Although the deed ghost belongs to the death of this anomaly chain, but it still has very little contact with the core of death, the two sides unless there is really something important to communicate, but this communication is not necessarily how deep and frank. "Just tell me the location of the death core whenever you want, no need to attack again." By now the anomalies of chaos and meat shield sentries had followed along with those contingent members and work group members as they withdrew. After seeing Sagen Takei appear, the woman standing there was ecstatic and pounced on Sagen Takei, hugging him in her arms. In front of him stood a strange woman with long hair, and fair skin, looking very young, probably just coming of age, he could not see clearly what clothes she was wearing, and other than that face, she gave a hazy feeling everywhere else. "Already in evacuation, you must be careful yourself!" "Make it imperative that everyone retreat immediately, or my plan may fail c
The figure seems to be unable to move forever, just hold this posture for an unknown period of time, the long river of time in front of the figure, as if fleeting, worthless. "I can feel the anomaly chain change, four anomaly chains, now it's thirteen." All this just because he woke up from a deep sleep, rolled over unconsciously. And the crone's head is also splitting, extending from the top of the skull and down, in the cracking of her open bloody mouth, the crone's lips suddenly wriggled rapidly, bang a direct burst of the head. At the moment that value instead of keeping up with the progress bar, only to see the rapid arrival of 100%, then 200%, 300%, 400%... For a moment, Sagen Takei had the feeling that he no longer belonged to this place or this world. "Because He woke up and all the anomalies rioted?" Sagen Takei was surprised. In Sagen Takei's eyes, he could see a large number of wooden sculptures of the shadow of the moment after he stretched out his hands, from all di
This world is a multifactorial world, allowing for the existence of anything understandable and unintelligible, allowing it to be full of the absurd and the bizarre and all the unreal, and having no rules that go against reality and common sense. If he had to sort it out, maybe it could be divided into those that have been exposed, and those that have never been exposed... It's just a balance. "Isn't now the pecfect time to use it?" The voice reminded him. "No. This is not the time to change everything, and I think there will never be a time to change everything. Everything will change on its own, but let it change itself, not be changed by me.” Sagen Takei shook his head, he had thought about this for a long time, and honestly, in his heart, even though this world is full of complications and contradictions, it is still a world with life. And life cannot be 100 percent affected by external factors, the cells inside it will automatically adapt and adjust, and your only job is to ob
"Taste it." Sagen Takei pushed the plate of cake closer to Amao Shingu, "You've never tried my cake." March in late spring, plus the last few days of heavy rain, today the sky is clear, but the atmosphere is gloomy like the gloomy faces of the homeless. In the store, it's really hard to feel the change of seasons, no matter how warm it is outside because the temperature is kept at the right thanks to the air conditioner. "Oh, I don't really like sweets." Amao Shingu said honestly but still used a spoon to take a small sip, delicate ice cream, ice, and durian mixed with the smell of cow's milk made his eyes shine. Amao Shingu let go of the spoon, "Thank you for the treat." The storefront is a warm yellow instead of a light green fresh, the store is called Wood Statue. But most of the revenue comes from the pastry business. People say this is Wood Carving Bakery, but no one knows that the shop was originally set up just to make the wood carving. The kitchen of the store is not large,
"What I want to tell is related to a macabre story about a female college student who died in a drain well at my old university some time ago." They were sitting by the window, and because it was a hot pot buffet, the heat was hot with oil and water, and there was always grease everywhere. Sagen Takei looked down from the windowsill and could see crowds of people going in and out in front of the various stalls and eateries. A few days ago, Sagen Takei and Amao Shingu agreed to meet and talk when they have more time, and they chose the hot pot restaurant in Amao Shingu's hometown. For Amao Shingu, eating hot pot can give him courage: “I only know that girl's name is Yamaoka. Yamaoka is not a pretty girl, her appearance is often ridiculed by others. Maybe that's why her personality is somewhat introverted and self-deprecating. Moreover, she is not a city dweller, her family originally lived in a rural area located off the island, but for some reason about seven years ago moved to this
Sagen Takei didn't come to Amao Shingu's town just to listen to his story. The meeting place was chosen by Sagen Takei and he had a purpose. Not to travel, of course, though he would use that excuse to ask Amao Shingu for help with a few errands. “I'm thinking of going to Mount Uyeno. You know, the second highest mountain in the country. It would be meaningless if I came here without setting foot on that mountain. I want to find an inn up there to stay and visit for a few days.” “Well, after hearing the story I told you, do you still have the guts to go up that mountain? If you're not afraid, I'll send you a good inn or two up there. But why don't you stay at the hotel? I know there is a hotel that is very nice but affordable.” "Do not need. I think staying at an inn would be better to enjoy the space in the mountains.” Sagen Takei lied without blinking. “This time, although not as crowded as a few months ago, but compared to previous years, there are still significantly more visi
Sagen Takei walked out of the store and saw that the girl hadn't left yet, in front of her was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, thanking her chatteringly. “Thank you, Miss Hideko. Without you, I don't know how to continue the business." The man said. At this point, Sagen Takei had vaguely guessed everything. The man rolled his eyes and saw Sagen Takei, now his expression had changed to a nonchalant one as if he were a double player on stage: "You want to buy furniture?" Sagen Takei shook his head, “No. Are you the owner of the shop? I have seen the wooden furniture displayed in your shop, I must say I admire your sculpting talent. I just wanted to ask you a few things, I am also a woodcarver, so the words I say are all sincere words from the bottom of my heart.” He stared intently at Sagen Takei's face as if guessing whether what he said was true or false. Then he nodded, still in a cold voice: “I don't have much experience to tell you. If you don't b
Sagen Takei put his phone down on the table and fell onto the bed, his only concern now on the case. As for why his brother was able to hire her, it didn't matter to him. The comforter was so soft, lying on it after a long day of work, Sagen Takei relaxed his body and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it. In the middle of the night, outside the window as if the wind blew through, the branches and leaves rustled through a layer of curtains. There seemed to be a figure standing at the window and looking inside. Sagen Takei, half asleep, seemed to hear someone ask him, "Why is your name Sagen?" The dream is as white as the thick fog and like the raindrops falling on the terrace. The voice of the person asking him was a cold soft voice, like frozen spring water and just melted, looking so transparent and beautiful. It was as if it had cleansed Sagen Takei's soul. Sagen Takei was in the dream world, quietly listening to the person's question. Perhaps because he didn't get an ans