Chapter 173

For the next two days, Chu Xin has been working on developing the shelter and getting it on the right track.

In addition to expanding the scale of mechanical life, escorting the personal safety of the cursed children, and improving infrastructure, they will increase their awareness of the world from all aspects.

However, Chu Xin didn't spend too much time on it. The configuration doesn't pursue perfection, it's fine.

After all, the subway station is only a temporary settlement, and the future shelter will definitely change places, and the cursed children cannot be allowed to burrow underground like rats and cockroaches for the rest of their lives.

During the period, Tendo Kisara and Rentaro also helped out, and Aihara Enju got along very well with those children.

Here, they don't need to deliberately pretend to be normal people, and they don't need to submissively restrain their nature.

Sunny morning.

Forced to be teachers, Rentaro and Tendo Kisara are having an outdoor class.

The girls who were interested took the initiative to move the tables and chairs outside, bathed in the warm light, and listened to the stories told by two high school students.

The two of them are only high school students, and what they have learned all their lives is fighting and swordsmanship, so naturally they cannot be taught.

But this is not important, the girls just peek into the strange and novel world through the eyes of the two of them. What they need is not mathematics, physics and chemistry, but gradually piece together a complete thinking concept.

"Okay, now let's ask questions." Rentaro said more and more skillfully.

He and Tiantongmu looked at each other, both of them were in a good mood.

After all, the salary that Chu Xin gave them was enough to eat meat every meal!

And let Aihara Enju go to school here for free!

swoosh~
Immediately, more than a dozen white and immature arms were raised high, scrambling to be the first, like a group of lively chicks.

"Yanzhu said that teacher Rentaro is her fiancé, and you lived together on the premise of getting married. Is it true?"

"No! That girl was originally boarding at my house!"

The first question made Rentaro fall into silence, staring viciously at Aihara Enju who was secretly laughing.

"Ahem, children, please don't ask these grown-up questions." Tentong Mu Geng coughed.

"Mr. Mugeng, Yanzhu told us that your Oupai is so big that you can't even see your feet. Is it true?" Another little girl asked curiously.

"Huh? How can it be so exaggerated!" Tiantongmu was even more shocked, his face flushed, and both trembled and took half a step back.

She glanced down subconsciously, as if she really couldn't see.

Seeing that the two teachers were left speechless by the question, all the students began to chatter.

"Ms. Kisara and Mr. Rentaro are dating?"

"Are you going to get married?"

"Are you having a boy or a girl?"

"Are your children like us?"

They yelled for a while, and even decided on the name of their child.

Mr. Matsuzaki looked at the joyful classroom with great satisfaction, and couldn't help smiling.

Although the questions of these little girls are outrageous, it just shows that they are human beings with strong curiosity and maintain a normal attitude towards all kinds of new things.

I'm not afraid that they are chattering non-stop, but I am afraid that their faces are numb and their eyes are dead.

Just when Tiantong Mugeng and the two were so ashamed, a tall figure emerged from the wasteland buildings.

Qianju Natsushi and Aragaki Riho, who had been silently guarding the surroundings, followed, like two caring maids, welcoming the returning Chu Xin from left to right.

"Eh? It's the principal!"

"The principal is back!"

In an instant, almost all the little girls rushed towards Chu Xin with cheerful small steps.

Although Chu Xin did not sink into the sound of "principal" and couldn't extricate himself from it, even the face covered by the mask could not see emotions, but the children still surrounded him, expressing their sincere gratitude in the simplest and purest way.

For them, Chu Xin is the blazing light that tears through the damp darkness.

The beautiful things that were once unattainable have now become real and within reach like a dream.

Soft cribs, delicious food, interesting toys, a warm atmosphere, kind adults, etc., let them rekindle hope for life and realize that they are worthy of love and pity.

Chu Xin understands that what touches the hearts of the children the most is not material things, but the attitude of outsiders towards them, a subtle sense of identity.

The ultimate goal is to build their confidence, get rid of inferiority complex, and recast their spiritual will to defy the world!
The title of principal was first proposed by Mr. Matsuzaki.

Chu Xin is fully responsible for funding and construction, and the post of principal naturally belongs to him.

Whether it's a shelter or a school, it doesn't really matter. In his opinion, they are all of the same nature.

Moreover, the children brainstormed a name - Hope Primary School.

This style with a sense of hometown is really not Chu Xin's idea, and he was a little bit surprised when he learned about it.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Chu Xin touched the heads of Qianju Natsushi and Aragaki Riho with his left and right hands respectively.

Both are seasoned starters, so they are additionally responsible for teaching the Damned Son how to use his power.

They are all children under the age of ten, yes, it is indeed cruel to be exposed to blood and fighting.

But the reality is that they may not participate in the battle, but they must not be able to fight. Having a gun and not having a gun are completely different things.

Even if you can't fight, you must have the basic ability to escape.

This is the top priority of Chu Xin's order. In a few days, he plans to let Rentaro be responsible for the specific combat teaching.

"We should go too. The Son of Heaven called just now and asked us to go there." Tiantong Mugeng said.

"Is something wrong?" Rentaro asked.

"I don't know, it sounds like something serious." Tentong Mugeng replied.

Chu Xin speculated that it was probably related to his killing of Scorpio.

Tokyo, which instantly became the focus of the world, naturally became the center of a vortex with undercurrents surging. As the head of state, Sheng Tianzi must have been aimed at his head by countless guns and fell into a quagmire involuntarily.

What exactly is it, Chu Xin dare not make a judgment on his own.

Because I became a Cancer, the original plot has been affected to a certain extent, and the subsequent development is unpredictable.

"Mr. Chu, you should be more careful. The president's death may have been done deliberately," Rentaro said solemnly, "If there is any danger, please contact us immediately."

The president he mentioned refers to the organizer of the "Anti-Cursed Sons Association".

Just one day ago, the president died mysteriously at home. His death was extremely miserable, as if he had been torn apart by wild animals.

The key is that the police, through an hour-long arduous investigation, announced that the murderer was a cursed son from the outskirts!
Such a sloppy conspiracy, but the angry people just can't see it clearly.

In other words, they don't want to know the truth at all, as long as it conforms to what they want in their hearts.

As a result, demonstrations in Tokyo have increased.

Countless people went on strike to participate in it, crying and mourning for the rich people in the Central District whom they cursed on weekdays, and taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to vent their suppressed emotions for a long time.

Among them, there are many rhythmic beasts, mixed in the fire, and constantly leading people to the outer area.

"Don't worry, they will be fine." Chu Xin said calmly.

His calm tone seemed to be full of reassuring magic, Rentaro and Tendoki were no longer too worried, and left the shelter with Aihara Enju.

……

Osaka.

Since Chu Xin released the radiation stream in the city, many people have suffered from nuclear radiation symptoms one after another.

Godzilla's new element has extremely strong erosive and destructive power, exceeding more than half of the radioactive substances on the earth.

Therefore, those who have been active around the presidential palace are either dead or waiting to die, almost all of them are avoidable.

Also includes the ambitious President Qi Wu Xuanzong.

But as the president, he will naturally enjoy different treatment.

The temporary presidential palace is located on a hill estate overlooking the city.

"The final overhaul is complete, you can get out of bed."

Susu~
"Hahaha, I feel like I can kill a Gastrea with my bare hands."

Hiding in the basement in the mountain, Qi Wu Xuanzong was bare-chested, with a haughty smile on his face.

He went to the mirror and admired his new body.

In the mirror, under a smooth and violent bald head, there is two-thirds of black metal!
The holmium metal is tightly connected with the flesh and blood, and most of the internal organs under the skin have been replaced with holmium.

On a piece of skin on the chest, there are five feather tattoos arranged in a circle.

Today's Qi Wu Xuanzong has solved the problem of nuclear radiation and has become a new semi-mechanical human being.

"You'd better get familiar with your body these days, don't run around, and don't blame me if you have any problems."

Behind him, a European and American old man with brown hair was arranging the surgical instruments.

He is old but elegant, wearing expensive gold-rimmed glasses, and a slim casual suit under a white surgical gown.

Although the facial features are handsome and not old, but the brows and eyes are dark and the eyes are dark. At first glance, he is a stubborn person who abides by the old-fashioned.

"Ayn Rand, it's not that you don't know who I am. In terms of stubbornness, I'm not weaker than you," Qi Wu Xuanzong put on his clothes, "Especially Tokyo, I have to go, and I have notified Tokyo aspect."

"Tokyo? For Cancer or Scorpio?" said Ayn Rand.

He took off his white coat, and when he dragged it, he revealed the inside of his forearm, which had the same five-feather tattoo as Qi Wu Xuanzong.

If Sumire Muroto, who was transformed by Rentaro, was here, he would definitely recognize this person as Ayn Rand, one of the Four Sages.

He used to be the top person in charge of "NEXT", the free country branch of the new human project. After the mechanization project was abandoned by various countries, he kept explaining things in simple terms and rarely showed his face.

Now appearing in Osaka, even saved Qi Wu Xuanzong's life.

The two people who were originally at odds have such a close relationship.

"Of course Cancer wants to investigate, that beast almost killed me, and sooner or later I will tear it into pieces," Qi Wu Xuanzong said grimly, "but the main target this time is the remains of Scorpio that fell into the sea .”

Ayn Rand suddenly realized, "So, you want to use the remains of Scorpio to summon other zodiac signs."

Qiwu Xuanzong continued, "I will go to Tokyo for the reason of the president's condolences, and take this opportunity to divert Tendo Kikunojo's attention, and then let the members over there take the opportunity to salvage and transport."

"Does anyone else know?" Ayn Rand asked.

"Only you know for the time being, and the rest will tell you after I'm done." Qi Wu Xuanzong replied.

Ayn Rand nodded thoughtfully, "As far as I know, Tendo Kikunojo is a ruthless old fox. If you go, it will definitely arouse his suspicion. This alone is not enough to divert all their attention."

"Then what do you say?" Qi Wu Xuanzong asked back.

Ayn Rand laughed, "Assassinate their Holy Son of Heaven while you go to Tokyo."

Qiwu Xuanzong raised his eyebrows, "You still have the nerve to say that Tendo Kikunojo is an old fox~ Shengtianzi is the head of state loved by the people of Tokyo, and that guy Tendo also attaches great importance to her. As long as we pose a threat to her, the whole of Tokyo will pay attention to this matter. There is no direct evidence to lead me to the assassination at this time."

"Real kill, or fake kill?" Ayn Rand asked again.

"Of course it's a real killing. Anyway, Tokyo is at its end, so it's better to be dismantled and annexed by us earlier." Qi Wu Xuanzong couldn't help laughing.

"Then I will help you," Ayn Rand twitched his lips. "My strongest weapon, the initiator with IP ranking 97, Tina, she has the owl gene for night action, and is a natural assassin."

"When I kill Tendo Kikunojo and take over Tokyo, you will be credited." Qi Wu Xuanzong patted Ayn Rand on the shoulder.

Ayn Rand replied while packing up the equipment, "This is all for creating a new world. As long as we can expand the power of our Wuxiang Club and eradicate all blocking enemies, what's the point?"

"I have peeped into such a new world more than once in my dreams. It is time for us to speed up." Qi Wu Xuanzong said with lofty ambitions.

Wuxiang Club, an extremely large world-class behind-the-scenes organization.

Its members range from national leaders to ordinary people, covering the whole world and taking root for a long time.

They have a strict class division system, symbolized by flying feathers, and the ranks are incremented from one to five.

The five feathers of five feathers symbolize the most senior members, leaders with great power, such as Osaka President Qi Wuxuanzong and the Four Sages Ayn Rand.

The purpose of Wuxiang Club is very simple and very secondary:

Change the world through bloody means, integrate countries, end the humiliating history of mankind, and lead mankind to a beautiful new world.

……

that night.

Tokyo.

A manor house located in Chiyoda Ward.

The extremely haggard male host sat opposite a man in a suit with a scar on the corner of his eye.

"My wife died in the Central District, and my son was brutally murdered by the cursed son yesterday. Can you understand my pain?" the host said hoarsely.

His son is the president of the Anti-Cursed Son Association.

His wife, who happened to be eating barbecue in Ginza that night and enjoying steaming.

"I can understand. My family also left me ten years ago." The scar-faced man replied.

The two wrists he exposed are covered with regular board fog, which are obviously Japanese-style flower arm tattoos.

He is one of the gangsters in Tokyo.

"Kill them," the male host took out a large box of banknotes, "No matter what method you use, you will destroy all the little beasts in the outer area!"

The scarfaced man accepted it, "Don't worry."

"Wait, what are you going to do?" the host asked.

Revenge is revenge, but don't expose yourself.

"The current parade people are the best guns, and I will make good use of them." Obviously, the scar-faced man can sit in the position of the boss not only because of his muscles.

"Go, I will see them within a week, and the blood will flow like a river." The male host said with a smirk.

(End of this chapter)

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