I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

By the time Iwata Take and Tokimoto Ichiro ran forward, the ground where the girl was lying on, there were only white light spots floating in the air.

On the empty ground, a pure white mask was lying quietly.

"Deputy Section Chief..." Seeing Takeshi Iwata approaching, several agents saluted him respectfully.

"The shot you just took was so wonderful, it wiped out such a powerful weirdness..."

"Yes, it really deserves to be a professional sniper who has served in the'White Reaper'."

"That's not ordinary extinction, it looks like... it's just like the legendary Buddhahood!"

In the eyes of these agents, after that shot hit the heart, the rift woman immediately dissipated her grievances, and dissipated into the look in front of her.

It was naturally Takeshi Iwata who fired the gun that caused all this.

"This..." Takeshi Iwata glanced at Benichiro and saw that the other party shook his head blankly. He had to smile wryly and said, "Clean up the scene and talk about it later."

Immediately, an agent sent an iron box containing the "resentment" from the outside, and carefully locked the mask in it.

At the same time, an ambulance drove to the side of a few people and took away the fainted Araki Sosuke and Mochizuki Ayano on a stretcher.

As for the sudden kiss by the "sector", the agents selectively ignored...

After all, the personality of "that guy" in the class leader is notoriously bad and unstable.

They were more worried about the response of the class leader after waking up.

The blood stains left by the slit girl on the ground have long since turned into light spots like her body.

As the vehicle drove away, the door of the Internet cafe became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.

Under the control of public opinion in Lesson 9, the surrounding residents would only talk about the three common topics of "the police chased fugitives around at midnight last night" and "a fierce gunfight" the next day.

...

"boom".

Moon Shadow Chikusa slammed a fist on the antique laptop screen.

The screen was undamaged, but his hand was wiped with blood.

After all, this notebook can be regarded as an existence similar to a "complaint".

"Isn't the weirdness insolvable? Isn't it hard to die? I have worked hard for a year to train the slit girl, and specially mobilized the grievance enhancement, the eye of the gap should also be nearby to help, but it is gone... It's gone?"

At this moment, there are deep dark circles on his eyes, the original glasses are missing, and the books and computers around the room are also messed up by him.

The Gap Girl, with his accumulated mass foundation for decades and efficient killing ability, is the fastest growing and most powerful one among the weird "creations" he currently has.

Since it is a "placement game", he also has a certain position regarding the "work" in his mind.

If the “eye of the gap” is an assassin, the “work” that is difficult to detect and extremely powerful for ordinary people, but is too fragile to face the spirit remover, and is difficult to face up to face-to-face. Seen as a "warrior".

Although the "growth in the dark" works can stably provide grievances, his goal is not as simple as silently creating weirdness, exterminating all mankind, and wasting a lifetime in a dark corner.

If this is the case, maybe his number of killings will never compare to the "weird" such as "war", "disease", and "accident".

His ultimate goal is to nurture an existence that can positively shake the entire country's institutions and change the world.

It was for this reason that he tried to tilt his grievance in his hand to the slit girl who was suitable for frontal combat.

But just now, the vortex that was originally extremely vigorous on the map, and seemed to be fighting fiercely, represented the rift girl, just like the previous human face dog, convenience store curse spirit, and great travel abyss snake god, and the process of shrinking. Not at all, it just died out when he blinked.

He spent a lot of time and cultivated the powerful and weird grievances, and before he could feed the grievances back, he was inexplicably eliminated.

It can be described as "working hard for more than half a year, once back before liberation".

This made him reconfirm that, including the previous works, it was not that there was any "BUG" in this laptop, but that it was indeed "expelled" by others.

In addition, this also made him understand that the dilapidated and decadent government and religious institutions in his eyes were not as dull and incompetent as previously expected, but had a powerful existence that could easily extinguish themselves.

This sense of powerlessness and fear made him extremely irritable and humiliated,

Sitting on the ground and immersed in silence for a while, Yueying Qiancao seemed to finally vent her emotions, and her expression calmed slightly.

"Okay... very good... I have to say that these decadent vested interests are very knowledgeable about dealing with the weird antiques such as Ripples, and they are also very good at handling..."

He picked up his glasses from the ground and laughed wildly with twisted expression on his face.

"Congratulations... successfully angered me Moon Shadow Qiancao... Hahahaha."

Moon Shadow Qiancao tore open a packet of potato chips, stuffed a handful of potato chips into her mouth morbidly, and began to operate in front of the computer.

Following his operation, the original black vortexes on the map began to slowly increase under the input of resentment.

"It seems that the weirdness of the Tibetan apartment has already been noticed by them. For the time being, we can't arrange the easily exposed weird past to provide grievances for the gates of hell. That being the case, when you have been focusing on the IBM 700, you don't know what you will face. Yes, my lovely netizens are original, brand-new, unknown new era weird..."

[Urban Legend Essay Activity] in the urban legend section of the 2CH Forum, the activity rules have been silently updated.

The rules are different from those of simply liking and scoring creations before.

The activity encourages any netizens to form groups to jointly create original "urban legends".

The moderator IBM700 will play the role of "evil eliminator" and "exclude flexibilities" on the "works" they create.

The unqualified works of "Being Expelled" will be directly deleted without reason.

As soon as the event was released, several netizens who were keen on such creations immediately accepted the challenge and immediately responded to the establishment of a creative team and began copywriting planning.

It's not that you can't "resurrect" the slit girl through re-creation, but the newly born "work" will return to its original weak form.

At the same time, her rules of conduct are already well known and difficult to change. The possibility of being eliminated again is very high. Doing so will only waste precious grievances.

After that, Moon Shadow Qiancao secretly updated the "Grave Post" that was released more than a year ago, which had already sunk to the "undersea".

"Well, the response was quite intense...There are quite a few creative masters in it."

After doing all this, he smiled wickedly contentedly.

This feeling of "not alone in the fight" made him lose the confidence again.

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