Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 35 Fujimaru-san is not good at words

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ps: It is better to use all of you is all of me as bgm in this chapter
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"Looking through the history, you will know that the fierce ghosts and the Bajia of Sheqi have the same origin in essence. Our roots lead to the blood of that great existence. Some of us will turn into noble mixed-race elites, and some will degenerate. For a despicable ghost, this has nothing to do with belief or ego, it's just a simple and cruel selection."

The girl on the platform spoke the opening words calmly, but some people present frowned, because they knew what the girl said was right.

Hybrids are the hybrids of dragons and humans, and more than 90.00% of hybrids in Japan come from one of the two most honorable kings among dragons——White King.

King Bai's bloodline is almost comparable to that of the original king, and naturally he is more noble than the four monarchs.This is the mystery of the Japanese mixed race, which is unknown to the outside world. With this advantage, Japan is actually the land with the most outstanding mixed races in the world, and countless monsters have been bred in this place.

But this advantage will inevitably bring persecution. The powerful dragon blood means that it can more easily erode human genes. The hybrids who can survive will become the elites of the world, and those who cannot survive will degenerate into "ghosts".

The ghosts are such a group of people, they are cursed by the noble blood, not only the body, but also the soul!Born as a ghost, but also longing to fall from this point, let the blood trace back to the source, and finally transform into a dragon!
Fujimaru Tachika captured everyone's expressions, even the several Patriarchs seemed to frown, hesitating whether to step forward to stop her from continuing.

Because they must have thought about this issue after reaching this position, and naturally came to a conclusion——

The fierce ghosts cannot be killed.

"They are like our shadows, and no one can kill their own shadows, so even after a thousand years have passed, we have not completely wiped out the existence of the fierce ghosts!"

The girl continued to speak, revealing the cruel reality without giving everyone time to react.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the evil spirits that were once despised have gradually turned into the lingering shadow of the Bajia of Snaki, and turned into a "curse" that seems irresistible. It seems that as long as you stop the killing knife and ask yourself, you will find that it is An endless nightmare."

The voice rose from low to high, like a siege hammer hitting the psychological defense of the people present.

"We may have to ask ourselves, why can we do what we haven't been able to do for thousands of years?"

It was dead silence.

It was as if a large army confronted each other with the sound of drums and thunder, and densely packed warriors charged at each other with knives and halberds and fell down, leaving only the bloody dust and dead bodies on the battlefield. object, it is difficult to move.

They could have deceived themselves, and just spent their lives as law enforcement officers and members of the family under the orders of the patriarch, working in a mediocre way until they grew old, or holding a broken samurai sword and dying in front of the demons. Under the minion, he drove west with the family's pension, leaving the target to the younger generation.

But at the moment when the truth was revealed, everyone couldn't help but feel depressed, because they not only couldn't see the moment when the fate ended before they died, but now they didn't even think about it after death.

No one blamed the girl for her harsh words, but the atmosphere at the scene undoubtedly sank to the bottom at this moment. Several Patriarchs clicked their tongues secretly, and Patriarch Sakurai tightened his shoulders even more, his beautiful face was full of chills.

She who is running in the business world doesn't know that it is difficult to recover the morale that has been hit. Now that the situation makes her go up to speak, she doesn't know what to say.

She turned her head to look at the several Patriarchs around her. Patriarch Miyamoto's expression was also serious, but she always felt that he seemed to trust that girl more than herself. Why?Just because he personally analyzed the abnormality of the girl's genetic sequence?

Patriarch Inuyama was even more strange. He didn't seem to have doubted the girl's strength from the beginning to the end, and just watched happily like a tolerant elder.

Why are you?Fujimaru Tachika is your illegitimate daughter?
Patriarch Sakurai couldn't take it anymore, she let go of her arms and tried to stand up, forcibly interrupting the breathless atmosphere.

But at this very moment-

"Why are you bowing your head?"

What broke the silence was a simple question.

Everyone was taken aback, looking left and right instinctively.

"Ask again, why are you bowing your head?"

The girl's voice was loud and clear, like the morning dew falling from the leaf buds and ripples in the middle of the pond, like a storm blowing over the green grassland. She trampled the ground vigorously and took a step forward. The vibration of the sound turned into a signal and was amplified by the operational amplifier circuit. , and eventually reached everyone's ears.

"This is obviously the place that should be answered? Why can we do it? Isn't the answer very simple?"

The girl's natural tone attracted everyone's attention, and the eyes were attracted by the air accordion transformed into the girl's hands, and they couldn't move away.

"Why can we do things that we haven't been able to do for thousands of years? Wrong! It is precisely because this hatred has lasted for thousands of years that we can win!!"

It was as if Cheng Butang caught the loophole in the opponent's words, as if Makoto Naogi's bullet had been loaded, and the sonorous and powerful words were like a knife tearing the air before it, easily sweeping the audience.

"Thousands of years are definitely not our humiliating past, proof of failure. On the contrary, it is the precipitation of history, the weight of the long river, and the chance of victory watered by countless warriors with their lives and blood!"

"Thousands of years ago, we bathed in the blood of the Dragon King like the ghosts. We bit and tore each other, and killed each other in a primitive and barbaric way!"

"Time goes by, and the piled lives are countless. We formed an organization to drag the evil spirits to the abyss of hell more efficiently!"

"Then, we expanded the scale, and each generation of "emperor" led us to knock down the ghosts to the ground again and again, so that the people on this land would be spared from disaster!"

"We have experienced heavy blows, and we were once close to the brink of destruction, but we have all survived. Thousands of years later, we are now—"

The girl's mouth is like a machine gun, and her body movements are exaggerated and intense.

"Genji Heavy Industries is our base, a towering building standing in the center of Tokyo. We demonstrate our power and power under the sun, but the monster that once sucked the stinky blood with us has hidden in the corner of this city. Why?"

"The answer is very simple. The development of the millennium has widened the gap between us! Now we have Kaguya Hime, who can monitor all the movements of this city at all times. As long as someone accesses the Internet, we will be aware of setting a trap and catch them all. "

"We have never had enough personnel, as long as we fight head-on, we can stuff guns and samurai swords into the dermatitis of those evil spirits!!"

The vulgar words surprised and delighted these rough men, some blushed and downed a bottle of Yamazaki vodka, waved their arms and shouted "Hello!"And it was this opportunity that Fujimaru Tachika seized. She easily grasped the moment of rising emotions, her eyes shifted, and she turned to the side of the stage——

"We have Patriarch Sakurai! The huge business empire provides us with a steady stream of funds, and the rain of gold allows us to build military forts one after another, expand personnel, strengthen equipment, and reserve combat power!"

"We have Patriarch Miyamoto! The giant of technology is the sword in the stone to our victory! The reason why we can't completely eradicate the fierce ghosts is because we have no way to stop their birth, but that is in the past! Now Snake The genetic engineering of Bajia can already detect the proportion of dragon blood before giving birth, and can realize the improvement of genetic defects after birth! Eradicating the ghosts is no longer pure despair!"

The two patriarchs were confused. They were originally just guests, people in power who were far away from the people present, and pioneers who were far away from their hearts. What they usually get is awe, fear, and trepidation. Bow, when did you get such a fiery gaze?
His eyes were red and his face was flushed, as sincere as seeing his reborn parents.

They didn't even realize that this was the girl's casual gesture of favor, and they were easily infected by the emotions of the crowd, falling into thinking and silence.

Before the speech stopped, the girl stretched out her hand to another Patriarch, speaking fiercely.

"We have Patriarch Inuyama! He provided us with pleasing Yingying Yanyan! Provided us with a psychedelic wonderland that is enough to linger after a life-and-death struggle. The peach blossom garden that rests from time to time! It is the bottom line that we must protect with our lives!"

The voices of the male law enforcement officers could no longer be suppressed, and they waved their hands and fists into the air to vent their approval as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

But for some reason, even some female family members followed suit and screamed.

The sinusoidal curve formed by enthusiasm was approaching the top, and the girl also quickened her pace, closed her arms and clenched her fists to give a strong emotional signal, and randomly stretched out a finger with a grim expression on her face.

"The ancestors built an empire on this land, which was conceived by sincere ideas and dedicated to noble ideals. Under the scorching sun called ideals are the cold shadows of fierce ghosts, crawling and fleeing. villains!
This is a holy but bloody, cruel but inescapable civil war that has lasted for thousands of years!To test whether we or any samurai beholden to the family can live long, proudly, proudly!

Generations of heavy chains that bind us to each other, break it!
cut it off!Cut it!minced!
Not the past, not the future, but now!Let our generation end the millennium-long hatred with our own hands, with the sword in our hands, with the blood flowing in our chest! "

Pointing to the sky, the girl's red hair is like a scorching sun under the light!Ignite the soul of every audience!

The tone was suppressed, and the atmosphere plummeted, but then there was a pause, and the topic changed.

The heart is like a drum of thunder, and the blood is poured into the whole body. The girl is like a knight who is about to end in a western drama, chanting at a high speed like a swan song!
"If you don't have the confidence to do it, then believe in your companions! Believe in the predecessors who are still fighting on the front line! Believe in those ancestors who gave their lives for this magnificent and vast journey! Believe in the long history piled up The tower of Babylon will eventually lead to the sanctuary above the clouds! And I would like to be a drop in the ocean of that victory!"

"I'm not good at words, so I use actions to prove myself. I happened to be two and a half minutes late, so I used this as self-punishment to perform a "first shot"!"

"Fujimaru Tachika, OK きまーす (attack)!"

After saying that, the girl threw down the microphone, took the samurai sword that she had ordered to bring, and held the handle of the knife to lay the blade flat.

Facing the eyes of the crowd, she walked a few steps, and the crowd in that area would break up. People were not afraid, but were simply aroused by curiosity and excitement. What can be done, what to perform.

I saw that Fujimaru Tachika finally stopped in front of "a tall tower".

It's literally a tower, but it's essentially glass bottles of beer.

Started from the ground, layer by layer, and finally surpassed the average height of everyone present, staying at a height of about two meters.The dark brown glass bottles are piled up in rows, just like the appearance of Genji Heavy Industries, that tall columnar building that is deeper and darker than any building in the dark night.

The girl held the mouth of the sheath with her left hand, pressed her little finger, wiped the left belt, and pulled her left elbow back, completing an impeccable sheath pull.

Inuyama Ka, who had been silent in the back row, finally opened his eyes wide at this moment, showing surprise.

hiss.----

Inhale, adjust your breath.

The girl has never gone deep into kendo professionally, and in her previous life she didn't have such a great talent to master these things in addition to fists and kicks, but the girl in this life is different.

Her power of observation has inherited the vast experience of her previous life, and her body has been honed for more than ten years to achieve perfect control. Although she has only seen it once in this life, she is sure that she can reproduce it.

The fierce ghosts, the colored glaze in the wind, drew their swords and slashed.

Immediately put the chest on the knee, hold the knife horizontally at the height of the left ear, bend the right elbow inward, step on the ground, swing the long knife, and drag out an infinitely elongated white light. The girl's figure becomes blurred and finally disappears. What I saw in this moment of silence was a circular arc like a still lake and a moon sinking in it.

It was not a knife, because at the moment when everything was quiet, they could see the girl swinging the knife again, and another piece of debris flew out of the beer building.

Just like the girl said, she was just doing a "one shot" that should be performed after being late for a reception, and the name of this technique is——

Smoke the tablecloth.

It is as simple as the name, just cover the table with cloth, and then put heavy objects on it. Players need to pinch the tablecloth with their hands to quickly pull it out, so that the things on it will not fall down.

The principle of this operation is very simple, just the inertia and force analysis that junior high school students know. As long as the pulling force is large enough to ignore the friction of the desktop and heavy objects, it can be successful.

Instead of cutting with a knife, it must be to cut off a layer of beer bottle caps and keep the others from falling down, right?
Indeed, if the speed is fast enough, the beer on the top layer will fall vertically to the bottom, eventually forming a new equilibrium state, but this is far more difficult than pulling a tablecloth.And what the girl did——was to slash dozens of slashes almost simultaneously!Cut off the bottle caps of all levels of the beer tower with more than ten floors horizontally, making it more than ten centimeters shorter out of thin air without any crookedness! !
However, the people present had no chance to be surprised.

Because they clearly saw that the splashed beer bottle caps collided and hit each other in the air, drawing complex and interlaced lines, and then hit the white wall behind them one after another, embedded in it, outlining a clearly visible pattern.

It says
The girl returned to the stage, behind her was the pattern of wine bottle caps, and she picked up the microphone just now and said.

"This is the end of my speech, the freshman of the Saki Hachiya Executive Bureau, Fujimaru Tachika—"

【よろしく】

"Please take care of me!"

bow.

What came first was silence, a silence that was different from before.

Immediately, two people in the crowd came to their senses first, one with a wretched demeanor and the other with glasses in their hands. They looked at each other and quickly ran to the two wings of the crowd, squatting down and screaming with all their strength.

"Fujimaru Tachika!!!——"

Taking this as the trigger point, everyone began to conform to the harmony, and the silence was swallowed up by the storm-like roar, along with people's reason.It was passed on from ten to ten, and in the end no one was able to escape this huge group effect.

The rest is just noise.

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ps: In the last few chapters, wrap up the side quests buried in the front, and develop the character bondage line, and the first volume is over.

Please don't expect too much and look forward to the second volume of "Tokyo Knights!Girl's Radio Tower Incident! "

(End of this chapter)