Bound To National Destiny: Playing Gojo Satoru At The Age Of Eight

Within the prohibited areas for national transportation,

In an unknown city,

The midday sun shines like a golden ribbon on the European-style architectural streets, giving the city a brilliant coat.

The buildings on both sides of the street look particularly eye-catching under the sunlight, and every brick and tile seems to tell an ancient story.

In this city, various demi-humans shuttle between the streets, most of them dressed as mercenaries, as if the fantasy story of Blue Star is reappearing in reality.

Among them are the cat people. They look like humans, but they have cat ears and tails. Their petite and slender bodies seem to contain endless explosive power.

At the same time, some lizard tribesmen can also be seen.

Their upper body is a tough lizard body, while their lower body is in human form.

The color of the skin of the Lizard Tribe is like hard rock, and they also carry a variety of heavy weapons, showing their strong strength as warriors.

The number of human mercenaries is extremely rare in this city.

Most humans are simply dressed as servants, doing various menial jobs.

Their humble status seems to be incompatible with the atmosphere of this city.

In a corner of the city, in a cake shop run by humans, a young man with a distinctive temperament was elegantly tasting a piece of cake.

His red hair shone in the sunlight, burning as hot as fire, and his eyes were like the ancient Western giant Ryuichi, with golden vertical pupils, which was intimidating.

The red-haired young man gently put a piece of Black Spirit Honey Cake into his mouth, and then closed his eyes, as if enjoying the satisfaction and happiness of this moment.

"The Black Spirit Honey Cake made by humans still suits my taste."

"I remember that the new harvest time of Lingmi should be coming soon. It's really exciting."

His voice was low and magnetic.

Next to the red-haired young man,

A young man wearing black butler clothing stood quietly.

The boy's hair was as black as ink, and his strange eyes were like stars on an autumn night, shining with a mysterious and charming light.

The left pupil is brown, while the right pupil is in the shape of a dark five-pointed star.

There is also a golden Arabic numeral "2" in the center of the five-pointed star.

This number seems to be his logo and a symbol of his identity.

The young man said calmly:

"Lord Crimson, I'm afraid your wish won't come true."

"The black spirit queen is dead, and the spirit honey must not be spared either."

Crimson stopped what he was doing, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure.

He put down the tableware in his hands, smiled and said to the boy, "Really? That's really a pity."

As Crimson's voice fell, this human-run cake shop, including everything within a fifty-meter radius around the shop, instantly turned into dust.

"Without Black Spirit Honey, the human beings here would have no value in existing."

The young man's expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he had long been accustomed to the scene in front of him.

He said calmly:

"Lord Crimson, there is no need to be angry. The tenth seat of the pure-blood war group has arrived near the place where the Black Spirit Queen died, and the eighth and ninth seats will also rush to the scene of the incident."

The young man paused briefly and continued:

"But Master Crimson, if there is a feast held in the city at the end of the month, the amount of human plasma may not be enough."

"Really, I almost forgot."

"Then I'll trouble you."

"As commanded."

The moment the boy received the order, the black pentagram and the golden number "2" in his right eye glowed brightly.

He formed a seal with his hands and said calmly:

"Domain Expansion·Zero Hour Mystery"

The world fell into a black and white picture, everything around him became still, and the shadow of a huge clock appeared behind the boy.

"World, go back."

As the words fell, the hands on the clock began to turn back.

The world has returned to its previous colors,

Everything around them that had turned into dust returned to its original state, and the people in the cake shop were unaware of it, as if nothing had happened.

...

Deep in the dead woods, close to the river.

Kimchi Country player Park In-joon squatted down, gently scooped up a ladle of water using a Kevlar fiber helmet, picked up the helmet, poured the water into the military lunch box next to him, and then carefully placed it on the fire to heat.

With the sound of water bubbling, he quickly tore open the instant noodles he had prepared, put them in the lunch box, closed the lid, and waited for lunch.

At this time, a forbidden area announcement jumped into his eyes. It was a B-level adventure reward announcement from the Dragon Kingdom.

"Xiba! A player from the Dragon Kingdom can actually get a B-level adventure reward. He couldn't have missed it."

When Park Renjun saw this forbidden area announcement, he couldn't believe his eyes.

It doesn’t make sense!

How could the Dragon Kingdom do something that the Kimchi Country, the most powerful country in their universe, could not do.

It must be good luck,

After all, so far, they have not encountered a place of adventure.

As members of the world-famous White Tiger Regiment in the Kimchi Nation's army, there is no doubt about the strength of the three of them, and there will definitely be no problem in winning the B-level Adventure Land.

However, his thoughts were brought back to reality by the scolding of another Kimchi Country player.

"Private! Are you okay? Do you want to starve me to death?"

Not far away, two other contestants from Kimchi Country were stretching their feet slightly tired from walking for a long time by the river.

While washing the dust from their feet, they looked around cautiously.

"Yes, sir, I'll be there soon."

Park Renjun quickly agreed, and then carefully stirred the food in the lunch box.

However, while the three Kimchi Country players were waiting for lunch, a faint mist drifted by the river.

The mist filled the air with a fresh and moist smell.

It spread quietly, gradually swallowing up the figures of the three Kimchi Country players. Their figures became blurred in the mist until they completely disappeared without a trace.

...

The B-level adventure place covered with corpses of black spirit bees was also filled with a light mist.

In the mist, a figure kept picking up the head of the Black Spirit Bee, and he seemed to be smelling something.

This busy figure is short in stature, only about 1.5 meters tall. He looks like a human, but the canine teeth exposed in his mouth and the green eyes like a wolf prove that he is not a human, but some kind of sub-human race.

Engraved on his exposed arm is a black five-pointed star with the golden Arabic numeral 10 engraved in the middle.

The demihuman sniffed again, showing a ferocious smile, and drool couldn't stop flowing from his mouth.

"It seems to be a human breath. It really smells of nostalgia."

Then, his figure gradually disappeared in the mist.