Chapter 9 You can't be a tool and a normal person at the same time
The first person that Sengenmaku contacted was Endo Shusaku.
Endo Shusaku was living a good life. He no longer wasted his time on the streets. He found an abandoned house, cleaned it up, and lived there. In one year, he grew a lot, at least he was not as miserable as he was when he was 10 years old and 12 years old. In addition to this, he even prepared a permanent room for Qian Jianmu, which he cleaned every day with a respectful attitude, making it incredibly clean.
It was as if the age of twelve was a calamity for him. After overcoming it, he grew up at an extremely fast pace, and then smoothly grew more and more crooked.
The ability of Deep River is more like a game of being in the river of life and death. If one's mind is even slightly weak, he will be devoured by the dead. Endo Shusaku has been standing at the junction of life and death since he was four years old, gazing at the world from afar with ignorance, stupidity, melancholy and loneliness.
The activation conditions of Shenhe are very special. He can only enter the immersion state when there is a living being. At this moment, no living being will detect his existence. When he is in the immersed state, he cannot actively touch or harm any living being, and if he does, he will be forcibly out of the state. But at the same time, he will not be harmed in any way during this state. This means that as long as he remains immersed, he is invisible to this world.
This is a very useful intelligence-related ability, which tends to be conceptual. Without any influence or restriction, it will completely disappear from the world without leaving any trace. Similarly, Shenhe's attack method is also conceptual, and is powerful all at once. He can forcibly pull the target into the realm of death. There is no distance limit, no need for a name, no influence from anything, and no shackles.
For example, when he decides to use the Deep River against the culprit of something, he will die suddenly even if that person does not show up at all, and even if no one in the world knows that he did it.
The price was that he would die with them.
When mentioning this, the dark blue-haired boy looked at Qian Jianmu with his strange red and blue gradient eyes. His fingers gently stroked the hair of the white long-haired cat in his arms and he showed a weird smile.
"As long as you need, I can kill anyone in this world for you, or... more people."
Yes, one instruction is not limited to one person, there is no limit, but generally speaking, it cannot exceed three.
If he could really be indiscriminate, then he could just think of taking away all humans and humanity would become extinct. That's a bug and is definitely not tolerated by the rules.
Of course, as long as he could endure the pain of being eroded by death and endure the torture that almost tore his soul apart and drove him mad, he could do more than three things.
"You don't need to worry about me. I believe your use is meaningful."
…
Qian Jianmu was silent for a long time.
It’s not because of Endo Shusaku’s mental condition, but because someone said something similar to him a long time ago.
"I believe in you, you will always get what you want."
"Don't worry, your choices are all right."
Even the crazy look was very similar to Endo Shusaku, which gave him a headache as if he had seen him before.
Although everyone says so, saying that they believe in him and trust him. They are the ones who restrain their madness and become obedient, and they are also the ones who die alone and face the end of the world.
I've had enough. I don't want to see this kind of crazy style anymore.
Qian Jianmu slowly shifted his gaze to the white cat. The white cat turned its head, revealing bright golden eyes, and a sense of déjà vu came over him. Qian Jianmu couldn't bear to watch and closed his eyes again.
Not good, I feel like something is going to happen.
“You’re raising animals?”
Endo Shusaku's expression suddenly returned to normal, and the speed of his expression changing was ridiculously fast. He picked up the cat with a smile and swayed it like noodles. The kitten's body was as soft as water, and it swayed back and forth in a warm and soft manner.
"Because I need a living being to move with me. So I'm looking for a quiet, small animal that won't die easily. Of course, this is just an accident! Because he's so cute, I couldn't help it!"
"…What else do you raise?"
"Hmm..." Endo Shusaku thought for a moment, and a false, innocent and cruel look like a child appeared on his face. "Lizards need incubators, but I don't have the money. Snakes take time to raise, ants die too easily, and centipedes bite painfully. Dogs are useless, and mice are not well behaved, so... there is no result!"
Small, quiet, and not easy to die...
"...Would you like to try the turtle?"
Endo Shusaku's expression was blank for a moment. He was about to say something, but stopped. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. He was silent for a moment, and finally said with difficulty: "I'll try."
Oh, and he seems to really hate aquatic animals.
Qian Jianmu held the cup tightly and drank the hot cocoa slowly.
"What's going on here?" he asked softly.
"It's all just boring stuff. Thirteen gang fights, two police stations destroyed, four hundred more people in the slums, all of whom are expected to die over the winter. No one of note... ah, there was one guy, a black market doctor, who was here."
"Is there anything special about him?"
“Well, his fate is so dark that you can’t even see the color.” The dark blue-haired boy narrowed his eyes, with a hint of strangeness in his tone. "His name is Mori Ogai, a psychic, whose psychic ability is a little girl. He used to be a military doctor, and his medical skills are quite good. I don't know anything else about him."
"Um?"
"I only saw him once because Hirao blew up his house with a bomb the day after I noticed him. When I went there again on the third day, he had left, probably heading south."
Chiganemaku raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why did the Hirao Society destroy his house?"
Although Yokohama is full of mafia at present, in fact these thugs are not irrational lunatics. When a world is unified by one color, even pure black will generate rules for pure black.
The Mafia believes in an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, and any organization that believes in this will not resort to violence without reason. There are even precedents where low-level mafia members raped young girls and were directly executed by the organization. They may be bad people and they may have done unforgivable evil things, but once they have power and authority, they will sneer at such unbridled brutality.
This is also a rule of the Mafia. In a certain sense, if the Mafia rules a country, then it can be regarded as realizing the political theory of "spreading military power throughout the world" to a subtle extent. Civilians don't care who governs them, as long as they can survive, even if it's a demon. The victors write history. Apart from their reputation as mafia members, they use force to build power, which is a prerequisite for forming a country.
Of course, the current world order is basically set. No matter how powerful this group of forces is, they can only become a gang with the name of "Mafia".
Then it would be very strange that Hirao would smash Mori Ogai's house. Mori Ogai had just arrived not long ago. What did he do to seek revenge?
Endo Shusaku said expressionlessly:
"He was 'invited' to perform surgery on a Hiraokai cadre. He might have wanted to do something before he left, but he 'touched' dozens of men's and women's underwear in front of the cadre's wife and the leader. What's more coincidental is that some of those clothes belonged to the leader's daughter, and some belonged to the leader himself.
The conclusion is that the cadre was an underwear thief and a pervert, and before he died he used his cronies to seek revenge on him. However, it sank into the river the next day after it was smashed. ”
…
Oh, that's not surprising.
…
No, everything is weird! Dr. Mori originally wanted to do something, right? As for that cadre, it’s okay to be a pervert, but he’s also the leader, he’s fifty years old - fifty years old! ! Normal underwear can no longer satisfy you? ! Please eat something good! !
Endo Shusaku had a wooden face. He simply couldn't understand human XP. He had been lurking in the Hirao Kai for seven days and had been a vegetable for seven days. When he heard the truth, he really felt that the Mafia was getting more and more doomed.
There are more strange details that he hasn't even mentioned yet. How could he tell Mr. Shenming such dirty news?
I dare say that the gods could hear such a thing. What a beast! Sooner or later they will be destroyed.
Qian Jianmu felt a similar pain.
Is this true? I won’t let go even when I’m fifty! Beast!
The two looked at each other and decided to skip the topic.
So we talked about Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
Because Sengenmaku was very concerned about Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Endo Shusaku was also quite familiar with the boy.
He actually hates Ryunosuke Akutagawa, but he doesn't say it.
At least he didn't try to trip up Akutagawa, although he didn't help him when he was in danger either.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa was beaten badly this summer. He kept the milk that Chimamaku ordered for him for his sister, and sold the milk that belonged to him. The boy is in the growth stage, and the use of his special abilities also requires a lot of nutrition. He didn't have enough food, his body was in deficit all year round, his expenses were not enough to make ends meet, and he was beaten from time to time and left with hidden injuries. If he didn't pay attention, his life's potential might stop here.
Winter is coming, and his fate is almost clear. If he cannot get through this winter peacefully and gently, then this winter will definitely leave scars on him that will accompany him for the rest of his life.
pity.
Qian Jianmu thought so, and casually used the fingertips of the hand that was supporting his cheek to smooth the slightly long white hair beside his ear. He is not a philanthropist, and he does not have that much kindness to feed a stray dog ​​that he may not even tame.
He looked up and saw Endo Shusaku looking at him with a smile. The handsome boy was silent and well-behaved. His strange red and blue eyes also softened their spikes. His cheek pressed against the cat's soft fur, making him look gentle and approachable.
That was an unconditional trust. Even if he killed and dismembered a person in front of this person, Endo Shusaku would just smile and say, "You are doing the right thing. Please let me help you."
Creepy fanatic.
Chijianmu sighed softly, and just as he lowered his eyes, he heard Endo Shusaku's voice.
"Are you going to go find him?"
"...No, forget it. It's a waste of energy."
Although he didn't have any expectations, he was indeed accumulating strength, but he had to forget about the uncontrollable underage wild dogs.
He didn't want to make a big scene before taking out the chip from the back of his neck. After taking it out...it depends on his mood.
"It's up to you. If you're still alive next year, remember to renew your milk subscription."
"I see."
Zero's time for the announcement has just arrived. The Qianjianmu is set to announce once every time the energy value increases by 1,000 points. If it is during sleep, it will be announced after waking up. The current energy value is about 8,000 points, which means that around 70,000 people have followed his series. But although tens of thousands of energy points seem like a lot, they are still useless.
The zero resolution chip time is 70 years. It is known that zero double speed acceleration calculation consumes 100 energy points per minute. Roughly calculated, it will require about 1.8 billion energy points.
Combined with his current guesses and perceptions of the world's situation, he thought that he had probably become the highest-level wage earner in this world.
——After all, how could the world be like this? Isn’t it shameful?
All kinds of thoughts flashed through Qianjianmu's mind, but apart from a little helplessness, he did not waver in his future plans. His thinking is completely result-oriented. As long as he sets a goal, he will implement an efficient plan by any means necessary. His emotional trait of no emotional interference becomes his useless but most effective weapon, supporting him to go straight to the final outcome.
But suddenly, he remembered something.
Endo Shusaku saw Senjianmu suddenly raise his head and look at him.
For some reason, he felt a chill.
"Zhou Zuo, have you been reading recently?"
"…I'm studying some religious literature."
"Well, let's set a side quest and write a book. I don't know what it's called, so let's call it 'Deep River'."
Endo Shusaku's expression went blank again for a moment. He couldn't understand what this had to do with writing. He calmed down for three seconds and found that he was still confused, so he just asked directly.
"There will be unexpected gains."
Qian Jianmu closed his eyes and recalled the mysterious feeling he had felt from Zhongyuan Chuuya. That feeling made him more and more certain. Finally, he said softly in a declarative tone:
"That is your destiny. When you are in your destiny, you must act according to the rules of destiny."
Although he didn't quite understand, Endo Shusaku's expression became serious and he nodded in agreement.
Endo Shusaku believed that his destiny was given by Senmaku, and he'd better do whatever Senmaku wanted him to do. The Thousand Curtains is his destiny itself.
Qian Jianmu believes that there may be a big problem with this world consciousness. Whether intentional or not, as long as help can be provided, the world consciousness will take better care of it, which will always be beneficial.
The two people reached a consensus in opposite directions. Endo Shusaku tried to ask Senmamaku to stay, but it was not too late outside, and there was no trust between the two people (referring to Senmamaku's one-sided side), so they decided to rush back to the shrine.
"——Will you stay a little longer?"
Endo Shusaku spoke hesitantly, looking a little lost, and even his cheeks, which had a bit of color after recuperation, turned pale. The white cat jumped from his arms to the ground. It shook its fur and stared at the two people with its golden eyes motionlessly.
However, the white-haired boy waved his hand and put on his cloak. His attitude was firm. In short, he chose to leave very decisively.
The cold wind seeped in from the door, and Endo Shusaku shivered suddenly. The little white cat was walking around bored and accidentally knocked over its food bowl. It looked around awkwardly in a very human way, stretched out its claws to scratch around, and then sat on the other side pretending nothing had happened.
The dark blue-haired boy came back to his senses. He shivered and touched his clothes, then exhaled slowly and deeply.
There's nothing I can do about it, it's always like this.
Endo Shusaku can see fragments of other people's destinies, about the future and the past.
Endo Shusaku can also see his own destiny, but he cannot see his own future.
There are two situations that Endo Shusaku cannot see: one is insufficient information, and the other is no future.
Endo Shusaku spent a considerable amount of time looking at himself, and it took him a very long time to realize that he was a person without a future.
He must have died last winter, in the mud. After his death, he sank completely into the River of the Dead, leaving no corpse or any evidence of his existence. He spent most of his life using his supernatural powers to protect himself, but the price was that no one would remember him, and when he died, he would truly cease to exist in this world.
He wanted to live, but he had no way to live.
——Until that day.
Just the day before his death.
He saw a future in which he could participate in a strange young boy who was passing by.
It was very brief, just such a brief glance, but it aggravated the negative effects of his overdraft of superpowers a thousand times. He spat out blood, repeatedly recalled that glance, and laughed for a long, long time.
The future that does not exist for him exists beside the boy.
He once thought that if there was really someone who could change his fate, if there was really someone who could rescue him from his meaningless struggle, then it would probably be a god.
God is a magician who does not distinguish between good and evil. He can turn everything around and He can apply everything.
He removed his supernatural power and looked at the tiny child, who was even younger than him, with a dull and cold expression, so beautiful that he didn't seem like a real person. He was so excited that he was shaking, and he tried his best to suppress his ecstasy.
"Are you God?" he asked.
There was a hint of coldness and indifference on the god's face that was totally unbecoming of his age. The golden eyes are like flowing soft gold, and the blood-red eyes are like dried black blood holes. His eyes, one light and one dark, gave his expression an unpredictable sense of horror and irony.
He just stood there looking at him with his eyes downcast, as if thinking about something, and replied:
"I don't think so."
No.
As long as I stand by your side, as long as I exist where you exist, as long as I can see you, my future will not be empty.
——My existence is not meaningless.
However, even if he escaped the end of fate, he still couldn't see his future.
His special ability is extremely overbearing and there is no such thing as change. However, this inevitable death is forced to continue beside the gods in the future in the form of the living.
How interesting, the intersection of life and death, the turning point of fate, he is in this turbid river, and more possibilities unfold because he belongs to someone.
——His future only exists beside the gods.
He was...born for God.
And will die for the gods.
At any cost, at any means.
Endo Shusaku lowered his eyes and stroked the corners of the kitten's golden eyes. The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, revealing a slightly melancholy expression.
So how can I tell God? Even if he knew about it, he probably wouldn't care.
The difference between life and death that he felt—
When Qian Jianmu stood in front of him, even though the threat of death still existed, he was firmly controlled, as if he was being forced to stay in the world.
When Qian Jianmu left, death suddenly appeared before his eyes.
He is a dead person in concept, and fate is constantly trying to correct his fate. The reason why he remains in the world is probably because he is in a state of intermediate state.
This made his special ability become harmful to him.
He was constantly being torn between life and death, dancing on the boundary line. He even forced himself to gradually accept more intense pain. His ultimate skill had long been honed to an astonishing level within his unique soul essence.
one person? How many people?
It is far from enough.
...to become more useful.
He lowered his eyes, and his deep, alien pupils flashed with a burning emotion that sent chills down one's spine.
As long as the gods hate it, as long as the gods want it, as long as the gods require it.
Even if I have to endure a thousand times more pain, even if I am annihilated and my life is worse than death, even if the enemy is the world itself——
I will kill you too.
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