Bad woman, join the hunt tonight

The plan is good, but it is of no use to me.

Seeing that no one seemed to be coming today, Xiangzi silently opened the game module of the system.

You can turn it off if you want, I'll just play my game.

As long as you slightly adjust the speed of thought flow between the system game space and reality, it won't be a big deal if you keep her locked up here for a thousand years.

Considering that I still have to wait for the plot to develop and the police to contact me to sign the contract, I have no intention of changing this thing for now.

I have to say, those 50,000 points were really worth it.

Let her think about it. She had been a Pokémon Master in the game in the Honkai world before, so this time she should change her mind and go to Hyrule to save the princess.

Seda, start!

Volume 83 The chainsaw roars in the dream: Chapter Chapter It hurts, it hurts so much!

Denci limped along the road.

His face was bruised and his clothes were torn. Not only was his body covered in mud, but there were also stains of blood.

All passers-by who saw him avoided him as if he were a dirty stray dog.

He held a stack of crumpled Japanese yen in his hand, but the price, which once had been enough to make him cheer, now did not change his expression.

I miss my son so much.

Before him, it was chopped into pieces.

She even smiled at him as she died.

But he could do nothing but watch his daughter being killed in front of him. He couldn't even bury her body.

Because when he woke up from his coma, there was no body left except dried blood and scattered banknotes.

This money might be used to buy Xiangzi's life.

...What a joke.

What a joke!

She thought that she surrendered to those guys just to avoid getting hurt, and it was all her fault.

Denci clenched the banknotes in his hand.

Shit.

Be it the guys who killed Xiangzi, or myself who took the money and ran away in disgrace...

It's all bullshit.

"Hey, isn't this a dog?"

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground stopped behind Denci, and then a heavy slap hit the back of Denci's head, making him stagger.

"The little brat didn't go to work today. Is the money ready?"

Before Denci even had time to adjust his body, his hair was roughly pulled back by him. The one who did it was a gangster with cheap dyed yellow hair standing behind him.

To be more precise, he should be a gangster working for the gangster creditor that Denci owes debts to.

Although he was forced to look up by having his hair pulled, Denci felt unusually calm when he saw the ugly expression of the gangster in front of him.

This time he can’t run away after being beaten.

But just as Denci was ready to take another heavy blow with his face, the thug suddenly loosened his grip on his hair and made him fall to the ground.

"What? Isn't this rich?"

The gangster snatched the stack of money from Dianci's hand and smiled happily: "Fuck, you little brat are rich!"

"Alright, just consider this as what you have to pay for the next two days. I won't beat you up today. Get lost now."

Without asking for Dianci's opinion, the gangster checked the money that already belonged to him on the spot.

“…Give it back to me.”

"Huh?" The gangster was obviously stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. He moved his jaw, frowned and looked at Denci: "What the hell did you just say?"

"Give it back to me." Denci lowered his head, his voice flat.

And the fact that a lowly dog ​​dared to say such defiant words to himself was undoubtedly a provocation and even an insult to the gangster.

"It seems like you're itching for a fight. You need someone to help you loosen it up." The gangster stuffed the money into his pocket and walked towards Dianci with his fists flexed. "Your face is swollen and you still want a fight? Then I'll satisfy you--"

Before the gangster could finish his words, Dianci's fist flew out and hit the gangster in the face!

Then he was kicked to the ground and beaten.

He was not in good health to begin with, and now he was covered in wounds. How could he possibly defeat the gangsters in this state?

There is no need to say much about the result, it was just a one-sided beating to vent one's anger.

......

When Dianci dragged his injured body back home with difficulty, it was already late at night.

However, the door of the cottage was missing. Through the door frame, one could see that the room, which had once been somewhat warm and tidy, was now in a mess.

There is nothing left but garbage, or rather, everything has become garbage.

Maybe it was done by those who killed Xiangzi, Denci didn't know.

He said nothing, but walked into the dilapidated house silently, then fell down among a pile of waste and looked at the ceiling.

"Pochi...!"

The orange puppy-like Pochita seemed to recognize its owner, and with tears in its eyes it squeezed out from the corner of the ruins and ran towards Denci.

"Pochita, you're still here."

He simply held Pochita in his arms, and the little orange guy was obviously very excited because he hadn't seen him for many days. He rubbed his hands happily and excitedly, making happy noises.

This temperature finally gave Denci some energy, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's great, I wasn't captured by those guys..."

"Pochi!"

Pochita seemed to remember something and jumped out of Denci's arms, then crawled into the corner of the ruins again, then squeezed back with something in his mouth and placed it in front of Denci as if offering a treasure.

It was a dirty candle and a lighter.

The lighter must have been dropped by someone who came to the house to dismantle things.

Come to think of it, it seemed that Xiangzi went out just to buy himself a lighter to light candles and make a wish.

"Pochi?"

Pochita's barking woke up the distracted Denci. He looked at the other party excitedly and his tail kept wagging behind him.

Of course Denji knew what it meant.

So he picked up the lighter and was about to light the candle, but was suddenly stopped by Pochita's little paw.

"Pochi!"

There’s still one person missing, I can’t just order by myself - Pochita seemed to be saying this.

"...Pochita, Xiangzi will not come back."

"Pochi...?"

Facing Pochita's puzzled look, Denji's voice faltered, but he still tried to calmly say, "She won't come back, so let's not wait for her, just make a wish ourselves."

Pochita shook her head.

How can you start making wishes without waiting for your family?

Denji understood what Pochita wanted to say, but——

"Xiangzi is no longer here."

Denji said, “She’s dead.”

Ah, it's out loud.

What? It’s not that difficult!

It's just death. Didn't my parents die before? So now I think it's okay if my son dies. I've gotten used to it.

Yes, I'm used to it.

But why am I still crying?

"...Pochita, I miss you so much..."

"At home, there will be no one waiting for us to come back...!"

The hot tears finally rolled down his face mixed with mud. Denci hugged his only remaining family member Pochita and sobbed, "What should I do...?"

There was no way to save Xiangzi, and even the money obtained after Xiangzi was killed could not be kept.

I don't have the power to take revenge, and I don't even know who to take revenge on.

No matter when he was burdened with huge debts, when he was nearly killed by the devil, or even when he was forced by the gangs to go to an underground hospital to pay off his debts, nothing made him feel more desperate than this moment.

For the first time in his life, he hated his own incompetence so much.

-

[Energy +100000]

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Xiangzi, who was fighting with the Centaur in the game, was stunned when he saw the prompt pop up in front of him: "Who is this expert again?"

"Forget it, no one can slow down my sword-drawing speed..."

Volume 84: The Chainsaw Roars in Dreams: Chapter Chapter Returns Like Lightning

Tokyo, as the headquarters of Japan's Public Security Demon Hunters, has many demon internment camps.

There are famous prisons like the Tokyo Devil Retention Center, and there are also detention centers that most people have never heard of, let alone know where they are located.

One of the detention centers was built a hundred meters underground as a prison for dangerous demons, and even taking the elevator would take a long time.

In such a place that should be heavily guarded, there is now an outsider standing in the elevator.

His name is Kuroki, a folk demon hunter and a daring dreamer who dares to invade the public security prison because of some gossip.

The Public Security Bureau has a wish-making machine that can fulfill any wish - Kuroki couldn't remember where he heard this news, but he didn't know why he believed this rumor so firmly.

So he bribed insiders, hired people to lure away the guards, and poisoned the ventilation system... Kuroki accomplished everything with an execution ability that even surprised himself, and achieved everything as if he was helped by God.

Until now, standing in the elevator leading to that wishing machine.

As the depth gradually increased, everything around became more and more dilapidated, from the cold metal style to become more and more tattered, and flickering lights appeared all around, like a light bulb with unstable voltage shining nearby.

The platform finally stopped at the end of a shabby corridor. The surrounding walls were covered with all kinds of inexplicable junk advertisements, and broken pipes connected to each other could be seen on the ceiling above.

If Kuroki didn't know that he had entered a public security prison, he would probably be more inclined to think that he was standing in a dilapidated building like the ones that can be found everywhere in the slums.

Is this the place where 'that' exists...?

The surrounding environment was unusually quiet. Apart from the monotonous noise of the electric light above his head, there was no sound at all. Kuroki could even hear his own heart beating violently.

After killing so many people and spending so much, I finally came here...

With red eyes, Kuroki walked into the darkness deep in the corridor, his mind filled with the information he had received.

If you want to use the power of the devil, you have to pay a price. It could be body tissue, life span, or something more precious to a person... But no matter what, the principle of exchange will not be broken.

Everyone was like this until someone discovered that many people in the public security department had gradually become able to use demonic powers at no cost during this period - or that they had some way to avoid paying the price.

Everyone wants to know how the police did it, but the gap between those private hunters and the official ones is too huge, and most people can't find out any information at all. In the end, they can only give up or choose to join the police and become one of them.

There is a rumor going around that the Public Security Bureau found some kind of wishing machine, so they used it to fulfill the wish of using demonic power at no cost.

Most people would scoff at this, thinking how could such a good thing happen in the world?

And if there really is a wishing machine, wouldn't it be better to use it to make other wishes? Why do you have to hold on to the devil's contract?

Because of the above reasons, in the eyes of ordinary people, this statement is no different from telling stories or urban legends.

But Kuroki firmly believed that the so-called wishing machine was not an urban legend, but a real thing. The information he received from all news channels hinted at this to him.