015.
I had just seen off the Ichigo Ichizan and was walking downstairs to get some fresh air, but as soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the Awataguchi Tandaos.
"Master!" the daggers shouted in unison.
"Hey, it's you. What do you want to talk to me about?" The inquisitor touched the head of Rantoshiro who was standing in the front, and pinched Moritoshiro's watery face, and asked after satisfying his desire to suck the little cuties.
"Master, Master," Rantoshiro, who was always close to the Judges, took her hand and shook it, "You know, the new guy, Yakukenni! Everyone wants to get along well with him, want to care about him, and want to get to know him as soon as possible."
Maeda Toushirou, wearing a small cape with golden ears and a considerate personality, nodded. "So we all came together to ask the master for permission to hold a welcome party for Yakukenni."
"Although we don't know if this will work, and whether it can temporarily relieve Yao Yanni's pain and make her worry-free in the future, we brothers still hope to do our best to help Yao Yanni."
He placed one hand slightly bent on his chest, full of emotion for his brother and hope for his future, "May luck and happiness accompany you forever from now on."
The inquisitor is always moved by these little cuties.
In the final analysis, Fu Mian Shen is not high above, like the moon that is out of reach in the sky. After falling into the mortal world, her humanity is greater than her divinity. The ties between the various sword schools are what she loves most and cherishes in her heart.
"Hey, I agree."
"I won't interfere this time, just let it go. Remember what I said today, no matter what happened to you new Pharma Research Institute before, no matter what changes have taken place," the Judge smiled, "If I were Pharma Research Institute, I would be very moved! I look forward to seeing your results."
Awataguchi's group of blades looked at each other excitedly and said with sincere gratitude, "Thank you, Master!"
016.
If the weather is sunny and warm here in Honmaru, then the government at that time is covered with dark clouds.
In the government office building of the time, inside the office of the wartime secret clearing team.
The woman with short, flowing hair slapped the table. She was obviously a martial arts inquisitor. A corner of the table broke under her slap.
The team members who saw this had their mouths twitching slightly. It was over. They had to report it for maintenance again and their wages would be deducted again.
"It's the Dark Fallen God again. How many scumbags have not been caught yet?! Secret investigation team, what do you do for a living? Every month, you take turns to conduct secret investigations on all the Honmaru. Are you doing your job diligently?!" She spoke at a very fast speed, hitting the team members like a storm.
"I've already said that no matter which main maru, we should secretly set up a spiritual power fluctuation feedback technique. In this way, when the god of death shows a tendency to fall into darkness and his spiritual power changes slightly, we can catch him and things won't be so irreversible. Those who are in charge of the barrier technique, what are you doing? Are you slacking off?!"
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After the meeting, the woman criticized almost all the members of the team, and finally cursed the government of time.
"It's all crap politics. If that rubbish system hadn't been in place, there wouldn't be so much trouble now."
At this time, the brown-haired man who had been sitting in the upper seat and silently watching the woman spit fire spoke up, "Well, you have all heard the criticism from Huang this time, you should just work hard. The incident of the Dark Fallen Deity killing the master that was put into the old case file eight hundred years ago is still happening now, which means you are not taking it seriously enough."
His sharp and deep eyes scanned all the people present, as if he could see through all of their thoughts and plans. "Don't bring political struggles into this team. I don't care about your open or secret struggles outside, but once you join this team, you have only one goal."
"Find out the scumbags and protect the judges and sword gods."
"Prajna is right, everyone listen carefully," the woman codenamed Huang calmed down, "usually you arrest people who have an idea but are caught before they actually carry it out. You have done a good job in nipping the bud of evil in the bud."
"But why, under such strict surveillance, did such a thing happen? Moreover, it has developed to such an extent, killing the master, falling into darkness, and even breaking the sword by oneself. Isn't this enough to prove that you have been slacking off?"
After hearing this, some members felt guilty. Indeed, because they were usually too successful, they gradually lost interest in this job.
"'Xishui' has already gone to visit, right?" The brown-haired man looked at the woman.
"Yes, she has already gone to the Honmaru," the woman said with a look of guilt and sorrow that was difficult to conceal, "I hope the child can forgive us for being late."
The man nodded and closed his eyes.
It is time to reorganize the wartime secret clearing team.
017.
Yao Yan had no idea that the series of misunderstandings caused by his time travel would lead to a storm in the government of time.
Although the members of the cleanup team who were blamed were innocent and miserable, it was precisely because of the emergence of Yaoyan that they strengthened their work intensity and attitude, and successfully uncovered many bastards who usually hid very well.
They even found an underground sales venue that had been open for many years, covered by multiple forces, and only revealed a corner of it now.
This was another storm, as serious as the "X" experimental subject project at the time, and the drug research team was also involved.
Of course, this is a story for later.
The current pharmaceutical research is facing inspections by staff sent by the current government.
The person who came was "Keisui", a Shinto judge. She was kind-hearted and good at psychology. Because of her non-aggressive and even motherly appearance, she was often sent to communicate with the sword god, which made him relax his guard.
"Yakuken-kun, the government of time is aware of your situation. In order to protect you and the Honmaru that houses you, we need to temporarily examine your body. Is this possible?"
Why are so many people interested in my body...
Yakuin, whose body had just been returned to him by Ichigo Ichizhen, was speechless. After hesitating for a moment, he handed over his body.
After some experiments, he was not worried about the main body being stolen, because the main body was a piece of equipment that he was bound to and would never fall off. If it was stolen within five meters of him, he could summon it back.
Well, the summoning process might be a bit like a paranormal event.
In the eyes of "Xishui", Yaoyan's hesitation but willingness to hand over his body had a different interpretation.
Even though you have been hurt before, do you still have hope and trust in the world?
A gentle smile appeared on "Xi Shui"'s lips. What a good child he is.
After taking over the body of Yaoyan, "Xishui" found that there were no scars on it.
This was different from the report of suspected damage to Chinese Medicine Research Institute, but "Xishui" did not care. She also knew the judge in Honmaru, who was a noble and gentle person. She must have done it beforehand.
However, when "Stream" used the technique to conduct a comprehensive test, just as the inquisitor thought, she found that Yakuin had not lost a trace of divinity, and there was no impure air in his body.
Because the judge concealed the fact that Yaken's wounds could heal themselves, "Xishui" naturally would not think of the experimental subject. Her speculation was naturally based on her own knowledge of Shinto.
Although the sword master is the last among the eight million gods in Takamagahara and is often considered a spirit rather than a god, in terms of his divinity, he is undoubtedly a god.
During the process of falling into darkness, filthy air is rampant and difficult to remove, which can easily cause the spirit to lose its divinity and damage the originally firm heart of the God. It is also extremely harmful to the original spirit, let alone the split spirit?
But the Shinyaku Kentoshiro in front of him had survived the period of transformation into the Dark Fall state, and the filthy aura did not remain. What kind of noble and strong divine mind must he have to successfully expel the filthy aura that had taken root in his body after the Dark Fall?
It's a pity that he can never regain his original appearance because of the irreversible fall...
"Xi Shui" felt a little regretful. This was such a good seedling. If it was cultivated, it would surely become the strongest among the split spirits. When it returned to the original spirit in the future, the divinity of the original spirit would also be enhanced. How could it fall into the hands of scum?
No matter how wrong it is, it's all the fault of that scumbag judge!
"Xishui" then performed a few more tests, such as checking whether Yaoyan had been controlled by any techniques or something like that. After the tests, nothing was found, which made "Xishui" breathe a sigh of relief.
However, just as "Xishui" returned the body to Yaoyan, Yaoyan took it and raised his wrist. The sharp-eyed "Xishui" saw something on the skin exposed at the edge of the black glove.
"Excuse me, Yaoyan-kun." Before Yaoyan could react, "Xishui" grabbed his hand and pulled off his gloves.
A black, circular mark with strange patterns appeared on it.
That is not the sword pattern of the sword sword god itself, and basically no sword sword pattern of the sword sword god will appear on its body.
It was more like the seal of "The Sixth Heaven Demon King" of Sozo Sawamonji.
What's even worse is that this mark was obviously added after the sword god was awakened, and it is not a mark on the human body.
This was probably to satisfy the possessiveness of the censor and to brand his "pet"...
Too much, too much!!
"Xi Shui" originally did not feel much of the pain that Zhen An Duo Yao Yan had suffered, but now he finally felt it.
This is clearly just the tip of the iceberg, and if I hadn't discovered it myself, I'm afraid he would have concealed it.
The sword men's special healing method allows the wounds on their bodies to heal quickly, which in turn feeds back to the human body, and the wounds on the human body will also heal. However, if they want to leave a mark on the human body, they will heal the body while deepening the mark, and repeat this cycle. The wounds on the body will heal, but a mark will be left on the body - rather than a mark, it is better to say that it is a smooth scar.
This process is painful even for a swordsman who is often injured.
"Xishui" was very angry just thinking about it. As an aunt who cherished the sword man, she really couldn't tolerate the existence of such a scum who tortured the sword god.
She let go of Yakuken's hand and sat up straight. "Yakuken-kun, please tell me your original Honmaru number, even though your predecessor is dead."
"I think that scumbag has someone else behind him, otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so bold. There may be some evidence left in your original Honmaru."
Even if there is no one behind that scumbag, do you really think that it will be alright if the sword man you destroyed dies after the backlash? Bullshit, I will be bankrupt!!
Yakuin was a little suffocated: How could he conjure up a Honmaru?
No, what settings did you add to me? I thought you were a well-trained political staff, but I didn't expect you to be a brain-stuffing monster.
This world is sick, it's totally hopeless!!
The author has something to say: I really like the cute Maeda with the girl's hairstyle. He is really warm.
The first few chapters serve as a background and a foundation for the integration of pharmaceutical research. The pharmaceutical research perspective is not too much, and it is more side-oriented.
The daily life part starts after these few chapters, and the plot will be at a slower pace afterwards. I don't know if you like it.
I'm going to take a day off tomorrow and go home. It'll take a whole day by bus and train. I feel like I'm going to die on the road (lying down
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