Wang Jian opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up. What catches your eye is a typical Japanese-style wing room with beige tatami mats on the floor, a layer of white paper on the wooden sliding doors, and nothing but a square low table.

Wang Jian looked down to check his status, but saw that he was now sitting on a tatami mat, with a layer of mattress under him and a quilt on his body. His clothes had been changed, and the wounds on his arms and shoulders had been bandaged.

Seeing that there was no mutation on his body, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel relieved. He knew that his previous speculation was not wrong, and by killing Alice, he could get her unique T-virus to adapt to her physique perfectly, so as to be immune to the T-virus. And that's not all...... Wang Jian clenched his fists tightly, feeling that the strength in his body had also increased significantly compared to before. The T-virus also prompted his body to evolve.

"Whoa."

At this moment, Wang Jian suddenly heard the sliding door of the room being pushed open. He looked up and saw a man dressed as a monk walking in from outside.

When the monk saw Wang Yu sit up, he was stunned at first, and then he asked in Japanese, "Are you awake?" How does it feel? Is there any discomfort there? ”

"Japanese?" As soon as Wang Jian heard the monk speak, he immediately judged that he should be in Japan or a world similar to the Japanese social environment. So he also said in Japanese: "I'm fine, may I ask ...... here?" ”

Because of the nature of his work, Wang Ji needs to travel around the world, so he knows many foreign languages. He knows a total of five foreign languages: English, Japanese, French, German and Portuguese. Among them, Japanese is the second language he is familiar with after English. Therefore, there was no language barrier for him to communicate with the monks.

The monk said: "This is Liudong Temple. ”

"Yanagidong Temple?"

Wang Yu didn't have much research on Japanese temples, and although the name of this Yanagidong Temple sounded familiar, he couldn't remember where it was for a while.

Just when Wang Ji felt a little dazed, a line of text suddenly appeared on his retina:

"World Information Loading...... Task information loading ......"

"Current World: Moon World"

"Current location: Yanatoraji, Fuyukishi, Japan"

"Mission 1: Kill Kiritsugu Emiya."

"Mission 2: Kill Yan Feng Qili."

"Mission 3: Kill Tosaka Tokitomi."

"Mission 4: Kill the night of the wild goose."

"Mission 5: Kill Kenneth Al Meloy Achpolud."

"Mission 6: Kill Webb Wilwitt."

"Mission 7: Kill Ryunosuke Yusui."

"Complete any four of the above tasks to leave the current world."

……

"Shigetsu World, Fuyuki City, Holy Grail War!"

The world of the moon is a collective name for a series of novels and games created by the well-known Japanese scriptwriter and novelist Nasu Mushroom. Stories that take place in this world include "Tsukihime", "Magician Night", "Empty Realm", and "Fate" series. Many of these works have been adapted into animations. Among the majority of anime lovers, the world of the moon is famous.

Although Wang Jie is a professional killer, he is no stranger to things like games and animation. Even because I need to complete a task every long time, I have a lot of free time, and I am still familiar with these things.

Because he often wanders on the edge of life and death, there are many killers who will indulge in alcohol when they have no tasks, but Wang Ji is not like this. As the saying goes, "wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and color is a steel knife that scrapes bones" Often indulging in the color of wine will dull the reaction, which is fatal for killers who need to be vigilant enough at all times. Therefore, although Wang Wei does not completely reject wine, he is not addicted to it, and only occasionally uses it as a spice in life.

Therefore, in order to pass the free time, Wang Ji will also play games, watch novels, movies, anime and so on.

The worldview of the Moon World is extremely large, and different events occur at different times and places. And the only event that took place in the Japanese city of Fuyuki was the Holy Grail War.

The "Holy Grail" is a miraculous thing that is said to grant no matter what the wish is.

200 years ago, three magician families in Einzbelen, Tosaka, and Maqiri exchanged their unpassed skills with each other to construct a huge ritual system in the Far East "Fuyuki". Finally, this holy grail, which can be called the "Cauldron of Almighty", has been born.

However, this Holy Grail can only fulfill one's wishes. The moment this fact was revealed, the partnership immediately turned into a bloody battle.

After that, every 60 years, the Holy Grail will reappear in the Far East, Fuyuki, which was once summoned. The Holy Grail would then select seven magicians who were eligible to possess it, and give a portion of their vast magic to the seven so that they could summon Heroic Spirits known as "Servants". Decide who is truly qualified to lift the Holy Grail through a deathmatch.

This is the "Holy Grail War" in Fuyuki City.

"Emiya Kiritsugu, Yan Feng Qili, Tosaka Tokito, it seems that this is the fourth Holy Grail War." Wang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The Fourth Holy Grail War was the fiercest battle in all the Holy Grail Wars, and it was the only one in which someone fulfilled his wish.

"Sir, sir, are you alright?"

Seeing that Wang Ji was stunned there for a long time without speaking, the monk asked with concern.

The sudden voice pulled Wang Ji back to reality from his thinking, he came back to his senses and said casually: "Oh, it's okay. Just a little tired. ”

Seeing that Wang Ji didn't seem to be in any big trouble, the monk said with some relief: "Your injury is not healed yet, so you can't be too tired." You have a good rest, I won't bother you. With that, he walked out of the room and closed the door again.

From beginning to end, the monk did not ask a word about the origin of the wounds on Wang Ji's body.

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On a winter morning, dry and cold, Wang Ji finished his morning exercise and sat in the warm living room, eating breakfast and watching TV.

Although it is a temple, it is not out of touch with modern society. Modern household appliances such as TVs and refrigerators are not uncommon.

At this time, three days had passed since Wang Ji came to the Moon World. Due to the evolution of the T virus, Wang Ji's resilience has been greatly enhanced. The injury, which was expected to take a week to recover, was largely healed after only three days of recuperation.

The morning news is being broadcast on TV. The two most eye-catching pieces of news are the unexplained explosion on Warehouse Street in the bayside area of Dongmu City last night, and the fire and explosion at the Hyatt Regency Hotel in Xindu in the early hours of this morning.

"It seems that Fuyuki City is not at peace either. Again serial murderers, and again explosions. ”

The monk sitting opposite Wang Ji looked at the news broadcast on TV and said with emotion.

Recently, Fuyuki City has been very uneven.

Since the beginning of this month, the "Demon of Fuyuki City" has been reported continuously.,A mysterious serial murderer.。 Using cruel methods rarely seen in recent years, there are four cases related to him in the city alone, and it is said that the last one brutally killed the entire family in his sleep, a very brutal murderer. Although the police in Fuyuki City have set up a special task force. Mobilize all the police forces in the surrounding jurisdictions and seize the time to solve the case. However, there is still no progress, and it is still at a stage where it is impossible to confirm the appearance of the suspect.

Because the case has not been solved for a long time, some citizens of Fuyuki City are already panicking. Coupled with these two explosion accidents, it can't help but give people a feeling of "mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings".

Unlike the monks, who treated these two accidents as two unrelated incidents, Wang Ji knew that these two accidents meant the official start of the Holy Grail War. Over the next few days, the seven Masters and Servants will battle each other over the Holy Grail.

"Looks like it's time for me to leave." Wang Ji said secretly in his heart.

The Holy Grail War has begun, and if Wang Ji wants to complete the mission, he must participate in it. And without Servant, his only advantage is that the various forces participating in the Holy Grail War, no one knows about his existence. If he wants to complete the mission, he must try to maintain this advantage until he gains enough strength. As one of the four spiritual lands that can bring the Holy Grail down, Liudong Temple must be widely concerned by all forces. Continuing to stay at Liudong Temple will greatly increase the likelihood of him being exposed. So, he had to get out of here.

"Daddy."

A little boy of seven or eight years old walked into the living room rubbing his eyes. The little boy's name was Yanagito Issei, the son of a monk. Unlike Chinese monks, Japanese monks are not only not afraid of meat, but they can marry wives and have children, and they are able to pass on their temples to future generations.

"Ichisei is up. Say hello to Mr. Wang. ”

"Hello Uncle Wang."

"You're okay too."

Wang Wei and the monk's family finished breakfast calmly, and the wife of the monk Liudong put away the dishes and chopsticks, made a pot of tea, and brought it up.

Wang Jian was about to tell the monk Liudong about his decision to leave, but the monk preemptively said, "Are you leaving?" ”

"Hmm."

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

There was silence in the room for a while, and the two of them sipped their tea, and neither of them spoke.

After a cup of tea, the monk stood up from the table and walked out of the living room.

After about five minutes, he walked in again, put something in front of Wang Ji and said, "This is your thing, you can take it." ”

In front of Wang Jian was a pistol, the same one he used to kill Alice and the others. He thought that this gun had been left in the Resident Evil world, but he didn't expect it to be brought over.

Wang Ji picked up the pistol, and after skillfully inspecting it, he removed the magazine and saw that only the last bullet was left inside.

A bullet is better than nothing.

Wang Ji took back the pistol, looked up at the monk, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”