I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"The format is too small...?"

With the announcement of Moon Shadow Qiancao, the entire communication channel fell into a brief silence.

This is the first time that the extraordinary organization of Evil Hua with the purpose of subverting the world has been so despised.

Humph, these guys, are you being bluffed like this?

Before everyone could react, Moon Shadow Qiancao threw another "blockbuster": "Everything that is about to happen is just a stepping stone for me to embark on the'Road to the True God'..."

"The Way of the True God?!"

Muttering these four words, everyone was in shock.

The word "God" is the ultimate realm that how many groups of organisms have been searching for thousands of years and no matter how they evolve since the birth of life on earth!

Could it be said that this "hell revolution" excellency has already transcended the struggle between ordinary and ordinary, and from the very beginning has aimed at the supreme beings that mortals can't reach? !

Thinking of the gates of hell that turned Taitung District into a ghost, a non-human being able to crack and force the Buddha to appear a month ago, the words of the "Hell Revolution" are not rhetorical, on the contrary, they are too real to be rebuttable.

Tsukage Chikusa's "slurping" was mainly to avoid being involved in the "private grievances" of Yanmine Jiro, but he was not completely confidant.

Although the "Gate of Hell" that had been opened for many years had not been seen the sunrise the next morning, Moon Shadow Qiancao still achieved his goal.

In his original plan, summoning the "Gate of Hell" was originally a trick.

No matter how long the gates of hell can last, as long as it can make matters worse, expose the government's lies, sow the seeds of fear in the hearts of the people, and reap more grievances, his basic purpose will be achieved.

And the scene that appeared on the night of Meng Lan Bon Festival, like the end of the world, really left an indelible mark on the hearts of the superstitious people.

After a month, not only did the dark circles on his face become lighter, but he also disappeared from his heavy glasses, and his whole person's improvement seemed to be full of vitality.

This is not because he used contact lenses, fairy water, ocean mystery, kidney function drink, frog juice, etc., but the myopia that has troubled him for many years has really disappeared, and his body is getting stronger day by day. .

Since the night of Obon, in his sleep, he can often hear that many people are praying, chanting, and begging to themselves in a low voice...

And these pious, humble and even crazy whispers will end with "InfernoBlessMe".

Yes, this is a secret prayer from the people who fear the gates of hell and despair of the world to the great "hell revolution", IBM700.

Over the years, he has been thinking about it, since the "works" he created can grow with the nourishment of fear, why can he not become a true urban legend, IMB700, the moderator of 2CH forum? !

Therefore, Moon Shadow Qiancao took the risk of revealing his identity to "live out", bind the identity of IBM700 to his profile, and transfer the endless fear brought by the gates of hell onto himself as the summoner, thereby absorbing the people’s In awe...

In these days, he can feel that an imperceptible but truly his own power is slowly growing and growing in his body following these prayers.

This shows that his desperate move was successful.

Absorbing the power of faith, this is the field that the legendary gods can only set foot in!

"That's it, you deserve to be the Lord of the Hell Revolution, who has already stepped into'that realm'..."

After a while, the "Dark Web Lord" as the host of the meeting was the first to speak respectfully.

"In any case, I will surely replenish my energy, clear away obstacles, and wait for your next great deed."

"Yonmine Jiro"'s weak voice also brought a bit of enthusiasm.

Although he himself almost died in the incident a month ago, with the help of the "miracle" of Hell's Gate, his members treated him more as gods. In just one month, he was waiting for the opportunity to absorb a large amount of Mad believers.

If he can continue to use the "Hell Revolution" to show more "miracles", Aum Truth will definitely develop and grow in this dark world, and the "divine object" in his hand will also activate its final form.

Just when all of you of the Evil Flower are caught in a frenzied vision of the future...

"Hatsikasi... buckle the tiles..."

The woman's indescribable and cheerful wailing sounded from the flashing node of the "Hell Revolution"...

"Uh, one by one!!!"

The entire communication channel instantly became silent.

"Papa Papa Papa..."

Only the woman’s deepening voice squeezed from the depths of her throat, and enthusiastic applause...

"No, this, this is not..."

Moonshade Asakusa’s blue veins exploded on her forehead and turned off the microphone with lightning speed. She expertly got up and punched the weak wooden wall beside her, bringing up the dust on the wall.

"Sorry, sorry, the scene just now was so exciting, I tore off the cord of the headset..."

Next door, the neighbor's low apology came immediately.

"If this is the case, then we should not disturb the elegance of your "Hell Revolution." I announce that this meeting ends here..."

"The blossom of evil will eventually spread all over the earth."

"...The bloom of evil will eventually spread all over the earth."

Following the emotionless voice of the "Dark Web Lord", the rest of the members also spoke and chanted prayers at 1.5 times the usual speed.

Then, each node on the interface quickly goes out.

After all, if you are outraged for breaking the unfathomable strength, and possibly even a good deed of the "hell revolution" of a Cthulhu, you will lose more than you gain.

"Wait, you all listen to me..."

When Yuekage Qiancao sat down in a panic, only his own node was still on on the spider web-like communication interface.

...

The next day, somewhere in Taitung District.

In the center of Taitung District, which was turned into ruins due to the "Menglan Basin Tornado Natural Disaster" and is currently undergoing reconstruction, there is an old Japanese-style villa that stands miraculously intact.

This two-story steel-reinforced wooden villa covers an area of ​​about 300 square meters. It has exquisite structural designs such as the classic front and rear independent courtyards in the 1960s, an indoor garage connected to the first floor, and front and rear independent gardens.

However, due to disrepair for a long time and no one to take care of, not only the exterior walls are covered with moss and unknown stains, but also large and small garbage bags are scattered in the courtyard. The overall structure is also a little deformed and looks shaky...

"quack……"

The crows that arrogantly stay on the outer wall from time to time add a strange breath to it in broad daylight.

Early in the morning, a black-and-white old locomotive carrying two tall men and bearing the weight that life could not bear, slowly stopped in front of the villa.

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