I Became a God in Tokyo

After the initial surprise, Bai Mujun quickly calmed down.

Thinking about it, it doesn't seem surprising.

In ancient times, even if there were no developed means of transportation and convenient communication, there would always be Shinto or Buddhist believers in no matter how remote the place was.

They may have never been able to leave their villages in their entire lives, and they have never really seen Izumo Taisha Shrine or visited Sensoji Temple.

But they just firmly believe that there must be gods in the world.

Why?

Relying on the power of word of mouth.

That's now the twenty-first century.

It is not surprising that we can attract believers through more intuitive and convincing videos.

That being the case

In order to avoid disappointing the believers who came to worship, Bai Mujun decided to start the repair work of the shrine.

evening.

Tachibana Medical Center, Department of Neurology.

"Rena-chan, the hospital is so boring, I've really had enough." In the ward, Kotori Yuri sat by the bed and complained dissatisfied.

Jiuzhong Rena, who was arranging the bouquet on the window sill, turned her head and comforted, "Okay, bear with it, and I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"It's still tomorrow." Kotori Yuyuri sighed, and fell back into the bed.

After a while, she tilted her head and said curiously, "I said, Rena-chan."

"Um?"

"How is the progress between you and Bai Musang?"

"Ah?" Kunou Rena was caught off guard by the question, "Yuri-chan, why do you ask this?"

"Just as a friend, I just care about you." Xiaotori Yuri's eyes flickered, and the word gossip was almost written on his face.

"Actually, there is no progress." Jiuzhong Rena hesitated for a while, and added, "However, we had a chat recently."

"Chat? What were you talking about? Who mentioned it first? How long have you been chatting? Has anyone else seen it?" Kotori Yuuri asked persistently.

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"Rena-chan?"

"Okay, Yuri-chan, don't ask so many questions, get some rest!" Kunou Rena blushed, she hurriedly picked up her backpack, "I'm going back first!"

"Hey? Let me tell you something." Kotori Yuyuri was full of regret.

"We'll talk about this after you leave the hospital!"

"I'm leaving, rest early!"

Slap.

Kunou Rena gently closed the door of the ward.

Before turning around, a voice with a bit of a smile came from behind.

"Little girl, are you going back now?"

Kunou Rena turned her head to look.

The person who spoke was wearing a white coat and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

It was the Director of the Department of Neurology, Hiroshi Naoto.

Seeing Naoto, Jiuzhong Rena politely said hello: "Good evening, Doctor Shui."

"Good evening." Horizontal Zhiren walked to Jiuzhong Rena with his hands behind his back, and said with emotion, "It's good to be young. There are some things that you can't talk about when you get old."

"Old, really old."

Kunou Rena was taken aback for a moment, she looked at Naoto Shoki's expression of deep meaning, and couldn't help asking, "Could it be...you heard it all?"

"Otherwise, you didn't close the door when you were chatting." Said horizontally, "You can't let the old man who patrols the ward walk with his ears covered?"

Seeing Jiuzhong Rena's embarrassed look, Hiroshi immediately laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell others."

After all, he leaned forward and whispered.

"But, girl, sometimes opportunities slip by if you don't seize them."

Kunou Rena's face was a little hot: "I"

"It's just a suggestion from someone who has experienced it, don't take it too seriously." Shui Zhiren smiled and waved his hand.

He stretched out his right hand, patted Jiuzhong Reina's shoulder, and encouraged, "I'm very optimistic about you."

"Work hard!"

It was only now that Rena Kokonoe realized that she was a little shy, but also a little firm and nodded her head.

she bowed.

"The level doctor, I'm leaving first."

Shui Zhiren smiled and waved goodbye: "Well, be careful on the road."

"Hmm." Rena Jiuzhong took a few steps, turned around after thinking about it, and said shyly, "Doctor Level, you're actually not old."

"You have a very young heart."

Naoto was stunned for a moment, watching Rena Jiuzhong walk into the elevator.

He didn't let go of his hand until the elevator door closed.

"Young at heart...?"

The horizontal straight man murmured, as if recalling something, he stretched out his hand to touch his left chest.

Suddenly he laughed.

"That's true."

"The original owner of this heart is indeed very young."

There were people coming and going in the corridor, but the straight people stood still.

He slowly spread his right hand.

Inside the palm is a bulging imperial guard, with the golden word "Tianji" embroidered on it.

"Finally... finally got it!"

Naoto looked at the amulet in his hand, his eyes became more and more excited and trembling.

In the end, he even laughed out loud without hesitation.

With this burst of maniacal laughter——

The clothes, hair, and skin on his body seemed to be festering, falling off one after another.

Until the white bones are exposed, as well as various organs that seem to be placed on the skeleton and put together improvised.

Like a human specimen in an anatomy room.

Such a horrific scene though.

But the people passing by him in the corridor turned a blind eye to him, as if he didn't exist at all.

And Zhizhi was not surprised. He took out his mobile phone from between his bones and called a certain number.

"Hello?" After the call was connected, there was a tooth-piercing sharp voice from the other end of the phone.

"Listen to me, I got that magic tool!" Shui Zhiren spoke quickly.

The voice on the other end of the phone was visibly taken aback.

"Bone man, is what you said true?"

"The Divine Artifact is in my hand now, so how can it be fake?" The bone man greedily stared at the guard in his hand.

Originally according to his plan, the few little girls who were sent that day should be easily cursed to death by him.

While absorbing essence, you can also replace yourself with new organs and bodies

But what he didn't expect was that the spell was broken by such a guard.

Divine artifact.

Only a god can do it.

At that time, he concluded that the amulet brought by Rena Jiuzhong must be a divine weapon!

Thinking of this, the bone man felt a little resentful.

If there were no divine tools provided by the damned Spirit Elimination Alliance, how could these fragile human beings have been able to reproduce and continue to grow and develop?

It is these divine artifacts that allow those human beings, who were originally too small to be vulnerable, to have the ability to compete head-on with themselves!

But now, times have changed!

Divine artifacts, other bone men also have it!

As long as you master it, as long as you don't mess with those old things in this land of Tokyo, you can walk sideways!

The bone man couldn't help squinting his eyes.

It was as if he could already smell the stench of blood everywhere and the smell of rotting bones and rotten flesh.

"Skeleton man, don't be dazed, let's see what kind of divine weapon it is!" The voice on the other side of the phone couldn't stop urging.

"Don't worry, try it now."

The man of bones stared at the amulet in his hand.

In his line of sight, Mimori slowly floated up.

With a slight shake, the string tied to the port was automatically untied, revealing the small dark hole inside.

The bone man couldn't help but hold his breath and wait.

For a long time, nothing happened.

"How is it?" the voice on the other side of the phone asked urgently.

"It's a bit strange, let me look again."

The man with bones leaned over suspiciously, bent down, and looked at Yu Shounei.

But it's not waiting for him to see the specific situation in Yushou.

Suddenly, a pink, round, baby-like hand protruded from inside the guard.

From a distance of just a few centimeters, a silver light emerged from the palm of the hand.

The moment the silver light appeared, the bone man's eyeballs were so round that they almost fell out of their sockets.

With a flash of silver light, the figure of the man of bones turned into a black skeleton.

Then it turned into fly ash and disappeared with the wind.

The phone fell to the ground.

"Hello, man of bones, hello?"

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