Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

[Restraint, rationality, and selfless dedication are human virtues. ]

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Except for Lu Dou of the Zen Academy and Erina who fulfilled his wish, no one knows what happened that night.

The ceremony of the shrine ended silently, took off the white mask, took off the black kimono, and stayed away from the blood-stained altar. Their enviable lives.

And in the villa area in the center of Tokyo, in a bungalow, Tsushima Shuji was lazily lying on the sofa in a solemn kimono, his fair face was pressed against a soft pillow, and his iris-colored slightly curly hair was pressed between the pillow and the armrest. In the gap, although there will be a slight pulling and pain when raising his head, Shuji Tsushima didn't bother to raise his hand to free his hair.

One of his bare feet was hanging down, swinging slowly, the tip of his toes brushed over the fluff of the carpet, and a slightly hot itchy came from there.

Shuji Tsushima's face with tender features was indifferent and expressionless. He was holding the remote control of the TV in his hand, staring at the TV screen boredly, pressing the remote control in his hand every few seconds Press the button on it to turn the table over and over again.

"...A severe infectious disease broke out in a prison in Kanagawa. In just 24 hours, 26 people died suddenly..."

When this news report came out, Shuji Tsushima habitually turned the channel, and then turned back immediately after realizing what was happening.

The back of the news report was accompanied by a picture of an ambulance parked on it, with medical staff wearing medical protective clothing on both sides, covered from head to toe, and surrounded by medical staff in the center. The white cloth of the dead man being carried out of the prison accidentally shows only one toe at the edge.

Twisted, shriveled, withered toes stuck out of the white cloth like tree roots.

Shuji Tsushima sat up from the sofa, light shone in the iris-colored pupils that were as deep and cold as an ancient well, and the face that only showed a tired and tired expression slowly, slowly aroused A smile of unknown meaning came.

He jumped down briskly, stepped on the soft carpet, and left a series of silent footsteps. He walked to the coffee table where books and materials were piled up in disorder. list.

On some crumpled and yellowed papers are a string of names of important political figures, there is no rule at all, and they are arranged in a chaotic manner. If someone who knows nothing about the magic world looks at it, they will only think it is a piece of paper. Useful waste paper.

Those who lined up on it were government officials who Shuji Tsushima had brought to Ueiro Tsushima's attention, and who might have close ties to the magic world.

Ever since Tsushima Ueiro mentioned that several people on this list had recently started meeting frequently, Shuji Tsushima understood that the first node he was waiting for had finally appeared.

When he first sketched out the prototype of the plan, Shuji Tsushima understood that there were only two things he had to do—a little guidance, and a patient and long wait.

He doesn't have to control the big picture, and he doesn't have to hold every detail in the palm of his hand.

As long as Reo Tsushima is still alive and breathing, as long as Erina still exists and obeys her nature to forage for food, everything will naturally go to the end he foresees.

Tsujima Shuji couldn't be more clear about the faces of those so-called adults who are in control of power and aloof.

Arrogant, arrogant, cruel and selfish, he only cares about profit in everything, and measures the value of human life as a commodity.

After thinking they had mastered the rules of Erina's [Forcing and Requesting], even at the beginning, those high-level people really sincerely exchanged their lives for the chance to make a wish to Erina in order to save the magician's combat power. To clean up the curse spirit.

But in the end, facing such an omnipotent wishing machine, those high-level people with dirtier hearts than ordinary people really won't recall the regrets in their lives that they want to make up for at certain moments, and really won't be sorry. Are you not reconciled to the ups and downs in your life so far?

Wishes can come true without paying any price to yourself.

Under such temptation, just a little bit of selfishness, a little bit of ruthlessness, as long as you can treat those people who will die for their own desires as pigs and dogs, and a little bit of desire——

bang!

The raging flames that would burn themselves to ashes were howled and ignited.

The out-of-control greed and desire like a derailed train will gradually lead them astray, and they will continue to put forward greater and greater wishes to Erina for their own selfish desires and their own shortcomings.

When the difficulty of forcing increases exponentially, the range of people who will be charged a price will also expand rapidly like a plague.

The scope of involvement calculated by the time spent together will be continuously shortened by the number of seconds in the end.

What will happen in the end?

Isn't that an obvious thing?

The conjurers who have been in contact with the person who was forced, and the high-level people who were in the same room with the person who was forced, will explode gorgeous and beautiful blood flowers like fireworks.

Shuji Tsushima picked up the remote control again, changed several channels, and found the screen he wanted to see as he wished.

It was a speech by a prominent government official on the list.

"In this war, in order to protect the interests of the people and the integrity of the territory, we will not make any concessions again. We will disappoint everyone who thinks we will compromise and want to see a joke..."

The face of the government official who was speaking was extremely confident, his eyes were shining with excitement and arrogance, and even the tone of his speech was no longer as humble and tolerant as before, but became tough.

Shuji Tsushima patiently listened to the eloquent speech, and did not miss the moment when he stepped down from the stage, the government officials on TV suddenly froze stereotyped movements.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out to be the case.

The corners of his mouth were raised high.

—One of you has committed an irreparable mistake.

The upper echelon of the conjurer is really amazing, and he did something crazy that was completely beyond his imagination.

The current situation is really interesting and exciting, and even he can't help but look forward to it.

Looking forward to seeing it—how long can that unknown person last with such a hollow shell?

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The order of the magic world began to overturn.

It was a slow and long-lasting labor pain, just like a person in a deep swamp who is constantly and constantly falling in the useless struggle.

However, the conjurers who are running around in order to maintain the lives of ordinary people are like people living in a building that is about to collapse. Live with bitterness and sweetness.

They only occasionally complained about the wrong task list, the wrong level of the spell event, and the orders that seemed to be more and more unreasonable, but after complaining, they swallowed the pain silently, neither resisting nor raising objections , only looking at the happiness in front of him, desperately supporting himself to move forward.

In this year, something important happened.

In the world of conjuration, there is a conjurer who has supported the cornerstone of the entire Japanese enchantment, and thus has a privileged position, and is honored as [Master Tianyuan].

The [Immortal] technique possessed by Tian Yuan is extremely special. It must take the lifespan of an ordinary person as a cycle, and use a human with a special constitution called [astral body] to reincarnate to maintain its existence as a human.

Otherwise, Tian Yuan, who is not dead but not immune to aging, will evolve towards an unknown stage of a higher level of life, and may even become an existence that threatens the world.

However, the [star plasma body], which is the key to this reincarnation, made a mistake in the middle, and died at the hands of the traitor of the Chanyuan family——Chanyuan Shier before being integrated with Lord Tianyuan.

But unexpectedly, the high-level executives of the magic world, who are always strict, lifted it up and put it down gently this time. They didn't even criticize the Chanyuan family, but simply issued a notice, saying that they had found another [ Astral Body], allowing Lord Tian Yuan to successfully pass through the transformation period.

——In the same period, there are two [star plasma body] at the same time.

This is a precedent that has never been seen for thousands of years, and even miscellaneous voices start to sound in the magic world, wondering if there is any secret in it.

But the two conjurer experts who were really involved in it, failed in their mission, and failed to protect the [star plasma body], instead vaguely guessed something.

"The higher-ups said that they found another astral body before the transformation."

"However, I think they should have used Tsushima Reo to solve this mistake."

Gojo Satoru, who was severely frustrated in this mission, put bandages on his eyes, stood near the mission site, under the arched bridge hole, and calmly talked to Xia Youjie.

The dark-haired young man in a gloomy mood remained silent, leaning against the old brick wall that had turned green, and looked up into the distance, "...I see."

No matter how good a friend is, they can't really become each other, touch his warm heart, and understand every strand of his changing thoughts.

Everyone is ultimately a lonely individual.

Gojo Satoru comforted, "Don't think too much, Jie, it's not your fault."

After leaving such pale words for a moment, he could only leave Xia Youjie some time to take a breath and think quietly in the gap between heavy tasks, and let him slowly digest such difficult emotions. , healing the huge wound cut by the weak in his eyes who needed protection.

And Xia Youjie was thinking about Zenyuan Shier, the man with zero spell power but the most powerful body, the man who was clearly a non-magician but could kill Tian Nei Lizi in front of him, that... is clearly a routine The weak in the sense beat his man.

The boundary between the weak and the strong was blurred in his eyes, and there was chaos and emptiness.

His idea, which already had cracks, began to crumble.

The strong protect the weak, the magician protects the non-magician—but what if the protected object stabs the protector?