Famous lines collection system [comprehensive]

If you have a brain, Akutagawa Ryunosuke will choose to eliminate all the enemies alone, because according to his calculations, it is the optimal solution with the least loss and the highest efficiency.

Even though he was really a single-minded brain, he learned how to use his brain after a few months of Dazai Osamu's pain education.

For example, right now, he is not feeling well, coupled with the fact that he is calm and not stimulated at this time, and there happens to be a free thug next to him.Needless to say, calculating the members of the hostile organization would appear to be resourceful.

Those guys who surrounded Atsuko Nakajima planned to repeat the same trick and release the same kind of smoke before.However, Atsuko has no tendency to be knocked down twice by the same move, and she knocks down the person holding it at a speed that is unmatched by ordinary people.

Atsuko didn't kill these people, she just knocked them unconscious.But for Akutagawa, blood must be seen every time he takes a shot.

When Atsuko Nakajima turned around, what he saw was a bloody scene like hell.Black spikes "grow" on the ground, surrounded by black and red light.Each spike pierced a person's heart with unerring accuracy, hanging them high in the air.Thick blood snaked down the spikes and gathered into pools of blood on the ground.

Atsuko thought of the story of "The Impaler" Vlad III that he had read in the book. Perhaps he used such a terrifying scene to scare the enemy?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke used "Rashomon" to stand on a high place, and he looked down at the blood hell created by himself.Whether it was the dying struggle of the prey on the spikes or the frightened pale faces of the man and tiger, he could clearly see them all.

That man, I'm afraid he hasn't seen such a scene before, has he?Although he grew up in an orphanage, his environment was clean and free from blood.No matter how much the orphanage abused him, at least he didn't keep him on the verge of death.

Orphanages are heaven compared to slums.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke watched Atsuko Nakajima covered his mouth and knelt on the ground, feeling a strange sense of revenge in his heart.Immediately afterwards, he realized that he had spent a lot of time and energy to make such a big gesture, but he was actually jealous in his heart.

Jealous of people and tigers.

Jealous of him obviously having an unfortunate childhood but never seeing blood dirty hands, jealous of him being picked up by Mr. Dazai, jealous of him being accepted by his partners without training, scarred and killing a mountain of bloody corpses

Akutagawa Ryunosuke manipulated Rashomon to lower himself to the ground while dragging the only survivor.He was the leader of that group, and Akutagawa also took special care of him. The "Rashomon" didn't pierce his heart, but only penetrated his limbs.

"Now is the question-and-answer time. If your answer doesn't satisfy me, I promise to make you die a hundred times more painful than your companions." Akutagawa coughed twice and asked in a deep voice.

The only guy left doesn't seem to be a very professional person. He sold his customer completely like a bamboo tube: he didn't know who the customer was, he only knew that he was an American; The spray for Akutagawa's old disease and the smoke that can stun people with different abilities were all provided by the customer, and even letting them ambush here was also according to the customer's instructions.They're just a bunch of mercenaries from Europe, normal guys who don't know anything about the Port Mafia or the Armed Detective Agency.

After Akutagawa pried out all the information he could tell, he simply used Rashomon to end the man's life.He walked towards Atsuko Nakajima, stepping over the corpses all over the ground and the ever-expanding blood.

Atsuko trembled slightly, but Akutagawa didn't stop at all when he passed her, and walked straight forward.

It wasn't until he came to a door that Akutagawa turned around, frowned and said to her, "Didn't you follow me all the time? Why don't you leave now?"

Akutagawa takes Atsuko Nakajima to the port mafia safe house.

Atsuko felt as if he was in a dream until he stepped into the house. It seems that this kind of place is not accessible to ordinary mafia members. Why did Akutagawa bring himself in directly?

"There is a bathroom upstairs, do you want to take a shower?" Hearing Akutagawa's words, Atsuko was so frightened that the tiger claws he had just retracted were about to come out.

"You, let me take a shower now?" she asked in disbelief.

Akutagawa frowned: "It's fine if you don't wash it." He opened a drawer and took out a bottle of medicine.He unscrewed another bottle of mineral water and swallowed the medicine without changing his expression.

After taking the medicine, he obviously looked better.

"Wash, of course I will!" Probably felines tend to be more clean, and Atsuko is no exception.After staying in the sewer pipe for so long and fighting again, she felt that she had become a source of odor pollution.

No matter whether Akutagawa suddenly changed his sex or there are some conspiracy and tricks in the future, it can't stop Atsuko from taking a good bath!

After confirming that Atsuko was indeed taking a bath, Akutagawa walked into a room carefully and locked the door.He dialed the phone fixed on the wall in this house.

"Boss, I'm Akutagawa."

"Renhu is with me now, do you have any instructions?"

134. Writing a book is not as good as fighting with superpowers 47

"I loathe that man so much. No, it would be inaccurate to say he was 'human' because he voluntarily gave up his human identity a long time ago.

But that person, who has clearly given up on his own initiative, has been regretting it all the time.

Ah, 'regret' doesn't seem to be that accurate either.He didn't regret the decision he made, he just turned all this emotion into loathing for himself.

Well, I was born in that situation.

Serve as housekeeper, babysitter and bodyguard for the big game he has in store for himself.

To be honest, as the AI ​​he made based on himself, I can't understand why he did it.Obviously, my dislike of 'myself' comes from him.Of course he knew what I would do to 'myself', but he didn't intend to stop it.

It's as if I'm nothing more than an NPC responsible for adding difficulty to his game.

If I were a real human being, I would definitely be upset and angry.

However, even though I can't really experience this emotion like a human being, I can fully reflect this negative emotion in what I do.

Since he didn't stop it, I'll try to level his game as much as possible.

However, I couldn't put 'myself' to death.

Even though I loathe 'myself'.

In my opinion, as a "human being", he has collected all the negative scum of human beings.As 'nanny' we hurt each other almost all the time.

So I can't understand what the meaning of my birth is.Is he just to disgust himself?

If you obviously want an NPC, you can get a ready-made AI at your fingertips.The subconscious mind of his little follower when he was still human was happy to play this role.There is absolutely no need to copy your own personality template and way of thinking.

His game is also quite boring in my opinion.Watching him make a fool of himself has become my greatest pleasure-if I can feel the fun too.

So, even though 'I' has discovered the existence of Mr. Little Follower and chose him to continue to be his 'nanny', I still exist.Apart from the fact that this is his programmed role, I am also happy to watch 'myself' jokes.

But I have to admit, he really planned everything before sealing his memory.Everything he does 'himself' is in his plan.

Whether it's me or 'I', they are all just pawns on his chessboard.In other words, we are all puppets acting according to predetermined procedures.

That's why I hate him so much and hate 'me'.

Because, AI cannot violate the already set program. "

— Confessions of a system

"Are you sure the corpse you picked up is this person?" The black-haired young man in a sand-colored windbreaker calmly held a photo and handed it to Gao Song.

Gao Song looked at the photo again, and said with certainty, "That's right, it's him."

"Are you sure he was dead at that time?" The young man asked a very strange question.

"Of course!" Gao Song couldn't help laughing, "There's a big hole in his heart, his right hand is gone, and he's been in the sea for at least an hour—even a vampire can't survive, right?"

However, the young man opposite him smiled and said something strange: "That's not certain."

But Gao Song didn't go into this sentence any more, he took the stuffed envelope that the young man handed over, and left contentedly.

"By the way, little brother," the young man stopped him again, "You will have an accident that will kill you. Remember to check your equipment before going into the water."

Gao Song couldn't help but frowned. People like them, who are engaged in dangerous industries at any time, are the most taboo to hear such words.

"Crazy!" He cursed softly, stuffed the envelope into his arms and left quickly.

Osamu Dazai shook his head involuntarily, he had already reminded him that this was up to him, and the other party didn't want to accept this and asked him to be a good person, he was helpless too.

Takamatsu almost broke the lifeline in the icy sea, but Senior Inoue did not pull him up.He looked at his obviously tampered oxygen tank, and finally understood what that strange guy meant tonight.

"I've told you many times that every entrustment must be kept confidential.