final doomsday

"Kun Asai, is it still the same outside today?" Zong Mao Changmasa stood lazily in the Imperial Spirit Rope, yelling and asking casually. He was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white set of people on his body.

Sportswear, untreated scattered hair growing casually, and acne on her face.

"It's still the same." Jiro Asai shrugged, raised his thumbs and poked it back, "As you can see, there's a scene of hell."

Somashita Nagamasa looked at his tall nose, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and was born with a handsome man's skin. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous and muttered in a low voice: "It's still so handsome, Asai Kun. Why does such a handsome guy join the outside world?

Patrol, can’t wait to inherit your father’s position?”

"Hmm? What did you say?" Asai Jiro was slightly stunned and asked curiously.

"No, nothing." Somachi Nagata waved his hand in panic and quickly changed the subject: "That, Asai Kun, although it was a bit rude, it still..."

"I understand, there is no need to say anything more about Nagamasa." Jiro Asai interrupted the other party, stretched his arms straight and said helplessly, "A boring routine examination, right?"

"After all, it's for the safety of Shenmu Eightyhachi Town. Just understand Zong Maojun." Zong Mao Nagamasa quickly opened the imperial spirit rope, and then took out a rectangular object with pure black color and similar to a metal detector from behind.

He carefully swept the whole body of Jiro Asai carefully.

"Huh, safe, please come in." Somamasa Nagata, who did not hear the sound, sighed and reached out to him, "Welcome to home, Asai Kun."

Jiro Asai felt a little funny and a little emotional. He subconsciously patted Soshima Nagamasa on the shoulder and sighed: "It's really hard to stand guard, Nagamasa. If you don't have those who are loyal to your duties... I really don't know about the 88th of Shenmu.

What will the town become? Last time I went to the nearby town of Kanmu Seventy-four, where there is no outstanding person like you."

Somashita Nagamasa frowned slightly and said flatteredly: "This is my job. After all... I am not as good as you, Asai Jun, and I don't have the courage to do such a small job."

Jiro Asai shook his head and said seriously: "This is not a small job, it is related to the safety of everyone in our Kamikazuhachi Town...ah!"

Halfway through speaking, Jiro Asai suddenly slapped his head, as if he had just remembered something, and said, "I met three survivors outside today. They seemed to have been wandering in hell for a long time. They all went all without saying a few words.

I fainted."

He curled his lips to the carriage behind him and said, "Here, it's in the carriage behind him."

"What? Survivor?!" Zong Moe Nagamasa's expression changed drastically. He walked quickly to the carriage, opened the car door, and whispered: "Kun Asai, if there are survivors, you should tell me earlier. According to the regulations

They all have to undergo strict scanning. Fortunately, they have not passed the Imperial Spirit Rope yet, otherwise what if something happens..."

Jiro Asai said carelessly: "It doesn't matter, isn't this still not passing through the Imperial Spirit Rope? Even if they are really abilities or blood-awakeners, the Imperial Spirit Rope will send an alarm. You just like to make a big deal."

"The imperial spirit ropes are not absolutely safe scanning devices. They are mainly responsible for defense, so it's better to be careful... Are these people?" Zong Mao Changmasato opened the car door and carefully looked at the three survivors in front of him.

There were three men, two women. The man was tall but was skinny and had no blood on his face. Even in a coma, he looked very tired. He was obviously a survivor who had struggled to survive for a long time. Two women

He is petite, with stains on his face and exposed skin, and he looks like he has been surviving for a long time.

"The clothes are so torn... How long have you been outside?" Zong Mao Changmao stroked twice on the black scanner, causing the thing to emit a dim red light, and then shone at the three people lying side by side, from time to time

What are you still operating on it, "Hey, blonde? Is it a foreigner? Hey, foreigners are so miserable, it's such a sad world."

After a while, Somamoto Nagamasa breathed a long sigh, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said to Jiro Asai with a smile: "Kun Asai, you are so lucky. You are three ordinary people who are not abnormal."

"I just said it would be fine. How could the ability and the blood-awakened person be so miserable?" Asai Jiro waved his hand and jumped into the carriage driving seat quickly. "Namasa, I'll take them to the reception room first."

"Wait for Asai Kun, this should be the job of the guard captain according to the regulations. Just go back and rest!" Zong Mao Nagamasa quickly stopped him.

"There are not so many rules, I still want to hear their stories!" Asai Jiro looked at Soshima Nagamasa with serious expressions, and he flashed his mind and pulled Soshima Nagamasa into the driving position without saying a word. "Since that's the case, that's the case.

, Let's go together!"

"Hey, but you haven't rested yet..." Zong Mao Changzheng was still hesitant.

"Everyone knows that there is a restricted area near the Imperial Spirit Rope. The patrol work is not as tiring as you think." Jiro Asai shook the reins and shouted with a little excitement: "Prepare, let'sgo!"

"Mitsui, I'll trouble you with the guard's work..."

Little Transparent Mitsui Shou looked at the carriage gradually distant and pulled the imperial spirit rope with helpless look on his face.

"Well, at least it's better than the other three guards who didn't even have a chance to be mentioned." Xiao Transparent thought.

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Shenmu Oyahachi Town was built from the original rural ruins and was not large in size, so it had arrived at the reception room outside the core area in less than five minutes.

Two sturdy young men who were standing guard outside saw Jiro Asai sitting in the carriage, quickly put away his lazy state, stood up straight and began to show off their biceps.

"Mr. Asai, are there new survivors?" One of the guards saw Somama Nagamasa sitting in the driver's seat and said a little dissatisfied, "Somama Nagamasa, transporting survivors should be the task of you, the guard captain.

Well? Why bother Master Asai? Don’t you know he is the captain of the patrol team?”

The guard became more and more harsh as he spoke, and in the end he was almost harsh in voice, which made Zong Mao Changzheng's face look ugly.

"It's okay, I'm here myself." Jiro Asai stopped in front of Soshima Nagamasa, smiling with a hint of anger, "That, are you? Well, it doesn't matter, just 'worry' you'll take the three survivors.

Carry it to the reception room and call the person in charge here by the way?"

"No need, we still have the strength to walk by ourselves." A weak male voice came from the carriage, and then the three survivors helped each other out of the carriage.

When the two doormen saw three dirty people say such words, they subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and directly withdrew their feet.

"How can this be done!" Asai Jiro frowned and went forward to support the talking man, "I'll help you in! Don't worry when you come here. The safety of our Kamiyahachi Town is second to none. Yes,

Not against Changzheng?”

"Uh..." So Moebata Nagamasa, who was so boasted, blushed and held the blonde woman at a loss, and said gently with the look he thought was the most handsome, "Kamiki Hachihachi is very safe, but that

It’s all the result of everyone’s joint efforts… Hum?”

For some reason, the sun was very big in the sky, and the climate in Shenmu Ozaki Town was always between spring and summer, but he just felt a little cold.

"It must be an illusion." Soshima Nagamasa shook his head and quickly followed Jiro Asai.

The reception room was transformed from the police duty room that can be seen everywhere in Japan, so it is not very luxurious. There is simply a desk and four chairs inside, and there is no extra decoration except that. However, the room is in the room.

But it is very neat and obviously someone has carefully taken care of.

Jiro Asai and Nagamasa Soshima carefully helped the three survivors to the chair and retreated to the corner, chatting in a low voice.

"Namasa, how long did you say they have been wandering in hell?" Asai Jiro asked curiously.

"I'm not very clear." Somashita Nagamasa frowned slightly. He always felt that something was wrong with these three people, but he couldn't say it. "I haven't heard of any town recently that has been destroyed. It is logical that it should not be a survivor of other towns.

.”

"That's the survivor of 2012?" Asai Jiro widened his eyes and raised his tone unconsciously. "It's amazing that he has survived in hell for so long!"

"Can ordinary people really live for so long..." Somachi Nagamasa's eyes lit up, as if he had caught some clues. He was excited and could not even suppress his body's trembling, and even his tone was trembling, "Asai Jun, you said...

…Are they spies sent by the capable ones?”

"I don't think it's very similar. They don't have the feeling of those abilities... Ah, Uncle Asai is here!"

Just as they were chatting in a low voice, a middle-aged man walked into the reception room. He looked only in his thirties or forties, but his temples were pale as snow. The man's face was rosy and shiny, his body was slightly fat,

His hair, which was bald, was meticulously cared for, and his clothes were very neat, giving people a very majestic feeling.

"Oh, is it Somama Jun? You are the captain of the guard on duty today." The middle-aged man said coldly, and then saw Jiro Asai who was standing with Nagamasa of Somama, "Jiro is here too, today

All right?"

Jiro Asai lowered his body and responded respectfully to his elders' greetings like routine.

"For your blessing, everything goes well today, Uncle Asai."

"Yeah." The middle-aged man nodded coldly, sat on the chair behind the desk, and looked at the three survivors, "Next, I want to ask you three questions. Don't try to lie within the range of the imperial spirit rope.

That will give you a profound lesson.”

The dirty survivor man swallowed clearly and whispered in a low voice: "Please, please ask."

"The first question is, which town are you survivors?"

The man opened his mouth and asked in confusion: "'Machi'? What...'Machi'?"

The middle-aged man frowned, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, trying to strengthen his pressure.

"You don't know 'chondria'? This is impossible!"

"I, we really don't know!" the man explained in a panic, "After the end of the world, we have been wandering and have never been in contact with any 'chondria'!"

"Impossible." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and slowly reached under the table with one hand, not knowing what movements he was doing. "On average people can never live for so long."

At this time, the blonde woman suddenly spoke and replied in a calm and pleasant voice: "We were originally a member of the Japan-US Joint Research Institute, located in an unknown mountain in Hokkaido, mainly responsible for artificial intelligence and military use.

Research and development of bones. After the end of the world, we used the exoskeleton of the experimental model to kill those mutated people. And I went to the villages and towns outside to find my half-sister and childhood sweetheart. After finding them, I went back.

I arrived at the institute and lived until last month. Recently, our living resources were completely exhausted, and the military exoskeleton was completely damaged due to lack of maintenance, so I had to look for opportunities to survive."

The girl's words made the three people from the 808-cho in Shenmu were stunned and their brains were a little bit unrealized. Before the end of the world, they were just famous local figures and nobles, and they could not touch such a high-end thing at all, so naturally they could not tell her.

The truth of the words. However, there is no loophole in this words, and the Imperial Spirit Rope does not launch a punishment mechanism. It should be the truth.

"...Is this true? It turns out to be a scientist." The middle-aged man quickly adjusted his thoughts and asked coldly and seriously again, "Then, there is no need to ask the second question, let's go directly to the end

One question.”

Logically speaking, the first question aims to ask the survivor’s origin and experience, while the second question asks the survivor’s identity. However, the blonde foreigner on the opposite side directly answered everything he should ask, and this question is also

There is no need to ask for another question.

"Then..." the middle-aged man pondered for a moment and suddenly shouted, "Are you spies sent by the abilities and the blood awakened ones!"

"No." The blonde woman's face remained unchanged and she replied without hesitation, as if she had not been affected at all.

"Well, that's fine." The middle-aged man said coldly again, as if the roaring guy just now was not him, "Next, let's leave it to Zong Maojun."

After saying that, the middle-aged man got up and left the house, not wanting to stay for a second.

"...Huh, I'm scared to death." Asai Jiro breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly: "I didn't expect you to be very good at it! Ha, this time I'm really lucky!"

Zong Mao Changmasato loosened his tight palms and said with a smile: "Next, go with me to register my identity information, and then allocate housing and work."

Since the Royal Spirit Rope has not given warnings, they are safe.

"Welcome to join the Kamiki Oyahachi Town, you are safe!"

"Really, really!" the survivor man relaxed and choked.

"Yes. Come with me, let's register the identity information first."

Jiro Asai and Nagamasa Soshima took the lead and led three survivors with considerable background to the core area.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask your names yet!" Asai Jiro slapped his forehead and asked excitedly.

"Alice." replied the blonde girl, "Alice Margot Royd."

"Hey? This name looks like the character in the East!" Asai Jiro widened his eyes and looked up and down at the blonde girl, "Even the appearance seems to be very similar!"

"So others have said that. To be honest, this is a very troublesome thing for me, because there are always strange people coming to me to take photos and sign autographs." Alice's answer was seamless and without any flaws.

Suddenly, the dirty and cringing man pointed his fingers at the Yuling Pool in the middle of the core area, and even his voice was trembling, as if he was greatly frightened.

"Then, what exactly is that?!"

Jiro Asai and Nagamasa Soshima looked at each other and felt a little funny. This reaction was very common in the early days of the establishment of Kamiki Oyohachi Town, and now everyone is used to it. Unexpectedly, people with a big comedian will also show such expressions.

, it's really interesting.

Jiro Asai subconsciously raised his chest and looked at the metal product with only a huge blue one-eyed head in the middle of the Yuling Pond, his face full of pride.

"This is the patron saint that our Kanmu Hachihachi is proud of—"

“eva, machine zero!”

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