numbers around the world. You have to be careful when using the toilet now. Many people have been bitten on the buttocks by rats while using the restroom. This type of rat is an omnivore with a big appetite. Unlike ordinary rats, it eats both living and dead animals, and is very good at digging holes. It has a huge appetite."

"Governments around the world are trying to find ways to deal with this rat infestation, and those selling rat poison and sticky traps are really taking advantage. A detective on the Night Watch channel has started selling rat poison part-time in the US. Yesterday, he posted his daily trading volume, which was over $30,000. Ukyo, why don't we retire and start selling rat poison too? I don't think this problem will be solved for a long time to come."

"Don't mention it, I'm thinking of selling medicine." Arthur chimed in, "I could open a rat extermination company. From now on, exorcism will be a part-time job, and rat extermination will be my main job. Once I make $100 million, I'll retire."

Ukyo felt speechless.

"I've regained a lot of my strength, so... I think you can give me your phone. I can click on the screen myself."

"Here, here you go." Yanami handed over the phone obediently, which made Xiaoju's hand that picked up the phone freeze in mid-air. There were only two charging ports in this yurt, and the owner and Nick were using them. Nick had to report to his superiors, and his phone had to be charged. Yanami gave the charging port to him, and her own phone still couldn't be turned on. She didn't even know whether the "couple photo" she took out of place was automatically saved in the album.

So Xiaoju thought that if Yanami kept Ukyo's phone and didn't return it, she might as well lend her own phone to Ukyo. However, Yanami was not willful or stubborn in her character, so she gave it to Ukyo if he asked for it.

This made Xiaoju's raised hand a little embarrassed.

Everyone's attention was suddenly focused on her action of raising her phone.

"Uh..." Xiaoju's throat rolled. She didn't know why everyone was suddenly staring at her. She didn't do anything exaggerated.

There was no other way, Xiaoju could only bite the bullet and make excuses for her action.

"Yana, your phone is still charging, right? Do you want to see mine?"

"Ah? Xiaoju!" Yana looked at her excitedly. Could it be that this magical person who is willing to lend his mobile phone to others really exists?

"Thank you~, you are such a nice person!"

"No, you're welcome..." Xiaoju felt like there was something stuck in her throat.

"Remember, don't open my bookshelf on LINE and...novel APP..." Xiaoju's expression looked like she had a stomach upset, and she looked a little blue.

Ukyo felt that Yanami must know what Komari meant. After all, she was the best at observing the atmosphere.

But Yanami still took Xiaoju's phone. Is it because the "bad boy" personality has gradually suppressed the "good boy Yanami"?

Or did she finally listen to her own advice and realize that when it comes to love, she has to do whatever it takes?

Youjing sighed in his heart. He should just watch the news. He actually thought so much about such a small matter. This style is not like him.

The app kept showing a loading circle, and Ukyo then remembered that he was in China and his network was blocked.

I discussed with my colleagues in the Night Watchman channel about a ladder that can be used in China, and then opened the news app I usually use.

A mysterious tentacle monster appeared in the Toyohashi City Underground Resource Center, killing two night patrol security guards and the positive and negative directors.

Ukyo clicked on the headline, only to find it was all text, indicating the reporter who wrote the story hadn't captured any photos of the tentacles.

[A slender figure suddenly appeared in Toyohashi City Zoological and Botanical Gardens, and a total of 36 tourists became the ghost's bait.] Click on this headline to see a detailed report introduction. Slender figure is just an adjective. The monster that appeared in the zoo is actually a red demon lurking in the shadows. The journalists who wrote the report may not understand demons, so they often make up random titles.

The next news headline was about a rat plague, but Ukyo already knew about it, so he skipped over it.

The fourth trending search was from five days ago and seems to be the most serious.

[A demonic sword descends from the Toyohashi Art Museum, countless demons descend upon it. Could Toyohashi one day become a demonic paradise?] Ukyo clicked on the headline. The Toyohashi Art Museum, a red building, now had a pitch-black demonic sword piercing its exterior, emitting a dark, demonic aura. The photo had a strange filter, and the sword looked so childish that Ukyo wondered if it was a screenshot from a movie.

The blade of the magic sword was curved, very much like a Malay sword. There was a blood-red magic eye between the hilt and the blade. The hilt was covered with blood-red thorns. If one wanted to pick up this magic sword, it seemed that one had to endure the pain of having the thorns pierce his palm first.

This was news from a Japanese app. Ukyo clicked on YouTube to see what was happening in other countries. Many of his fellow paranormal detectives had YouTube accounts.

"Iwanaga Kotoko" updated a picture two hours ago.

She stood on top of a giant mountain-like head and took a high-angle selfie. The filter on her camera was the one that could capture monsters. Ukyo saw many monsters in her photos. Iwanaga Kotoko has the title of "Monster Queen" in the circle. By chance, she became the "Queen" of Japanese monsters, and all monsters had to obey her orders.

However, she can only command some weak monsters. Many big monsters who are accustomed to freedom will not obey her call. But because of her title of "Queen", those big monsters will actually give her face.

There are captions under this picture:

"The monsters in Shibuya are very strong. We defeated the Yamamine Corpse!"

Shanfeng no Shiki seems to be the name she gave to the dead monster. Ukyo noticed that the monster in the photo had one eye, so he commented, "I think it should be called Cyclops."

Kotoko Iwanaga responded very quickly, and it seemed that every girl paid close attention to the update in the first few hours after it was posted.

"Fake corpse?"

What does that mean? He's only been gone for a few hours, and rumors of his death are already circulating in the industry?

"I'm not dead."

You Jing replied with three words and clicked on the "Popular Videos of the Past Week" on YouTube. The first one was a video of Jiang Jingyu, a "Taoist Master" in the Taihang Mountains of China, using the "Five Thunder Summoning Talisman" to kill a low-level demon.

This video is a bit like using a cannon to kill a mosquito. The reason why it has so many likes is that the lightning brought out by the Five Thunder Summoning Talisman is too cool and domineering. Many European mages have left messages in the comment area with their own big accounts, asking Jiang Daoye to post a link to the talisman, and they are willing to pay a huge sum of money.

At the end of the video, the Taoist priest named Jiang Jingyu grabbed his hips and laughed wildly, "I've caught up with you, too! Laojun said that lightning can overcome all evil spirits. Are your family in Europe and the United States watching? From now on, you don't need to prepare salt and holy water to fight demons. Let's make more stun guns!"

The comments section is outrageous.

Ukyo saw Yanami's message 20 seconds ago——

"Has anyone else tried to kill with lightning? Are lower-level demons afraid of direct current or alternating current?"

Ukyo looked towards Yanami.

Why is her train of thought always so strange?

Youjing locked his phone.

"We should go back. Can planes still take off normally from Chinese airports?"

Hearing this, Arthur shook his phone and said, "The flight is fine. I'm buying tickets. Do you want me to pick up yours as well?"

"Okay." You Jing said, "I'll transfer the money to you."

"I'm being polite," Arthur said, waving his hand. "We're brothers who have shared life and death. How could I, Conan Doyle, need you for a plane ticket? But I have a question for you, and you must answer it. Otherwise, I'll never sleep well again."

"You said."

"Was the dream I had where you used the Yama Blade to cut through space and rescue us true or false?"

"real."

"Holy crap! No, buddy, you really have the Yama Blade!" Arthur actually understood the popular Internet memes in China. He now had some doubts about Arthur's real nationality.

"Where are you from?"

Arthur said seriously, "I'm Scottish. I grew up in Scotland. I'm a native Scotsman. I graduated from Edinburgh Medical School and was on the school cricket team."

"But why do you speak Chinese with erhua sounds?"

"Oh, my Chinese teacher is from Beijing. I always thought he spoke authentic Mandarin, but later I realized the Chinese I learned had a Beijing accent."

..........

...

One day later.

The autumn night in Toyohashi City is moonlit and starry.

Maori cursed in front of the police station.

"How come there's such a big rat in here? The rat spray is useless! Give me live ammunition, live ammunition!"

"It's no use, Officer Maori. This big black rat has thick skin and flesh, and live bullets can't penetrate it at all!"

"Send the fire truck! Screw it to death with holy water!"

Yoshiki Onomizu, standing nearby, stared intently at the interior of the building. "Holy water won't help, Maori-sama! My eyes can distinguish between local monsters and demons, but these rats are neither. I'm more inclined to believe they're new monsters born from humanity's fear of rats. After all...most of the ghosts that appeared after the resurrection of the supernatural are of this type."

"According to the restraint rules of the food chain, eagles can catch mice. Perhaps we should send an eagle to try."

"Where can I get a hawk?" Maori looked at Yoshiki. "Even the strongest hawk would be helpless against a mouse this big."

At the entrance of Toyohashi Metropolitan Police Department, detectives and special police from the brigade were confronting a big black rat inside through explosion-proof shields. Neither side could do anything to the other. The big black rat hid in the police station and refused to come out. It had a tough black fur and several curved fangs on both sides of its pointed mouth.

Maori tried to send out a melee team. Since guns didn't work, he tried using a professional demon-killing knife.

But the fangs and claws of this big black rat were like sharp blades just pulled out of the abyss. Its limbs were strong and powerful, and made almost no sound when attacking. Its attacks were as agile as a ghost in the night. Several knife-wielding men sent by Maori were cut in half by it.

The SWAT officers' momentum was a bit lacking. Every time the big black rat ate a person, a new strange pattern would appear on its back. Those patterns seemed to be variations of ancient spells or unknown totems, emitting a faint blue light that flickered in the darkness...

The existence of this strange creature itself is a blasphemy against reality. Even Maori, an "old detective" who has been fighting against the weirdness since the early days of the supernatural revival, trembled when he looked into those cold rat eyes, not to mention other young people.

Mao Li held the gun, he missed his detective partner.

If that taijutsu master were here, he wouldn't have to worry so much. This black rat, while powerful, still only huddled inside buildings. It wasn't bulletproof; Maori concluded that the creature was also afraid of firearms and swords. It simply occupied a favorable position. Unless he could muster the determination to blow up the Metropolitan Police Department, forcibly opening up the terrain and then activating it, the battle would remain a stalemate.