Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The old man was born in a big way.

Towards the end of the mid-eighteenth century, Muzan got something he had been looking forward to - a camera.

From today on, he, Muzan Kibutsuji, is the one who records history!

With a camera, Muzan takes pictures wherever he goes.

Because technology has led to changes in the living environment, every time Muzan sees the same place, it will change a lot.

When the photos are developed one by one, the photos of the same place are put together and marked with the time, there is a different sense of accomplishment.

At the same time, Muzan is also secretly recording the changes in the Demon Slayer Corps he has seen, and their uniforms are always changing.

The Demon Slayer Corps is also at the forefront of the times.

It is worth mentioning that Muzan has some of the habits of the original boss, such as he always wears the most fashionable clothes.

In his previous life, Muzan called it "a scumbag trend", but now, it is called walking at the forefront of the times!

When Douma watched Akagi Rie leave in front of the bed, Muzan secretly popped his head out, took a photo, and left quietly.

Although the clarity of today's cameras is very low and it is still black and white, it is good to have one.

After Douma sent Akagi Rie away, he returned to Yanagi Pharmaceutical and continued to be responsible for some transactions with a smiling expression.

Tamayo seemed to feel that Douma was a little different.

At the end of the 18th century-

At this time, Muzan found that there was a talent who invented the most primitive "movie player".

A device that is shorter than a person, with a hole on the top, you can see a short black and white picture when you aim your eyes at the small hole.

Although it can only be watched by one person, this is the beginning of the movie.

Moreover, the inventor of this thing is no longer a ghost, but an unknown person.

As technology brings changes to life, many people have also realized its importance. Many people, out of interest or something else, have contributed to climbing the technology tree.

Wuzan went over to play excitedly for a while, took a photo and left.

Walking through a forest, Wuzan suddenly heard a huge noise and was attracted to it.

When he got closer, he found that they were repairing the track? !

Wow!

So there is such a thing as a train? !

Someone who was busy saw Wuzan approaching and shouted at him:

"Hey - it's dangerous here! Don't get close!"

Wuzan was stunned. Is this talking to him?

"Get out of here!"

The man reminded again.

Wuzan nodded, shouted thank you and turned away.

After being reminded by this incident, Wuzan also noticed that some more developed cities have already built houses with cement, and some places have begun to build tall buildings.

And because cement is still expensive, roads are built with materials such as stone.

There are already some people showing off their wealth driving newly-born four-wheeled cars on the bumpy road.

Today's cars are actually still far from commercial use, so they are just luxury goods.

Wuzan took a few photos and continued on his way.

With the development of the times, there are many cheap but delicious things.

Wuzan will not be harmed by junk food anyway. If he sees something that tastes good, he will buy a handful and put it in the mirror space to keep it for later consumption.

At this time, an area in his mirror space is separated separately, which is where Wuzan temporarily throws the melon seed shells when he eats melon seeds. Other places are filled with various foods, mostly melon seeds.

Society is changing rapidly with the development of science and technology.

Under Wuzan's instruction, those who cross the ocean to other regions adopt commercial transactions.

I help you make things, and you give me resources.

If you don't want to, that's fine.

Only when you encounter malicious people will you resort to force.

Therefore, some self-enclosed places that don't allow people to pass through will not be visited.

With the development of technology, in the early 19th century, ships with more advanced power could easily reach another continent across the ocean.

So, they encountered Westerners who had already colonized the local area.

War, how stupid.

Through the vision of the ghosts who arrived at the local area, Muzan saw the unfriendly eyes of those people, and even set up guns and cannons, and started shooting without saying a word, and the ship was almost blown up.

In their eyes, this is a struggle for the right to plunder resources.

How can the "property" that has already come into their hands be touched by others?

Dare to come?

Blow you to death!

Muzan directly told his ghosts:

"Retreat first, the right to become a ghost is given to you, find someone

Turn the guy you like into a ghost, and start from the top!"

Who can resist the temptation of eternal life?

|ू･ω･` )

Only fools fight head-on!

If you dare to hit me, I will kill you!

After explaining that in this era, ghosts are basically creatures beyond the standard.

Muzan is very confident in them.

And according to the original work, it seems that there is no other power beyond science except ghosts and stripes.

And ghosts and stripes can be barely explained.

But practice makes perfect.

Muzan thinks he can let his ghosts search for him everywhere.

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Muzan ate melon seeds and bought local snacks along the way, witnessing the changes in society.

Suddenly, he felt like he was floating in the world, hiding in the city, and "I am a social observer".

Until Muzan saw a villa in the wild, no, it looked familiar.

Out of curiosity, Muzan walked to the door and knocked twice:

"Is anyone there? "

There was no response.

But listening carefully, Wuzan seemed to hear something.

"Your manuscript is really boring and ridiculous! If you don't have talent, just give up early!"

Along with the merciless ridicule, there were also the sounds of paper flipping and a ripping sound.

"Is my work...really that bad?"

"What? You don't even believe what your seniors say?

Look at how many times you've been rejected!

Have some self-knowledge!"

Wuzan frowned when he heard this. In the novels he read before, brainless villains were like this. He always thought that they didn't exist in reality. It turns out that art comes from life.

"Senior, don't leave yet, guide me!"

The scolded voice was surprisingly good-tempered and begged bitterly.

But there was only a sound of hitting, followed by the sound of falling.

"Don't waste my time! Get out! "

Then, there were footsteps getting closer and closer.

Bang!

The door was pushed open roughly, hitting the door railing hard, and even shaking a few times.

Wuzan frowned and looked at him, but the man grabbed Wuzan's arm and tried to push Wuzan away, saying in a vicious tone:

"Don't block the way!"

But no matter how the man pushed, Wuzan didn't move.

Seeing this, he shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!"

That's too much!

When has he ever been treated like this as a ghost king?

Yuichi never scolded him!

How dare you, a little trash?

Wuzan's eyes were a little scary, and the man couldn't help but shudder, his back felt cold, and he accidentally glanced at Wuzan's eyes and subconsciously took a step back:

"You! What do you want to do, kid? !

I warn you! Killing is against the law!"

Wuzan smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Be careful. "

The man hurriedly broke free from Wuzan's hand. He caught a glimpse of the excessively pale hand from the corner of his eye, and he became more and more uneasy. He wanted to use a loud voice to increase his confidence:

"Don't block the way!"

Wuzan politely made way.

Seeing this, the man suddenly felt that everything just now was an illusion, and looked at Wuzan sarcastically: "Heh! What are you pretending for!"

While muttering, he couldn't help but speed up his pace and leave.

Through the corridor that could directly see into the house, Wuzan saw a man with dark blue hair lowering his head, looking at a manuscript that was trampled and full of footprints on the ground, and his expression was very lost.

There seemed to be no light in his eyes, only a few tears fell on the paper full of dense black words.

"Xiaosheng, are you really that useless? "

Xiang Kai wiped his tears, looked at the still open door, and noticed Wuzan standing outside.

He quickly restrained his emotions:

"Who are you?"

"Excuse me."

Wuzan smiled, walked through the wooden corridor, and entered the house.

The light inside was not very good.

And there was no candle, it was very dark.

Wuzan looked down at the ground, almost half of the ground was covered with trampled manuscripts.

Wuzan bent down to pick up the manuscript on the ground, gently patted off the footprints on it, and asked:

"Are you Xiang Kai?"

Xiang Kai was a little surprised when he heard it, and some fantasies that he thought were impossible could not help but appear in his mind, and he said excitedly:

"You, do you know me?

Have you read my book?"

"That's not the case."

Wuzan shook his head, flipping through his manuscript, and said:

"It's actually written very well, not as bad as the man just said, but I still lack experience. "

Xiang Kai was delighted when he heard this: "Really?"

Wuzan nodded slightly: "You should have written a lot of books, right?"

Xiang Kai nodded hurriedly in response: "Yes! But no one likes to read my books...

.”

“You may lack a little practice.” Wuzan said with a smile.

Xiang Kai looked up at Wuzan.

But Wuzan suddenly said:

“Want to become a ghost?”

“You, what do you mean?”

“I think you are pretty good and I want you to become a ghost, how about it?”

Wuzan said frankly.

Xiang Kai looked at the manuscripts on the ground, thinking of being rejected again and again, being ridiculed by his predecessors, and the recognition of the “person” in front of him, and made up his mind: “I want to become a ghost!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him showing a satisfied smile, and then he saw long nails growing on his fingers. In his horrified eyes, a nail pierced into his head.

Xiang Kai instantly fell into pain all over his body, curled up on the ground, and his clenched nails were embedded in his flesh and blood.

Only the voice of that “person” was heard: “Bear it, it hurts a little. ”

She seemed a little worried and encouraged him:

"After you survive and become a ghost, you can use your endless life to continuously improve yourself, so that everyone can read your books, recognize you, and become a famous writer."

This sentence is very powerful.

Xiang Kai instantly gained strength.

Finally survived.

"Not bad."

Looking at him with a smile, Xiang Kai seemed to be greatly encouraged and couldn't help but smile.

As a writer, Muzan can know from Xiang Kai's memory that his cultural level is definitely qualified!

But the rules cannot be broken, and the exams must be taken.

Mingnu received Muzan's instructions, plucked the pipa, and sent Muzan and Xiang Kai into the Infinite City.

Xiang Kai was stunned for a moment.

What's going on?

Why did I suddenly appear here?

"Mingnu, call Qianyu here as well. "

Ming Nu heard this, followed by a slight sound.

Qian Yu, who was looking happy and not knowing what he was doing, was teleported here. Seeing Muzan and the strange ghost beside him, he wiped the blood off his hands in confusion.

An ominous premonition filled his heart. He swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously and tentatively: "Wu, Master Muzan, you can't, and you want me to teach others to read again?

This time it's not me who brought him into the group!"

"He can read."

Muzan's words made Qian Yu breathe a sigh of relief, and he returned to a smiling expression: "Then why did you ask me to come here, Master Muzan?"

"Take him to participate in the assessment, and then explain our rules to him."

"Okay boss! Guarantee to complete the task! "

Qian Yu pretended to be serious, but couldn't help but return to a smiling expression after he finished speaking.

Then he ran over and grabbed Xiang Kai's arm: "Come on, I'll take you to the exam, one hour..."

"Oh, okay..."

A week later, Muzan observed his behavior through the "mark" left on the thing that dared to push him.

Although he didn't kill anyone, he was not a good person.

There is no need to say more about doing evil to others.

As a senior, he spoke badly to the juniors and And undermining the other party's confidence is his usual trick. Through this behavior, he can not only gain self-satisfaction but also reduce competitors.

It almost made many young people depressed.

Knowing the horror of cyber violence, Wuzhan naturally understands the power of language.

Fortunately, Xiangkai has a strong willpower and is not depressed.

This kind of rubbish can kill him.

"Rubbish" was looking at his article published in the newspaper with complacency, and shouted at a young man next to him: "You still want to submit an article? Get out!"

Suddenly, I felt a little pain in my shoulder, and I couldn't help but press the muscle there. Have you written too much recently?

But I can't write a few words a day?

While rubbing his shoulders, he shouted at the young man next to him:

"Don't you have any eyesight?! Can't you see that my shoulders are numb from writing? Pour me a glass of water! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt more and more pain in his shoulder.

But the young man in front of him took a step back in fear and looked at his shoulder in horror.

"Monster! Monster!!!"

The young man threw away the manuscript in his hand and ran away desperately.

He suddenly felt something bad, the pain in his shoulder became negligible, and his palm seemed to have no feeling.

He turned his head slowly with wide eyes, and saw that his palm melted with his shoulder like blood pus, and a monster with only a huge mouth slowly emerged from the sticky blood pus...

"Help! Help ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"No! Don't eat me!!!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die..."

......

Wuzan ate a piece of dessert and felt much better.