"Still can't take control of this site?"

Daichi Yamaguchi anxiously asked his colleague again.

Because of this so-called "King of Innocence", they have been busy and exhausted, and have been in this state for a long time.

At first I thought it was just an ordinary legend spreading through the Internet, but now this legend seems to have evolved in some way and seems to have taken root in the Internet.

The solution is very simple, just disconnect from the Internet, but the Internet has long become a necessity in life and work, it is not so easy to disconnect it.

Yamaguchi Daichi and his colleagues could only continue trying to break into the website, but this ordinary forum became so unpredictable after being taken over by the urban legend that even the best network agents were of no avail.

And for some mysterious reason, maybe just like what those guys who call themselves the "King of Innocence" on the Internet said, the online community called "Fantasy Kingdom" can only be seen by those who have a strong desire and are loved by the king.

"What the hell is going on?" Yamaguchi knocked on the table angrily. He gulped down two glasses of water before he felt his annoyance subside a little. "What the hell is going on?"

"It's really chaotic out there. No wonder the Mafia is so unstable. If every wish could come true, I would definitely go and rob."

Finally getting a chance to relax from the busy schedule, a familiar colleague sat down next to Daichi Yamaguchi and couldn't help but start a joke.

Daichi Yamaguchi did not react. His colleague shrugged in boredom but then changed the topic to another piece of gossip.

"Have you heard anything?"

In order to leave a good impression on his boss, Yamaguchi Daichi has always been disdainful of getting involved in such topics.

However, he always thought that he was about to be promoted, and it was reasonable for him to maintain good relationships with his subordinates, so he asked patiently.

"What?"

"That's it." The man said mysteriously. After all, employees within the government are also ordinary people. Although they are well-trained, there are also people who like to sniff out gossip, and the man is one of them.

"If you don't tell me, I'll leave. I don't have time to waste here with you."

Yamaguchi Daichi made a move to leave, and indeed forced the man to speak properly.

"No, no, no, it's about the new employees coming to our department."

"What's wrong with the new employees? Now is not the time to recruit new people."

Yamaguchi Daichi didn't take it seriously at first, but then he realized something was wrong.

Now is not the day for the reserve members to graduate. Those who join at this time are either powerful psychics or people with special abilities recruited from outside, or geniuses promoted from the reserve team.

"It seems that the Sakaguchi family is in charge. It seems to be Mr. Kaiinji's son. But isn't Sakaguchi your boss?" Ken Osugi, the agent who was in charge of transporting Kaiinji to be interrogated, was a little surprised. "Don't you know? The logistics department is full of gossip."

"But this is strange. I don't know what abilities they saw in him. Although I admire Mr. Kaionsa very much, it's not right to just admit his son as an exception so rashly." The man named Ken Kosugi muttered, seeming a little puzzled by the decision of his superiors.

"I don't have time to care about these rumors." Yamaguchi Daichi said this, but he secretly kept the matter in his heart.

He had met Haiyinsi Suyou once, and his impression of Haiyinsi Suyou was that he was a young man who was full of lies and had a weird temper. Moreover, he was transferred to another position after returning from there. Although it was a lateral transfer, it was actually a demotion, which he attributed to Haiyinsi Suyou.

Now, the kid who made him go out for nothing not only got into the Special Ability Special Affairs Class as an exception, but also became his equal. This made the man's heart full of jealousy.

However, the mental state of his future colleagues is not what Haiyin Temple Tour needs to worry about. What he has to deal with now are two problems, one old and one young.

"Xiaoyou, are you okay?"

The person who asked this question was his distant cousin, who had rushed over from Yahara upon hearing the news that he was ill. This made Haiyinsi Suyou feel a little embarrassed, but also happy.

The last time he and Takashi Natsume met was during the New Year, but the time they hadn't seen each other seemed to have created no barrier between them.

Kaionji Suyou likes his cousin very much. Although Natsume Takashi, who has the same clairvoyance as him, cannot fully see the world as he sees it, he can be said to be the person who understands his fears best besides his parents.

However, the calico cat that the light-haired boy had raised at some point in time seemed to dislike him and kept pulling Natsume Takashi's sleeve, trying to get the boy to stay away from Kaionji Temple.

"I'm much better now."

Not wanting to make Natsume Takashi worry too much, Kaionji Suyou did not mention a word about his previous experience in the Special Ability Division, but instead focused his attention on the other side.

Standing on the other side of his bed was a familiar yet unfamiliar figure, an old man with three peculiar hair colors, who looked very harmonious together with the calico cat in Natsume Takashi's arms.

"Grandpa." Haiyinsi Suyou called out this title a little unfamiliarly.

He did not have a deep impression of this grandfather. If it were not for Natsume Soseki's self-introduction that brought back his memories, he would have almost forgotten that he had a grandfather.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, Xiao You." The old man didn't seem to mind his unfamiliar attitude, but smiled very kindly. "The last time we met, you were only as tall as this table."

"You told me there was something nasty outside the window." The old man stepped forward and ruffled his grandson's hair.

Haiyin Temple Suyou did not avoid it. Many memories of his childhood came back to him. He suddenly remembered that his grandfather seemed to be a possessor of clairvoyance. Although the old man's attitude at that time was a bit intriguing, he still chose to believe him.

"Long time no see, Grandpa." This time the address was much more sincere.

It had been a long time since his parents passed away since he felt surrounded by such warmth. He suddenly felt his eyes getting moist.

"Have a good rest." This was Natsume Soseki's friendly voice. He suddenly felt like an elder and brought a lot of security to Kaionji Temple, making him feel tired after a long time.

"We'll go out first and come to see you tomorrow. Have a good rest." Natsume Soseki and Natsume Takashi left the room to Kaionji Suyou, who was already sleepy.

But when they walked out of the room, Haiyinsi Suyou closed his eyes slightly, and the sleepiness in his eyes completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a clarity of mind, but after a moment, the boy closed his eyes on his own initiative.

Haiyin Temple relaxed and began to operate Michel Ende. He had already made a certain decision in his mind.

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"Rintaro is a big idiot! I don't want to continue trying on skirts, it's so boring!" The girl with blond hair and blue eyes was obviously fed up with the overly boring and monotonous shopping process.

"Wait, Alice, wait for me!" The man in the white coat was naturally not as agile as the little girl. He hurriedly chased after the girl, as if he was really a good father who loved his daughter dearly.

"Don't run into such a remote alley, Alice!"

The man dressed as a doctor shouted earnestly from the back, but the girl dressed like a doll didn't listen to him at all and insisted on going into the alley.

In the dark and damp alley, there is a sudden small hill.

This mountain is made up of people. Big, fierce-looking men form the foundation of the hill.

However, in this gray alley, the thing that was most out of place with other things was the boy standing not far from the crowd.

The boy's golden hair was like the finest gold, his clear sky blue eyes were enough to make the most expensive aquamarine pale in comparison, and the unimaginably expensive silk fabrics made up the king's gorgeous clothes, making the boy look like an overly delicate and precious piece of royal handicraft.

But when the boy opened his mouth, his fragile and delicate appearance was completely torn apart, revealing the arrogance and willfulness of a tyrant.

"You are just writing about a scum with evil intentions, and you still expect the king's mercy." The cold words came out of the boy's mouth, and the monarch's anger had reached its peak.

It was at this time that Mori Ougai noticed that there was a man kneeling in front of the little king. Mori Ougai happened to know the man, who was the leader of a small organization nearby.

The man who was a tyrant in this area was like a quail at this moment, almost invisible under the momentum of the little king.

"Your daughter's wish is lovely, but you are nothing but stinking swill."

As the king finished speaking, a white dragon appeared out of thin air from the pendant. Before the noble king could give any orders, the man was frightened by the chill between the dragon's teeth and fainted, causing the little king to let out a bored sound.

There seemed to be a strange light surrounding the child named Mitchell Ender. Mori Owl watched for a long time and found that it was radiating from the boy's pendant, circling around the little king like a living thing, as if a layer of flowing moonlight was cast on the boy.

But moonlight is just the most appropriate metaphor that humans' poor language can imagine. It is not a color belonging to nature at all. Like the ghosts and gods that Mori Ou has seen before, it brings a strong sense of alienation.

"Oh? Are you in the same group with them?"

The arrogant king turned towards the man, with a sneer on his face that had not yet disappeared. Combined with that cute face, Sen Ou's heart suddenly beat faster.

It was a breath of danger, but it made men feel excitement and opportunity.

"Of course not."

In a moment, Mori Owl's mind was in turmoil. The little king had a rumor that he was very friendly to children, although he was not sure whether Michael Ende could tell the connection between Alice and him.

But it's worth a try. Mori Ou glanced at the crowd of people inconspicuously and saw that the thugs from those small organizations were still breathing. The man immediately made this judgment.

"My beloved daughter Alice is your loyal believer."

The blonde girl walked forward reluctantly and stretched out her hand reluctantly, but under her cute appearance, such action was not offensive at all, but rather had a coquettish connotation.

On the back of Alice's fair hand was a strange pattern made up of two snakes, one black and one white. It was the symbol of the king's people.

However, the petite king did not say anything to the girl who was as tall as him. Instead, he looked over the girl's shoulder and looked in the direction outside the forest with a clear purpose.

The boss of the port mafia's heart suddenly sank. Sen Ouwai smiled bitterly in his heart, because he knew that his little trick had probably been discovered by this psychic, but he still had to maintain a amiable look on his face.

"!"

Something interfered with his vision, making it impossible for him to see the little king's trajectory. The obstruction from the humanoid mutant Alice also seemed so powerless. The ruthless white dragon just moved his teeth slightly, and the syringe transformed by the mutant power disappeared into the air.

"Your wish is really...haha."

The little king, standing on tiptoe, grabbed the boy's collar. Sen Ou felt a pulling force that made him lower his head until he could look into the boy's eyes, which were more beautiful than the gem in the center of the pendant.

A nonchalant chuckle from a superior came into his ears. Although he was young, even a young lion should not be underestimated.

But there didn't seem to be much sarcasm in this laughter. Mori Ogai was not sure whether he heard a certain degree of sympathy from it, but -

"Then please me. You will know whether it is gold or dross by trying it. But don't let me lose interest."

In the young king's sky-blue eyes was the innocent yet cruel interest of a child.