Chapter 229: Neon Country: Evil God
"People are like ants."
The cocoon stands on the top of the highest observation deck of Tokyo Tower, overlooking the whole of Tokyo.
It was night time, and the countless lights lit up from the tall buildings, looking like stars covering the ground.
The endless stream of cars, lit by lights, looks like a flowing galaxy.
However, all of this seems so unsightly to Chongzhu.
"Ants gather together, build ugly nests, run around busily, and survive while destroying the world." There is some disgust in the eyes of the insect cocoon, "Why should I care about the life and death of these ants?"
Salvation System: ...
Of all the vests, Chongzhu is the most difficult to deal with.
If it is a large-scale vest that lands on the insect cocoon, it is still within the controllable range. If it is handed over to a small account to operate, it will become more and more in line with the nature of the vest.
The small vest is also the host!
The souls are all the same!
The salvation system encouraged itself and said, "Host, don't forget that our goal is to save the world..."
Chongju raised his eyebrows: "The world will still be fine without humans."
Salvation System: ...
That's true.
"If you want to save life, then let humans disappear. No dwindling vegetation, no melting glaciers, no marine pollution, no species extinction. Look, everything is so beautiful." Chongju spread his arms, "All creatures can breathe fresh air, see the morning glow during the day, and see the stars at night. There is no steel and concrete, no car exhaust, only tens of thousands of small lives moving in the lush forest. At midnight, you can't hear the sound of horns, only the sound of insects."
"If we want to save the world... isn't it the best option to make humans disappear?" Chongjue said softly, "What do you think, system?"
Salvation System: ...
What you said makes sense and this system cannot refute it, but I just feel like something is wrong.
"So, let's make humanity extinct." The insect cocoon smiled and pointed to the ground under his feet, "Start from here."
Savior System: "No, no, no, host, wake up."
"I am very sober."
"What we are fighting against is weirdness! The world we are saving includes humans, and humans are part of this world!"
"If the world had consciousness, it would definitely say it doesn't need this part."
Salvation System: There is really no way to explain this.
"Host, the entity's request." There was no other choice, the salvation system brought out the large Qingtong.
Sure enough, this trick worked. Chongju frowned slightly and said nothing more.
"Host, can we get started?" the salvation system asked, "As the host said before, develop believers in this land and make them more useful."
The insect cocoon pursed his thin lips slightly. He really didn't want to have much contact with those humans, but correspondingly, he would not disobey the orders of the original body.
The young man raised his hand, and a butterfly landed on his fingertips, its dark blue wings trembling slightly.
Fortunately, he already knew a human girl and could use her to control the Hundred Butterfly Society.
The cocoon doesn't like humans, but he agrees with the entity's point of view that as tools, these men and women who are obsessed with him are indeed useful.
The butterfly left the boy's fingertips and flew away.
*
Miyuki lives in Aoyama 1-chome, Tokyo.
She has come out of the cyberbullying.
Before the Red Sun, the realm of the underworld descended upon Ni Country. She and two of her friends, as underground idols, accidentally entered the realm of the underworld at the Ruyue Station and narrowly escaped. Because everything in the realm of the underworld was broadcast live, her every move was magnified, discussed and even criticized by netizens, causing her to have an emotional breakdown and nearly commit suicide.
Afterwards, she encountered a cocoon, which made her give up the idea of ending her life. After the Red Sun, strange events occurred one after another. No one mentioned the first time the strange live broadcast appeared in Japan anymore, because there were many more things worth discussing. The strange events that occurred recently around the world and the advent of the strange domain had caused many casualties. In comparison, the things they encountered at the Kisaragi Station were not worth mentioning.
Especially later, when the red sun descended, all those who disappeared in the strange area came back, including Ling Nai who was taken away in the strange area of Ruyue Station. She looked fine, but she had no memory of what happened after she was taken away.
At that time, no one on the Internet was paying attention to the return of Reino and the others, so not many people knew about it. Only Miyuki and people who knew Reino knew about it.
Later, Miyuki joined the Hyakucho Society and returned to the big city from Aomori Prefecture. She completely let go of the past and no longer aimed to be an idol. Now she is a cadre of the Hyakucho Society and even has a code name used in the society - Green Phoenix Butterfly.
Therefore, she has been wearing green clothes recently, and the hairpin on her head is inlaid with green jade, which she bought from China specially.
The window of the study was open. Miyuki had spread a piece of rice paper on the table and was practicing calligraphy.
Writing calligraphy requires great concentration, and she would stop to write whenever she had free time.
The CDs of songs and musical instruments that she was once obsessed with had been thrown away long ago. The once lively and lovely girl had become completely calm after this strange incident.
A faint blue butterfly flew in from the window and landed on the rice paper on the table.
The writing brush stopped halfway, leaving a blob of ink on the paper. Miyuki didn't care at all. She dropped the brush and looked at the palm-sized dark blue butterfly with burning eyes.
"Is it you?" Miyuki asked excitedly.
The butterfly flapped its wings, stayed on Miyuki's rice paper for a moment, and then flew out of the window.
At the spot where the butterfly once stayed, it was written: 'Tomorrow at 3pm, same place.'
The old place was in the suburbs of Tokyo, a sparsely populated place. Chongju didn't like crowded places, and he and Miyuki had met there several times.
Miyuki clenched her hands excitedly, closed her eyes and began to pray silently.
Even though her cell phone rang, Miyuki ignored it. The prayer lasted for a full half hour before it ended.
After glancing at her phone, Miyuki called back: "Tiger Butterfly, what's the matter with you calling me?"
A man's gruff voice came from the other end of the phone: "Lend me some help."
"Don't you have more people under you? What do you want to borrow from me?"
"Not many now. Damn it, I lost two teams! The mission in Gunma Prefecture was harder than expected. One team was wiped out, and the other team also had some dead or injured. Not only did we not collect the commission, but we also had to pay compensation. Especially now that it's the first month of the year, there are still a few bastards who insist on going home for the New Year. I let them go. People have holidays, but weirdos don't! The Hundred Butterflies Society is striving for fame. As long as we can handle it, we will accept the commissions from residents to exorcise weirdos. We don't care about those who don't pay. After all, we are not giving our lives for charity."
Miyuki played with the brush in her hand, her eyes cold and she said nothing.
The original Hundred Butterflies Club was just an organization founded by a group of crazy fans who were obsessed with insects. However, over the years, due to the crazy increase in the number of members and the joining of Yin-Yang masters who had seriously practiced the secret manual, this small fan organization continued to expand and became a group with a similar religious nature. Later, it turned into a semi-religious and semi-gangster organization that sheltered the people on the site, exorcised the weirdos, and collected commissions and protection fees.
Anyway, in Japan, everything is legal.
Japan has always been weak in rescue. When there is an earthquake or tsunami, the people affected cannot expect much rescue, let alone when a monster strikes. The Onmyoji Association officially established by Japan has not made much progress in combating monsters. On the contrary, the Onmyoji members in it often take private jobs and exorcise monsters for money.
The Hundred Butterflies Society has accumulated fame, and its competitors are not the official Onmyoji Association of Japan, but small organizations established privately by the official Onmyoji, and other religious organizations that rely on various methods to appease the people to win believers.
Originally, the Hundred Butterflies Society had little ambition to expand its power, but then the incident in the United States broke out, and members who also believed in the Light, Kailett and Crow, and their followers occupied the Western Continent and began to compete for the position of the number one religion in the Western Continent. Could it be that this group of fanatical believers like a swarm of insects could not even take down the tiny country of Neon?
A strange sense of victory and defeat arises.
There is no reason among fanatics.
The determination of believers to expand their power and territory has never had anything to do with the wishes of the gods they believe in.
They need the people's faith, fame, territory, and of course money.
Only the lives of believers are not important.
I want to emphasize again that there is no rationality among fanatics. Not every believer in the Hundred Butterflies Society is a fanatic, but all fanatics are definitely in the Hundred Butterflies Society, and those who have risen to the cadre level have all experienced bizarre events and are either crazy or insane.
"That monster is at most B-level. No one in Neon Country has been able to deal with a B-level monster yet, and even in the entire world, there are only a few people who have done it. But I understand that thing and its weaknesses. Next time, I will lead the team myself. As long as we can solve the B-level monster, the reputation of the Hundred Butterflies Association among the people will be completely stable!" The excited voice of the tiger butterfly came from the microphone, "As a loyal believer in the butterfly life, we must give the best to our gods!"
Dieming is a respectful name for insects given by the followers of Baidiehui, which means the noble butterfly god.
Miyuki was persuaded. If Tiger Butterfly used other excuses to ask for people, Miyuki would definitely not agree. But if everything was for the Hundred Butterflies Society and for the insect traps, she would dare to agree to anything.
Miyuki has always been convinced that in terms of loyalty to the gods they believe in, they are definitely not inferior to the followers of the Seko Cult in the Western Continent. They can attack the United States's Weird Investigation Bureau in order to spread the teachings of Kairet, which is nothing. They, the Hundred Butterflies Society, can charge the Imperial Palace for insects!
"I'll lend you five people," Miyuki said. "Don't think it's too few. Two of them are awakened ones, and the other three have also learned the secret manual. Although it's only a very superficial part, it's enough to serve as helpers."
"OK."
"Remember to return it to me after you use it, don't die outside."
"Don't worry, I will not only return it to you, but also give you two more people." The tiger butterfly on the other end of the phone snorted, "Fukuoka Tianfu and Kamimura Tomoko, although these two bastards are still on vacation, I will report to you after the vacation. Fukuoka Tianfu is also an awakened person. Although he is very weak, he has great potential. You are not at a loss."
"I understand." Miyuki hung up the phone and temporarily wrote down the two names.
There are a lot of strange things happening in Tokyo. Although they are all low-level strange things, the people under me can handle them for now. But the more helpers, the better.