In order to survive, I do many jobs

From Yokohama to Tokyo, after experiencing a series of non-daily magical events such as resurrection from the dead, N party job-hopping, multi-faceted undercover, usurping the throne and claiming the throne, I consciously cultivated a heart of steel.

The ordinary right and wrong let it go away like smoke, too caressing will appear stingy, and it will damage my good image of being tall and stalwart.

So the grievances between the Colorless King and me can also be dissipated like smoke... what a ghost!

If you don't take revenge for killing me, I swear not to be a human being.

Up to now, more and more things involving this grievance are snowballing.If the little brother was just an ordinary person, the killing of him would only take three episodes, and the little fox with a fake face should have received the package and left. How could he be given so many roles.

And the essential reason for his frantic addition of drama is that the evil capitalism has settled in. The power of capital has continued wave after wave for him, and even squeezed out the role of our queen hero. I really can't stand the justice.

Go away, we love each other as mentors and apprentices - you don't need your presence on the family comedy set!Go back to your Jingfen theater, audience friends don't want to see you anymore!

If we want to deal with the colorless king, the scum who entered the film crew through the back door, we must start from the source, first take down his benefactor father.

Here is a grand introduction: the only airborne investor of this crew - Mr. Dresden Slate, let us applaud.

The Dresden Slate, a magical stone, is known as the QB of the Slate World. It is keen to pick out the seven sons of heaven among human beings, sign a contract with them, and turn into a horse monkey to make wine and guard world peace.

Seven, a number full of magic power, is loved by everyone at all times and in all over the world.Supplemented by the colorful black, it almost writes the words "standard configuration of the protagonist" on the face.

As the protagonist, I will never miss such a god-given opportunity. The light in the center of the stage can only belong to me. It is time to decide who is the C position.

Gunara, the God of Darkness, woohoo, the Dark Demon transforms!

Purple and black, such noble, elegant and connotative aristocratic colors, prove that our black magic fairy is the strongest.The flamboyant Ba La La next door is vulnerable to a single blow. White Demon Immortals, if you have the ability, come face to face with me, and I will send you to debut with a dance of heavenly maidens.

Thinking about it this way, magical girls really like to use colors as symbols, such as Frostmourne and Fire's Joy, although they are a bit rotten, but I forgive you for naming them because they are pretty cool. alright.

Can't you learn my god-level naming trick?Take a look at my Worshiping Mackerel Cult, the member code names are fresh, refined and poetic, impressive and unforgettable.

No downsides other than being a little hard to tell apart... no, hard to tell what a downside!

Think about it carefully, who can guess the specific positions of my younger brothers just by looking at the code names?Who can use this to analyze the internal structure of my organization?Just kidding, I worship the secrecy work of the mackerel sect, which is more than dozens of streets away from the black organization next door.

By the way, diss, the secrecy work of the black organization is a disgrace to the mafia organization. These days, anyone can be an undercover agent in a winery.Twenty-five boys from all over the world gathered in the same fish pond to swim happily. As the pond owner, I sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and waited for one volunteer after another to take the bait.

Under my foresighted guidance, even if my younger brothers were unfortunately arrested in the line of duty, they would be completely manly.When the police looked at his chat records, they would only wonder if he was an employee of a canned mackerel factory, and would never think of him as a villainous organization. He was the king of security.

By the way, I have asked my secretary to register for the business license of the canned mackerel processing factory. There is nothing wrong with blooming more. Except for the basic cover function, in case of economic depression, I can earn extra money to supplement the family.

As a young and promising BOSS, every unintentional move of mine has hidden meaning.Don't think that I am just an ordinary cross talk actor, the brilliance of wisdom shines under the skin of the sand sculpture.

"CEO of Mackerel Food Processing Co., Ltd.", "Excellent Employee of Black Crow Winery Co., Ltd.", my personal work experience is extremely brilliant. Looking at the increasingly thick resume, I stroked my hair cherishingly, quickly and quickly. Ordered a box of Bawang shampoo.

Overlord, the eternal soul mate of social animals.

Speaking of kings, as I said before, these full-fledged human beings occupy the three keywords of "Magic Seven", "Yan Biaoli" and "King" at the same time, and each keyword has an additional 100% protagonist The title, the triple halo is added to the body, comparable to a gold-plated living Buddha.

Silver, gold, red, blue, green, gray, and colorless, the kings known as the evolution of the Rainbow Seven were once selected by the Dresden Slate, with the holy sword on their heads and glowing rays on their bodies.Facing this sudden strength and power, what choice will the kings make?

The confrontation between original intentions and instincts, the balance between morality and interests, the entanglement of human nature and the sacrifice of righteousness, please pay attention to today's program for more exciting content-"Take You Into the Inner World of the King", an exclusive broadcast on Anhe TV today Please look forward to the special chapter "I have a date with my little brother".

Today’s interview subject—the Dresden Slate, is a small and confusing slate, and its specific performance is that its selection criteria are very magical.

What kind of qualities a person possesses can be called a king, I don't know, but no matter what the secular standard is, Dresden slate must be a substandard product.

It's not that I deliberately vent my anger, the person who came to such a conclusion is actually Yu Shaoshen Zi.

This is the first time I have received a contact request from Zi since the last time I went to Jungle to attend the orientation party.At that time, I was picking and choosing in the vegetable market with a vegetable basket. I was hesitating whether to make shrimp dumplings or soup tofu for my cat today. When I was struggling, I suddenly received an invitation from Zi to work overtime.

It's overtime again. I can't escape the fate of working overtime in any organization. I really am the chosen social animal.

"Negotiating tasks? I'm free, I'll come right away." I joined Jungle for a while, and apart from playing games with Sukuna, I didn't seem to have a relationship with Zi. Goo.Thinking of this, I felt very guilty, and agreed to Zi's invitation without hesitation.

I made an appointment with Zi, relying on the excellent navigation of the father of the system, I blinded Jill to move, and successfully reached Jungle's base camp before I passed out.I breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to get into the Japanese-style Japanese-style house, I suddenly stopped at the door and stuck my head out hesitantly.

"Hi, may I ask you are..." I stretched out my claws hesitantly, and pointed to the purple-haired man in front of me who combed his hair back to reveal a smooth forehead.

The man was dressed in a neat black suit, with a refined and easy-going demeanor. He did not know how much hairspray was applied to his hair to create such a perfect back. The temperament of business elites, company presidents, and successful people can be seen at a glance.

Who is this person? Does Jungle have such a character?

I took a closer look at his hair color and eye color, um... isn't this my beloved elder sister?What made you suddenly change your image, don’t, I think the beautiful and sassy body before is super awesome.

"Xiao Qianye is here, let's go." Zi was facing the mirror, and finally used a comb to cut his hair, making sure that every strand of hair was where it should be. He snapped his fingers in satisfaction, and put his love knife on his back. The first to step out of the gate of the base.

Judging by his caring attitude towards his own image, he is the real Zi, and I am relieved that I did not fall into the fake Jungle.

But why does Zi carry a knife in the negotiation task?I pondered for a moment in perplexity, and thought it might be the same principle as my habit of carrying a gun, and it is understandable that villains must have platoons of villains.

"Then I'm leaving too. Goodbye Liu-kun and Mr. Pan." Seeing that Zi's figure was about to disappear in the complex corridor outside the base, I hurriedly said hello to Liu-kun who was squatting at home and Mr. Pan who was constantly drunk, and said hello to him. On the purple pace.

"Goodbye, be careful on the road." Bi Shuiliu raised his head from the database and responded sleepily.

It can be seen that he is also a standard Internet addicted boy who stays up late.As a guardian, Mr. Pan was a hundred times more reliable than Osamu Dazai, but because he spoiled his own children too much, he failed to play the role of a parent and let Rukun's waywardness go.

On the contrary, the younger brother Sukuna, who I initially identified as a game geek, is an active boy. I didn’t see his figure in the Jungle. I heard Liu Jun said that the milk brother went out to play in the wild early in the morning. to go home.

If you have time to play jungle, why don't you go to school? If you can't keep up with the progress of the class, come to me, and my sister will give you tutoring.The knowledge points from kindergarten to high school are all OK. Whether it is fabric sewing skills or final sprint secrets, I will give them all to my beloved milk brother.

Me: Sister, I want you to feel the joy of learning. It is my lifelong mission to bring drop-out children back to the embrace of knowledge.

"What's the matter, Xiaoqianye, isn't this body suitable for me?" Seeing that I was staring at his big back, Yu Shaoshen Zi asked me as he walked, "Although it's not suitable for fighting, but because it's with cooperation Business negotiations, you must dress more formally. Xiao Qianye must also wear a formal dress to attend the Jungle press conference."

Yushao Shenzi: When the time comes, we will go shopping and buy eight sets of ten sets.Dress up game, I like it too.

"No, I'm just not used to it." Zi's good foundation is there, and of course it's pleasing to the eye after a long time, but the difference in temperament is too big, and I can't react for a while.

The beautiful and royal sister changed into a boss in a suit in seconds, which is quite fragrant.

Today's negotiation involved Zi and I, so it is naturally a big deal.Although Zi brought me here as a false pretense, but my identity as a cadre is real, and the appearance fee is expensive, so it is impossible to attend ordinary meetings casually.

As a national software, Jungle has become a household name under the drainage of the new live broadcast function.As a formal company, we have basic trademark registration rights and business licenses, and there is absolutely no illegal operation of tax evasion. We are a legal company.

Yu Shaoshen Zi is Jungle's external image spokesperson and diplomatic ambassador. He is fully responsible for the negotiation tasks. My role today is a little follower brought by Zi to see the world.

——In the general environment where Wang is a squat at home, the guardian loves to get drunk during the day, and the younger brother drops out of school to become a gangster, only the reliable Zi can take on the big responsibility in the family.

Now there is one more me. Given my rich experience in self-employment and part-time work, Zi can finally handle all the work alone without sacrificing his precious time for applying facial masks.

I'm super reliable.

No matter which organization I am in, it’s all about the water. My performance has never dropped out of the top ten in the company, and the perfect attendance award has never been dropped.Facing the request of my beautiful sister, I resolutely took over the new paperwork.

Atobe-kun’s work-study program, the documents of the winery, the BOSS responsibilities of worshiping mackerel, and the new task of Jungle all weighed on my young shoulders at the same time, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Help me up, I can still write!

After Dazai Osamu's bug wholesaler at home, a freshly baked water-based pen refill wholesaler was born.I don’t feel sorry for Mr. Ango at all now, because I’m pretty much the same as him. The only difference is the buff that beautiful girls don’t go bald, which makes Mr. Ango envious.

Ango: I'm not bald, please don't ruin my reputation.

Me: Isn't it a matter of time? (whispering)

Going back to the original question, why did I say that the person who put forward the idea that "Dresden slate is a substandard product" is Zi?It's all because of Zi's unusual origin. Before becoming Liu Jun's ally, he was a member of the clan of the former Colorless King.

If I remember correctly, it seems that Mr. Fushimi has also changed jobs. Isn't the king and the clan bound for life?It's quite humane.

Zi praised the former Colorless King very much, obviously the other party was his extremely important relative.Looking at the new colorless king who has no face, I would think Dresden Slate was blind.

These secrets were all told to me by Zi himself.Today I acted as Zi's secretary to sign the contract with him. Along the way, he gave me a lot of knowledge about the king, and he has a lot of knowledge about it.

"Zi really understands this very well." I sighed while taking notes, and I learned a new knowledge point today. I love learning, and I am satisfied, "The power of each colorless king is different. I heard that the ability of the former colorless king is a prophecy? It looks so mysterious."

"That's right, that man's poems are always so beautiful." Yu Shaoshen Zi said reminiscently, "Master Miwa Yiyan—I used to be his ally."

"Huh?" I stopped taking notes and looked up at him, "Is that so? There are indeed examples of the new king accepting the previous king, but it usually happens under the same king's handover, and the new king is colorless. King... um..."

To put it bluntly, he is just a younger brother, he is not worthy!

"I am now Liu's ally, but Xiao Qianye is right. Since that person has the ability to predict, he naturally left an entrustment."

Zi slowly stroked his favorite knife, "My junior brother, Ye Dao Shen Gou Lang, kills the evil king in the name of the original owner. If Xiao Qianye wants to confront the colorless king, he may meet him—— That was a very beautiful child."

The murderous and loving words are unique to the swordsman's romance. The relationship between their brothers and sisters must be very good.

"Is Zi's junior brother?" I leaned on my chin and tapped the water-based pen on the notebook, "It's okay, I am the best at turning enemies into friends. The enemy's enemy is also a friend. But I don't understand one thing: don't you mean Is it only the king who can kill the king? Why can Zi's younger brother also?"

Tell me quickly and give me a reference, friend, bring me one in a fight.

"That man handed over his sword to Gou Lang, but the strength of my lovely junior is really not enough, even if he is still an outsider." Zi said, "Compared to my favorite sword [Guo], that The name of the knife is [Li]".

[Guo] and [Li], Mr. Miwa Yiyan must be a person who can see clearly.

"Zi, can you expand on the specific concept of outsiders? Let me draw the key points." I bit the cap of my pen and fell into panic before the final exam.

The king, the outsider, the supernatural, the double messenger, all kinds of concepts almost made me dizzy.Why is it so complicated, I suddenly miss Ke Xue's world view, and nailed Newton to the coffin for me.

Seeing that I was confused and about to cry because of my imaginary failure, Zi took the patience of popular science and beauty knowledge to teach me a whole lesson of noun explanation.I took the brush and scribbled wildly, like a poor student dying before the final exam.

The good times of entertaining and teaching passed away quickly. My mind was full of knowledge points and Zi, who was unilaterally outputting, came to the negotiating place. The front desk sister in professional attire welcomed us into the conference room.

"Is it the representative of Jungle? This way please."

Negotiations only need purple, and I am only responsible for holding a blank report paper to support the scene, creating the illusion that our Jungle has no shortage of people to deceive ignorant partners.

"Although the cooperation is very pleasant, I don't seem to have met any other employees of your company..." Yu Shaoshen Zi doesn't want to hear similar words for the Nth time. There is no office, no employees, and no cleaning lady. Our Jungle is just a shell company , don't ask, asking is the confidentiality policy.

Zi and the boss of the other party negotiated openly and covertly, while I stared at the blank page, with boring crooked ideas popping out.

Now that I’m wearing the skin of a secretary, I’m going to use my pen to put on a show...I’m tired of writing, so I’ll draw a picture. Isn’t there a ready-made model? Zi Taishuai is not very good at drawing, so I’ll use my partner to make do with it .

A round head, with a few sparse hairs, and a bulging beer belly... Well, the template of a successful person is out, add a little more detail, wear a golden eye, a briefcase for social animals... Forget it, put a wig on him, don't embarrass others' hairline, add two mustaches, and it's done!

I took my masterpiece and compared it with my partner and looked left and right. Yes, it is very realistic, and my stick figures are also top-notch.

Zi, who is in the process of negotiating, is curious about the pen I have been moving. He wonders what is good to record in this negotiating process. Let him see what Xiaoqianye is writing...

"Did you draw the cosplay human pig essence in the late-night cafeteria?" Zi couldn't help asking me.

ah?Why would Zi think so?My image is so consistent with the real thing, the masterpiece of contemporary Fauvism, the founder of the mountain can't help but praise me.

It must be that my details are not detailed enough to make Zi misunderstand. My artistic soul does not allow me to treat my works perfunctorily, so let me make two more strokes to save it.

Zi: No matter how hard you struggle, it is impossible to turn a pig into a human. Give up, Xiaoqianye.

Me: This is not a pig!This is man, look at his wig!Do pigs wear wigs?

The brain circuits of Zi and I are not on the same line, and we made a mistake. This shows how difficult it is for us soul painters to find a confidant. Where is my bole?

In order to save face, I secretly observed the model: his cheeks were flushed, his face was full of oil, and he had an auspicious appearance of being rich and wealthy, but his face was dark, and there was a faint blood under his auspicious aura, which seemed a little bit ominous .

I'm really good at reading faces. If you don't believe me, ask Shinichi Kudo, I've always been good at metaphysics.

The audience friends can also see my ability to tell the truth with a single word. The ability of iron mouth magic calculation is comparable to the halo of death of Kudo boy. If something goes wrong, I will become a frequent visitor to the crime scene in a short time.

The difference is that Kudo boy is here to solve the crime, and I am here to commit the crime.

"Zi," I tugged on Yu Shaoshen Zi's sleeve, "I have a bad feeling."

Although there is no evidence, my sixth sense is really accurate.If you want to listen to the reasoning process, I can make up a paragraph for you on the spot, which is absolutely convincing.

You think about it:

Although Zi didn't say anything about this sudden field mission, it was obviously very important to Jungle to negotiate with two J-level cadres at once.It is related to the future development prospects of the company. As partners, we cannot be too cautious.

Once this contract is signed, Jungle will be invincible. Will the colorless king, or the devil Fyodor behind him, allow all this to go smoothly?Will the mouse that was so active a few days ago disrupt the situation at a critical moment?There must be a conspiracy.

Besides, the time we spent negotiating was too long. Does it take so long to practice Tai Chi?The one opposite, do you sign or not?

"Very sharp, Xiaoqianye." Zi glanced at the unsigned document, and attached the blade of the Odachi to the palm of his hand, "That's why I brought the sword today."

Me: Huh?

Half an hour ago, in Jungle's base camp, Panzhou Tianji put down the empty beer can in his hand and stood up lazily.

"Are you going to solve it all at once, Liu?" The former King of Ashes bent down and packed up the cans all over the floor, "Is it a little early for the little girl to encounter a rare big scene when she is on a mission for the first time?"

"No, Mr. Pan, Qianye, like us, has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time." The data flow in front of Bishuiliu instantly surged, and a green fluorescent waterfall poured down.When all members go out, all defenses in the Jungle base are turned on.

"Sukuna sent a message that Gourou Yatogami is rushing to the target location." Panzhou Tianji pushed Bishuiliu away from the base, and red light spots flashed on the screen placed on the wheelchair, representing Jungle at the same time. The green light spots of the cadres are rapidly gathering.

Gojo Sukuna turned into an alley, he checked the map while driving, and had to pay attention to Yatogami Gourou chasing him from time to time, neither running too slow to be caught, nor too fast to let Yato Shengoulang lost his way.

"So why should I be in charge of attracting people? Isn't this guy Zi's junior?" Combing the back of the hair is already beyond Gojo Sukuna's ability.

"Please enter the urn... Are you really confident, you guys!" The partner suddenly stood up and laughed wildly, "Residues! Remember my name-I am the seventh king, the colorless king!"

It's really lucky that you can speak such a second-year line.

Damn, it's really you, a savage madman!I am backward tactically, little brother, if there is a way to heaven, you don’t go, but if there is no way to hell, you just barge in. Let’s see how many personalities you have today that can bring me disaster!

"Stand at the back, Xiaoqianye." Zishou gently pushed me away with one hand, and gracefully drew out his favorite knife [Guo], "It is considered elegant when a new flower blooms and withers, and I am pursuing this Here comes the beauty."

"What, does Zi also have a character design of a battle madman?" I pulled out my gun, but Zi wanted to grab the head with me, so I was really caught off guard.

Seeing that Zi was so excited to bring his beloved knife, it would be impolite to interrupt his interest.I took a step back and lightly picked my fingertips, the green lightning danced in my palm, blasting dangerous sparks in mid-air.

"Okay, okay, let Zi play first, but you must give me the last blow."

Let me send him on his way with my own hands, just as he did to me.

I lifted my foot and tapped the ground lightly with my toe.

With me as the center of the circle, dense grids spread rapidly, and the green grid exploded in the air, making a crackling sound.The entire office building was instantly enveloped by lightning, completely isolated from the outside world.

How long can you survive without a newborn personality as a supplement?My ability can be on standby 24 hours a day.

I looked up at the sword of Damocles that was close at hand. Human beings have a natural sense of fear for huge things. The disaster of the falling of the king sword is engraved in the hearts of everyone who has experienced the Gajudu crater incident.

This is a battlefield beyond the reach of mortals.

But ah, the word ordinary has nothing to do with everyone here.

[Kill him, kill him——I am yours. 】

The mysterious and ancient voice calls out to my spirit. The same king sword hangs on the heads of generations of different kings.

The accident caused by the Dresden slate, the flames of war ignited by different ideals and beliefs, under the eternal blue sky, the struggle of human beings will never stop.

That's why it's interesting.

"If you kill him, will you be mine?" I opened my hand and closed the colorless king sword vainly.

Then, I accept it without hesitation.

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