Zongman: Building a Demon Clan from Scratch

Kousaka Kirino was completely unaware, and as soon as Lynn appeared, she clung to him.

She moved her body up and down, her eyes expectant as she said, "Master~ Don't you want to taste the flavor of a ghost?"

Hiss—

Lynn looked down at her, and Kousaka Kirino immediately squeezed herself, giving Lynn a clear view.

I must say…

I kind of want to experience what Ning Caichen felt.

Kasumigaoka Utaha glared at Kousaka Kirino, and the aura around her instantly dissipated as she reached out to pull the horny Kousaka Kirino away.

"You thirsty old maid, don't delay Master's business!"

Business?

Shiina Mahiru looked up at the time and then twitched her lips.

Five in the afternoon.

Haven't you wasted enough time?

From last night until now!

She couldn't help but let her mind wander.

What exactly has Kasumigaoka Utaha been doing…

Yotsuya Miko shrank into a corner.

Don't see me, don't see me.

Koharu! Read the atmosphere a little!

After a noisy time with the Familia members, Lynn began the reincarnation ritual for the Cursed Children.

At the same time.

Akasaka District, Outer Perimeter.

A large truck drove in.

The IISO logo was conspicuously bright.

Boom—

The large truck stopped near a sewer.

Several workers in work clothes got out of the truck, their faces showing disgust.

Behind them, a strong man led a girl with a blank expression out of the truck.

The strong man instructed, "Hurry up and take a few back to get the job done."

Clang!

One person roughly flipped open a sewer lid and shouted inside, "You stinky brats, hurry up and get out, I'm taking you to enjoy life!"

"Hahaha!"

The others laughed upon hearing this.

Enjoying life means accepting cruel training and sacrificing their lives as tools to protect them and Tokyo!

However, allowing them to die as tools is already their greatest honor!

Several people sneered inwardly.

These monsters deserve such an ending!

Even the strong man's eyes held contempt.

Seeing the faces of these people, the little girl pursed her lips, a cry of sorrow rising in her heart.

However…

As time passed and they didn't see any Cursed Children, they couldn't help but frown.

"Mad, do they want me to go down there?!"

He looked at the sewer environment, the look of disgust lingering.

"Damn! They're really asking for it!!"

One person went down, cursing, and then froze completely.

"People, where are the people?"

After coming up and telling the others about the situation, they looked at each other in dismay.

"Could they have moved locations?"

Someone frowned.

As an international organization managing the Cursed Children, IISO knew all the hiding places of the Cursed Children in the outer perimeter like the back of their hand.

Whenever they needed tools, they would come and take their share.

But today, they ran into a wall right from the start.

"What a damn nuisance!"

"Go to the next place!"

But…

A whole night passed.

The entire outer perimeter was spotless, with not a single Cursed Child in sight, except for the Gastrea.

Even though they searched all the registered hiding places, they couldn't find a single Cursed Child.

The IISO members stared blankly at the empty outer perimeter.

Where are the Cursed Children?

Chapter 85: A New Place to Live, A New Discovery in the Corpse World

After deep into the night.

Lynn finally succeeded in reincarnating more than four thousand Cursed Children into Familia members.

"Huff…"

Even Lynn couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Among them, the last person to be reincarnated as a Familia member looked a little familiar.

Hmm…

It was also a character that appeared in the original work.

Kisenju Natsuyo.

Lynn patted her head.

Kisenju Natsuyo looked up, her face without any emotion.

"Thank you, Lord Lynn, for granting me new life."

Her tone was without fluctuation, and although she spoke words of gratitude, she couldn't hear a trace of emotion.

Lynn stroked her head, his eyes thoughtful.

Fuse Midori and Kisenju Natsuyo.

These were all characters that appeared in the original work.

Lynn had previously inquired about Tendou Kisara and discovered that she had only just left the Tendou family and established the Tendou Civil Security Company.

In other words, the timeline of the Black Bullet world now is much earlier than in the original work.

Fuse Midori and Kisenju Natsuyo's appearance as Cursed Children in the outer perimeter also corroborated this point.

He lowered his head slightly, meeting Kisenju Natsuyo's unwavering eyes.

Even if she became a demon, or even eliminated the Gastrea virus in her body, she didn't seem to show any emotion.

However…

She must be very happy.

Lynn's gaze shifted down, placed on her back.

Kisenju Natsuyo

Level: 103 Lower-Rank Demon

Race: Demon

Master: Lynn Valier

Strength: i0

Agility: i0

Endurance: i0

Magic Power: i0

Unique Skill:

[Gastrea Animal Factor Dolphin]

Intelligence is increased.

Memory is strengthened.

… … … …

She did not reincarnate into a special demon.

Lynn thought.

But it was also normal.

Although Kisenju Natsuyo had appeared in scenes in the original work, she herself was not that special.

The dolphin Gastrea virus was not a particularly prominent one among the rich and diverse Gastrea animals.

Moreover, in addition to basic boosts, Kisenju Natsuyo did not have the ability to smell the scent of fate and divination like Midori.

It was reasonable for her to be just an ordinary demon.

Kisenju Natsuyo stared silently at Lynn's face, as if to engrave him in the depths of her memory.

Then she placed her hands on her stomach and said in a calm tone, "Stomach, hungry."

Lynn: "…"

Why did he have a sense of déjà vu of seeing a kitten?

Shaking his head, Lynn also asked people to prepare food.

But…

He looked at the shelter full of loli heads, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Mahiru, can you handle it?

Lynn was a little worried about her condition.

Although she is a demon.

But it's not that easy to feed more than four thousand hungry loli demons.

… … … …

After a while.

Shiina Mahiru collapsed on the table, looking completely exhausted.