I am a god in Tokyo

Rio Futaba drew an arrow after the hollow man and wrote a question mark.

"The initial illness, and then to the numb and empty person, is the development trend of the hollow mind. What happens after the empty person?"

In the eyes of everyone,

She tapped on the whiteboard and spoke her conjectured conclusions.

"disappear."

"Disappear?" Tohsaka Rin unconsciously sat up straight.

"The present, past and future, all traces of the material world will disappear." Rio Futaba pushed her glasses: "No one will remember their existence."

Isn't this the impact of the Lost Land on the outside world?

Tohsaka Rin was surprised, and then thought of some kind of worse development.

"Yes."

Rio Futaba could see her fear.

"Humans are social animals. A person will have friends, family members, and social connections. When this person disappears, the social connections he belongs to will be lost."

"If this lack is not replenished, it will leave a hole in the heart for others, and then repeat the same path."

"Eventually, it will spread all over the world until everyone disappears."

The rule of six.

The relationship between any two people can be determined to be within six people.

Uehara Satoru still missed a little bit,

There is no need for the Lost Lands to spread, as long as this psychic meme virus spreads, it will be enough to destroy the entire human civilization.

"White Fog Forbidden Area—"

Rin Tohsaka woke up suddenly.

In the Lost Lands, there are empty people with advanced mind meme viruses. Isn't the white mist restricted area more dangerous, or even disappear completely?

"When you can remember Mr. Chen He, it means that he is still safe. If you completely forget about it, it means that he is irreparable."

Rio Futaba said so.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Looking at the silent people, she clapped the data in her hands and couldn't wait to get into the research.

If it wasn't for Li Shengqianxia's request, and the fact that she rarely met her classmates from the same school, she wouldn't have the heart to say so much.

No need,

There's nothing you can do about it.

"Also!" Tohsaka Rin gritted his teeth, trying to hide the frustration and powerlessness in his heart.

She wants to know more information,

Only by knowing more can we come up with a solution.

"What's the reason for the monster?"

"If the mind virus will inevitably hollow out and disappear people, there is no need for monsters to appear...Unless there is someone leading behind this abnormal event, it wants to speed up the process!"

Even Kuriyu Chinatsu was surprised by this speculation.

Is it possible that someone dominates the Lost Lands?

This is no ordinary event!

"Your speculation, it's not like no one has thought about it." Rio Futaba hesitated for a long time, and then glanced at Qianxia Kururi and Tomoe Koga.

Perhaps it was because of these two people that she let her guard against Tohsaka Rin.

The buttocks that were about to move away sat back on the chair.

"But has it ever occurred to you that...maybe 'monsters' aren't a rule in The Lost Lands?"

"What's going on here?" Li Shengqianxia couldn't sit still.

"This is just my speculation." Rio Futaba said: "From the scientific point of view, there is a related connection between the empty mind-the empty person-the place left behind, and in this logical and self-consistent cycle, the 'monster ' Shouldn't exist."

"Not only monsters, but even time reset should not exist. These two have nothing to do with the void of the mind, and are parallel lines that should not intersect."

"If it is said that the Lost Land was created by someone, then the 'monster' and time reset were created by other people."

"This is just my conjecture. If someone can create a time reset and mind virus, then it is not a human being, but a god."

*

Stretching out his hand to touch the white mist in front of his eyes, Uehara Satoru felt as if he was walking in the water.

It's just that the resistance is not that great.

He didn't even dare to breathe, who knew what strange things he would inhale.

"There is...but not much."

The white mist restricted area, except for the white mist that obscures the sight, is the kind of inexplicable power that covers the soul.

It's like licking a dog and seeing the goddess and Gao Fushuai coming out of the hotel, suddenly sad and uncomfortable, wishing to slam his head against the pillar to death.

You said why don't you slap the goddess in the face,

Because the goddess can't be wrong, the only thing wrong is licking the dog.

The power of influence on the mind is similar to what Uehara Satoru guessed. Every time he takes a step forward, this depression, despair and pain become more and more obvious.

Such a negative force aimed at the mind is simply a joke to him.

Once God's Domain is opened, even more advanced negative ravings can be blocked.

Uehara Satoru suppressed the natural reaction of God's Domain, because he wanted to truly experience the influence of the White Mist Forbidden Zone.

"I am able to reach today's strength, in addition to my own hard work, the incense and fire gods also play a large role."

"Let me see what I can do without relying on external objects!"

The spiritual power in the white mist is both an influence and a temper.

He suppressed God's Domain and stepped forward.

A tidal wave of negative emotions flooded in.

"God's Domain!" Uehara Satoru's eyes focused, and God's Domain naturally opened to protect the soul and exclude these negative emotions aimed at the soul.

no negative effects,

The white mist restricted area is simply the back garden.

He squeezed the sword formula, and the sword pill cut a path out of the mist, and jumped out when it hit him.

The place he jumped out of was actually the rooftop of a tall building.

The still dense white mist permeated every place within sight. Even Wu Zhi, who had excellent eyesight, could not see through this mist, so he could only move forward cautiously.

Standing on the edge of the roof, looking down.

The city was silent, without any sound. He looked into the distance, and the silhouettes of skyscrapers appeared in the thick fog.

It is the tallest building in Yokohama.

The building that had long been swallowed by the restricted area of ​​white mist.

It's here, right.

Uehara Satoru took out the alchemy pistol from under his robe, and instead of taking the stairs, he stepped on the nodes on the edge of the tall building and slid all the way to the bottom.

Before setting foot on the ground, through the fog, he could see the vehicles parked on the street.

But now, he discovered that it wasn't just the vehicles that were stalled.

Countless people stood in the road and sat in the building, men and women, old and young, everyone had a frightened expression, as if someone had pressed the pause button while running for their lives and calling for help.

What's even weirder is that these people's faces are painted with strange and weird paint pictures.

Some have painted a king on their heads,

Someone painted a bastard on his face.

Uehara Satoru looked all the way, without exception, everyone's face was more or less smeared with stick figures.

"Can someone act?"

Uehara Satoshi shuddered.

He didn't care about these statue-like people, and quickly searched the city. Fortunately, the restricted area of ​​Baiwu was not very large. As soon as he walked out of this street, he saw that the ground, walls, and shops were covered with words.

"Is there anyone, are there any living people here?"

"I'm going crazy!"

"I ate the cake from this shop today, the taste is average, I won't come next time!"

"If it's a variety show, don't let me find you, or I'll sue you for bankruptcy!"

"...I was wrong, it doesn't matter to shoot variety shows, please, don't hide."

Countless words, covering all areas within sight.

From the initial beauty of the text to the wild dance of abandonment at the end, Uehara Satoru can imagine how the mood of that person changed in this quiet and strange environment.

Follow the direction of the text.

The brisk song came from the corner of the street, and he subconsciously stepped lightly and raised his vigilance.

around the corner,

Someone is holding a paintbrush, humming a song, picking up makeup tools, and smearing on the face of a frightened, frozen office worker girl.

Actually dressed the other party quite beautifully.

"All right!"

She propped her chin, looked at her work, looked left and right, and felt that there was still something that she was not satisfied with.

"Do you want to draw the eyeliner?" Someone next to him suggested.

"Yeah, I haven't painted my eyeliner yet!"

Suddenly, she picked up the makeup tool, drew the eyeliner carefully, and planned to thank the kind person.

She froze suddenly, turned around slowly, and a scream brewed from her throat.

"I do not--"

Before Uehara Satoru explained his origin, he was hugged tightly by this beautiful girl in a gray bunny costume.

The other party's beautiful figure fit him perfectly,

"A living person is a real living person!"

She felt the heartbeat and temperature of a living person, and she was so moved that she couldn't speak.

Not just a living being, but a man.

Although I can't see the face very clearly, the figure is really good.

"..."

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." The girl touched the corners of her eyes, and after the initial excitement, she calmed down and sobered up.

She put on her coat to prevent the spring from leaking out, and looked at Shang Yuanwu again and again.

Not only the figure, but also the appearance is quite capable.

It is not impossible to consider recreating human civilization with this person.

"you--"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted mercilessly by Uehara Satoru.

"I ask you to answer."

"...it is good."

Although a bit strong, strong men are not annoying.

"Name, age, identity, why did you appear here, and how long have you lived here?"