The husband's face turned pale and he desperately wanted to close the door.

But he used all his strength to feed, but he couldn't shake one of Musashino's fingers,

That's it.

Musashino walked into the room and closed the door.

Syllable~

He turned on the light and found a pair of slippers to put on, which was even more familiar than entering his own house.

"You, who are you?"

The two faces hugged the aura, shrunk into the corner and shivered.

Although they are still cloaked.

But they talked so much just now, you don't have to guess to know that you have been heard.

"It's all your fault!"

The husband was frightened and shouted blaming:

"If you hadn't taken off your disguise, how could you have been discovered?"

"I ......"

The wife looked dazed and helpless, she didn't expect things to happen so suddenly.

Musashino pulled over the chair and sat down:

"Introduce yourself."

The husband was emboldened and asked:

"You......

"Are you, the same transcendent who has destroyed three refuge relics in a row?"

The matter of taking refuge in his homeland is also spreading in the wasteland world.

Most of the wasteland creatures were also watching the excitement, wondering why the great power of conversion to the homeland was so unfavorable, and who had offended.

But......

More or less fearful.

Destroy soil spiders, earthquake catfish, and cloud mirrors in a row......

Although there are indeed known pillar-level transcendents in the survival area who can do it, this time, it always gives the wasteland world a strange feeling.

For the transcendent who "takes refuge in the homeland", I am afraid it is not so simple.

This one doesn't seem to be afraid of anything.

Other transcendents will definitely carefully consider the subsequent chain reaction, fearing retaliation from the wasteland.

But this one didn't at all.

He casually pressed the three holy relics to death.

A few days ago, the organization sent a secret message to the two of them:

[There is a suspicion that an unknown powerful force appears in the survival area, so be careful]

As a result, tonight, someone came to the door!

So the husband made a bold guess:

The one who took refuge in his homeland was the mysterious person in front of him.

"Hmm."

Musashino nodded:

"But what you said is not accurate, the earth spider is currently near my house, so strictly speaking, I have only completely destroyed two holy relics."

Hiss –

Although there was some speculation, they still gasped when they really got a positive answer.

It's really him!

Those who can destroy the holy relics of the homeland are at least the 5th order, the pillar-level transcendents of the survival area!

"Alright, let's talk."

Musashino glanced at the time:

It's early in the morning, one o'clock.

They shuddered and asked:

"My lord, I wonder if you can let us go after saying it? Even if it is permanently sealed, it is better than destroying it directly. ”

Musashino frowned.

The two-faced aura hurriedly waved his hand:

"We say, we say!"

For transcendents of this level, they know that they have no room for bargaining.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ...... in front of him

Farts can kill them.

Next, they provide information that is slightly more valuable.

These two faces come from a wasteland organization called "Samsung Michelin", which is active in the wasteland belt of Tokyo.

That oven......

It is the most valuable wasteland of three Michelin.

"My lord, in fact, it is difficult for us to get in touch with the organization on a regular basis."

They usually carry out their tasks, and they always stuff notes through the cracks in the door.

The note is completely printed.

to avoid handwriting identification.

Musashino raised an eyebrow:

"So what is your mission?"

"Our long-term task is to let all kinds of contaminated food flow into the living area, and increase the probability of distortion of normal humans over time."

"How much success?"

"We've only just sat down in this position, so the bio chef is the first and only one to put it in."

Call~

Musashino's mood relaxed a little.

If there was food contamination everywhere, he might walk out the door one day and the streets would be full of wasteland creatures.

"So for the sake of us being first-time offenders......"

Puff –

The two faces of the aura are seated:

"Please open the net!"

Musashino rubbed his chin:

"By the way, do you have a way to reach out to Samsung Michelin?"

They shook their heads together.

"So, your organization is in the survival zone, are there any other hidden lines?"

Shake your head again.

They really don't know.

In order to prevent uprooting, all the dark lines placed in the survival area are passively receiving instructions and do not communicate with each other.

Even if you meet in life, you don't know that you are the same kind of each other.

"In that case......

Musashino raised his hand.

"Don't-"

They exclaimed at the same time, and then quickly closed their eyes, not wanting to face the fact that they were about to be torn apart.

In this way, the two faces waited for a full five minutes.

Well?

Why haven't we received a boxed lunch yet?

They open their eyes slightly.

I saw that Musashino always maintained the posture of raising his hand, without further movement, and the whole person was frozen there like a sculpture, not moving at all.

Don't even blink an eye.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

The two faces looked at each other and looked at each other.

The husband's eyes rolled:

"I've heard that transcendents sometimes lose control of their strength and have a brief stagnation in their bodies, this guy ...... Could it be that the power is out of control, right? ”

Hey?

The wife grinned:

"Doesn't that mean?"

The transcendent is weakest when his power is out of control, and he can take advantage of it.......

Hey, hey, hey~

Shark him! Shark him!

"Didn't you reprimand us majestically just now, why didn't you see you for five minutes, so you pulled it like thishahaha-"

They clenched their fists, ready to hammer Musashino's skull.

Click-

Before they could stand up, the two faces heard a crisp cracking sound.

But......

Not Musashino's braincase, but their own.

The spirit clone, which had been stagnant just now, suddenly returned to normal.

Poop! Poop!

The big bell rang outside, meaning it was two o'clock in the morning.

Musashino shook his head:

"You two......

"I'm just trying to get stuck on the hour, okay?"

If nothing else, the remaining 999 spirit clones will also end their tasks at two o'clock sharp.

Roughly calculated.

This time, a total of 26 people were eliminated from the Wasteland Dark Line.

Say too much, say less and say less.

Musashino believes that there may be fish that have slipped through the net.

After all, these wasteland creatures have worked hard for more than a hundred years, and they have indeed made sufficient defenses against the Eye of the Spirit Realm, and it is unrealistic to completely eliminate them overnight.

What's more, this list does not include absolute top-level decision-makers in the survival zone.

Who knows......

Will there be one among them?

Nevertheless.

Twenty-six high-level executives received a boxed lunch overnight, and it was in the original form of a wasteland creature......

This incident is enough to make the entire survival area in an uproar.

As for two o'clock in the morning......

This is the time Musashino picked.

Because according to the transcendental theory of the necromancy, two o'clock in the morning is the closest time between the real world and the spirit world.

"Even though you were terrible when you were alive.

"But after receiving the boxed lunch, I still hope that you will have the opportunity to go to the spirit world to reform your ways."

Tut~

I'm worthy of being a great benevolent person in Tokyo.