Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Shuji Tsushima stood up and motioned for the guards guarding the door with guns to retreat. For a while, only himself and Nakahara Chuya were left in the empty chief's office.

"It's a deal."

He briefly explained the reason for overthrowing the long-planned battle plan, and in words, he forged Pandora's Actor, which had never appeared in this world, as an independent individual, "A superhuman whose ability is time manipulation, completely restrained Mimic leader Gide's ability, I reached some kind of agreement with him in private."

There is a better solution, so you don't have to do it yourself.

"If there is such a person in Yokohama, it is impossible for me not to know." Nakahara Zhong also retorted, frowning, and the information that can only be accessed at the cadre level flashed through his mind, and there was no such person. .

After all, such supernatural beings are too rare, and there is no one in Yokohama, let alone someone who is strong enough to fight against the group of gray ghosts.

"Don't try to fool me at a time like this, Dazai." He subconsciously lowered the brim of his hat, and his words were full of forbearance, forcibly suppressing the anger that almost rushed out of the cage of self-control.

"It was you who made the plan before, and you were the one who overthrew it if you said it would be overthrown." Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up a plan that was randomly scattered on the table, which is now just a scrap of paper, and questioned in a low and hoarse voice Him: "What the hell are you thinking?"

There was a dead silence.

No one was troubled by this silence.

Shuji Tsushima lowered his exposed eyes, and stirred the air that was so heavy that it was almost frozen with too plain words, "The person who is with him is one of the 'seven betrayers'."

"what?!"

Nakahara Chuya's breathing stagnated, and he froze in place when he was shocked by what he suddenly threw out.

'Seven Betrayers', but anyone who has a little understanding of the power war ten years ago will know this thunderous title.Behind this name, it stands for seven powerful supernatural beings whose strengths are all at the transcendent level. For the scattered supernatural powers living in the world, they are too out of reach.

After the war, there was no news from this group of people. Whether they retired after achieving their goals, or ushered in death, no one else knows about these.The only thing that is certain is that if there are still living members who intend to do something in Yokohama, the bloody storm stirred up is enough to involve everything around them.For the port mafia as a whole, it is a more difficult problem to deal with than Mimic.

Facing Mimic was already a serious matter of their life and death, plus the Transcendent...

"That's right, it was one of the seven people who ended the supernatural war back then, and the original sin that indirectly led to the birth of Mimic." Noticing Chuya Nakahara's reaction, Shuji Tsushima, who understood what he was thinking, responded accordingly.

He mixed and smashed the fact that he first used the identity of Pandora's Actor to patch the world, mixed with lies, and forged a half-truth and half-fake past.The red scarf around his neck was taken off, and Shuji Tsushima casually put this soft fabric, which symbolizes both power and shackles, on the back of the chair of the leader's desk, and tapped the bandage covering his left eye.

"Although that time-based supernatural power user did not officially join the 'Seven Betrayers', he did lurk within the European officials back then and provided them with a lot of information."

This is not a lie.

At that time, I participated in the research of the supernatural weapon "shell" as Pandora.At the same time, due to various factors, Fyodor drove the administrator to fill the vacancy of the "seven betrayers".For them who know the ending in advance, the purpose of such actions is only to maintain the stability of the world, and they patch the server daily, and the consequences are not within their concern.

Pandora's Actor did use her ability to obtain a lot of high-level information.His mimicry ability is unknown to outsiders, and everything except strength can be perfectly replicated, and the iris lock and fingerprint lock are not a problem.

Just informing another administrator of some official top-secret information can speed up the progress of this bug fix. Is there any reason not to do it?

Shuji Tsushima smiled, with the meaning that watching the excitement is not a big deal. He didn't seem to care that it was the port mafia headed by him who was at the center of the storm. "Of course, his strength is also at the level of a transcendent."

Pandora's Actor, which stores all the data of the Wenye World server.As long as he is willing, he can completely mobilize a certain piece of past data to cover the reality, and let the time go back in this way.

"Actually, those two people have been trying to make up for something, or... to deal with the remaining hidden dangers that the war did not end normally as the wheel of time rolled over."

It's a lie from here on.

"But even now, it is difficult to judge whether the behavior of the 'seven betrayers' is right or wrong." Shuji Tsushima's voice was so soft that it could not be detected, it was more like talking to himself than explaining.He took off his heavy coat and threw it on the back of the chair to accompany the hanging red scarf, revealing a close-fitting black vest that outlined his thinner and slender waistline than ordinary people.

Realizing the hidden meaning behind Osamu Dazai's words, Nakahara Chuya's anger at the status quo was gradually extinguished, "That is to say..."

"Mimic was originally their goal." Shuji Tsushima said in a firm tone, the corner of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

The so-called two transcendents, at least in this incident, are allies.

He counted the existing combat power in detail, and glanced at several strategic plans casually. It was no surprise that the ultimate method of the original leader Osamu Dazai was to use Chuya, "If it is solved by the port mafia as originally planned, the grassroots members Leaving aside the casualties, only you, Chuya, can really display combat power at the cadre level."

"After Mr. Mori leaves, whether Hongye will choose to stay after this crisis is still unknown. The combat power of the black lizard is not bad against the group of soldiers under him, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving in the face of Gide."

"As for Dun...his white tiger ability is very strong, but he can't control it for the time being. After transforming into a tiger, he acts completely according to his subconscious mind. It's hard to say whether he will help or add chaos when he is thrown on the battlefield."

"..." Zhong Yuan was also silent for a long time.

"how?"

Shuji Tsushima spread out his hands with a smile, and laid out the plight of Hong Kong and black in front of him, which is indeed the easiest way to persuade.

Now that Mori Ogai is "dead", the port mafia can no longer withstand more fatal trauma.

Shuji Tsushima guided me, his tone was brisk, the burden on his shoulders instantly disappeared without a trace, and the sadness covering his brows seemed to fade a bit, "I just found out in the Special Agents Section It’s just that I contacted them before, and after that, I only need to pay a very small price to exchange for a license to open a special ability. Naturally, they will solve the difficult enemies, it’s a good deal, isn’t it.”

Zhong Yuanzhong was also thinking.

Everything is too coincidental.

When the port mafia was mired in a quagmire and walking alone, two superpowers who were among the best in the world suddenly appeared to help solve the problem. Is it really such a coincidence?

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the seemingly meaningless leader, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and his tone was quite sour, "... What is the price?"

The person in charge of the negotiation is Osamu Dazai, who has become the leader. What he said seems simple, but in fact, it is not easy to get the help of the transcendent?

Shuji Tsushima just chuckled when he heard the words, avoiding the other party's scorching gaze mixed with extremely complicated and chaotic emotions, and did not answer directly, "Don't worry, it won't be detrimental to the organization."

There seemed to be a ray of sadness engraved in the depths of his pupils, which was soon engulfed by the indissoluble thick fog that lingered in his eyes. If you don't observe carefully, it will be ignored as an inadvertent illusion.

The man lowered his head and murmured in a weak voice that only he could hear clearly: "The only thing that needs to pay is..."

Only Osamu Dazai was alone.

"That's why, Zhongya." He also took off the waistcoat that bound his waist, leaving only a white base shirt on his upper body.Losing the restraint of overly formal attire, Shuji Tsushima felt a lot more relaxed. He walked out and said casually: "Now I'm going to meet that supernatural being, don't let anyone follow me. "

The Central Plains cadres who have always done their duty to protect the safety of the new leader did not stop him too much. He just lowered his head, his eyes obscured by the brim of his hat.

"It's true that you are an anti-power, but the leader." His tone was extremely serious and his eyes were serious. "It is very easy to kill you."

Shuji Tsushima paused when he was about to open the door, he turned his head slowly, the left half of his face covered with bandages was facing the other person in the room, and he didn't know if he saw it.

He suddenly made an extremely embarrassing expression, just like when they were pure partners.

"A slug is a slug, and it's all about messing around in weird places, tsk."

"What did you say--?!"

"Relax—"

Shuji Tsushima dragged out his voice and waved his hand to signal a pause, "That supernatural being is easy to get along with, but his partner who used to belong to the 'Seven Betrayers'... is a mouse that holds grudges and loves people behind the scenes. .”

-

Far below the Maori Detective Office in Mihua City, Fyodor, who was cleaning the store, sneezed without warning.

He rubbed his nose thoughtfully, put the wiped and brand-new tableware in the cabinet, and tried to start a fire to familiarize himself with the kitchen stove in advance.While waiting for the frying pan to heat up, Fyodor put aside the small laptop he bought in advance, and the search interface stayed on "Yokohama".

Pages load incredibly slowly, taking twice as long as usual.

He simply tried to make omelet rice, the most common staple food on the store menu, during which the circle next to the computer cursor indicating loading kept turning.It wasn't until the excellent-looking omurice was placed on the plate that the entry introducing this port city popped up.

Fyodor frowned frivolously. He clicked on the pictures attached to the webpage, and after confirming that the five buildings were indispensable in every Yokohama perspective photo, he showed a clear expression.

Although the pre-work was so cumbersome that he wanted to go on strike for a while, the successful integration of the two worlds has paid off for his efforts.

He clicked on the chat interface between the two.

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: the expected success

Kindly Russian rice balls: do you want to eat them?Keep it for you or not. [Omurice on the cafe table.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: No!eat!

Shuji Tsushima's reply came very quickly, as if he was very dissatisfied with the deliberate poisoning of his friend who was enjoying life leisurely.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey, where is my gun?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: How can I play pvp without a gun!

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: wait for me to pick the lock of the weapon arsenal

Kind Russian rice balls: don’t forget to wear a bulletproof vest, and the leader’s coat is too cumbersome, remember to change into a suit that is convenient for movement.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Good rice ball mother, no problem rice ball mother, has been replaced

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: ... Who said that you don't want a male mother?

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Did I say anything?What did I say?ah? [Don’t listen, don’t listen, Fantuan chanting scriptures.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: I want to drink iced coffee after work, iced coffee!No sweetened milk or black tea with brandy!Fedya do it for me!

……

-

Layers of snow-white bandages were like illusory scattered petals, falling round and round at the young man's feet.

The young man who had erased all the characteristics of the leader walked in the empty corridor, and stopped in front of a certain heavy door that sealed a large number of dangerous objects.The members guarding this warehouse were transferred in advance to facilitate the arrival of a suddenly capricious leader.

Shuji Tsushima took out a hairpin from the fluffy and curly hair, pointed it at the keyhole and tapped it a few times, and with a crisp "click", the door opened.He took the lead in choosing two pistols that were in his hand, and loaded all the suitable magazines into the special wristband.After that, he put on the body armor that was too loose for him, and stuffed a few grenades into the newly changed short black coat.

After tidying up, his eyes rested on several high-performance bombs that were properly sealed in the corner.It seemed to be the product of a hostile organization that once had a strong hatred for the port mafia, and after they were wiped out, these small objects with excellent performance became natural trophies.

Shuji Tsushima hesitated for a while, and finally took out a few and stuffed them into the hidden pocket of his jacket.

He had memorized the internal map of the main building of the port mafia in advance. Without the exposed bandages and the red scarf of the leader, almost no grassroots members could recognize the young man who passed by.

He twisted and turned in the building, quickly avoided all the cameras, stole a Zhongyuan cadre's favorite car along the underground passageway, and drove away alone in the rampant sports car.

Shuji Tsushima's goal is clear, and the reason why he talked so much with Chuya Nakahara is to face the remaining main force of Mimic alone, and then find a way to fight the leader Gide.

When he was studying with Sakunosuke Oda earlier, he just honed his physical skills and marksmanship, trying to be on par with professional killers.Occasionally using the ability, because it will not have any killing intent on Oda, it will never be able to cause a singularity, and it can't even make Tianyi seamlessly create chaos.

After all, the main function of Odasaku's abilities is to predict future dangers, not to predict where he can hide without being scoured by water guns.

Facing Gide, who had the same supernatural effect, Shuji Tsushima brought a real gun this time.

The car that was on the verge of being scrapped due to several soul drifts along the way was parked on the side of the road with a big flick, and the deformed car door could not even be opened normally, forcing the young leader who was on his way to the battlefield to smash the glass window, leaving him completely lost. climb out.

Shuji Tsushima squatted down and looked at the tires of the car that had already deflated, and the gaps in the hood were even emitting black smoke, indicating the end of this expensive sports car being scrapped.

He scratched his head thoughtfully, murmured irresponsible words like "forget it" and walked into the oak-grown shrubbery without looking back.

Even though the world is different, Mimic's vision of the base chosen has not changed.

He completely blocked all system messages, concentrated his energy, and concentrated on preparing for the upcoming battle.

The bungalows standing in the deserted jungle are the remnants of the supernatural war.

It is no longer necessary to find out who the former owner of the house was. He seemed to have been implicated in a wrestling between the governments of various countries, confiscated all his property and sent him back to his country, leaving only this religiously significant bungalow standing here.

After that, the ownership of this bungalow gradually became blurred, and it became a land without owner as time went by.

Tsujima Shuji raised his gun and shot quickly before the enemies watching outside the house found him.Two consecutive bursts of fire came out from the muzzle of the gun, and the two enemies armed with submachine guns tens of meters away were instantly lifeless.The bullets accurately penetrated their skulls, killing them in one blow without any unnecessary pain.The splashed blood splashed onto the nearby tree trunks, and the smell of blood mixed with the unique fragrance of the trees was disgusting.

Following the method of Oda Sakunosuke in the novel, he steadily cleared out the peripheral soldiers, considering Dazai Osamu's physical fitness, he did not dare to advance rashly.

After all, in this body now, the only supernatural ability is that it is unqualified in the world.

After dealing with the sniper above his head, Shuji Tsushima hid behind the dilapidated wall at the door, letting the overwhelming bullets fly from behind, and the ear-piercing roar continued.He panted slightly, calming down the breathing of this body that had not undergone much combat training, and counted inwardly for more than ten seconds.

Faced with more than four enemies holding machine guns without cover, the only chance is for them to change the magazine within a few seconds.

So far, the Hong Kong black leader who has dealt with nearly ten enemies has not suffered too much damage. The biggest reason for this is that the enemy is not at the same level as him, and the bad compatibility between killers and fighters may also be included in the calculation.He bit the pull ring with his teeth in advance, and took advantage of the moment when the gunfire stopped half a second later, he threw the grenade directly into the bungalow from the shattered door.

"Let's go." Shuji Tsushima held a salty metal pull ring in his mouth, his tone was vague.

Fierce waves gushed out from the hall, shaking his eardrums to tremble, and a few screams were mixed with the bursting sound. The enemies standing at the commanding heights of the stairs were all implicated by this overpowering grenade.

The young man stepped into the bungalow step by step, and even fanned his hands back and forth when he had time, wiping out the sparks that were about to fall to his hair, and braved the rush into the house to shoot at the still-dead enemy.

-

Although Mimic's degree of difficulty had been expected, Shuji Tsushima was still seriously injured after he successfully dealt with Gide's deputy.He took off the body armor embedded with several bullets that had been completely scrapped, and the impacted bones made a "creaking" dry sound with his movements, and the dull pain could not go away for a long time, as if there were cracks in some ribs.

His body was already bruised and purple.

Compared with the original Osamu Dazai, the biggest difference between him after being crowned by Shuji Tsushima is that the strength of the two is not at the same level.

Oda Sakunosuke's actions were fully analyzed and stored in his mind.Regardless of Osamu Dazai's own physical strength, his current strength is closer to the level of Assassin Ori when he was young, but it is just a low-profile version that cannot predict the future.

Fortunately, these shortcomings can be made up by brainpower.

When fighting in the narrow corridor before, Shuji Tsushima relied on his terrifying calculation ability to hit a few ricochets aimed at the wall and successfully resolved the battle behind the bunker.

It's just that this kind of good luck didn't favor him for a long time. Gide's deputy was obviously stronger than his subordinates by a large margin. Without the blessing of gm account qualification, he fell into an absolute disadvantage after facing up.In all fairness, if Osamu Dazai's body could keep up, the fight with the deputy would not have been stalemate for such a long time, and it would not have been delayed until he was close to exhaustion before resorting to insidious tactics to resolve it.

After that, Shuji Tsushima was forced to face the leader of the Mimic, Andre Gide, in his worst form.

The location was still the same ballroom, and Oda Saku pushed the original Dazai Osamu to a bright place.

"is it you."

Gide stared at him without concealing the meaning of scrutiny, and did not immediately judge whether the young man was qualified, after all, the other party had never shown his supernatural ability until now.

"Are you the one who can give me the death of my soul?"

"Probably?" The blood-stained young man pulled out a mocking smile. He wiped away the sticky bright red around his eyes with his cuff, and said with a sneer, "I'm not sure about this either."

Gide stared at the too thin young man in front of him for a long time, and it was hard to believe that it was such a young man who might be called a boy who gave his subordinates salvation.After looking at each other, he seemed to be sure of something, and suddenly chuckled: "A grain of wheat does not fall on—"

"Stop, wait, give me a pause!" Shuji Tsushima immediately interrupted loudly, with a look of disgust on his face, "Chapter 1224 of "Book of John", right? I'm getting tired of hearing this line, so trouble Can you not talk."

He sighed, and continued to wipe the blood on his face like no one else was there, as if he didn't have the slightest awareness of being on the battlefield, "Actually, the port mafia was going to mobilize all its forces to fight you, but I suddenly changed my mind."

Gide showed a clear expression when he heard the words, "So, you are the new leader of the port mafia."

"Thank you very much, otherwise, Mr. Mori would not abdicate so easily. I think it will take a long time to plan to become the leader." Shuji Tsushima seemed to be relaxed, chatting casually, but secretly his spirit was as tense as a touch. and broken strings.Noticing the slight movement of Gide's finger on the trigger, he suddenly dodged sideways to avoid this bullet with a clear intention and an invitation to death.

He took advantage of this gap to throw two backhand shots. After a month of special training for the devil, no matter how tricky and weird the shooting posture is, it is no problem.

Even so, the bullets aimed at Gide's heart and right leg were easily dodged by the opponent.

The man just shook his body in a very small range of motion, as if avoiding annoying flying insects in the air.The bullet seemed to avoid him by itself, smashing the already incomplete glass window behind him.

Seeing this, Shuji Tsushima pursed his lips, adding to the solemn look that hadn't really faded since he entered the room.

"The ability to foresee the future is really troublesome. No wonder the bell tower attendants secretly pushed you to come to Yokohama."

If it is just to seek a battlefield that can liberate them from their hesitation, there are very few people in the world who can fulfill this wish.Before finding the one who is destined to grant salvation, they will always be gray ghosts wandering in the world, and countless crying undead will be born wherever they pass.

He rolled forward suddenly, closing the distance between the two while dodging the bullet that would have hit the abdominal cavity.The muzzle fire of the gun aimed at the ground flickered slightly, and the rebounded bullets roared straight to the bones of the enemy, and were easily dodged.Shuji Tsushima gritted his teeth and forbearance, the dull pain all over his limbs clamored that his limit was approaching, but the words from his mouth never stopped, "The person with the supernatural ability you have been looking for exists, and it is now in Yokohama. "

"Is that supernatural being you?"

"Maybe, maybe not." He coughed lightly, blood dripping down the corner of his mouth, "Who knows."

Tsujima Shuji kept running, and every movement raised a piece of decayed and weathered floor tiles, mixed with the firelight that fell at his feet from time to time, making the smell of gunpowder in this abandoned dance hall more intense.

He tried hard to control his breathing, the corners of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his lungs gradually felt a sharp pain that was on the verge of limit.It's just that with the foundation of this body, it's not easy to persist until now.

"You don't need to explain your ideas to me, that kind of thing has already been understood." Shuji Tsushima once again stopped Gide's movement to speak, and the cold sweat all over his forehead slipped down, caused by the bullet that passed close to his temple The scratches gathered together and meandered down together with the blood, staining the shirt that was so dirty that its original color could not be seen.

His movements gradually slowed down, and his exhausted body couldn't dodge a ricochet that bounced off the wall behind him.

"Hmm!" Shuji Tsushima grunted in embarrassment, his left hand holding the gun trembling uncontrollably.The thin clothing soaked in blood clings to the skin, and he breathes short and fast, resisting the severe pain that spreads from the back shoulder and penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Those who earnestly seek true and lasting glory will forsake worldly glory."* He murmured something in a low voice.

The heart, which should have disappeared long ago, suddenly throbbed for a moment.

Under Gide's gaze, the young man threw away the gun in his left hand as if giving up. After all, it was quite difficult to even lift his left arm, let alone continue to bear the recoil of shooting.He seemed to have made some extremely difficult decision, showing a wistful smile.

"After all, I excerpted it in the appreciation class of foreign literary masterpieces, which is very suitable for you." Shuji Tsushima said words with unclear meaning, and the unreasonable palpitation gradually enveloped the obviously disadvantaged youth, but it was very harmonious with himself, As if this is the strength he should have.

This breath...

Gide's eyes gradually widened, and an expression of astonishment appeared on his face covered with traces of weather and baptism.The traveler who has been wandering in nothingness for a long time finally found the only light that fell in front of him, and the joy that engulfed him in an instant was crazy and distorted, making people fearful.

The power prediction screen played in his mind froze unnaturally for a moment. In that future, Gide saw himself being pierced by more than a dozen bullets that suddenly appeared.They seemed to have suddenly appeared beside him, and there was no enemy figure at the source of the bullets, as if they had emerged from nothing at a certain moment, and appeared less than three centimeters away from his body.

Between the eyebrows, the temples, the back of the head, the heart, the spine, the abdomen, the limbs, the bullets that appeared at the same time locked all his dodging paths, no matter what direction he evaded, he could not avoid the end of death.

The narrow door can predict the future five to six seconds later. Gide has avoided countless death invitations so far by relying on this ability.It was only at the moment when he wanted to jump back from the spot and dodge to avoid the idea that the plural predictive pictures overlapped with the original one, and this was the first time that the ability appeared in such confusion.

Dodging to the left, the bullet whose position changed first entered his eye socket, and then all the remaining dozen or so bullets hit him.Dodging to the right also cannot avoid the ending of being instantly turned into a bloody corpse.

Gide showed a crazy look on his face, as if he was staring at some peerless treasure, and said in a trembling tone: "Just now...that is your supernatural power?"

"It's an experiment." Shuji Tsushima sighed softly, "I'm just telling you what I can do."

It wasn't because he predicted how the enemy would dodge and made corrections in advance, but no matter how the opponent responded, he could extend this second to infinity at the moment of making a choice.After that, there is an extremely simple operation, using bullets to completely block the enemy as a living target in the space where time stops flowing.Make sure that after the time stop is released, before the bullet hits the target, the enemy can't get out of this short moment, which is less than a millisecond.

"Then why not in the first place—"

Ignoring the enemy's questioning, Shuji Tsushima just explained, the light that originally existed in his eyes gradually dimmed, "I came here to verify a certain guess, if it succeeds, then take advantage of the opportunity to do a rehearsal for a certain moment in the future .”

"My supernatural ability is probably at the level of a transcendent, capable of rewriting reality." He slowly raised his only free left hand to his chest, caressing his heart as if he didn't care about the pain The only remaining light in the eyes disappeared.

"That is to say, it is easy to kill you."

It's true.

Gide could tell that he had encountered this familiar sense of oppression once before.It was an enemy he and his subordinates had encountered on the battlefield during the supernatural war.

Belonging to the enemy's "transcendor".

"But for some reason, I didn't want to use it at first." Shuji Tsushima's tone gradually became low and hoarse, and was clung to by a void of darkness, "Once the switch is turned on, certain things cannot be undone."

The consciousness belonging to the leader of this world, Osamu Dazai, was forcibly suppressed by him, sleeping in this body like Snow White who was framed by the vicious queen.Shuji Tsushima temporarily covered the original leader Zai with his own consciousness. When he came to this world, he did not directly activate the gm account like Fei Jia did. As a result, his physical fitness was framed within the scope of Dazai in this world.

Relying on the experience he had learned from Oda Saku for a month, he faced André Gide directly with this body that was so bad that the doctor would frown upon seeing it.

If he wants to use the administrator skills as the leader Zai, he must unlock the authority of this body and connect with the original "book" of the world.But this permission will not disappear even after he leaves, which means that Osamu Dazai of this world will be forced to become a Game Master, and take on the responsibility of repairing and maintaining this merged world.But because he failed to create the Vest in advance, the extra pseudo-power "retrograde" to manipulate time, and even the transformation ability of the double phantom body, will directly appear on his body.

As the leader, Osamu Dazai will become a rare person with multiple sexual abilities.

The essence of an administrator is a person who has suppressed and usurped the original power of the world, and the incarnation of the original power is the "book" that every Wenye world has.

In other words, from the moment Shuji Tsushima decided to open his authority to deal with Gide, Osamu Dazai in this world was successfully expelled.

He is the source, he is the "book".

When the GM function was restored, Shuji Tsushima was the first to notice several illusory red beams of light heading straight for his vitals.It was a sight that could only be seen when using the identity of Pandora's Actor. It was a reminder of the nearby attack, and both the time and the range were marked in an easy-to-understand manner.

The countdown was about to come to an end, and Shuji Tsushima's movements were different from before, without the sense of urgency of dancing on the tip of the knife all the time.He limited his movements to the lowest range, and just turned slightly sideways, letting the bullets gallop past his skin.

"It is also possible to simply predict the attack you are about to receive, but in a different way." He explained in a low voice, "This kind of power is not even included in the power system, so it cannot create a singularity with your power."

"So, how is this?"

Shuji Tsushima narrowed his eyes, warm blood fell into his eye sockets, stimulating his fragile and sensitive vitreous body all the time, covering his vision with an indelible red.The roulette inlaid with purple gemstones was formed by a group of abruptly appearing light spots, and it was fixed on his left wrist. Under the dial engraved with fine patterns, the tightly meshed gears turned in the opposite direction.

Ability, retrograde.

The concept of time disappears.

"Stop it, let me give you salvation instead of that person."

-

It was nine o'clock in the evening that day, and the door of the Poirot Café located downstairs of the Maori Detective Agency was closed, and a brand new sign with "close" was hung in the center.The owner of the shop, who seemed to be here in advance to prepare for the official opening of the shop tomorrow, pulled the curtains tight, and there was a faint light peeking out from the shop.

Tsujima Shuji sat on the chair in the staff lounge completely exhausted, and the clothes stuck to the wound due to blood coagulation were cut into rags.He only had a pair of shorts on his body, and shocking scars were everywhere, and the feet were covered with medical cotton soaked in bright red blood, and the pungent smell of disinfectant and rust filled the entire space.

He frowned tightly, and a suppressed moan kept coming from his throat, "Uh woo..."

"So? Where's the promised body armor?" Fyodor asked, his hands moving non-stop.

"I didn't have time to dodge when I was fighting with the deputy, so it was scrapped."

"Oh."

"Fei, Fei Jia..."

Fyodor's movements were as gentle as possible, his hands with medical gloves were steady, and he carefully used tweezers to remove the bullet stuck in the shoulder blade, and the small metal object stuck to the flesh was thrown into the tray aside.

He opened the cap of the hydrogen peroxide bottle that he had prepared in advance during the day, without prior warning, and fell directly on the bloody bullet hole on Shuji Tsushima's shoulder.

The other party's hand that was pinching the hem of his clothes suddenly twitched, a painful burning sensation spread from the wound, and the oxidized white foam corroded his exposed skin, causing a layer of abnormal mist to form in his eye sockets. .

"It's useless to be coquettish." Fyodor turned Shuji Tsushima's head back in a strong tone, not looking at the other party's deliberately pitiful expression, and glanced at the TV news out of the corner of his eye, "I lost."

Shuji Tsushima replied sullenly, "Hmm..."

Disposing of the inactivated and necrotic tissue in the wound, Fyodor noticed that Xiuzhi's body was trembling uncontrollably, and Fyodor silently sped up his hand movements, trying to shorten the suturing process.He brought up the topic casually, trying to divert his friend's attention, "After all, you've only been practicing seriously, so it's not bad to have this kind of result."

Even if the root cause is that the aptitude of the gm account is too anti-human, it takes only one month to master the knowledge forced into the brain... His Xiuzhi is really scary when he is serious.

"In the end, I still used a bomb. It is really difficult to reach the level of Odasaku." Shuji Tsushima bit his lower lip, trying to ignore the pain coming from his shoulder, his face turned pale.

The TV was broadcasting the news of a sudden explosion somewhere in Yokohama, and more than 20 charred bodies were found at the scene. It was the decisive battle between the Hong Kong gang leader and Mimic not long ago.

Abandoning all supernatural powers and only relying on his own strength to gamble his life with real swords and guns, Shuji Tsushima was eventually defeated by Gide's gun due to lack of actual combat experience, even if the data of the gm number was enabled later.

In the end, he had to take out those high-performance bombs, and in the field of time-stop