Chapter 1
The weather in December was so cold that the mist in the air was solidifying, and the salty and humid wind blowing from the seaside amplified the biting cold more than twice. What was even more uncomfortable was that the wet air could not wash away the faint smell of blood, but instead spread the smell of rust even more, which made Shinichi Hirin, who had a fairly sensitive sense of smell, feel uncomfortable.
Yokohama is a port city. A city linked to a port can be prosperous and advanced. However, due to historical issues, Yokohama can be described as “chaotic”.
The source of the smell is easy to find within sight - Leibo Street, the wound of this relatively developed city, and also a place where a lot of darkness lingers for a long time.
Along with the visual signal, his body shuddered, and Hinata reached out and buttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.
So after walking out of the station and taking a few breaths of Yokohama air, the first thing Shinichi Hinata did was -
"Hello, a ticket to Tokyo."
A bony hand placed a few banknotes on the table, and the ticket seller, who was always serious about her work, was distracted.
It was a face that was very pleasing to anyone. Black hair and black eyes were the standard for Asians, but his skin was too white, like precious porcelain that should be put away, shiny and fragile. The contrast between the raven-feather-like hair and the porcelain-white skin was sharp, but it slightly obscured the deep eyebrows and eyes that were equally eye-catching.
Staring at others is very impolite. After realizing this, the ticket seller quickly looked away and handed over the ticket, but she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to notice his rude behavior.
Shinichi Hinawa took the ticket and walked towards the station on his own, completely unaware of the gazes of passers-by.
Well, rather than not noticing it, it should be said that I had no time to pay attention to it.
In Shinichi Hinawa's head, a voice that no one else could hear was constantly telling him to give up the idea of returning to Tokyo. The voice alone was a very pleasant boy's voice, and the owner of the voice also sounded like a 15 or 16-year-old boy, innocent and active, with endless energy, so much so that he could talk for 16 hours out of 24 hours a day.
[How can you just go back? At least go see Dr. Mori. Maybe you can run into Hei Shizai!]
No matter how hard the voice tried to stop him, Hinawa Shinichi got on the train back to Tokyo without hesitation.
It all started a few days ago.
He was discussing with his friends in the game how to slack off during work hours without being caught by his subordinates and asked to work overtime. Somehow something went wrong during the discussion, and the topic suddenly changed to whether he should write a growth diary for observing his favorite Spider-Man.
Although he couldn't understand his friend's hobby, he still had to support him. So when he moved his mouse to send some suggestions, a window suddenly popped up on the computer, and his mouse happened to be on the tab to agree.
When he came to his senses, he had changed his body and the world, and there was a more "lively" system in his mind.
As he recalled, a large transparent panel unfolded in front of Shinichi Hirin's eyes. Like the system, this was something that other people could not perceive.
Like an online game that hasn't been online for a long time, the panel is filled with content marked in red fonts. Perhaps to increase the appeal, each section is also accompanied by an illustration.
The first thing that caught his eye was a young man with long hair in a high ponytail and Hanafuda earrings. He held a knife in one hand and his eyes were calm, but the background was a dazzling flame.
On the right is a short character introduction - Son of God, Yoriichi Tsugukuni.
Similar to this are the rows of character templates below, with equally brief character introductions, but you can tell that these characters’ lives are not ordinary.
The system that had been chattering just now seemed to have noticed the host's actions. After a brief pause, it suddenly burst into an extremely excited voice.
[Host, have you finally decided to choose a vest? The one you just saw is the Demon Slayer vest! Woohoo, everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps is a super nice person. You will not suffer any loss if you choose them.]
Shinichi Hirin ignored the system's new round of chatter. He glanced downward and saw a familiar figure among the modules.
He didn't know this person, but he couldn't help but think on the way to Yokohama that he might see "Kuro Tokisai". Coupled with a few obvious features - black coat, iris-colored eyes, white bandage, and the name "Dazai Osamu" at the bottom, it was basically confirmed.
[Host, do you want to choose the Mafia vest? But this world already has an original owner. If you choose this, the roleplaying will probably be quite difficult. ]
Perhaps realizing that Shinichi Hirin would not pay attention to its noise, the system deliberately turned down the volume.
Still on the train, Hinata Shinichi couldn't make any big movements. He blinked his eyes, went over the system's answer in his mind, and then asked the system in his mind: "Is this world a fusion of many different worlds?"
[Of course! This is a fusion world! The original single independent world was already extremely chaotic, and now that several worlds have merged, it has become a mess. ]
The system was almost flattered by Shinichi Hirin's question. In the first few days since he came to this world, no matter how he showed his presence or tried to issue tasks to the host, his host seemed to turn a blind eye.
If the host could not still see the panel of the vest system, the system would think that it had bound to the wrong person.
After hearing the system's answer, Shinichi Hirin lowered his eyes and thought about the problems he encountered during the three days he traveled through time.
He was originally a top student who graduated from the University of Tokyo Medical School. There is an important reason why he has not found a job after such a long time of graduation: he is sick, and very seriously ill!
Many people have an empathy reaction, that is, after seeing their own kind injured, they will have similar pain and fear. The original body is different. He did not have empathy for humans. Instead, he felt uncomfortable when he saw the city being destroyed.
It was precisely because of this reason that the original owner was unable to live in a city for a long time, and this time he came to Yokohama because he had no choice.
After closing the panel, Shinichi Hinata leaned back on the train seat, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled.
This seemed to be more troublesome than he had imagined.
Shinichi Hirin wants to be quiet, but the system will not let go of the rare opportunity to capture the host.
[Host, have you decided to accept the mission? You are already looking at the vest, so you won't hesitate any more, right?] His tone was a little cautious.
There was indeed nothing to hesitate about. The panel opened again. Unlike the previous page full of vest modules, after the system was modified, a large area was freed up, and its importance was indicated in a very conspicuous color - the final mission: world peace!
Such a final mission always makes people think of the villains in some hot-blooded youth comics.
However, the system obviously does not think so. If there is a physical entity, it would probably have its hands on its hips at this moment.
[How is it? This is the mission of becoming a savior! So host, have you decided which vest to choose? Do you need me to introduce the advantages and disadvantages of different vests——]
“Do I have to choose a vest from among them?”
The system's voice was interrupted, and Shinichi Hirin said lightly: "As long as the goal is achieved, it doesn't matter what the vest is, right? Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many choices."
[However, without these vests, the host will find it difficult to complete the task. ]
After all, in the system's view, although its host is outstanding in all aspects, he is only outstanding among ordinary humans. Compared with the super-powered people in this world, he is not good enough.
"Then using the energy of these systems to build new vests, rather than characters from another world or pretending to be someone else, characters set in this world will be more trustworthy to people in this world, right?"
[However, if we break up the existing vests and build new ones, more energy is needed. The system energy is not enough, so we can only make up for it by doing more tasks. ]
The system's tone was slightly tense. Originally, the system was not qualified to assign tasks to the host. As long as the ultimate goal was achieved, all the host's actions were not controlled. However, if the host was willing to accept the task to replenish energy, then he, as a system, was qualified to share some of the energy.
Shinichi Hinata opened his eyes, and the scenery passing by outside the transparent car window suddenly turned into a dark scorched earth. It was a tragedy that happened in the entire Kanagawa Prefecture. Yokohama also belongs to Kanagawa Prefecture, and part of it was also affected by the disaster.
The passenger sitting next to me exclaimed, "It's the Gajudu crater! Seven hundred thousand people!"
The whole carriage was in an uproar, with whispers and sad cries.
The original owner's empathy disorder came back again. The noises around him were still noisy, and the air seemed to have turned into slippery black mud, like a swamp full of dead things. Living things were stuck in it, being dragged into deeper quagmire. The black mud covered their mouths and noses, making them suffocate.
Fortunately, the journey through the disaster area was not long, and soon the familiar scenery appeared outside the car window.
As if a drowning person was rescued, Hinata Shinichi stopped the urge to take a deep breath and responded to the anxious system in his mind.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the ultimate goal can be achieved."
[Host request received, energy analysis started, new vests started to be constructed, please propose your intended vests. ]
"Cities, cities of this world."
Taking over the system in his mind, countless golden lights emanated in his consciousness and then condensed into shape. Under the control of Shinichi Rilun, every detail was impeccable.
After a moment, a new panel took shape. Unlike the previous full vest, there was only a graceful figure left on the new panel.
The narrow dark eyes looked at Hirin Shinichi, and then smiled.
(End of this chapter)