Yasuda Hiroshi's order was implemented, and not long after, the two major official organizations of the island country, the Public Security Bureau and the investigation team, started making big moves.
Before evening, the upper echelons of the entire island nation had received the news of the Dragon God's wrath. They were filled with anxiety? joy? anger... all kinds of emotions. I don't know how many people will be unable to sleep tonight.
"Hahaha!!!" In a tunnel in Okinawa, cheerful laughter suddenly came.
Petichius pulled his emerald green hair with both hands, and his two protruding eyes shone with unusually bright light.
"Visitors from another world broke into Ise Shrine." Hunched over, listening to the narration of the shadow ninja, Petichius was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "Toppled the statue of the Dragon God, and suffered the disaster of annihilation. Ah.
, too diligent, too diligent.”
Just listening to the narration of the black shadow ninjas, one can imagine that the scene must have been wonderful, and the young man who pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool and finally defrauded his daughter died in this disaster. Petichius gnawed his fingers with regret on his face,
He actually didn't get involved in this matter.
Not even as a viewer, which is really disappointing.
"Going to another world?" Petichius chuckled. After being outright disliked by his eldest brother, Curse Lan, he spent a lot of effort in the following days to maintain his appearance and correct his crazy habits.
It's just that three feet of ice is not as cold as one day. No matter how much a madman pretends to be, he is still a madman.
The smile on his face was eerie and terrifying, just like the weird scientists or crazy doctors in those movies: "Most of the Shinto elites will be transferred away, and the defense force will be vacant again."
"There are only official personnel and a few big demons who have been whitewashed and placed in the temple to accept offerings. Ah! Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't do something about the opportunity provided by the diligent, diligent people?"
As he talked, he walked back and forth in the tunnel, and the blood dripping down his wrists wetted his sleeves.
"The current island country is too quiet and too lazy, so please be more lively."
That's what he said, but he didn't want to come forward too early and cause trouble. After all, God Kagutsuchi and those troublesome priests hadn't left yet.
From the hands of the black shadow ninja, a frightened man casually threw it towards the corner ahead. The next moment, dozens of white bandages suddenly jumped out from the darkness. The bandages flew up and down dexterously, like automatic packaging machinery in a factory operation room.
F.
The man, who was tied up like a burn patient with only his eyes exposed, could not struggle. He could only lie on the ground and watch helplessly as several bandages inserted needles containing unknown brown liquid into his body.
"Ah, woohoo!"
"Zizzi!"
A sound like fat and meat dancing on the flames resounded in the silent tunnel, and at the same time, a pungent smell of burning meat began to permeate the air.
The pungent smell made Petichius frown in disgust, but he did not leave.
The thing hiding in the depths of the tunnel and cooking up men was a revenant (a ferocious ghost beast) that he accidentally encountered on the road. Because of his interest, he rescued it from the priests who were chasing it.
Originally thought to be just a little dead soul, used as cannon fodder, but he accidentally evolved? When he became a mummy, his strength also increased a lot. His loyal attitude and the ability to concoct the undead made Pei
Tichius decided to keep it.
According to the mummy's self-narration, when the number of undead people reaches a thousand, it will become a more powerful being. I don't know if this is true or not.
But the appearance of a thousand-strong team of undead kings can always attract enough attention.
When the last Yamata no Orochi is released, the master will finally be able to collect enough numbers for the mission assigned to him, and then his wish will finally be fulfilled.
.......
Nagoya, Mie Prefecture.
Not long ago, middle-aged and elderly people just went to the hospital for necessary examinations and bandages. But after their injuries were treated, they couldn't wait to run out of the hospital and share yesterday's adventure with others.
Sitting in a novel mobile izakaya, a group of not-so-lonely elderly people gathered in tent stalls on the street, tasting soju while bragging to each other. Although the alcohol content of soju is not too high, it is
Drinking too much can make you intoxicated. What's more, some people are not good at drinking, and in the end, their personal experiences are more like the ravings of a drunkard.
But the local people’s descriptions, as well as some distant pictures and videos circulating on the Internet, make it difficult for these newly arrived tourists to disbelieve it.
However, no matter which version of the oral story it is, the official and Shinto play an almost incompetent role in it.
"The Son of God never showed up from the beginning to the end!"
"Could it be that the official caused trouble again, causing Saori Shenzi to have no time to return from the field?"
"Even if it's not, it's not too far off. Officially...it's not enough to succeed, but it's more than enough to fail."
A group of drunkards were completely unaware that their topic had deviated. At the same time, the conversation from beginning to end was recorded and monitored from the sidelines.
Half an hour later, inspectors in gray-blue uniforms hurried over on electric vehicles. At the same time, several young men and women in the tent turned around and left after paying their bills.
The video was sent back to the Public Security Bureau headquarters. In the evening, when looking at the edited video, Hiroshi Yasuda buried his head in his hands with a numb face.
Rumors are easier to win over than facts. Even the exaggerated descriptions of a group of drunkards will be believed by a large number of people with little knowledge. However, the official has gathered so many smart minds and various data to finally give a sincere answer, but it will suffer
question.
"They are all those guys from the cabinet. In the past, they only concealed things and made them up. After they were discovered, they knelt down and apologized in the most skillful way." Hiroshi Yasuda lit the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, his whole body enveloped.
In the acrid smoke.
There is really no saying in the ancient Chinese saying: Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade, and forefathers dug pits for future generations to suffer.
The actions of the chaebol and the cabinet in the past have reduced the official credibility to the point where a person hates a dog. As a result, the Public Security Bureau and the investigation team are always taking the blame inexplicably, being hacked on the Internet, and blocked in reality. If you want to improve
The current situation is not something that can be accomplished in a short time.
But it is even more impossible to leave it alone.
"what to do....."
"Monitoring guidance?"
"404 Dafa?"
"Complete blockade, eradication?"
Several possibilities appeared in his mind, but in the end these answers were not perfect.
He took another deep drag on the cigarette, exhaled the smoke slowly, and watched the gray-white smoke billowing and spreading in front of him - the next moment, there was a sudden knock on the office door.