Chapter 51
When Shen Du Jianliu regained his consciousness, he was lying in a deserted forest.
The internal organs of the body seemed to be all mixed up, and all organs were making a clamor of near collapse, which was no different from the usual perception.
…The only difference is the head.
He supported himself on the ground and sat up with some doubt, then raised his hand and touched his intact temple.
The surface was flat and smooth, without any signs of being penetrated.
[System: Host, are you awake? ]
"Why am I alive?"
Shen Du Jian Liu glanced at the status of the live broadcast room, which was still closed.
[System: How dare you ask... We are a regular live broadcast room, okay! The death of the anchor is a big problem. It would be disastrous if we were called to rectify the situation. We can’t just sit back and do it no matter what. ]
[System: Well, although the situation was very urgent at the time, it was indeed difficult to make a choice. ]
[System: In short... in order to save the host's life, we copied your body one second before you committed suicide. ]
"copy?"
[System: Yes, you can understand that we have cloned a life form identical to you and urgently released it to another world, and extracted your consciousness in time and stuffed it into this empty shell. ]
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
He lowered his eyes and moved his wrist and fingers. It was indeed the state he was in just a few seconds before he was shot in the temple.
It was about the time when the barrage was closed.
[System: By the way, these features have used up all your reward savings, as well as nearly 90% of the page views to date. ]
[System: Host, your account is now almost penniless. ]
[System: We are following the contract normally. When the host is in danger of life, the company has the right to use the host's live broadcast room deposit to save his life. ]
"what ever."
Shen Du Jian Liu stood up indifferently.
Since he had never used rewards before and didn't care about such things at all, his expression was as dull as before.
"How is Mr. Dazai?"
What he is most concerned about now is what will happen after he "leaves".
[System: Still alive... and defected from the Port Mafia ahead of time because of the host's words. ]
[System: But the time of your death is very coincidental. The Mimic incident was supposed to happen 1-2 weeks later, and Dazai happened to encounter it when he was preparing to defect, so the timeline is almost the same. ]
"Where's Mr. Oda?"
[System: You survived, Mimic is not dead either. They firmly believe that you can come back and are still atonement. ]
"Um."
As long as Mr. Dazai is still alive and doesn't despair because of Mr. Oda's death, it's fine.
The white-haired boy thought back to all the desperate people he had met, and asked with concern, "How is Mr. Verlaine?"
[System: Uh...he doesn’t know you’re dead. ]
[System: The other party is still being kept in the dark. Of course, it cannot be kept in the dark for a short time. ]
[System: My authority is not high, and I can only see a small part of the subsequent trends. The flow rate of each world is different. What I just said may not have happened yet, or it may have been a long time ago. It is hard to say. It is just a reference for estimation. ]
That doesn't sound very reassuring.
"Can I go back?"
[System: Yes, you can... But there are time and frequency limits for opening each space-time, just like you need to apply for a visa to travel to other countries, right? So I can’t go back anytime soon. ]
[System: Compared to these... I suggest that the anchor start a live broadcast here to pay off the debt as soon as possible. ]
[System: The new world is a comic that is as popular as the Cursed World of Bunno. Your account balance will be returned soon.] ]
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
Curse back.
He had some impression of this comic, having heard about it in the comments.
Sukuna, "Tiger", iivv, 2.5 Satoru.
The white-haired boy extracted the key words in his mind. However, while he was thinking, a large number of birds flapping their wings suddenly started from the woods two hundred meters away.
"Nanaha!!!"
The scream that came from his throat broke through the sky, and it was easy to hear it with Shen Du Jianliu's talent.
He pondered for a moment, then hurried over.
The trees in the forest are layered and intertwined. The further you go, the sparser the dense jungle becomes. This should be the foot of a mountain. In the distance, a village with a flat and clean road can be vaguely seen at the foot of the mountain.
The air was filled with a very strong smell of blood.
It took only a few seconds to reach the source of the sound. In front of us was a small shrine. A strange atmosphere shrouded the shrine, and the smell of blood was obviously coming from here.
As Shen Du Jian Liu stepped onto the broken stairs, a figure flew past him.
Yes, a silhouette.
The opponent seemed to be hit hard by something and flew away, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to pass by him and hit the tree stump not far away, the white-haired boy stepped forward in time to catch him.
"you……"
It was a young boy with light blond hair.
The other person had a 3:7 hairstyle and looked extremely disheveled. His skin was covered with scars of varying sizes and at least three ribs were broken.
He was suddenly caught by a white-haired boy he didn't know at all, and he was stunned for a moment.
The boy wanted to say something, but he saw something out of the corner of his eye, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He suddenly shouted with all his might: "Habara!"
“Run!!!!”
Those shrinking yellow-green eyes were full of despair.
…
Shen Du Jian Liu frowned.
He looked in the direction of the other party's shouting, and sure enough, he saw a mushroom-headed boy floating in the air.
The opponent seemed to be strangled by something around the neck. He grabbed the air and tried to resist in the air. His lower body felt like it was being squeezed so that he was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
Very strange.
Shen Du Jianliu couldn't see that the other person was being strangled by something.
But this did not affect his decision to rescue the black-haired boy.
Although he cannot see with his eyes, his ears, smell and other senses are all normal, and he can sense the existence and all actions of the invisible thing.
Because his talents in other aspects are good enough, even if his vision is gone, this world will still be the same for Shen Du Jianliu.
"don’t worry."
Using a calm voice to comfort the blond boy in his arms, Kamado Kenryu put him down: "I will go save him."
His calm voice was like a clear mountain spring, which could easily smooth out the turbulent waves on the lake.
The white-haired boy leaned down expressionlessly, closed his eyes, and rushed forward like an arrow.
Without holding back any strength, he punched the invisible thing, and at the same time relieved the force on its arm. Shen Du Jianliu easily caught the embarrassed mushroom-headed boy.
A sharp wind swirled and rose in the air, ruffling the two young men's hair.
Under Shen Du Jianliu's full-strength attack, something flew out like a bombardment and hit a large group of trees behind.
One, two, three, four...
It slid for more than 500 meters before stopping, and the final impact seemed to have severely shattered a large piece of hard rock.
The air fell silent because of this sudden change.
[System: Host, a friendly reminder. ]
[System: The thing you just knocked away is called a cursed spirit. Only people with cursed power and spells can exorcise it. ]
[System: Each small world has a different system, and outsiders cannot integrate or communicate. ]
[System: That is to say, your actions just now did not cause any harm to the cursed spirit. You simply knocked it away. ]
[System: Of course, for a better viewing experience, only the audience in the live broadcast room can see the curse spirit through the screen. ]
[System: Host, do you want to open the live broadcast room now? ]
Shen Du Jianliu turned his gaze away from the ruined forest with an expressionless face, and his body's senses were indeed telling him that the other party was slowly getting up.
He was about to signal the system to start the live broadcast when a weak voice suddenly came from beside him.
“You, you… ahem…! Who is it?”
Next to the white-haired boy, Huihara Yu, who was caught and put down, has regained his voice.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tried to support himself and half-knelt on the ground. His throat was hoarse and dry from being pinched, and it sounded as rough as the sound of an old bellows.
The opponent's lower body was saved, but the injury was still not optimistic. He couldn't help but grimace in pain.
"Senior... Ahem, Senior, are you the reinforcement sent by the Inspector's Window staff?"
"Graybara!"
The blond boy not far away also ran over in time.
There was no time for them to chat. The cursed spirit 500 meters away was wantonly destroying the forest. It found the source here and rushed over again at a faster speed.
The opponent's steps were crazy and angry, shaking the ground continuously, and broken leaves fell sparsely to the ground.
Even if one only listened to the whistling sound of the wind, one could feel the size and speed of the thing. The huge pressure and overwhelming murderous aura enveloped everyone.
The atmosphere gradually became solemn and desperate.
“Damn it…”
Nanami Kento clenched his fists. He bent down to pick up the knife that had fallen beside him, and stood in front of Huiyuan, who couldn't even stand up, in a defensive posture: "This mission is not an ordinary level 2 mission at all."
"The god of the earth, a god born from the villagers' faith..."
"Inspector... Uh, what did the inspector say?"
Huihara Yu's voice was still hoarse and smoking.
"They've gone to send reinforcements, so we have to retreat quickly."
They said they were retreating, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was... simply impossible.
That's at least a first-level cursed spirit.
Unless there is one person left behind to hold the other side back, the entire army will be wiped out.
Shen Du Jianliu, who was standing next to them, did not speak.
Through the other party's simple words and the fragmented information that the barrage had sent before, he had roughly guessed how the second level and the so-called cursed spirit were born.
"Is there any way to kill it?"
The boy asked the system in his mind with a calm expression.
[System: Good question! Host, now I would like to recommend to you again our well-developed points mall. ]
[System: There is a package that is suitable for you right now: glasses/colored contact lenses that can see cursed spirits + level 4 curse tools. ]
[System: In addition, there are also abilities to directly see cursed spirits, spells, special-grade cursed tools, etc.... But the remaining traffic in the anchor's account cannot afford them, unless you are willing to take out a loan on credit, with an interest rate of 30%. ]
"A cursed tool?"
[System: It is a weapon infused with cursed energy. Even without cursed energy, one can use it to exorcise cursed spirits. ]
Understood.
Not needed at this time.
Shen Du Jianliu walked calmly in front of Nanami Kento and mentally asked the system to reopen the empty live broadcast room.
"Open the live broadcast room."
After all, his current rescue operation is to spread hope, and Kamado Miru must ensure that his own world can see the broadcast.
His eyes swept over the short machete wrapped with spells in the blond boy's hand, and he asked calmly: "Is your knife a cursed tool?"
"?"
“It’s a cursed tool, for sure…”
The blond boy didn't understand why Shen Du Jianliu asked this. He was about to continue speaking, but a strong gale swept in and the cursed spirit was already approaching.
As long as it's a cursed tool, there's no problem.
"Lend it to me for a moment."
"……?"
"Thanks."
Shen Du Jianliu thought about it and added politely.
“…”
Before Nanami Kento could understand what the white-haired boy wanted to do, the boy snatched the machete from his hand and turned it around with extremely skillful movements to check the feel of it.
The skillful technique made it seem as if the other person was the owner of the machete.
The next second, the white-haired boy with a calm expression stomped his feet on the ground and jumped into the air. The ground collapsed heavily due to the force of his feet.
"etc……"
In the eyes of Kento Nanami, the cursed spirit that was rushing towards them just stretched out a tentacle and swung it towards them.
Shen Du Jianliu seemed to be blind and leaped into the air without any hesitation. His thin and frail body collided with the tentacles thrown by the cursed spirit with incredible precision.
The live broadcast room was also opened by the system at this moment, and dense barrages of comments immediately filled Shen Du Jianliu's sight.
"Hey, come back!"
"Are you going to die?!"
In this situation, we can only pray that Gojo-senpai can hear the news and come here in time.
Nanami Kento can now be sure that it is impossible for anyone else to defeat it.
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