Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Seeing the dark mass of human heads below, all of them staring at him with staring eyes, these densely packed eyes, which could even kill trypophobia, made his heart flutter.

It's just too much!

Men, women, young and old, countless people, but have the same eyes, the same expression, if not for their different faces, it would be like countless Kayako staring at you!

Such a sight is really heart-shattering, cursing...it really isn't a good thing!

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin also extinguished his thoughts of landing, forced a gust of wind, and floated towards the east with the help of the wind.

Following Wang Xuebin's actions, Kayako and the ghosts also took action one after another, gathering together from all directions, surging crowds, also rushing to the east, rushing away

Boom...boom...

The movement of countless ghosts rushing on the road was like an earthquake, loud and silent, following behind Wang Xuebin, chasing after him, leaving the dilapidated capital.

Without the raging ghosts in Kyoto, it was extremely quiet. A grieving ghost with a trance-like expression slowly climbed up from a corpse.

If there is no evil spirit, the complaining ghost may take a look at his family members, and then wait for the ghost messenger to guide him to welcome a new reincarnation.

It's a pity that it didn't work out, the complaining ghost quickly lost its mind, drifting in a daze, relying on instinct, looking for the next unlucky one.

I just don't know, how many unlucky Japanese are left?

Chapter 425 Conscience·Pity·Guilty

At Tokyo Airport, a flight from Hokkaido to Tokyo landed slowly. There were only a few people on board, and everyone looked very anxious.

This is the last flight from Hokkaido to Tokyo. If there is no reason to come, no one would be willing to come to this city at this time, even though Hokkaido is not much better!

Before the plane came to a complete stop, the people in the cabin stood up anxiously, walked to the hatch, and waited for the hatch to open.

Most of these people are living in Tokyo because of their relatives, and because they are really worried, they have the courage to come to this dire situation.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, at least Uncle Jiu has no relatives living in Tokyo, what he has is just a comrade in arms behind the enemy lines!

"Uncle Ninth... is here..."

Outside the airport, Sir Lin was wearing a black suit, wearing a toad mirror, frowning slightly, and greeted Uncle Jiu.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu took a careful look at Sir Lin and saw that he was not injured or unusual, so he felt relieved, nodded, and thanked him softly:

"Um... Phew... Sorry to trouble you... Lin sir..."

Sir Lin took a step forward, took Uncle Jiu's luggage, put it in the trunk of the car, opened the door, shook his head slightly, and sat in the driver's seat.

"Hey, Uncle Jiu is being polite, just call me Lin Zai. No matter what troubles you have, you should do it!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu get into the car and sit firmly, Sir Lin lightly stepped on the accelerator and started the car slowly.

"...how is your situation? Is everything going well?"

In the car, the two of them were silent. The shock and change they had brought to them in just a few days was really too great.

Their fragile three views are destroyed and reshaped over and over again. The wounds heal, but scars are left behind, which are ugly and unsightly.

They wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere in the car, but they didn't know what to say or how to say it, so they had to forcefully bring up a topic and pretended to be very interested.

But in their hearts, they don't want to do anything other than rest!

Looking at the dilapidated scene on both sides of the road, Uncle Jiu sighed slightly, and said softly:

"It's not bad. Basically, all the developed cities in Japan are shrouded in an atmosphere of terror, and many cities have completely become empty cities!"

"Yeah... yeah..."

"...Hi, I don't have much to say here, let's talk about you, how are you doing recently, have you encountered any trouble?"

Uncle Jiu didn't want to talk about his own experience, especially the experience of countless civilians who had no power to resist died in his actions, so he made an excuse and changed the topic.

"I..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Sir Lin couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he forced a smile and said:

"I...it's nothing special, I just spend money every day...lose money every day...but fortunately, I have some achievements. The Japanese economy has now completely collapsed...well...the money I lost before was also I earned it all back, and quadrupled it..."

Lin Sir's words were also very perfunctory, and he didn't want to mention the situation where he saw a group of people queuing up and jumping off a building, or the whole family committing suicide by burning charcoal together.

Uncle Jiu raised his brows slightly when he heard the words. He was very familiar with the situation when the stock market crash came. During the stock market crash in 73, the whole police station was busy, not to arrest any bad guys, but to clean up the ground. Collect the body.

Hearing Lin sir's slightly heavy tone at this time, he naturally guessed the other party's experience, opened his mouth to comfort him, but in the end he just sighed softly.

What can he advise?

This is their choice.Is not it?

Didn't they travel across the ocean just for revenge?

Now not only have they avenged their revenge, but they have also implicated the other party's country and nation. It stands to reason that they shouldn't be so frustrated, they should be happy!

But they are very frustrated, without a trace of pleasure after successful revenge. Not only do they not have the pleasure of revenge, but they also have a strong sense of guilt.

Seeing human beings die tragically because of their own reasons, this feeling makes them not happy at all.

They are not Wang Xuebin, they have not experienced the battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, their sense of justice and conscience prevent them from watching the tragedies happen with a clear conscience, even if the other party is an enemy.

The car was driving slowly on the empty road. There was complete silence inside and outside the car. There were no living figures on the road, not even ghosts.

Jingle Bell...

The hurried bell rang, breaking the silent atmosphere, and the inside of the car seemed to come alive instantly, and the two became a little more angry, they knew who was calling!

"Uncle Jiu, the storage compartment, the phone is in the storage compartment!"

Hearing Sir Lin's reminder, Uncle Jiu finally came to his senses, stopped searching around, quickly opened the storage compartment, took out the phone, and put it carefully next to his ear after connecting.

"Hey?"

"...Huh? Uncle Jiu?"

In a park about [-] kilometers away from Tokyo, Wang Xuebin sat cross-legged on a bench, eating breakfast while calling Sir Lin and the others.

After meeting Jia coconut last night, Wang Xuebin ran away without the slightest hesitation. Fortunately, Jia coconut had lost his mind and he was able to escape by acting on instinct alone.

But even so, it took him a whole night to get rid of the Kayako completely. It was not until the sun rose that he thought about finding a comfortable place to make up for last night's supper.

But this time, he will never drink eight-treasure porridge!

With Tongguan Roujiamo in his left hand and a cup of soy milk in his right hand, he tilted his head and held the phone on his shoulder, chatting while eating.