With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

Gojo Satoru did not show up for a long time, and the magic circle almost lost his news.

Clouds hang over.

It seems that the head is placed and fixed under the blade, and the owner of the head begins to be in fear, for fear of a gust of wind, or because the machine holding the knife is rusted or the person who manipulates it is temporarily slack, there is a half-point error, and then, the blade falls and dies. Down.

There is no doubt about the strength of Zhizhi.

From Fu Heihui's mouth, the oppressed monster whose breathing became a luxury was cultivated and manufactured by that seemingly harmless boy.

"It's like a balance."

"There are five enlightenments in the magic world, so Zhizhi was born."

And one of the two protagonists in question is eating desserts leisurely, and is pulling the five purlins who don't like these sweet and greasy foods.

"So why don't you try this, glowing strawberry."

"...just the syrup that's been poured on it looks shiny in the light."

It was a completely incomprehensible answer.

Gojo Satoru, who took off the blindfold and took off the high school uniform, and his face that doesn't change much, at first glance looks like a freshman entering university. Of course, it would be better if his expression is not so exaggerated.

He said he was going to deal with this incident, but Gojo Satoru didn't take any action. Instead, he took Wu Tiaolin to visit all the shops in the food festival that was held recently in just a few days.

"Because if I had to choose a place for a date...it would only be those traditional old shops where the smell of decay is soaked in every corner."

"I can't stand for a second."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, then popped out his index finger to make a one.

"...So Wu Jun is not worried at all that he will lose to me in handling this matter?"

Wu Zilin stared at the takoyaki on the stall in front of him, which became darker in color every time it was flipped, and asked casually.

"What are you thinking... how could you beat me?" Gojo Satoru said the most confident words in the most casual tone.

Wu Tiaolin raised his eyes and glanced at him, "...Actually, this is the best way."

"Eh?"

Gojo Satoru expressed doubts in his tone, but his expression was still casual.

He can more or less guess what Wu Tiaolin wants to say, but Wu Tiaowu still wants to hear Wu Tiaolin say it himself.

Maybe... this is also a little bit of Gojo Satoru's little hobby.

After all, there are not many words about the five purlins on weekdays.

Five Purlins: "... If Lord Wu doesn't show up, the magic world will be in chaos."

"If you mess up, you can take the opportunity to change the situation, right?"

Gojo Satoru will indeed deal with this incident, but he also intends to take the opportunity to change everything at present.

... After all, this is a very, very good opportunity.

Gojo Satoru seldom fights for something, after all, his degree of genius and the aura surrounding him since birth are enough to make him not need to have any desire or longing for anything.

Really want to say, why did he suddenly want to change all this.

Probably because of the five purlins.

Just because of the five purlins.

"If you think so, let's think so~" Gojo Satoru broke the topic with a smile.

And the plot is also developing in the direction he calculated.

……

"After all, I am helping."

The black-haired youth, the real screenwriter, lay leisurely on the lawn.

Because he hadn't basked in the sun for too long, he looked up at the sunlight in the sky and felt it was dazzling.

So he... took out his sunglasses.

system:……

【...Host, the plot you wrote is too simple and crude. 】

The system finally couldn't help complaining.

[I just synthesized the characteristics of the characters and pointed in a direction. Actually, it is not simple at all. 】

Shen Daishu took off his glasses slowly, and then put on sunglasses.

His demeanor didn't change much, which made the system wonder whether the so-called "glasses bondage" he said was real or just a joke.

But what he showed before, glasses can indeed affect his state.

The system looked at the glasses he had put aside casually, and became very curious, and had the idea of ​​taking them to scan them.

It hadn't attacked before because it was linked to the spiritual consciousness of the God Generation Bundle after all, and the danger factor of this host was too high, so it didn't dare to do it without knowing it.

Moreover, the insomnia of Shendaibund is very serious, and the quality of sleep is not good, so the system is even more difficult to attack.

But now is definitely a good time to...

The corners of Shindai Tsun's lips curled up almost inaudibly. Although his brows were furrowed under the cover of sunglasses, he still continued in a calm tone: 【It doesn't matter whether it's wonderful or not, just like my comics Same, bad plot, no bright characters... Do you know why its response is not bad? 】

The system is silent.

It can't solve this problem.

Shindai beamed a smile, 【It is indeed embarrassing for you to ask this question. 】

The system felt that it was severely despised.

It made a decision and quickly downloaded the cheat book of Yin-Yang Weiqi [-]-strike combo, and when it was about to fight back, it saw that Shen Daishu had fallen asleep.

The rise and fall of his chest was accompanied by the sound of steady breathing, as if the quality of sleep was not bad.

The system didn't bother him.

After all, according to the data, disturbing a person's sleep will result in a [-] times critical hit. It silently aimed at the glasses beside Shendaishu...

strange!

too weird!

Countless items of data on the system panel showed that those were just extremely ordinary glasses.

Even the style is still popular three or four years ago, and now the old-fashioned glasses have long been eliminated.

The system is very, very puzzled.

Could it be... Shendaishu has been lying to it? !

With the wind blowing across his cheeks and ears, the expression of the black-haired young man looked serene and calm, which was rarely seen in the system.

But the system now only has the only conclusion that the gods have deceived it.

"Your target...isn't "I", or in other words, the "plane". "

The voice of the god generation beam is calm.

The system is silent.

Although it panicked at this moment.

...Sure enough, it was still noticed.

"It's irreparable if you don't talk." Shindai Tsun took off his sunglasses and put on those glasses again, "System, you're still too impulsive. I wanted to act with you for a while longer."

He no longer even mentally communicates with the system in his head.

【…】

"You don't need to ask when you found out... If you really want to say it, I guessed that you have other plans from the moment you told me that my deposit can only be transferred in equivalent value and cannot be fabricated out of thin air."

"If this is really just a game world, why do you even need a one-to-one "game currency"? "

Shendaishu chuckled, full of sarcasm.

He seldom shows his aggressiveness, and most of the time he has a gentle look, but at this time his expression is like when he said that all this is a "game" for him, even the lips Still smiling, but his eyes are as deep and indifferent as an abyss.

"...Let me guess what you want." He said, making a distressed expression.

The system continues to play dead.

At this moment, it finally admitted that Shendaishu's assessment of danger was based on evidence.

"...It's because I escaped death."

He spoke of his true hidden ability, speaking in a relaxed, casual tone.

The system finally spoke when it heard him say the word "death".

[...Actually, I don't know why I need a host. 】

[After all, the host is the human being that this system has seen, and behaves most like an ordinary person. 】

God generation is short-sighted, cares about his savings, and will replace his residence with green plants, just because it is said on the Internet that fresh air is good for the human body.

He can't cook, but he can make do with the menu.

I will struggle with what to eat every day, I will rush to draft the night before because of the impending delay, I will buy couple slippers in order to buy one get one free...

If it weren't for the glasses he created, which seemed miraculous to him, the system really couldn't figure out how he was not like an ordinary person.

……wrong.

[It is abnormal because it is too normal. 】

The system suddenly realized.

He has repeatedly emphasized that he is just an ordinary person...but would anyone really emphasize that.

Shindai Tsun just smiled, "Role-playing is really fun, isn't it, System."

"I've already given you a hint."

Shindaitsu pressed the center of his eyebrows a little tiredly.

...is a good impression.

That countless fifty.

But there is still one less than fifty... The system just counted here, Shendaishu said: "So the system is still a system after all, a dead thing made of data."

The black-haired young man stood up, put away his sunglasses, wiped off the grass leaves and dirt on his body, and walked towards his residence.

The system fell silent again.

[But it's okay. 】

After the system was silent for a long time.

Shinyosuke used a tone he had never used before, even a bit sweet, and he dragged a drawn-out ending with a smile, [Because it's fun, so I will continue to play. 】

Besides... In fact, he really didn't guess much.

Yes, that's right, the system is a dead thing after all, even if it is set to be real, it is difficult for the gods to peep and inquire about any "secrets". vague answer.

...Although this answer is also obtained from the simple and rude elimination method without thinking.

The system wants to get information and information about "him" from him too much. How can a system have so much curiosity and desire to explore the host, especially when he uses glasses as bait, the system is actually hooked...

So, what is there for a normal ordinary person to pay attention to.

Then... What's the point of a tool man who works hard to do tasks seriously and obediently.

Then only "he" is left.

...is very simple and crude.

But the system will definitely think that he is very powerful.

As for the glasses, they were really important things to him, but to anyone else, they were just a pair of old-fashioned, old-fashioned glasses that didn't serve any purpose.

He raised his hand to touch the glasses frame. If he felt the scratches on it carefully with his fingertips, he could clearly feel the direction and thickness of each scratch... and the subtle unevenness.

Shendaishu suddenly missed his own world.

And the uncapped pen.