Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Ask a question, just finished the confession and haven't waited for a response, but the confession object just ran away in fright, throwing a completely unrelated stranger over, what should I do if the atmosphere is very embarrassing and staring at me?

Russian salted fish rice balls: Thank you for the invitation, now I just want to find out that coward who has turned into an ostrich [beep——] meal, so that he dares to escape again :)

The moment Fyodor's feet completely left the platform, there was a sound of mechanical gears snapping so subtle that only the body that had been blessed by the administrator could hear clearly.A silver and white roulette appeared that didn't match Dazai Osamu's outfit, and at the same time, gray-blue covered the world in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, the smoke and dust, which is so sparse that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, is suspended in the air with the black particles produced by the explosion, and does not wander with the breeze.Like a frozen picture, stagnant at this moment.

Fyodor also paused for breath, and urgently modified several permissions on the account. The feeling of weightlessness that was torn by gravity disappeared, and his body completely froze in midair.Except for being unable to leave a fixed point at will, it is not completely affected by the stop of time like other things.

Under normal circumstances, the gm account cannot cause harm to each other who are also administrators.But this is not a hard and fast rule. You only need to fine-tune a few data, and you can still be partially interfered in the "retrograde" time-stop field in an incomplete form.

Even if it is touched by the owner of the ability, it will not be released. At this moment, it is perfectly acting as the last barrier to prevent Osamu Dazai from falling.

Fyodor looked up at the helicopter standing above his head, and at Zhongya Zhongya who swooped down and also stopped in mid-air.There was an unconcealable horror on his expression, which even overwhelmed the raging anger deep in his pupils. The hat he had been wearing all year round was thrown behind him because of anxiety, and was frozen together with everything in the domain.

Fyodor sighed, then overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness.

It seems that the Hong Kong and black model workers are so anxious that they don't even want the body.

But this is not the point.

The point is, Shuji Tsushima is gone.

Just before the ability retrograde was activated, he forcibly disconnected himself, and now he has left the current world, and he doesn't know where he is nesting in a circle.

This can be regarded as a special induction between administrators, just like people marked as "special reminder" in social software.Shuji Tsushima's every move is very conspicuous to him, like a spotlight on his head in the dark night, it's hard to make people not pay attention to the dazzling light.

His departure was no accident.

The final scene of the script refers to the Reichenbach Falls duel, which is an easter egg they planted for this world that incorporates a copy of Conan.

The devil bewitched Dazai Osamu, the leader of Hong Kong gangster who "restored his memory", and both fell from the top floor of the burning Tokyo Tower.

At the moment when they embraced and escaped from this false world, Osamu Dazai was awakened by Zhongyuan who arrived in time.Using the bandages that had been loosened and strengthened around his body, he hooked a piece of steel that was broken by the explosion at the nick of time.

The demon, who was hugged by loneliness again, kept falling, and when his eyes met, the faint flame flickering in the depths of his wine-red pupils went out.The only light disappeared, and nothingness once again occupied this beautiful skin.He closed his eyes lightly, no longer looking at those kite-colored eyes that seemed to contain pity, and waited for the moment to come soon.

The scenery retreated rapidly, and the whistling sound continued until the bright red flowers swallowed him up.

It is obviously a very simple drama, everything is just a performance for others, and the so-called death is just a stage effect.Shuji Tsushima understood that he could not watch Fyodor silently and could only die alone with his arms in his arms.

There is no way they could turn their backs on each other.

On the tower, every word Fyodor said was not a lie.He didn't simply recite the lines, but nakedly analyzed the only truth that was hidden deep in his heart and wrapped in layers of camouflage and filth.There is nothing hidden, and it is openly displayed in front of him.

That is an emotion that ordinary people can't bear, and the seemingly fiery appearance is full of poisonous flames called stubbornness.

Like crushed rotten flowers, the juice dripped between their rotting bones, sucking flesh, thirsting for desire, and finally breaking through the heart that only beats when they embrace each other.

He couldn't understand what the feelings that only bloomed for himself were. After all, the word love was too ridiculous to put on them.

So Shuji Tsushima decided to implement the word coward, and fled before everything was concluded.

The result is that a certain Russian is now holding the original leader Zai, doubting life in mid-air.

Fyodor clasped his hands violently, being forced by his friend to release him even though he had read the script, he did not want to suppress his emotions any longer.He viciously pressed the unhealed wound of the person in his arms, blood gradually seeped into the skirt of his clothes, and the smell of rust spreading to the nasal cavity gradually intensified, successfully forcing out a muffled groan.

The warm body that was nestled in his arms became stiff. With the logout of a certain administrator, Osamu Dazai, who had regained control of his body, was captured by a sense of weightlessness in an unfamiliar embrace before he could understand the current situation.

The subconscious reaction of the body has already made the choice for him.

The ability to "retrograde".

In my memory, the last second I was in the chief room arranging a battle plan against Mimic, but the scene seamlessly switched to mid-air in an instant.His field of vision was blocked by the black clothing that was close to his eyelids. In addition to the faint fragrance of laundry detergent, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke occupied most of his olfactory nerves.

Enemy attack?or something else?

Osamu Dazai decided to stand still and at least understand the current intelligence before reacting.

My current identity is too sensitive, but few people in the outside world know the appearance of the new leader of Hong Kong gangsters. It is still uncertain whether the attack was aimed at him this time.

The arm clasped around his waist moved upwards, causing Osamu Dazai, who didn't like physical contact with others, to feel disgusted in his heart, and the pain that followed immediately confirmed the other party's undisguised hostility towards him.

Realizing that he had been exposed, he struggled to kick the man away, and the bandage covering his left eye was removed by half as the distance between the two opened, and the other end was tightly held in Fyodor's hand.

The eyes met, and the malice that was almost condensed into a solid body surged between the two.

"Majin Fyodor..." Dazai Osamu looked more solemn than ever, even ignoring the pain of the wound on his chest, he stretched out his hand to grab the throat of the Russian below him.

He noticed that although the clothes on his body were of the same style, they were actually not the ones he often wore after becoming the leader.The cuffs, hem, etc. became lighter, the pocket pistol and pocket knife hidden in the hidden pocket disappeared, and even the red scarf inherited from Mori Ogai was not hung around his neck.

The most important thing is that the tactility of the bandages wrapped around the body is completely different from before, and even the secret place has not been left behind, which has obviously been replaced.

Without his knowledge, someone replaced all of his outfits.

Although since the day he got the "book", the thick fog that shrouded Osamu Dazai's heart has never dissipated.For a goal that is enough to make him do everything, under constant self-force, he let everything go in the direction planned, carefully manipulating the chessboard, without exception.

But now there are variables.

"This is Tokyo..."

The devil was standing still in mid-air in an unexplained way, and I almost put all my weight on him.The two of them were at a height of [-] meters without any obstacles, and the end result after the fall would be nothing but bones.

Osamu Dazai paid attention to the red and white iron tower behind him. The side he was on had obviously experienced several explosions, and several platforms on the bottom floor were blown out of scorched black gaps.Hundreds of meters below the feet, a large number of police cars were parked together, surrounding a corpse that was so bloody that it was difficult to distinguish the human form.Not only the criminal police from the Metropolitan Police Department were in the crowd, but also a large number of public security police were dispatched together.

Surprisingly, there was no sign of the existence of any supernatural secret service or military police, not even a supernatural being.

At least it can be confirmed that the official forces did not confirm the identity of the people who caused the riots here, and they were only treated as ordinary terrorist attacks.

This is not normal.

The helicopter belonging to Hong Kong and Hei is stationary above his head, and the little man's ridiculous expression of panic, except for himself and the demon hovering in mid-air, there is no free-moving existence within sight.

It can be concluded that the cause of all this is the domain-type ability of time manipulation, a type of trouble that can only be eliminated by touching the person with the ability.But its scope is so wide that it can cover all of Tokyo. If it is recorded by the Supernatural Secret Service, the danger level is not lower than that of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

After all, time manipulation abilities are too rare. There are no similar records in Hong Kong and Hei, and there is no similar existence in the memory of Dazai Osamu in the main world...

In this way, the only breakthrough is the Russian who jumped from the tower and did not forget to grab him.

Dazai Osamu increased his strength in his hands, far exceeding his own strength, squeezing Fyodor's cervical vertebrae until they creaked, and they were about to shatter under the pressure of external force in almost a second.He was a little surprised at the changes in his body, his expression didn't waver at all, he just lightened his pressure very veiledly, and asked: "At this time, you should still be in Russia. Even if you come to Japan, you should go to Yokohama, not Tokyo."

"You really don't know how to read the atmosphere, Dazai-kun." Fyodor gripped the bandage in his hand, complaining hoarsely.

The strangled throat could not stop him from breathing, even if the cervical spine was broken and the head was separated, the administrator could immediately reshape the body.It's just that he didn't lower the pain value of this body, so he couldn't avoid the invasion of suffocation and pain.

"It's not necessary for you, is it?"

Dazai Osamu's murderous intent remained undiminished, staring at the opponent's fearless facial features, refusing to miss any micro-expressions that might leak information.It's a pity that Fyodor didn't hide his regret at all, and he didn't mind telling him the content of his plan, as well as his dissatisfaction after being forcibly interrupted.

He coughed twice to relieve the discomfort of being oppressed in his throat, and complained: "It's rare to die in love with a lover, and I was completely disturbed by you."

"..."

Hearing the all-too-familiar word "sacrifice for love" spit out from the most unlikely mouth, Osamu Dazai's heart skipped a beat for an instant, and a terrible conjecture gradually took shape.

It's already obvious.

There is no doubt that the mouse's so-called object of love is him, at least physically.The moment the two jumped off the Tokyo Tower while hugging each other tightly, something went wrong, and the body that had been occupied for more than 20 days finally returned to its original owner.

Osamu Dazai has noticed changes in his body since he woke up. The most intuitive thing is that the fatigue that has eroded him all year round has disappeared, and his limbs are a little stronger than before.Although the overall appearance is still the weak appearance of squatting in the office for a long time, he is quite shocked by the power contained in it.

He had a premonition that relying on the functions of this body alone, it would be no problem even if he encountered an enemy with a strong hand-to-hand combat level.

The second point is his vision that seems to have been blessed by supernatural powers.As far as the eye can see, even the wings of flying insects tens of kilometers away can be seen clearly.This kind of strengthening that completely surpasses the limits of human beings is absolutely impossible to achieve even with the hound's surgery.

The date in the corner of the big screen outside the shopping mall, the time schedule posted at the entrance of the movie theater, the calendar of a resident’s home seen through the glass window, the characters on the mobile phone screen of passers-by on the road... The rat of the dead house does not have the ability to completely change Tokyo. The date of the universe, the only possibility, points to the fact that it has been more than 20 days since his consciousness disappeared.

During this period of time, did some unknown existence occupy his body, or was he inadvertently brainwashed, and lost all memory after waking up?

Moreover, the term "sacrifice for love" only appeared after Osamu Dazai of the main world broke away from Hong Kong gangsters.The self who never left from the beginning to the end, not to mention looking for a beautiful woman to die in love, is so busy that he doesn't even continue the daily suicide game.

Fyodor has no reason to know this, unless he also has the memory of the main world.

I only learned everything because of the singularity caused by the disqualification in the world, how did the devil...

"Don't be so vigilant, Dazai-kun, it is your supernatural ability called 'retrograde' that caused the current situation." Sensing that the other party's thoughts are gradually confused, it is difficult to deduce things without knowing the identity of the administrator Fyodor simply no longer deliberately guided the truth, and directly revealed the truth.

Solve it as soon as possible, go back and settle accounts with his family's bandage actuary sooner.

"Before you die, let me introduce myself first." Fyodor raised the corner of his mouth with difficulty, put his free left hand on the front of his front, and covered the cloth stained with the blood seeped from Osamu Dazai's wound, posing most commonly when introducing himself pose.His breath was weak, and even though his face had already turned pale due to lack of oxygen, his words never trembled at all, "I am Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky, from your book The spied world."

I know everything about you.

"That's the end of the boring lies."

Osamu Dazai's fingertips twitched unnaturally, the worst guess was confirmed, completely overturning his plan.Compared with the demon in front of him coming from the main world, he prefers that the other party is like himself, and has obtained all the memories of the main world himself in some way.

After all, the world they live in is just a drainage ditch of the "book", which is too fragile to withstand the coming of the people from the main world.

He took a deep breath, and the strength of his fingertips gradually increased. The meaning of wanting to kill the opponent here was clear, "Stepping on such a dazzling stage in person is not like living in the style of a rat living in a sewer."

"Lies?" Fyodor suddenly sneered, his expression gradually becoming crazy, "Why do you think I'm lying?"

"Is it so difficult to accept that you and I are lovers in the main world?"

He stroked his lower lip suggestively, sticking out the tip of his tongue, moistening the lips that were already congested due to the appearance of the debugged data.His fingertips tapped something pointingly, and a slightly teasing look crossed his face.

That's where Osamu Dazai's lower lip was wounded.

"Or because, in the memory you got, there is no such thing?"

"..."

The face of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters suddenly became extremely ugly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. He wiped his stinging lips with his cuff in disgust. The blood seeped into the fine black coat and was swallowed by the deepest color.

Osamu Dazai really doesn't care about his health. After all, according to the plan, he only has four years left, so it doesn't matter whether he is healthy or not.

But that doesn't mean he can be indifferent to certain things.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you at all. I'll only do it when I'm sure it's my coquettish little black cat."

Fyodor deliberately glanced at Osamu Dazai's waist with ambiguous eyes, confirming that Osamu Dazai's waist, which was originally too slender and thin, had been successfully fattened up during this period of time. He was very satisfied with the results of his feeding, and his words were full of malice. Man hinted: "You don't mind if you borrow your body for others to use temporarily?"

Chief Zai: "..."

The self in the main world doesn't have much intersection with the devil in memory, and the two sides have been in a state of opposition from beginning to end.And a certain existence that Fyodor can identify as "Dazai Osamu" obviously cannot really be him in the main world.

But what this mouse is best at is brainwashing.

Osamu Dazai's breathing was messy, pretending to be dominated by anger, he seemed to be forcibly enduring something, and asked hoarsely, "What is your purpose?"

"It's just an experiment."

"So that's the case, the mouse in the dark is really hard to guard against, and I didn't think about this situation at all."

"Unfortunately, the correct answer is far from Dazai-kun's guess." Fyodor tightened the bandage wrapped around his right hand suddenly, dragging Dazai staggeringly.He was forced to bend down, and the hand holding the opponent's throat had to be released, and he turned to support his shoulders to stabilize his figure.

The hair hanging from the sideburns was blown by the light breath, and Fyodor put his lips close to Dazai Osamu's ear, and whispered softly: "Have you not realized that there are no so-called books in this world."

The "book" is related to the survival of this world, but it is so fragile that even writing a pen on it will destroy it.Since the reality has not collapsed, at least it means that the origin of this world is still intact.

There is no such thing as a book. Is it a different form?

Osamu Dazai has already noticed that his body has been strengthened. The so-called experiment is indeed the easiest thing to think of.

Using him as a body, he carried out an enhanced transformation similar to the hound operation, but the effect was far beyond the scope of ordinary transformation.I am the ultimate anti-supernatural power, and any supernatural power will be invalid in front of him, which naturally includes transformation surgery on supernatural powers.

The only possibility is...

"Could it be you?!" The most absurd possibility emerged, Osamu Dazai opened his lips slightly, and his body trembled slightly due to excessive shock.The lungs seem to have lost their proper function, and every breath seems to be in a quagmire, and what is fully exchanged with the blood is not oxygen, but something more bitter.

He never thought that the devil could be so crazy that he implanted the "book" involving the origin of the world into his body.

"This is just my trivial proposal." Fyodor whispered, "Dazai-kun, it is best to kill me in this world as soon as possible."

Young people are like snakes transformed into demons who persuaded Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, disdainful to cover up the wanton malice that grows in their hearts.Through the lips that can lure anyone willing to fall into hell, he clearly revealed his conspiracy in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Otherwise, he will do whatever it takes to get you."

The wish of the devil is to create a world without people with supernatural powers. The only way to completely solve the problem from the root is to use the "book" of this world.Now that the two worlds are merging and jointly strengthening the foundation, the use of "books" is no longer restricted, and all functions have been transferred to Osamu Dazai, and they are no longer dead objects.

But at the same time, the demons whose authority has not been opened in this world will feel it.The moment Fyodor left, all barriers disappeared, and he would be the first to know the fact that "Book" equals Osamu Dazai.

The pain in his chest has not yet subsided, Dazai Osamu clenched his lower lip, and the salty blood gradually spread in his mouth.He was silent for a long time before he found his voice, his tone was so dry that he couldn't even hear the original sound, "This kind of thing...it's ridiculous..."

Fyodor tilted his head deliberately, with an extremely innocent expression, exactly the same as a child who scolds his parents after doing something bad with good intentions.

"Obviously we've taken care of all your troubles, but in the world where you can become friends with Oda Sakunosuke, what's your dissatisfaction?"

"..."

The atmosphere froze for a while, and no one spoke for a while.

Not intending to waste any more time, Fyodor narrowed his eyes and decided to end this boring farce.He put away his joking posture, like a god who is high above and sympathetic to the world, looking down on all living beings.

"Dazai-kun, you are the only guardian of this false world, a retrograde doomed to fall into hell."

The BEAST line is a subordinate world attached to the main world, and the original power of the main world has already been captured by himself and Xiu Zhi.This means that in the eight trillion different worlds contained in the "book", the only people who can finally have the opportunity to obtain management authority are the two of them in each world.

In order to protect the world, Osamu Dazai will eliminate all unfavorable factors, and among them, Fyodor, the leader of the rats in the house of death, will naturally bear the brunt.

Wanting to use the administrator account is not free, but it is insignificant to him and Xiuzhi, and the two have never cared about these things.But for Osamu Dazai, who was unable to go to the upper world, the price was too heavy.

Because of this, Shuji Tsushima hesitated as early as when he was fighting Gide, and never really opened the authority unless it was a last resort.

——"Book" is the origin of the world, and the origin is the Osamu Dazai after obtaining authority, and Osamu Dazai is the "book".

He has completely broken away from the category of human beings, and as long as the world is not destroyed, he will always walk in it as an inhuman.

Can't really live, let alone die.And the only existence that is qualified to accompany him until eternity, will be excluded by him at the very beginning because of the opposite position.

The lonely eternal life is the cruelest punishment for Osamu Dazai.

"Please, try to struggle in this oxidized world."

The words that were both a curse and a blessing fell, Fyodor's indifferent expression faded away, and a mocking smile hung on his face unabashedly.He chuckled, and completely tore off the already loose bandages. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was unfamiliar with using the gm account for the first time, he forcibly covered it with his own authority, and replaced Osamu Dazai himself to remove the retrograde stop effect.

Nakahara Nakaya, who arrived in time, grabbed Dazai Osamu by the collar and forcibly threw him back to the high platform with his arms.The red light that shrouded his body did not dissipate at that moment, it paused for a moment like a delay, and then disappeared under the effect of disqualification in the world.

Fyodor closed his eyes and clutched the torn bandage tightly to his chest, as if rubbing his loved one into his flesh and blood.Under the torn feeling of weightlessness, welcome their sunset together.