Tokyo.

  The horns of fire engines and ambulances echo through the streets of the city.

  It was reported on the news that the largest fire in Tokyo in 100 years was evacuated.

  People from both political and business circles could not sleep at night.

  In addition to the large fires in Tokyo on the surface, these figures with eyes and hands to the sky, see much more.

  Economic shocks.

  The national economy is taking a plunge around Tokyo, and overnight the global investment banks are full of desperate news.

  It's like a game of Jenga.

  Every player is pulling a brick out of this huge economy.

  ……

  "The councillors sent a message and the Cabinet Office said that they were under a lot of pressure, and those MPs were rarely positive, and they were 'concerned' about the current economic situation."

  Standing on the roof of the building, he looked at the beast-eared lady who had climbed up from below for the first time, kicked her down again......

  "It seems that no one cares about the fire."

  Andersen smiled helplessly.

  Shan Ruzod whistled.

  "After all, it is the playground of the major chaebol lobby groups, and the last thing they care about is probably the lives of ordinary people."

  "Let's get on with our work."

  "Are you going to be okay?"

  "Of course."

  Hans Christian Andersen's gaze coalesced as he looked at the huge black ship that was sailing in Tokyo and crashed into Tokyo Tower.

  The ritual was complete, and the cane was tapped in the void.

  Above the black ship, layers of analysis unfolded.

  The complex numerology constitutes decipherment.

  Eventually, the cane turned into a pair of scissors and appeared in Andersen's hand, cutting through the void in front of him, like a piece of cloth that seemed to be out of nowhere.

  "What kind of limits should we put on it?"

  Shan Ruzod asked.

  Andersen, like a tailor wielding scissors and needle and thread, sewed the emperor's new clothes, and replied softly

  "Appetite ......"

  "The Emperor's New Clothes" is glorious!

  Murmurs and whispers sounded all around, and words of praise were all golden, turned into silk threads, and were sewn into the numerology of the black ship.

  The Emperor's New Clothes.

  It has the power to modify the logic of ghosts and gods!

  "Whew!"

  The whistle steamed, and the huge black ship made a loud noise.

  Andersen stopped, and the cane in his hand became dim, having exhausted all the energy he had stored before.

  A moment later.

  The mast of the black ship shook.

  Click, crash down.

  The collapse of the mast was like the beginning of an avalanche, and the deck of the black ship shattered, the hull of the ship collapsed layer by layer, and the keel collapsed, revealing a huge pitch-black figure huddled up.

  ……

  on the central street.

  Inukai was laboriously pulling herself out of the asphalt road, and there were several large potholes next to it, which she had been beaten down and smashed before.

  That woman is simply not like a human.

  Her body, which far exceeded the physical strength of ordinary humans, was actually hung up and beaten by her......

  "Hey, you are a dead house, why do I always get beaten."

  Inu's big tail, pulling the asphalt residue on his body, bared his teeth and said to the glasses otaku who was holding the computer and watching the show.

  "No, no, I didn't say I would be involved in violence, I'm here."

  The glasses otaku pointed to his head, his hands tapping on the keyboard, his eyes kept looking at the screen.

  "Whew!"

  The whistle steamed, and the two looked up at the same time, and saw the black ship disintegrating piece by piece,

  "It seems that there are not simple people in the black gate, who can actually disintegrate the ghosts and gods of the black ship."

  The glasses house closed the computer.

  "We failed."

  "Lost ...... Failed? ”

  Inukai was stunned for a moment, and then his hairy paws hugged his head.

  "It's over, it's over, that crazy woman is going to kill me......"

  "No, the spirit boy is dead, and the reincarnation Dao is also dead."

  The glasses house pushed the glasses and said.

  "Huh?"

  Inukai looked incredible.

  "They didn't plan to survive this operation, and they couldn't survive in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the psionic forces in Tokyo."

  “……”

  "It's a pity, this is the end here, even if they pay for their lives, they still fail, not only our black ship here, but also the operation of the fire of the sleeves should also fail......"

  In front of the eyes of the glasses house, a virtual screen unfolded, using the authority of the brain in the jar, mobilizing the monitoring of the whole of Tokyo, and sensing the signs that the fire had gradually been controlled.

  If the spirit child's plan succeeds, the fire will not be able to be controlled, and if the fire is not extinguished, Tokyo will be burned to the ground.

  However, it turned out that this was clearly not the case.

  "What a boring ending, we can leave now."

  "You're not going to lie to me......"

  Inukai grabbed the hairy ears and looked skeptical.

  The horror of the spirit child penetrated deep into her heart, and unlike the kind of "resonance" that the reincarnation dao had for her, in the face of the spirit child, the dog was more afraid.

  "Lie to you...... Ha...... Hahaha......"

  The glasses house laughed out loud.

  "Don't get me wrong, don't say it's you, even if it's a séance, it's not worth my extra glances, I'm here, I'm just interested in what that old antique who is happy to rob tombs wants to do in Tokyo."

  The glasses house laughed uncharacteristically, and suddenly changed greatly from his image all along.

  "What are you talking about...... What an old antique ......"

  Inukai took a half-step back vigilantly, and he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

  "The chess pieces on the chessboard, how can they know who the chess players are."

  The glasses house took off his glasses.

  Inukai noticed some strange changes going on around him.

  A large number of mosaics flickered, filled with large color blocks with a sense of disobedience, and the phantom of the distorted digital garbled code stream.

  The whole person of the glasses house is distorted and blurred, like the image of a computer bug.

  "Who are you?!"

  "I am everybody, I am everywhere."

  The spectacle house has completely become a mosaic.

  "Aether, this name will become a household name, you will know it later, of course, you can also go and praise my great name......"

  "Po ......"

  The electromagnetic signal around five kilometers fluctuated for a while, and people's networks and mobile phone signals briefly fell into signal loss, and then recovered.

  The self-proclaimed "Aether" is gone.

  Inukai was stunned for a long time, his ears and tail stood up, and then he snorted

  "Phew, it's a fart, what the hell is speaking, the dead otaku is in the second dimension."

  The yin and yang weirdness on the dog feed mouth was thinking in his heart, if the spirit child really died, would she be free? Finally get rid of that horrible extremist!

  Damn, it was again to coerce myself into joining the séance to work for them, and it was to make myself look like this fluffy ghost, and finally got out......

  Anyway, get out of here first.

  And then figure out how to change it back.

  Inukai thought as she turned to run, but a hand was on her shoulder.

  "Where are you going?"

  Inukai looked back, who was the kind-looking Yamaruzod?

  ……

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