"There seems to be a sound, have you all heard it?"
"not at all!"
"Let's go!"
"Mahiro is here!"
"Every minute now may be the time of'world destruction'."
"..."
Ichinose Guren retracted his gaze, he was certain that something must have happened in the park just now.
He shook his head, no longer entangled with these.
The most important thing now is how to avoid the occurrence of "world destruction", and at the same time, let all the people around me survive, instead of choosing as in memory.
But can it really be stopped?
Emperor ghosts, vampires, and higher-level ‘gamers’, none of them can deal with them.
Moreover, in this ‘future memory’, the deviation seems to have increased, and the process before coming here is also different from the memory.
Thinking about this, he clenched the two ‘small accessories’ in his pocket again.
The group still stepped into the research institute.
...
"Want to be together?"
"Of course, you can also leave."
Tianchen stood up slowly and patted the snow on his body and hair.
The snow showed no signs of melting, nor did it seep into the clothes.
Fred Bartley was thoughtful, probably using some means. The snow may be his personal preference. There was not a trace of snow on the silver-haired girl.
"Please allow me to refuse!"
Ferid Bartley replied, a little secretive, better not to know.
The only thing that should be rejoicing, it seems that the other party did not intend to kill him, otherwise it would have ended like that tree just now.
Perhaps, it's just that the other party doesn't bother to pay attention to him.
It is also possible that he is also involved in some calculations now.
In any case, he is always alive, he is different from Ichinose Guren, he doesn't have that many burdens, even if he ever had, he disappeared in his long years.
"That's a pity."
As he watched, the two disappeared into the night.
After a while, Ferid Bartley also got up from the bench, looked back, and disappeared into the snowy night.
...
The spacious space is similar to a ceremony venue.
"Slap, slap—!"
Suddenly, there was a round of applause, and Tianchen walked slowly.
"Ahem -!"
Ichinose Guren looked incredulous. He was surrounded by a group of people, his body pierced by weapons and hands.
And the one who made the shot was a companion he had always trusted.
At this point, the ‘future memory’ has become misleading.
All this is unexpected!
He coughed up blood and stretched out his hand weakly. The moment he stepped into this place, he was so badly injured that he lost the power to resist.
This injury is not fatal.
He also has a ‘ghost curse weapon’, and his vitality, resilience, etc. are already inhuman.
Obviously, he didn't intend to kill him, otherwise it would be better to just beheaded, cut his heart, and hacked him to death.
"Memory manipulation, possession, or..."
Ichinose Guren also noticed Tianchen's bringing, and looked at him with difficulty, wanting to get an explanation of his companion's betrayal, and he believed in his companion until now.
"Roughly the same!"
"The ‘audience’ going off in person doesn’t seem to be in compliance with the rules."
"One, two, three... six."
In the end, I looked at a young girl, who seemed to be named "Hisaki Mahiru", and was also covered by consciousness.
"Unexpectedly, it will end up with such a'script'!"
"you……"
"Give up!"
Such an approach gives people the feeling of being eager to jump over the wall, and can also be understood as desperate.
Tianchen could probably guess what he wanted to do.
"you……"
Ichinose Guren's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was hideous.
"I give you the body, can you get rid of these possessed consciousness?"
"Unfortunately!"
The ‘ghost’ in his heart gave him an answer that made him desperate. None of the things possessed by these people were simple, but roughly described their horror.
"Stop him, finish the experiment as soon as possible!"
"Let this period of history not be changed by this ‘newcomer’ as much as possible. He only has the chance to go back to the past this time. The subject should have targeted arrangements."