me, the protagonist

In appearance, the second coming god is closer to the gods in the Western system.

The misty and sacred hymn echoed faintly, the white feathers scattered in all directions, and the pure and flawless auspicious clouds.

Compared with the oriental gods who often appear in the image of compassion for all living beings and saving souls, He has a more severe sense of separation from people, and what impresses people may be more the majesty of God.

The god stands above the clouds, and it is impossible to see his true face.One can only guess whether he is looking down on all living beings at this moment.He was surrounded by golden light, so holy and dazzling that mortals couldn't look directly at it.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the holy light on him seems to be exactly the same as Yamabuki Sakura, and it is the same color system.And the light around the main god reminds people of Shinmi Teruhashi.

Saiki Kusuo: […]

Such details are not really necessary.

In short, the god looked down at the girl in front of him, and spoke slowly.

He said—

"Sakura, you're tweeting again, playing with your phone all the time will reduce your eyesight, take a break, okay?"

Yamabuki Sakura: "Not good. WIFI is installed in the port mafia headquarters, and the speed of the network is much faster than ours."

He even performed a pull step skillfully.

If Zhong Yuanzhong is also here, maybe he will feel a little comfort, and feel that it is not so embarrassing for the organization to be hacked.

In the future, they can say: the Internet speed in port mafia is faster than heaven, can you arm a detective agency?

Although it sounds unlucky to send someone off on the road, it also shows that the port mafia has strong financial resources and good treatment, and it also gives the organization a good face!

But obviously the god was not so happy, he remained silent.

Yamabuki Sakura: "Isn't it because you don't want me to go online, so you deliberately made the signal poor?"

God: "...No."

What was that suspicious pause!Are you going to lie?So stupid can also be hereditary?

The contrast of this god is obviously a bit big, no matter whether normal or abnormal people can't accept it quickly, the atmosphere becomes hard to describe.

Saiki Kusuo can testify that the minds of several people were completely blank just now.

He took a special look at the gentleman with a particularly long name.

Mr. Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky's eyes died.

Saiki Kusuo wanted to pat him on the shoulder and tell him it was okay.Because if he is a believer, he will feel broken when he sees God having this kind of adolescent father-daughter conflict family conversation.

Fyodor said nothing, his eyes wandering between the main god and the gods.

"How do you feel now?" Osamu Dazai lowered his voice to show concern for his mental state.Of course, it's hard to say whether there is more schadenfreude in it.

Unexpectedly, Fyodor actually answered.

He said: "Feuerbach is right."

His current mental activity is closer to that of the Gods of the East and the Gods of the West. It seems that both the Gods of the East and the Gods of the West are finished. It might be good if I try to get up.

[Very well, I hope you dare to think and do it. 】

Saiki Kusuo, who had just been rejected by the main god, pretended not to hear and sincerely wished him success.

Because Saiki Kusuo's world is still functioning normally, the main god cannot casually appear in front of people like a god.He could only undertake the task of explaining, and took a rough look at the scene:

People with magic spells, people with supernatural powers, people with science skills...

He said to Qi Mu: "There is still one superpower missing."

Saiki Kusuo pointed to himself.

Lord God: "... From other worlds, just find one."

[What is the reason? 】

Lord God: "I don't bother to think about the reason for this situation now, just teleport over here."

Lord God: "...Don't look at me with such a 'rotten' expression. "

The pink-haired esper disappeared.

A few seconds later, he and a man in a three-piece suit and black top hat returned to the space again.

Someone lowered his face and perfectly reproduced Saiki Kusuo's previous expression: "Isn't this a person with super powers?"

Saiki Kusuo: [? 】

The Lord God called up the records to compare, and he said, "You made a mistake. He is a person with supernatural powers. You can read minds, how can you find mistakes..."

Saiki Kusuo remained expressionless: [Who knows what he thinks is true or not, if it is also a code he adapted himself——]

The Lord God immediately changed his words: "...But it's not a big problem, let's leave it at that."

Saiki Kusuo: [...It doesn't surprise me at all that things have developed into what they are today in your hands. 】

Zhong Ye was suddenly brought by Qi Mu, and he was completely at a loss.

He first distanced himself from Qi Mu vigilantly and observed the situation on the scene, but he found that no matter what angle he looked at, he couldn't figure out what this strange combination was for.

Could it be that the Armed Detective Agency has finally gone crazy and wants to entangle bad male high school students and staff to dominate Yokohama?

Zhong Ye looked down and found that the promising main idol of their club was also here, and his heart shuddered.

He went over nervously, wanting to ask her if she was supposed to participate in the competition at the Performing Arts Building, why she appeared in such an inexplicable place, and wanted to remind her to keep close to him and not act without authorization before the situation was unclear.

As a result, he moved halfway in the air, and the scene in front of him suddenly flipped and turned into a conference table.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, and found that he had sat on a chair at some point, and other people in the field were also sitting around this conference table as if they were going to hold some kind of meeting.

An old man with a golden halo on his head sat in the first place. He glanced around at the crowd and folded his hands to prop up his chin with a serious expression:

"Anyway, that's how it is."

other people:……

"Oh, that's right," the Lord God remembered again: "Ask if there are no atheists here? If there are, you can overcome them yourself."

Saiki Kusuo glanced at Fyodor: [It didn’t exist before, but now it does. 】

"Enough!" Nakahara couldn't take it anymore, he got up and slapped the table: "What's the situation now? Is the bastard Dazai the fault of you... Ah forget it, anyway, quickly remove this ability!"

Chuya Zhongyuan has a busy job and is anxious to go back to work overtime.

"Mr. Xixue, please calm down. The current situation may be a little bit complicated..." Xia Youjie tried to smooth things over. He and Zhong Ye had met several times on the underground LIVE, and they felt that the other party was quite nice. .

"For some reason, though, he became a person with supernatural powers."

Except for Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei, the rest of the people had more or less spoken a few words in Yokohama, and sometimes stood in front of and behind the queue.At that time, everyone pretended to be ordinary. They were office workers and high school students.

As a result, until now, everyone has more or less understood the status quo.

Dude, the urban legend is by my side.

When one or two "urban legends are actually me", I don't feel it. When I find out that the people around me are all actors with "stunt skills", I suddenly feel that the world is sinister and unpredictable.

In contrast, only Toru Amuro felt a little relieved: it wasn't that he didn't say anything, it was because the undercover identity had to be kept secret.

And compared to some conjurer with superpowers, he is just an ordinary "undercover + undercover + undercover" luxurious undercover PLUS!

Thinking about it this way, the sense of moral guilt disappears at once.On the contrary, it also produced a kind of mental burden.

He showed a forced smile: "Can you please stop calling your screen name in reality?"

The ID of "Today's Snow Snow" is well-known in the Yamabuki Sakura fan circle. He is not only rich, but also very capable. He usually helps with organization and planning. Everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Snow Snow.

When everyone uses their screen names to match each other, this ID is not only okay, it even looks extraordinarily elegant among a bunch of weird nicknames.But out of a specific environment, it seems extremely shameful at once.

Saiki thought about Kai Teng Shun, who called himself "Wings of Darkness" and was cleaned by his mother who dug out the book full of self-setting from under the bed and studied it carefully, and he thought it was okay.

Qi Mu also has a good impression of Zhong, and still remembers the kindness of the other party who volunteered to replace him in the underground LIVE performance.This is also one of the influencing factors for him to choose Nakahara Chuya between Misaka Mikoto and Yifang Accelerator.

Before the situation got out of hand, Qi Mu, who was the protagonist of the Tucao campaign, stood up with a deadpan expression and said concisely:

[Things are more complicated, let me explain briefly: the world you were originally in was destroyed, and only the place you were in was stitched into this world of Japan. 】

The Lord God nodded in agreement: "That's the thing, do you have any other questions?"

No one spoke.

No one doubts whether this is the kingdom of heaven and whether the person in front of him is a "god".

There is a natural law-like ability of the world in the righteous god. When he descends in front of people, those who are lucky enough to see the god will not have any doubts.Because as long as you take a look, you will immediately have an unquestionable certainty in your heart.

Just like the sun rises from the east, the sea is blue.He is a god, and the rules of the world are like this.

But believing that the other party is a god does not mean that they can accept changes in the concept of time and space.

No matter what kind of person, the focus is often on concrete things.For example, what to do and what kind of person to become. "Time" and "space" are fixed concepts for human beings. One minute is equal to 1 seconds, and 60m² can only accommodate a standard cube.

No one will set the goal of life as "making 1 minute into 61 seconds", or "fitting two standard cubes into a space of 1m²".

Except for those who study physics or the occult, human beings rarely accept changes in such fixed concepts.

The main god's eyes moved to the distance, and Yamabuki Sakura was still talking with the god.They may be talking about the collapse of their own world, and Yamabuki Sakura's always bright face can even see a little seriousness and anxiety.

The Lord God sighed, and He floated up again with the auspicious cloud, and with his five fingers closed, the space around him was no longer pure white.

Countless stars and dark light poured in like quicksand, constantly filling and expanding.The dazzling white light disappeared, and the stars of different sizes shone brightly in the dark sky, emitting soft light.

The neon-like nebula composed of hundreds of millions of stars and the ring galaxy composed of bright blue stars are slowly growing and disappearing at a speed that cannot be detected by the naked eye.

This is like a dream so beautiful that it is unreal, in this seemingly quiet and vast universe.And in this tranquility, changes that cannot be measured even with exhaustive counting units are happening.

The star, the sun, which is 130 million times larger than the earth, is also a planetesimal too small to be recognized.Whether it is human beings, whales or microorganisms, they are all equally small under such a grand narrative, without any difference.

Some people stared in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking.

"There are countless worlds in this world."

The Lord God spoke without warning, breaking the tranquility: "Every world is centered on a certain person and operates according to its own logic."

"This is the premise."

According to the logic of the world, some worlds are a process of continuous tempering and final growth;

In some worlds, there are various superpowers for advanced battles of wits and courage;

Other worlds test intelligence and imagination, follow Chekhov's laws*, and are full of bombs and murders.

"The logic of the world is actually a kind of thinking." The Lord God further explained: "It's like when you hear a scream, what will you think of immediately?"

"Curse spirit?"

"Homicide case?"

"A traitor being interrogated?"

[I found a cockroach in the bag after eating the potato chips left over from the previous day, alive. 】

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at Qi Mu who said the words of tiger and wolf expressionlessly.

This is really an unimaginable path.

Saiki Kusuo: [Generally speaking, it’s not normal for you to think so bloody, right? 】

The logic of the world can probably be understood as such a way of thinking, just like soldiers who have just come off the battlefield will mistake plastic bags on the road for mines.

Each world operates according to its own logic without interfering with each other.

"Logic is the backbone of the world, and if this logic is destroyed, the world ceases to exist."

The Lord God flicked his five fingers upwards, and the magnificent cosmic landscape disappeared.They returned to the pure white space again.

"What Sakura's world is going through has actually happened in your world, but you don't know it."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes fell on Yamabuki Sakura not far away, and he quickly retracted: "What happened to her world?"

None of the people present were simple people, and after some VR educational films were shown, they quickly began to accept and understand.

"What does 'her world' mean? With the new information, Toru Amuro's logic was quickly reborn, and he even began to ask enthusiastically: "Did Yamabuki come from another world?" "

Saiki: ...

Is there really nothing wrong with it?

What kind of logic is needed to set up a hero who is dedicated to being an idol in the bloody battle series!

The Lord God waved his hand, and the scene in front of him changed again.

This time it was a small town full of cherry blossom trees. In spring, the flowers are in full bloom, and there are pink clouds everywhere. The petals are swirling and falling in the wind, just like a rain of cherry blossoms.

The kind-faced old lady walked slowly on the side of the road, the soft-furred three-coloured cat yawned, and went to the other side of the road after the red light turned green.

That kind of stable and peaceful atmosphere is like fine wine, even if you haven't smelled the scent of cherry blossoms, you will become lazy.

Everyone watched Sakura Yamabuki in a sailor suit persevere, carrying a dog back and forth at the intersection of traffic lights more than a dozen times, and even Gojo Satoru, who likes to pursue excitement, didn't feel irritated.

The dog has a good temper.Sakura Yamabuki carried it across the road, and it ran to the other side of the circuit and wagged its tail at Sakura Sakura Yamabuki.So the girl ran back to help the dog again.

One person and one dog were in a stalemate for a long time, and the dog finally felt that he was still not as good as her dog, so he could only cross the road that he hadn't planned to cross, with his tail between his eyes and tears in his eyes.

Sakura Yamabuki thought she had done a great job and went to school happily.

"Ah, why is she even more stupid than I thought?" After watching "Sakura Yamabuki's Daily Life Broadcast", Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue and commented, "With this skill, I can exorcise fifty super-class curses." spirit."

Matsuda Jinpei didn't say anything, but he calculated in his mind that this time would be enough time for him to dismantle as many C4 plastic, plastic, explosive, and bombs as half a room.

Toru Amuro: Well...half a day is enough to solve two murder cases.

Saiki Kusuo who can hear everyone's voice: ...

If you have to choose someone to stay, perhaps Yamabuki Sakura, who is also a daily fan, is more suitable.

That said, some of the world's jaggedness.

"I see."

Toru Amuro took out his glasses from somewhere, ticked the pen on the notepad, wrote "World A" behind "Sakura Yamabuki", looked up and asked the Lord God: "It is equivalent to that we are all in a different world now ?"

"Not exactly. The story stages of "Mihua Town", the two magic schools, and the second "Yokohama" were directly transplanted into this world. "

The eyes of the Lord God swept over the relevant personnel one by one: "Because generally speaking, the places where your main activities will be concentrated in one city."

""usually? Osamu Dazai put his hand in the windbreaker pocket, his face was still calm, but his eyes were a little curious: "Is there any unusual situation?" "

Yes!

Three words open the box of God.

The Lord God took a glance and found that the people from the power user camp were not there, so he felt relieved and boldly began to cry:

"Originally, I only refined the story stage of Zuo Ribu Town, but the city map is relatively easy to make, and it doesn't matter if there are one or two more. But, but!"

The main god's emotions gradually became agitated: "Someone from the academy city ran to Italy from Japan!"

"I activated all the systems to draw Venice for him overnight, and we drove out the motorboats one by one."

"When he leaves Italy, those pictures will be no good, and basically unusable. That's fine. Who knew that after he went to Italy, he would go to Eastern Europe, France, Hawaii, Britain, Russia, and the Arctic Ocean!"

"We just worked overtime to build the London Eye, Big Ben and the Arc de Triomphe, and the white bears on the Arctic Ocean haven't finished coloring yet."

Lord God is sorry.

Although he had regrets when he was working overtime, it was never this strong!

What's wrong with the battle, the battle is amazing?

Not to mention the fighting scenes, after the battle, there are only broken walls left, and even a slightly complete brick cannot be found.

The Lord God was puzzled, "Why are the buildings in your Zhanfan so brittle? I was just kidding when someone smashed through four or five office buildings. You go to Zuoli Town and hit your head against the wall. If there is a crack on the wall, God will let you when……"

Central Plains was also silent.

He seems to understand why Yamabuki Sakura's school can't be bombarded with any weapons.

"Ahem, digressing."

Realizing his gaffe, the Lord God cleared his throat:

"In short, because the stitching of different worlds was too hasty, you failed to fully integrate the logic of this world. Now there is a small problem, and it is already being repaired, so don't worry."

"What does 'stitching' mean, in fact, that some of the things we know probably came from other worlds? "

The Lord God nodded: "Yes."

"No wonder," Gojo Satoru stroked his chin thoughtfully, "It seems that the urban legend of "supernatural powers" has not been around for a long time, so I wonder why there is so much information. "

The Lord God flipped through the information and agreed: "It is true that people with supernatural powers are not products of your world."

Nakahara Chuya then asked, "What about Academy City?"

"That's not it either."

Someone asked: "What about the FBI and the Black Organization?"

"Uh, this word is your world itself."

Toru Amuro: "...Oh."

The author says:

Lord God: "Why do you look so disappointed?"

Toru Amuro: "Not really."

*Chekhov's Law: Every element mentioned in a story should appear later, otherwise there is no need to mention it.For example, if there is a gun in the first act, the gun will go off in the third act.It is used here to refer to some description techniques that the world of Conan never gives meaningless shots

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