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“Back…”

In the dimly lit bedroom, the calm voice of Kazumi Izumi echoed.

With the curtains drawn, the room was dark.

In this dark environment, Kazumi Cheng leaned against the wall, he took a deep breath, his eyes thoughtful.

After stepping into the dimensional game, he has been going smoothly, and in two consecutive dimensional games, he has fought the special blood of the undead subhumans, and recklessly brushed a large number of points.

Then, in the third dimensional game, he was “taught to be human” by the evil gods of subspace.

If he hadn’t been cautious enough to prepare the hole cards for escape in advance, it was estimated that he would have been left forever in that dark fairy tale world and become the eternal choice of the god of evil.

He didn’t have the sexual interest of those tentacle banshees, and he didn’t want to discuss the valley with the burly snake man.

“It’s okay…”

Raise your hand and pinch the alarm clock at the table.

The delicate little alarm clock was held in his hand, – and then …

“……”

Disappeared.

The small alarm clock disappeared into Kazumi’s hand and then reappeared.

Repeating the cycle again and again, Kazumi gradually stretched his brows, and a real smile appeared on his face:

“That’s nice.”

The alarm clock disappeared again, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness was immersed in the system space.

In the dark and empty system space, a small bedside alarm clock was quietly placed.

And then……

“Jingle Bell !!!”

The alarm clock sounded, and the crisp sound echoed in the void.

“There’s air in the system space.”

Listening to the beeping of the alarm clock, Kazumi asserted.

The essence of sound propagation is vibrational airflow.

In a vacuum, no sound can propagate.

If this one cubic meter of system space is an absolute vacuum.

Then, the small alarm clock cannot make a sound and cannot be received by Kazumi’s consciousness.

“Since it is not a vacuum, then, the system space should be able to store living things…”

Spiritual power is like tentacles, licking a cubic meter of system space.

In this cubic space, there are six indestructible square walls.

In addition, there is thin air in the space, enough for the normal consumption of small animals.

“The volume of one cubic meter is too delicate, but if it is a very flexible girl, it should be able to squeeze in.”

Makoto Kazumi squinted and leaned against the wall, his thoughts gradually becoming dangerous and filthy.

Pocket girl?

Pretty interesting.

“However, instead of bringing lifeforms, it is better to store dozens of ‘Offa Falcons’ in the system space, or simply bring machine guns and plastic bombs to work.”

Thoughts gradually become dangerous.

Makoto Kazumi narrowed his eyes, and there was a shimmer of thought in the dark eyes under the lenses.

Right at this moment –

“Tuk tuk !!!”

Outside the door, there was a heavy and rhythmic knock.

“Master, Mr. Jinmu Shuma is calling.”

“Oh?”

Leaning against the wall, Makoto Waizumi closed his eyes.

He shook his head and opened the system menu with his thoughts.

【23:55:18】

……

“In a day, will the next dimensional game begin?”

Staring at the constantly jumping numbers, Kazumi Makoto frowned.

It seems that the use of Mario’s magic cylinder is not completely without negative effects.

After using this item, the next dimensional game will be opened directly after a day, reducing his rest time.

“But that’s fine…”

As early as in the system space, Hequan Makoto used the [Hidden Score Zero Card].

Nowadays, his hidden rating is “zero.”

In other words, in the next dimensional game, he will be matched with a bunch of new players who have just stepped into the game, or old players with zero combat effectiveness.

At the same time, the difficulty of the task in the next dimensional game will be extremely low, which is convenient for him to brush points on a large scale and raise the final mission evaluation.

……

While thinking, Kazumi Makoto opened the door.

“Hmm…”

Warm daylight from the window of the hallway

It was noon, and the bright daylight was a little hot, and the clear air made Kazumi Makoto breathe a sigh of relief.

Although they are both island countries, Dongying and Yinge.

Tokyo’s terrain is more gentle, with sea breezes from the Pacific Ocean sweeping directly across the city, carrying away choking industrial exhaust.

The fresh air is pleasant and gradually relaxes the mind.

“Hello? Mr. Jinme. ”

He took the phone from the maid’s hand and said in a slow tone.

“Yes, yes, Brother Hequan, it’s been a long time.”

In the earpiece, came the slurred voice of the middle-aged uncle.

Townees.

The contingent personnel of organ No. 3 are still middle-level cadres by sight.

As a veteran player who has experienced five or six dimensional games, Zhenmu Xunma is also an old fritters.

He called Kazumi Makoto for only one purpose.

“Brother Kazumi, what do you think about that Takasaka Kyosuke?”

“Oh? You mean the vampire who killed Organ Three and killed hundreds of innocent citizens by the way? ”

Kazumi Makoto pretended not to understand and calmly asked.

“Yes, I want to hear what Brother Kazumi thinks.”

There was a sound of laughter from the earpiece.

As a middle-level officer of the No. 3 organ, Gunma Jinme was very annoyed by the ‘Kyosuke Takasaka incident’, but could not do anything.

The boy named Kyosuke Takasaka extracted the heroic spirit of “Vlad III” in the dimensional game, and in order to obtain magic power and revenge, he directly slaughtered the entire Tokyo headquarters of the third organ.

Then, the Metropolitan Police Department operators and non-commissioned officers of the Self-Defense Forces who rushed to the rescue were also penetrated by the iron stake of the heroic treasure, turning into the magic of Vlad III.

Vlad III, a heroic hero, was the hero of Romania’s national defense throughout history.

He once slaughtered tens of thousands of surrendering enemy troops, pierced them alive with stakes, and hung them on the border between the two countries.

This cruel and unscrupulous enemy is enough to make anyone fearful.

Moreover, now modern society …

“We can’t suppress the sacrifices of thousands of operators and innocent citizens.”

In the earpiece, the voice of the Zhenmu Xianma is a little old, full of fatigue and distress:

“We disguised this incident as a gas explosion, but Kyosuke Takasaka is still at large…”

“…… Once he and his heroic spirit take the initiative to attack innocent civilians, it will inevitably lead to a tragedy, a tragedy of human relations, the separation of wives and families, and the entire city will be dyed blood red. ”

“Hmm.”

Listening to Zhenmu Xianma’s words, Kazumi nodded sadly, took a deep breath, and then said:

“It’s miserable.”

“So, what does this have to do with me?”

“……”

On the other side of the earpiece, the old man with his snot was silent.

“Huh…” he pouted, unable to do anything to a guy like Kazumi Makoto.

Originally, I wanted to act a bitter drama and try to see if I could lure this teenager into making a move.

Unexpectedly, this guy was actually so slippery…

“It’s okay.” Zhenmu Xianma sighed and said slowly:

“See you back, Brother Hequan.”

While speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but there was a voice from the earpiece:

“Wait a minute.”

Kazuizumi’s calm voice made Zhenmu Xunma look happy.

If you can fool and Quancheng to work for the third organ and take the initiative to fight with Vlad III, then the battle damage of the third organ can be much less…

“What’s the matter? Brother Hequan. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhenmu Xianma said in a mournful voice, in a vain attempt to win sympathy.

·· 0 Ask for flowers…

However……

“I need a large flat-floor apartment in Wenjing District, of course, it would be better if I could buy a large villa.”

Listening to the voice of the young man in the earpiece, Zhenmu Xianma frowned, he tapped his knuckles on the desk, and said in a deep voice:

“This is the No. 3 organ, not the housing agency!”

“Well, I know.”

Kazumi Makoto said slowly:

“Not only that, but I also know the difference between Agency No. 3 and a housing agency.”

“What?” Zhenmu Xianma frowned, his face showed anger, and his wrists were strained.

“The housing agency asks for money, your No. 3 organ should be able to help me arrange the house for free, right?” This is the treatment I deserve…”

Nominally speaking, Makoto Kazumi is indeed an advisor to Organ No. 3, even half a level higher than Zhengme, but he is not a secret service officer and does not need to work for Organ No. 3.

“Snap-”

Zhenmu directly pulled the telephone receiver down, and a loud noise made the colleagues in the office stunned.

“Grass!” (Bilingual in Chinese and Japanese)

……

“Whew…”

Not mentioning Zhenmu’s irritation, Kazumi handed the phone back.

0….0

“Prepare and arrange a large flat-floor apartment or large-family villa for me in Wenjing District.”

“Yes, master.”

Brushing her brocade-like black hair to the maid, she bowed lightly and took the mobile phone handed by Makoto Kazumi with both hands.

This mobile phone, which mainly communicates with the third organ, is usually kept in the hands of the devil, so as to avoid harassing calls from the bastard of Zhenmu Xianma.

In Hequancheng’s view, the phone call just now was a harassing call.

Although he receives the salary of the third organ, he also has the corresponding power and status.

However, it was previously written in black and white on the inaugural contract that he did not need to fight for the third organ, and he wanted to let Kazumi Makoto help?

You thought you were Jack Horse?

Say overtime so freshly?

Can the “996 work system” be described as a blessing for employees?

I’ll you.

“In addition, collect some high-powered firearms and explosives, as well as compressed dry food and water, which I will use tomorrow.”

Kazumi Makoto ordered in a deep voice, and bowed again to the Demon Ninja Maid, showing her white collarbone and…

“And…”

As he spoke, he knocked on the bedroom door opposite, and then casually pulled it open.

“Hmm?”

In the room, Kazumi Sagiri, dressed in a loose tracksuit, was sitting on the carpet.

She was holding a pen tablet and was drawing a colorful swimsuit golden retriever loli.

“Oni?”

Tilting her head, her aqua-blue pupils reflected the figure of Kazumi Makoto.

The clothes were clean and neat, the glasses reflected the warm daylight, but…

Napu’s ordinary face has a friendly charm.

The god of evil blessed all things with kindness, and turned Kazumi Makoto from an ordinary looking boy into a lovely boy who everyone loved.

Merely……

“Brother, are you tired?” Kazumi Sagiri stared into his brother’s eyes.

In Kazuizumi’s gaze, there was a long-lost fatigue.

The last crisis-ridden dimensional game made his spirit tense, and when he relaxed at this moment, he felt extremely tired.

“Hmm!!!”

The next moment, the worried words on the side of Sha Wu’s mouth turned into a timid exclamation.

Makoto Waizumi squatted down and hugged the twelve-year-old young sister, and the warm snort blew on the pink neck of the little loli, making her a little nervous.

“It’s okay…”

Behind him, came the hoarse voice of his brother.

“Sagiri, I’m back.” _

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