Manga Born to Be King

　　"I can't stand this world spreading more seeds of sadness...!"

　　In the last incident of the Son of Heaven sniper, she said so sadly...  

　　If she was a true saint who cared more about the pain of others than her own, then she would never allow her to fail in battle.After all, if the battle fails, all the residents of the Tokyo area who are too late to escape will die.

　　As for the overseas countries, it seems that the operation in the Tokyo area has fallen into despair.The stock market in the Tokyo area has experienced an avalanche of panic selling pressure since the opening this morning. In the afternoon, due to the possibility of the Tokyo area disappearing from the map, each stock is expected to be hit to the limit-down position.

　　There are very few elements for an optimistic view of the war situation, based on the current situation.Even so, the day after the Son of Heaven's announcement, the gun shop, the tavern, and even the fortune-teller in front of him did not escape, but instead came to the outer area to start a business, which is really incomprehensible.

　　The fortune teller narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's very simple. Because I bet the police will win."

　　"It's not a shrewd idea."

　　The fortune teller continued: "So, in order to boost the morale of the police, I came here to set up a stall. Usually, bad results are mixed in when fortune-telling, but today is special, no matter how the fortune is calculated, it is ideal. God also said that occasionally It's okay to do that. Ah, but please don't tell anyone else."

　　Yanzhu raised her hand and approached the fortune-teller: "People also have things they want to do!"

　　"What do you want, little sister?"

　　Yanzhu put her hands on her hips and raised her chest.

　　"It's about people's breasts. I want to be bigger than wood. It's better to be about one hundred and twenty centimeters."

　　"one hundred twenty……?"

　　The fortune-teller was speechless because of his fearless speech, and looked at Yanzhu's washboard-like chest, and then looked at Nangong Xiao with a very troubled expression.

　　"......"

　　What should he look like...

　　"This... having a dream is the most beautiful, hope to accompany you?"

　　The fortune-teller parodied with ambiguity.Then she quickly said "That's right!" and got up, saying, "I just thought of something." She quickly closed the stall and ran away.

　　Yeonju's eyes were shining brightly.

　　Nangong Xiao felt worse.

　　"Did you hear Xiao? One hundred and twenty centimeters! When it grows to one hundred and twenty centimeters, you can rub it every day!"

　　"puff!"

　　Nangong Xiao almost laughed.Yanzhu is too simple, she believes that the fortune teller is obviously a liar.

　　"Let's go Yanzhu, let's go back to the outer area.".

Chapter 179

　　"My president is the head of the regiment, and all the civilian police participating in the battle will gather in front of the front-line headquarters at 19:30."

　　After sunset, the surroundings are completely dominated by darkness.

　　A simple podium was erected in front of the front line command, and the darkness was driven away by bonfires burning around.

　　Nangong Xiao sat on the grass relatively far away, next to Tina who was following him.He didn't have the idea of ​​participating in the battle, but it was not what he wanted to let this group of people die.

　　Just how many police officers are gathered here.It seems that there are at least [-] pairs of partners.I just don't know if the number of [-] gastrula animals to [-] policemen is normal.

　　After waiting for a while, a group of partners appeared on the podium, causing a violent commotion.

　　"My president, who is ranked [-]th by IP, is right..."

　　I've seen it several times on TV, and I shouldn't admit it wrong.

　　He is a bald and bearded promoter who exudes a martial artist's aura. I remember that he should be fifty-four years old this year.Among the facilitators who are mainly in their twenties and forties, they are considered to be 14 years old. However, seeing his strict eyes, confident attitude and straight back, no one dares to ridicule him as a degenerate old man. .

　　Everyone called him that - "a hero with both wisdom and courage".

　　The facilitator who follows him like a shadow, remembers his name as Mibu Asaka.Like Mugeng, she has straight black hair, but her presence is very weak, and she is a girl with a demure temperament.For some reason, her eyes were always closed.It might be inappropriate to call a ten-year-old girl that, but she gave the impression of being a wife.

　　In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the equipment on them.

　　"An armored exoskeleton..."

　　Tina beside her couldn't help sighing.That's a matter of course.Asaka's equipment is aqua blue, and Ido is equipped with samurai armor that emits the same red light as the regiment's cape.This armor is certainly not out of date equipment.

　　It is a garment that enhances the wearer's muscle strength and defense.The exoskeleton is heavily armored for bulletproofing, slow to move, and the battery does not have enough power to enter mass production.Although it seemed useless at the time, through the advancement of high-tech materials such as holmium alloys and carbon nanotubes, it finally came in handy.I tell them they are wearing the latest model of Sima Heavy Industry.Basic abilities such as muscle strength and armor can be greatly improved.

　　"The warriors gathered here!"

　　It turned out that my hall was giving a speech on the stage.

　　"I am the head of the team. You are specially selected to save the Tokyo area. It is my honor to fight side by side with everyone."

　　After a gap of breath, I slowly looked around the assembled police.Even most of the members are not promoters of good things, and I don't dare to sneer or make sarcastic actions when I look at them.

　　"As you all know, gastrulations multiply by virus infection, and they are very formidable enemies, but as long as you know how to deal with them, you should not be afraid. Now the Tokyo area is facing an unprecedented crisis. The only ones who can change that outcome are us. No one else - kill them! It is the duty of the police to kill as many abominable gastritis as possible to kill our parents, friends, family members, and lovers. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Today History is written by the victors. There will be no sympathy for the losers.”

　　I clenched my fists and banged hard on the podium.

　　"We want to win! As the victors, we want to make history! There will be a page for us in the history books. We want to deal with the gastroenteritis and fight without retreating. Let the people, children and grandchildren, and the dead heroes who protect the country. Be proud of us!—Kill those guys!"

　　A roar of cheers broke out.The content is too extreme, but for the facilitator of vigorous blood, perhaps this method is easier to understand.

　　As long as that guy is the leader of the civilian police corps, at least there is no need to worry about going in the wrong direction.

　　Today, the gastroenterology army, the Self-Defense Force and the mixed army of the police are facing each other across the No. 32 boulder.

　　It is predicted that when the megalithic monument collapses, the fuse on both sides will ignite.No doubts so far.But the problem lies in the way the police use the police as mentioned by our church.The fact that the civilian police corps is included in the command of the Self-Defense Force has already been mentioned by Mugeng beforehand.At the invitation of the Self-Defense Forces, who act as the vanguard, the police will fight as a reserve decisive force, hoping to slaughter the original animals.

　　However, the distance between the Self-Defense Forces and the civilian police force is too far.If you really expect the civilian police corps to be the decisive force, then it should be placed near the Self-Defense Forces, right?It's like trying to stay away from the plague god, the Self-Defense Forces and the Civilian Police Corps are far apart.Less than 500 said there is also one or two kilometers.

　　If there is an emergency situation that requires the police corps to go to assist the Self-Defense Forces, when they are notified to rush to the scene, the outcome should have been announced.This feels a lot like the Self-Defense Forces deliberately alienated the Civilian Police Corps...

　　No, it was indeed intentional alienation.The police are not welcome wherever they go across the country.

　　From the point of view of the police organization, the police who break into the jurisdiction to interfere with the scene are like a thorn in the side of the turf; from the point of view of the Self-Defense Forces, their supposed national defense obligations are ignored by the police, and of course they will not show a good face.

　　The civilian police corps must be placed in a dispensable position in the name of the decisive force.The Self-Defense Force hopes to solve the problem independently without relying on these policemen.After listening to my hall's explanation, there are not a few facilitators who look disappointed.

　　Of course, Gaido himself noticed that, despite trying to pretend to be calm, the gap between the words could not hide a sigh of disappointment and anger.

　　Nangong Xiao sighed.That's why he doesn't want to participate!Even though they are about to be captured, they are still playing these political conspiracies. .

Chapter 180

　　"It's time, stop."

　　Suddenly I heard "Ah—" "Uh—" and other relaxed sighs one after another.

　　Mu Geng clapped his hands and said, "Okay, take the test paper back from the back."

　　Everyone in the open-air classroom calmly gathered the test papers and handed them over to Nangong Xiao from the students in the front row.

　　"How's everyone doing?"

　　"Can't write..."

　　"It's so hard~"

　　And so on and so on.

　　Coincidentally, I thought the same thing when I was in class.

　　The questioner of the test paper showed a complicated expression, but seeing the smiling Yanzhu and the calm Tina, it seemed that some people did well in the test.

　　It seems that double-digit multiplication is too early for the children in the outer zone.

　　Although they were somewhat aware of this situation before enrolling them in school, the children in the outer areas were indeed slower than the average ten-year-old in their learning progress.However, this does not mean that children in the peripheral area have lower IQs.

　　Their learning speed, which is like a sponge absorbing water, is even jaw-dropping.

　　Academic performance is basically determined by the combined value of memory, "thinking power using memory", and finally "interest".The element of interest should not be underestimated. It is also a subject that attaches great importance to memorization. Nangongxiao's performance in Chinese is much higher than that in mathematics, so he has a profound experience from ordinary times.

　　As the Italian artist said, it is not good for health to have to eat without appetite, and learning without curiosity cannot be preserved for a long time even if it is memorized.

　　Of course, there are very few recreational activities in the outer area, and it is very important for them to take classes as a kind of entertainment.

　　While Nangongxiao passed the exam papers, the students looked at each other with obvious puzzled expressions.

　　One of them raised his hand cautiously on behalf of everyone and asked: "Mr. Xiao, "Dream in the future. ”Thinking “What do you mean…?”

　　"Literally. Write what you want to do in the future."

　　The children all showed uneasy expressions.It seems that they have never heard such a request from an adult.

　　There was a rustling sound from below, and I looked at the children and found that they were writing with pencils wholeheartedly.

　　There are less than three days left until the megalithic monument collapses.

　　Just then, Yeon-joo shouted, "It's written!"

　　He stood up and couldn't wait to hand him the test paper.

　　After looking at it, it said, "My future dream is to marry Xiao and kiss me every day."

　　The handwriting is clumsy and ugly, and below the test paper there are illustrations of strangely shaped monsters with strangely swollen faces staring at themselves with round sunken eyes.Is this guy himself?

　　As a guardian, Nangong Xiao felt that it was necessary for him to correct this idea of ​​Yanzhu.However, Yan Zhufei, who knew his character, also ran away.

　　On the other hand, the urban area has also undergone great changes.

　　After the war, the deep underground bunker of the building was opened to the public, and [-]% of the citizens of the Tokyo area who were selected have begun to enter the shelter in large numbers.

　　Of course, there will be situations where some people in the same family are selected and some are not, so there are sad scenes of hugging each other and vowing to meet again everywhere.

　　As for the response of the remaining [-]% of the public, it can be said to be completely polarized.

　　Some people believe that the mixed forces of the Self-Defense Forces and the police can defeat the gastritis, so they try to maintain social functions.Others think that mixed troops will lose the battle.

　　In order to escape overseas, the latter sold their properties at low prices in order to buy high-priced air tickets.As for those who have no money, they wander desperately in the streets, or try to forge the proof of the lottery, or even rob others.Because of the latter's relationship, the law and order deteriorated, and even rioters appeared.Although the patrols of the autonomous group have been strengthened, the number of them is still much smaller than that of the thugs.

　　The entire Tokyo area is about to be torn apart by anxiety and fear.

　　The human state of mind is kept stable by ignorance.Humans cannot sleep peacefully if they can predict that they will die in a few days.Realizing it or not, most people are looking forward to tomorrow coming as they expected.

　　Now the veil of tenderness and ignorance has fallen, and the truth is presented naked in front of all residents of the Tokyo area.The truth is written like this - "Your life will be cut off abruptly in three days, and you may be swallowed alive."

　　In some districts, the population has dwindled dramatically, and the streets seem eerily deserted—but even so, the peaceful day-to-day life continues.