Kazuki Matsushiro pushed open the door of the logistics team with a depressed expression on his face.

"I'm done selling fakes," he said with a stinky face, as if he could catch a colleague and come out for Mortal Kombat in a second, "It's better that Gojo Satoru is blackened, otherwise I'll show you blackened now."

A room of logistics staff turned their heads when they heard the voice, as if seeing a savior.

It was [-]:[-] p.m. when Matsushiro Kazuki left after finishing the formalities at the administration, and it was [-]:[-] a.m. when he arrived in Hawaii. He had just landed from the Honolulu International Airport when the flight information from the logistics team of the General Administration was sent. He sat waiting After finishing breakfast in the engine room, I flew back to the Administration after a nine-hour flight.

Coincidentally, it happened to be seven o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the gate of the Administration Bureau.

Fortunately, after applying for annual leave, buying a plane ticket to Hawaii was a spur of the moment. Otherwise, carrying a few kilograms of suitcases back and forth now, it would be better to let him die.

After that phone call last night, he sat with his eyes open until the plane landed.

No way, can't sleep.

A stomach that has not eaten for two days and two nights cannot be satisfied by a piece of bread and a bottle of cold water. The face of Wujo Wuna’s ancestor is lingering in front of him again. During the second half of the voyage, his mind is full of memories from the previous nightmare. In the picture, when Gojo Satoru tightly grasped his wrist, the protruding arc of his knuckles could not go away. The fingers were too hard, and the fingertips were a little bluish.

The time interval is too long, and the memory in my mind is inevitably brought with some artistic processing.

In the lingering scene, for a while it was the seven or eight-year-old Gojo Satoru who was holding his wrist, sometimes he turned into a teenager, and in the end, even the Gojo Satoru came out, three in a row Gojo Satoru stood together and squeezed his wrist.

His hands were cold, as if they had just been taken out of the refrigerator.Kazuki Matsushiro trembled, but he didn't shake it off, but woke himself up.

Well, I didn't react until I woke up.The cross-country flight was flying low, and the entire elbow of his left hand was just under the air vent, so he fell asleep in a daze, no wonder he had such a nightmare.

The nightmares he had once and twice were all related to Gojo Satoru, and he wondered if his ancestor cast some curse on him in the mission world.

Otherwise, he is an outstanding young man of the Administration Bureau who eats, smells, does, and is good. He always dreams of dying. What is the matter in front of the mission target?

It's a good thing he wasn't asked to take the psychological test for the task, otherwise his psychological quality would definitely give the General Administration a high-risk answer.

A group of colleagues in the logistics team regarded him as a savior, describing the mission as a hype.What is probably because Gojo Satoru in the mission was so red-eyed that none of the employees who went in could live to see the sun the next day.Whoever enters the mission world and whoever dies may be sent back to his hometown by the employees of Wujo Wu's crouching management office.

It's all the same, in their mouth, Wutiaowu is almost becoming a big demon king who blocks and kills Buddhas.

He doesn't know what this ancestor looked like, and how crooked it can go.It's better to say that Gojo Satoru wants to kill than to say he wants to kill.

Halfway through the vacation, he was called back to work again. It was the greatest kindness for him not to let the colleague in the logistics team who called him wash his neck and wait.

He's about to turn black, okay?

All the members of the logistics team are in mourning.

"It's fine, it's fine, take it away," Kazuki Matsushiro twitched the corners of his mouth while leaning against the delivery machine, "It's endless, it's me, and it's not you who will die later."

The eyes of the little girl in the logistics team who just died from the mission were even redder.

"Hey, that's not what I meant..." Kazuki Matsushiro was at a loss for a while.

He is most afraid of seeing other people shed tears, especially this is a girl who just died from a mission, "I mean it's going to be really black, and at worst I'll go in and fight with the black Wujo Satoru. There is nothing in our operation team that cannot be solved by a fight."

"Why are you crying? I went in to avenge you. I didn't send you to die."

The little girl smiled through tears.

Matsushiro Kazuki breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is that?" He thought for a while but couldn't remember the name of the logistics team employee who made the video call to him yesterday. He paused in embarrassment, and pointed at someone casually, "Yes, yes, it's just you, I want to ask you something."

The employee named by him came over without knowing why.

"I remember that my system is still being upgraded by the technical team next door. Is this going to be the end of the upgrade?" Kazuki Matsushiro thought for a while, "After the upgrade, I have to choose a more convenient identity to enter."

The world of missions is special, and many of the shells in the identity database of the headquarters are not conjurers, so it is inconvenient to be inside.

"Senior," the employee named by him collapsed when he heard these words, "There are too many dead people in our logistics team, and the transmission fusing procedure of the headquarters has been activated."

"Wait a minute..." Kazuki Matsushiro felt uncomfortable, "What mechanism are you talking about?"

"The circuit breaker mechanism," the employee thought he didn't know, hurriedly explained, "It means that when the death toll of the administration's employees in the same world reaches a certain limit, the circuit breaker program will be automatically activated and the world channel will be closed."

He does know this.

"Then how do I get in?" He questioned his soul.

"It's like this..." The staff explained conscientiously, "After the circuit breaker is activated, the new identity card cannot be entered. If you want to enter the world, you can only take the identity card that you have entered before. Senior, you are different from us. From all the identities you used before Just take one."

Matsushiro Kazuki:? ? ?

"No, wait?" He turned coldly behind his back, "What if all four of my identities declare death???"

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the newly planned commercial CBD in the city center.

This is probably a shopping mall parking lot that is halfway through construction. The yellow indicator lines on the ground are broken halfway through, and construction waste and bricks can be seen everywhere scattered all over the concrete floor.

On the half-built staircase, an illusory figure flickered and gradually solidified.

[Employee delivery is completed, the fixed-point coordinates are turned on,] the task delivery is completed, and the system starts the second self-inspection procedure, [Hello, system number APTX4869, sincerely serving you. 】

[P system, you just got this level when you leveled up? 】As soon as the electronic sound fell, Kazuki Matsushiro raised his eyebrows.

[Task flow,] The system's electronic voice is serious, and it can't be heard that it is behind the arrangement of the General Administration, [the new civilized regulations stipulated by the General Administration, said that it was not mentioned when it was found out and entered the task, and wages must be deducted. 】

[Hey,] Matsushiro Kazuki is happy, [What's going on with you guys, Cybertronics mentally retarded also engage in this kind of sex? 】

[I haven't asked you what's going on yet, yet.] The system sneered, [I heard that your elder brother Wujo Wu has become black, and you came back in the same class before leaving the Hawaii airport? 】

【... When we meet again after a long absence, can't you say something I like to hear? ] Matsushiro Kazuki choked, 【Your upgrade is above my heart, right? 】

[Who has reunited with you after a long time, I upgraded the blackening value detection plug-in,] APTX4869 rolled his eyes higher than the sky, [You should meet you again later, don’t be angry if you really blacken violent incident. 】

Kazuki Matsushiro was choked, so he could only take a look at the ground, turned down the unfinished stairs like a dexterous cat, and landed on the open space without a sound, without stirring up any dust.

He said nicely, what came in to avenge the little girl, at worst I would fight with the blackened Wujo Wu, but now if I really want him to fight, Wujo Wu will have to kneel on the ground and beg him not to die.

The person he brought into the mission was an ordinary person.

The logistics team didn't know how many lives were filled in this world, but they actually turned on the circuit breaker mechanism, and only registered identities could enter.

In the beginning, the logistics team approached him because he was in charge of Gojo Satoru. If he really became black, he would at least be an old man who had blocked a fatal blow for him with his previous identity. It clicked.

But he has never used this identity to contact Gojo Satoru.

Not once.

It is true.

What's even more sinister is that all four of his conjurers' identities reported their death information to the General Administration, and there was only one ordinary person left who was disheartened and held the ontology projection after completing the task.At that time, in order to eliminate the hidden dangers outside the world around Gojo Satoru, he also specially entered the identity of a scientist, but let alone know Gojo Satoru and a conjurer, this identity has nothing to do with the conjuration world.

According to his eyesight, there is a ruined wall as far as he can see, and the scratches on the building gaps are caused by the attack of some kind of magic or spell.

If ordinary people want to achieve this effect, at least they have to drive an excavator up.

According to the logistics team, whoever enters this mission will die, and important npcs are on the verge of blackening.

The good news is that he has entered the mission and talked to the system so many times, but he has not seen any signs of attack.

The bad news is that, if there was, he couldn't see it.

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

Instinctively, he subconsciously stood up and took a step back.

——The next second, there was a big hole in the place where he was just now, and it looked like it was blown away by some invisible thing.

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

[P Tong, you can't do that, can you? ] Kazuki Matsushiro was taken aback, 【I came in this time as an ordinary person, you sent me to the area where the curse spirit appeared? 】

[The coordinates are not up to me.] APTX4869 was also taken aback. [After the circuit breaker mechanism is activated, all pre-launch preparation procedures will be managed by the master controller. It stands to reason that you will be placed in the place closest to Wujo Wu. 】

Attacks do not wait for anyone, Kazuki Matsushiro narrowly avoided two attacks, dodging backwards and forwards with his good combat quality and prophetic combat awareness: [Hiss, I now know how to deal with the logistics team. 】

He now knows how those colleagues in the logistics team of the General Administration died.

As soon as you enter the task, you will face the attack of the curse spirit. If you are in the operation team, you can say that one or two members of the logistics team are all ordinary people with no power to restrain the chicken. The most common task when entering the world is to repair NPCs. I have never seen such a battle before, but I can't die as soon as I enter.

It doesn't matter if he comes in.

Although he is in the action team, he can't see anything, no one can beat the air.

This is also a ghost.

Under the circuit breaker mechanism, he can't see the magic spirit when he can come in, and his colleagues in the logistics team who can come in as a magician can't beat him.

It's a dead end, it's better to let Wujo Wu's blackened world be destroyed, so that he can go back and submit his resignation file, uninstall the system and take over.

As soon as the thoughts fell, there was a sound at the entrance of the parking lot.

At this time, who?

He turned his head in the direction where the sound came from, but before he could see it clearly, what came to him was the sound of flesh cracking, and a slightly cool liquid splashed around and splashed on his face.

Kazuki Matsushiro felt a pain in his forehead.

Across the bloody mist exploding in the sky, he met a pair of blue eyes. The color of the irises was as clear as a beautiful gemstone with reversed fire. A thin light source at the entrance was reflected surprisingly brightly by this point.A drop of blood hangs on the end of the slender white eyelashes in front of the blue pupil, like a crystal clear tear.

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