I am a god in Tokyo

pS: Can't make it in time, change first

Chapter 140 Four The Edge of Dreamland

"You're acting weird today."

Megumi Kato arranges her husband's bow tie.

"Bu Meng is a little angry, Ah Wu, you are not like this usually?"

The beautiful woman straightened the collar for him, and the fragrance entered along the tip of her nose. After tidying up the clothes, she hugged Uehara Satoru, and the plump body felt soft and real.

"Come on work, I will help you comfort Bu Meng."

Holding a briefcase, Uehara Satoru stood at the entrance and looked into the house.

In the bedroom at the other end of the living room, a ghost poked out the little girl's head and stared at him angrily.

Ayumi Uehara, my daughter.

In this dream, "I" not only has a happy family, but also has a lovely daughter... It really fits my inner thoughts. I did have the idea of ​​raising a daughter.

Uehara Satoru walked out of the house and looked at the bustling city.

Noisy popularity hits us.

Everything you see and hear is true.

No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to regard this real world as a dream. If he is not connected with the main body, he may not be able to tell whether he is in reality or illusion.

"There is a difference in the flow of time."

Uehara Satoru sensed the difference in time between the two worlds.

He had eaten this breakfast for at least half an hour, but only 3 minutes had passed in the real world.

The time when the two worlds are too different,

Almost lost control of the avatar.

Fortunately, God's Domain was able to speed up the main body's thinking, and managed to barely control the clone in the illusion.

But the problem is not only the time, but also the divine power. After Uehara realized the illusion, he has been trying to mobilize the divine power, but found that the body is empty, and there is no divine power at all.

On the premise of losing divine power, the parasite must be awakened in this dream world.

is a challenge.

Even finding these parasites in Tokyo is a big problem.

Uehara Satoru is like an ordinary office worker, walking on the street, looking down at the briefcase in his hand... In this world, he is still a young team leader of an international business company, with a harmonious family and a bright future.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a winner in life.

"It's not time to go to work, time is limited."

Uehara Satoru found a cabinet, stuffed the briefcase in it, then changed his route and headed towards Chiyoda.

To wake up the parasite, you must first find the parasite.

Satoru Uehara didn't know the other parasites. He didn't know what their identities and where they were in this dream world, but there was one person he was very familiar with, Seiji Oya from the ninth section of the search.

This young policeman has justice in his heart.

If the dream can realize the wish deep in the parasite's heart, then this just policeman should still stay in the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Superintendent Oya, you are the savior of the Japanese police world!"

The policewoman at the front desk of the Metropolitan Police Department was blushing like a star fan.

Then,

Just like selling idols, tell Uehara Satoru the story of Oya Seiji in this world, such as wit fighting robbers, justice and bravery, etc., all kinds of legendary stories come from the mouth.

"Stop, stop!"

Uehara Satoru did not expect that Seiji Oya, who had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a righteous face, would have such fantasies in his dreams, a typical introvert personality.

But he didn't come here to listen to the story.

"I want to see the superintendent."

The receptionist policewoman smiled and said, "You are not the only one who wants to see Superintendent Oya. Let me see...you have to make an appointment, and it will take a week at the earliest."

was saying,

There was a sudden commotion in the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the passing staff temporarily stopped their work and looked at the gate adoringly.

Wearing a police uniform and becoming more mature, Seiji Oya, surrounded by a group of elite police officers, walked into the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Wow!"

The reception policewoman beside her held her red face and her eyes were blurred.

Looking at the flamboyant Superintendent Oya, Uehara Satoru was speechless and walked straight towards him.

as predicted,

got stopped.

"Superintendent Oya, I want to talk to you."

Amidst the obstacles of the crowd, Uehara Wu stood calmly.

"Please leave here, Superintendent Oya still has a mission."

A staff member came over and asked Uehara Satoru to leave.

"fine."

Seiji Oya glanced at his watch with a gentle smile: "I have a 10-minute break to communicate with citizens, which is also the duty of the police. Come with me."

The two entered the lounge one after another.

There was a nympho screaming behind him.

"Mr. Oya is so handsome" and "The Superintendent is so gentle" cheered.

"..."

Uehara Satoru.

*

"Tea or drink?"

In the lounge, Oya Seiji had a gentle attitude, looking at the enthusiasm outside the lounge, he helplessly spread his hands.

"I'm sorry, they've always been like this. I've persuaded them many times."

Uehara Satoru: "..."

Believe me, you're a ghost, it's very bad, it's not that you have desires in your heart, how can you have such an exaggerated performance.

He suppressed the desire to complain and went straight to the point.

"Oya Seiji, have you forgotten your mission?"

Oya Seiji was slightly dazed, looking at the strange young man opposite with a strange expression.

Seeing him like this, Uehara Satoru already understood.

Same as Yoshihara Hanamachi, Oya Seiji has forgotten things outside the dream, and has his own life in the dream.

Maybe others too,

Forget that you are in a dream, and regard the life in the dream as the real life.

This dream is too real,

If Uehara Satoru hadn't been connected with the main body, he might also be lost in the dream.

"Mr. Oya, do you still remember to search Section Nine?"

Knowing that the other party lost his dream, Uehara Satoru could only try to activate his memory.

"Search Lesson [-]..."

Oya Seiji lowered his head in thought, only felt that this term was very familiar, but couldn't remember it.

He thought he had encountered a troublemaker,

But the name Searching Section Nine aroused his curiosity. Seiji Oya sat upright, shook his head and said, "There is no such department in the Metropolitan Police Department. What direction is it responsible for when you say Search Section Nine?"

Uehara Satoru had such a headache that he even forgot to search Lesson Nine?

But he could only explain the function of Search Section [-].

"Spiritual events, sneakiness, psykers?"

Oya Seiji's expression of anticipation and curiosity suddenly froze on his face, and the anger of being teased floated on his face.

He got up from the sofa, and his attitude became much colder.

"This is the Metropolitan Police Department, not a mental hospital. Sir, you may have come to the wrong place. The story you made up is quite interesting. Unfortunately, I am very busy. Goodbye."

After all,

Then he turned around and left without staying.

Uehara Satoru sat on the sofa, not angry because of it, but in Oya Seiji's attitude, he noticed another setting of this dream.

Nothing out of the ordinary—

In the dream world, there are no weird sneaks, no unreasonable grotesques, and no cannibal monsters.

Psionic powers are legends, and spells are fabrications.

This is the reason why the divine power disappears,

This is a world without exceptions!

Uehara Satoru left the Metropolitan Police Department and walked on the bustling streets. All the pedestrians passing by had flesh and blood, with emotions and desires, and they couldn't tell the difference from real human beings at all.

Or,

In the dream world, they are human beings with past lives.

If it goes on like this, there is no way for me to wake them up.

Uehara Satoru was sitting on the bench, sorting out his thoughts, but he received a phone call. On the other end of the phone, it was a subordinate of the company's staff, who asked him quietly why he didn't go to work, and said that he had asked for leave for him.

"If it weren't for the limited time, it would be nice to take a vacation in your dream."

Uehara Satoru sighed slightly.

The dream time is slower than the outside world, but during the commute, another 5 minutes have passed in reality, and there are only 10 minutes left for an hour.

Converted to dream time, it is also [-] minutes.

Five hours.

In five hours, wake up the parasite, wake up Miyano Akira, and get rid of the flash demon.

Time is running out, not time to rest.

Uehara Satoru got up, but inadvertently clicked on the phone album, which was full of photos of himself and his family, photos with Ayumi Uehara, and photos with Megumi Kato.

There is a record of Ayumi Uehara growing up slowly, a photo of himself when he graduated from college, and a photo with Megumi Kato when he graduated from high school.

The 'Uehara Satoru' of this world likes to record life with photos.

In these photos, Uehara Satoru also saw a few familiar faces, such as Eiri Ri and Kasumigaoka Shiwa, and then flipped through the address book, and the numbers of these two people were also kept in the phone.

Ying Lili has become a well-known cartoonist in this world,

The doraemon pajamas that Bu Meng wore during the day were made by her.

Kasumigaoka became a well-known writer.

And it seems that they are all inseparable from "I". In this world, "I" seems to have replaced Ai Lunya's position, and is the behind-the-scenes supporter of Eriri and Kasumigaoka.

what is this?