[Comprehensive] The gap in history

It's another day.

After mastering the use of the virtual helmet, Okita has been learning every day, and has also come into contact with some other god judges one after another. These contacts made Okita realize two very serious problems:

First, he is an out-and-out African (basically he can only forge California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an)

Second, he is really very poor (there are basically no small sentences in this pill)

Therefore, after understanding the basic process of opening a store, Okita asked Honosuke who was summoned to open a store with a loan.

One is to open source, and the other is to reduce the time spent in Honmaru to see if new knives can be forged.

Foxnosuke wagged his tail: "So the God Judge wants to open a martial arts gym?"

Okita sat upright: "Yes, I think I am very experienced in teaching students. If the government is worried that my appearance will cause riots, I can teach with a mask on."

Foxnosuke finally realized that this very famous samurai in front of him really didn't have any business talent: "My lord, I don't think there will be any business in your martial arts school. I have mastered enough fighting skills, and other god judges... If they want to learn, I think their fusangshen will be happy to teach them."

Okita was dumbfounded, he seemed to have completely forgotten to consider the special existence of Fu Sangshen.

But what else could he do besides wielding a knife?

Okita recalled the history books he had read before. After the Shinsengumi fell apart, Saito Kazu was probably the one who lived the longest. So how did Saito make a living at that time?

Seems to be……

"I don't know if the government needs to recruit the police?"

Fox's help: "..."

How did the government of time mistreat you?Would you like to be a policeman instead of being a good judge?

Fusangshen of your Honmaru will definitely cry when he finds out!

Foxnosuke responded dryly: "I don't think the government has the extravagance to allow the interrogators to become police officers."

"Then there's nothing we can do..." Okita scratched his head in distress, "But Xiaopan is really not enough!"

"Maybe..." Honosuke said and paused here, "Can the government provide you with a job, Lord Judge? Not only will it be provided to the shop for free, but there will also be a small amount of money as a subsidy every month~"

Okita felt that he smelled a conspiracy: "I dare not agree to such a good thing casually! Tell me, what does the government want me to do?"

"It's not a big deal. I just ask you to help solve the problem after you find it. As for what the problem is, you will naturally know it by then."

Okita narrowed his eyes, if it's not too much, it doesn't matter if he does it, it's really too much leisure recently.

Honmaru's swords are already familiar with the life here, so there is nothing to worry about; new swords have to be salvaged in higher-level battlefields, but due to the random occurrence of non-violation checks, we have to wait for the level of swords to equalize before we can open up new battlefields.

"Tell me, what is my job?"

"I don't know, Sir, have you ever heard of the profession of 'psychological counselor'?"

Wan Wu recently opened a very mysterious shop. It is said that this is a psychological clinic, which is not only for the gods, but also for Fusangshen.

It is worth mentioning that all the communication with the psychological counselor is carried out through a curtain, and neither side of the consultation can see the other, so no one has seen the counselor's face so far.

According to an examiner who did not want to be named, the counselor’s voice was gentle and serene, with a reassuring power that matched all her fantasies about male gods.

By the way, that psychological counselor calls himself Mr. Si.

At this moment, Mr. Si, that is, Chief Director Okita, was lying on the table and sighing helplessly.

Why did he take this job before?

Could it be that the psychological problem of today's judges is who to fall in love with?

For example, the question asked by the previous customer:

"Mr. Si, I am very distressed now. Originally, my favorite sword was California Qingguang, but later I felt that the first phase of Ni Jiang was super gentle, so I was obsessed with him, but when I forged the three-day moon sect, I found out that my true love is obviously grandpa, ahhh! What should I do, all of them are super handsome!"

At that time, through the curtain, I could see the nymphomaniac look of the female god judge holding her face...

Can such a person really become a god judge?What kind of existence do they regard Toujian Fusangshen as?

These days Okita has been asking himself such a question.

Most of these spiritual judges who came to consult were in their teens to their twenties.

At this age, Okita has already carried dozens of lives on his body, but these god judges are not as mature as seven or eight-year-old children in troubled times.

He somewhat understands why the government wants to restrict the flow of information. If these god judges know the news of the dark fall, they will probably regard Fu Sangshen as a scourge.

If these immature judges accounted for the vast majority, then Okita felt that he could no longer imagine the end of the government of time.

Is the current government of time, like the shogunate at that time, on the verge of collapse?

"Excuse me, is Mr. Si there?" came a timid voice.

This is about a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a cowardly character.

Okita, who already had some experience, quickly made a judgment in his heart.

"There are chairs in front, sit down, don't be afraid." Okita lowered his voice and comforted the boy.

The boy nervously rubbed himself in front of the chair, with half of his butt touching the chair, his back straightened, and his hands clenched into fists neatly placed on his knees.

It seems that this child has received a fairly strict upbringing.

Through the curtain, Okita secretly thought about seeing the boy's movements.

"Well, my name is Ryota, I have a question I want to ask Mr. Si..." The boy bit his lips nervously.

"What question? If I know it, I will try to answer it as much as possible."

"Mr. Si, do you think that every Sword Fusangshen is unique?" Every word seemed to be squeezed out of Ryota's throat.

This boy is very wrong!

Intuition told Okita so.But Okita is not a professional psychological counselor, and he doesn't know how to deal with such a situation, so he can only answer the boy's question first.

"I think so. Even with the same memory and the same name, each Fusangshen is already a unique individual when summoned."

"What if that fusangshen was summoned by the same judge?" The boy raised his head, his teeth clenched on his lower lip, blood slowly oozing out, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Although he couldn't see the boy's crazy expression, Okita instinctively felt that he couldn't answer this question at will: "Why do you ask? Is it because of something?"

The boy stood up abruptly from the chair and took a few steps back: "Sure enough, it's different...it's different..."

"Ryota, calm down first!" Okita knew something was out of control.

But Ryota has completely lost his mind at this time: "Why... why are there so many California Qingguang? Mingming Qingguang is unique! Yes! That's right! Qingguang is unique! So...the extra California Qingguang is not at all need!"

Okita couldn't care less about hiding his identity at this time, he lifted the curtain, trying to stop the boy from going mad, but all he saw was the boy's figure disappearing into the air and... those eyes full of destructive desire.

In Ten Thousand Houses, a god judge can be sent back to his own pill at any time, but unless someone guides him, other god judges cannot enter other people's pill anyway.

Extra California clear light, not needed at all.

What the hell is that boy trying to do!

Okita pursed his lips tightly, anger was brewing in his eyes, he hated the feeling of powerlessness.

"My lord!" Yamato Shou Anding rushed in.

"An Ding? How do you..."

No, no, it's not his Yamato Shou'an.

An Ding, who has been by Okita's side all the time, always has a kind of peaceful atmosphere on his body. From An Ding's blue eyes, he can always feel the peace and happiness from the inside out.

But the Yamato Shou An Ding in front of him was faintly filled with an aura of impatience and tyranny!

"Chong, Okita-kun?!" Yamato Mamoru's eyes widened in disbelief, "How could you..."

Okita interrupted An Ding's words: "I'll explain later, that boy named Ryota is your judge, right?"

The God Judge... Yes, the current him is someone else's sword, what else is he still trying to ask for?

"Yes." An Ding calmed down, looking at Okita with greedy blue eyes.

"Take me to your Honmaru, Ryota wants to destroy Kiyomitsu!" Okita said hastily.

"I know, Okita-kun. But, even if it is saved, what's the use? Isn't Qingguang's fate just to be broken?" An Ding smiled and said such cruel words in an extremely calm manner.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Yamato and An Ding!" Okita frowned, looking at An Ding.

"After saving Kiyomitsu, what does Okita-kun want to do? You should have your own California Kiyomitsu, since you can't take it away, why give people hope? You know, Okita-kun, I have seen three California Kiyomitsu being killed The lord has been destroyed, and the one in this pill is the fourth one."

"Every time I see the birth of a new California Qingguang, I tell myself, maybe this time it will be different, but every hope brings deeper despair, so if you still love Qingguang, Just don't see him."

Yamato Morita in front of him was still smiling gently, but Okita felt that he was crying!

Because the tears were all gone, the voice was hoarse from crying, and the heart was numb from the pain, so the only expression on his face was a smile.