Human account is forced to full level

Find out who is the forgotten existence in the missing memory.

Instinct told him that it was both a threat and an opportunity.

Kyoichiro Sabe, who was still kneeling on the spot with his original memory, but his personality had been completely distorted, said with a hoarse voice.

"Follow orders...respectfully send my god off."

No one knows, no one sees.

Under the vast starry sky, the city located on the ground.

It started to become abnormal.

......

"Ahh-!"

In Tokugawa Prefecture, in a quiet room, Gafan, who had already taken off his blue and white coat and changed into plaid pajamas, sat up on a tatami bed and rubbed his nose with a dazed expression.

"Strange, why are you sneezing again?"

He looked suspicious: "I don't have a real cold, do I?"

"What a ghost, you are stronger than a cow now, so you won't get sick at all."

Lying on the side, covered with the same duvet, the system rolled its eyes angrily, and puffed out its small mouth in dissatisfaction.

"Gafan, the fried octopus with green peppers you made last night is really unpalatable."

"Please, be reasonable, it's my first time doing this too, okay?"

Hearing this, he immediately put the strange thing about sneezing behind him, Gavan looked at the other party speechlessly and said.

At that time, dealing with the bought octopus was always troublesome, and he was even more troubled for a long time about how much seasoning to add.

"Then why did you add green peppers?"

"Because you like spicy food."

"Yes, but I don't like green peppers!"

"...Huh?" Gafan was stunned for a moment, "Is that so? I didn't find out before."

"Because I've never eaten green peppers before. Tonight is the first time. The taste is weird." The system muttered depressedly, and then patted the duvet casually.

"And don't sit still, lie down quickly, or I will feel a little cold."

"I see, who told you to wear only a T-shirt when you sleep, and would not even ask you to wear a plush pajamas to keep warm."

Glancing casually at the virtual panel, the lost person who seems to be far away on another continental plate is constantly approaching here.

Coincidentally, it would have saved him from having to go across the Pacific.

Thinking this way in his heart, after Gafan sighed helplessly, he also lay down again, and by the way, raised his hand to cover the down quilt on the system more tightly.

"As for the octopus, there are still some left after cooking today. I'll bake it for you tomorrow."

"Well, remember to bake it well then."

The system who had approached at some point, gave a cute smile, and then shared a pillow with the other party very naturally, and curled up in the other party's arms.

"Hey, Gavan."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"What are we going to do tomorrow?" Facing each other, the system blinked its beautiful clear blue eyes and asked curiously.

"Uh, I don't know."

After thinking about it, Jiafan also smiled casually, and after stroking the soft white hair of the other party with his hand, he hugged the child gently in his arms out of inertia.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow. Anyway, the world is so safe, and we are not in a hurry."

"That's right, well, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After the system muttered a few words, it also quickly fell asleep, with heavy eyelids.

"Well, Gavan, I want to sleep."

"Well, sleep if you want, and when you wake up..."

Protecting the other party well in his arms, Jia Fan said in a lazy and gentle voice.

"Tomorrow will be a good day."

Chapter 150: The Beginning of Chaos

Tokyo, airport.

A group of tourists who had just passed the security check and pushed their suitcases were discussing in whispers with two tall figures walking side by side in front of them.

Their eyes were full of surprise, because they had seen one of them on TV.

It was the "father-son fight" that everyone had seen, who was as powerful as a celebrity in a science fiction film.

"Is that the celebrity?"

"Absolutely, look at that strong body, it's much more exaggerated than a professional boxer!"

"Shall we go over and ask for autographs?"

"This, I dare not dare, it feels so scary."

"By the way, who is that weird guy next to him? He's well dressed, and he's wearing a helmet mask."

And these whispered conversations were all heard by Seven.

Who is the weirdo?He just turned around a little bit wrong.

Sighing helplessly, Seven slightly pressed the ill-fitting peaked cap on his head again.

"Don't worry, Seven, the strong don't need to care about other people's opinions."

Wearing the same clothes as usual, except for wearing an extra pair of sunglasses on the nose, Yujiro Fanma, who can be regarded as a disguise, said casually.

He looked at the crowded and lively airport in front of him, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked unimpeded on the road that the crowd automatically gave way to, his calm eyes did not change at all.

It's been a while since I've been back to Japan, and I don't know how that brat Saber is doing recently.

"Speaking of which, I saw Lie Haiwang on TV yesterday. He has already finished his boxing career in the United States, and he is also coming to Japan. I thought he would just meet him."

Lighting a cigarette for himself and holding it in his mouth, Yujiro Fanma, who had already walked out of the airport, ignored the crowd watching and taking pictures, and looked sideways at his friend beside him.

"Severn, you said that you felt something wrong across the Pacific Ocean. What exactly do you mean?"

"...I'm also a little uncertain, after all, it was only a moment when I suddenly sensed it."

Seven, who was not used to being surrounded by so many people, quickened his pace a little: "Although it is very faint, but that level of evil and distortion is something I have only seen in my life for tens of thousands of years. I think it is necessary to come and confirm it. .”

"Oh, is it the existence of the monster you mentioned during the chat?"

"Probably, monsters are just a unified name, they actually have their own race names."

Seven shook his head slightly, then nodded slightly, and then came to the side of the busy street. He didn't intend to take a taxi, but closed his eyes and began to perceive carefully.

Such a move caused passers-by to cast surprised glances, but their eyes were quickly attracted by the strong figure beside the strange man.

Taking down the cigarette dangling from his mouth, and exhaling white smoke, Yujiro Fanma quietly waited for the person beside him to end his perception.

He is actually a person who lives quite freely and does as he pleases.

There is nothing that can restrain him, and there is very little that can make him stop his progress for a while, let alone waste his precious time, waiting for someone quietly.

But that's just because there are always some ridiculously weak guys around, and no one can get along with him on an equal footing.

Except for Seven.

"Yujiro." Seven ended his perception, and his tone became a little serious.

"Well, what happened?"

"This city... is a bit strange."

Seven raised his head and looked towards the sky, where there were a few crows that just flew by, which were unusually large.

"I can't give a specific description, but I found that many creatures, including some humans, are very strange."

Moreover, his perception seemed to be partially blocked by something, and he should have missed many details.

The sense of dignity in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

He is still injured. The serious injury left by the battle with the new monster a month ago has not fully healed yet.

And because he didn't maintain the giant state and chose a human body, the energy stored in his body now is not much.

"...Anyway, let's go check it out first."

Saiwen turned his head to look at Yujiro Fanma who just finished smoking a cigarette, and asked in a deep voice: "Yujiro, do you know where there is a place near here that can lead to the 'underground'?"

"underground?"

"Well, most of the anomalies I've sensed seem to come from the sewer system under our feet that spans the entire city."

"The sewer, that's Pico's territory."

Casually flicking the cigarette butt into the trash can ten meters away, Fanma Yujiro recalled a little.

He is still very impressed with that primitive man, after all, he once competed in strength.

"Come with me, I'll take you to meet an interesting guy. No one should be more familiar with Tokyo's sewers. After all, it's his hunting ground."

After helping the sunglasses that didn't suit his temperament, Yujiro Fanma showed a calm smile.

However, before taking a few steps, he stopped.

"Severn, why don't you leave?"

"I'm waiting for a red light."

"...You alien still pay attention to this?"

The man known as the strongest creature on the ground was speechless for a rare occasion.

And the existence from Kingdom of Light just shrugged slightly and smiled back.

"After all, I have lived as a human being for a period of time, and order and rules are a reasonable existence."

"Hey, tell me the story of your time as a human next time."

"Well, another day, after all, that's a long story."

......

at the same time.

A certain high-rise building in a noisy urban area.

A signboard that says Shenxin Guild Hall, and a huge billboard depicting a bald man chopping a tiger with his hand, tell passers-by where this is.

Headquarters of the Spiritual Society.

Hundreds of strong men in karate uniforms are practicing duels in an orderly manner in the spacious dojo.

The sound of physical collisions can be heard endlessly, representing the sweat of hard work being swayed to the fullest.

Each of them has the strength to subdue several small gangsters alone.

And in a lounge.

A young man with an empty sleeve on his right arm put down his teacup, looked at the untouched hot tea in front of the person in front of him, and asked with a faint smile.

"What, it doesn't suit your taste?"

When he said this, a gust of wind blew in from the window, shaking his empty sleeves, and there was nothing inside.

But the young man didn't care about it at all, he had long been used to his one-armed state.

His name is Yudi Kesi.

He is the second curator of Karate Shenxin Club.

He is also the first curator, the adopted son of "War God".

At this time, he was entertaining his friend who came from afar, a man who was known as "Fist Hero" and inherited the name of "Lie Haiwang".

"No, the tea is good tea, Mr. Kemi, but I really don't have the heart to taste it now."