I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 341 New Era

Wildfire stopped in the park.
The entire park has been cordoned off; armed police officers are patrolling the intersections and stopping a few pedestrians.

"Sorry, there is an extraordinary disaster ahead; the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department is working to eliminate the disaster. Please take a detour."

The middle-aged policeman wearing a peaked cap raised his hand to stop the two young men, while pointing to his phone.

"Please pay attention to the daily extraordinary disaster reports."

"Oh, we didn't notice."

"Sorry, sorry, we'll leave now."

Upon hearing the middle-aged policeman's warning, the two young men left with awkward smiles.

The police officer sighed and pressed his earpiece.

"This is Area Four, the main entrance to the park."

"Attention all units, two young people have just left; they are very likely to enter the park from areas three and five next."

"receive,"

"clear."

"These young people..."

The middle-aged policeman couldn't help but shake his head as he took off his headset.

"Supernatural Disaster Report" is a mobile app from Japan that is forcibly installed but has permissions that cannot be blocked!

In other words, unless someone is blind, anyone who opens their phone will see the local 'supernatural disaster' notification; these young people came specifically because they knew about the supernatural disaster. They are not the first, nor will they be the last.

As for the reason?

"Extraordinary power, how could it be obtained so easily?"

Indeed, some people survived extraordinary disasters and even gained various extraordinary powers, rising to become "superior people".

But behind these 'lucky ones' are ten or even a hundred times more victims!
Do you really think that those extraordinary beings and evil spirits are easy to communicate with?

In most cases, the other party will not communicate with humans at all, but will directly kill, eat flesh, drink blood and steal souls!

"The right path is to train diligently and take the exams, then enter the 'Curse Arts College' and become an extraordinary being."

The middle-aged policeman muttered to himself, referring to the so-called "Jujutsu College" as an abbreviation for "Tokyo Public Jujutsu University College".

This is a university that the island nation is currently planning to establish, open to all high school students. Admission to this university is a new ultimate goal for all high school students in the island nation, requiring them to achieve a certain score.

Because the school's entrance ceremony is: a Level 3 Extraordinary Potion!

In other words, once you get into this university, you've entered an extraordinary realm.

Moreover, this school also teaches various extraordinary knowledge, as well as the application of spiritual power, and so on.

If you achieve excellent grades, you will have the opportunity to study at the 'Sorcery Academy', which is, in a sense, a subordinate school of the 'Sorcery Academy'.

In this extraordinary era, every day can be described as 'changing rapidly'; the prize for third place in the first 'National High School Martial Arts Competition' is about to become the introductory gift for 'Spellcasting College'.

Of course, those who drink the 'super potion' early on will be one step ahead in all aspects after this period of training and development.

If you can't seize the opportunity, it's because you lack the ability, and you can't blame anyone else.

The extraordinary world can be summed up in one word: swirling!

After all, this is a true era where whoever has the bigger fist is right.

"I really envy those young people,"

Thinking of the four-man team sent to handle this situation, the middle-aged policeman couldn't help but straighten his peaked cap.

An old man like him from the old era has no place in the new era: go home and train your son well, and help him get into a college specializing in sorcery.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, in the valley within the park, a battle is unfolding.

"Ho ho ho~~"

"Ouch~~"

The two groups of 'people' were fighting with their bare hands, and the scene looked rather bizarre and comical.

On one side are tattered corpses floating in the air, their bodies rotting and their forms illusory—the very 'evil spirits' that are wreaking havoc on the island nation.
The other side was also dressed in the white mourning clothes of the dead, with triangular headscarves on their heads, and their bodies were emaciated and withered, also looking like 'corpses', but they were real people.

Hades slave,

This relic, left behind by a certain doctor, possesses the property of 'immortality';
Regardless of the type of injury, it will visibly heal as 'dust'.

Their strength and speed are no different from ordinary people; to experts, they are just boring punching bags.

However, they fought the 'evil spirit' to a standstill. These underworld slaves were also able to attack the evil spirit. The two sides exchanged blows, with fists and feet flying, teeth tearing and claws scrambling, making for quite a lively scene.

"That's amazing!"

As the 'Netherworld Slave' force continued to advance, Tatsuki Hayato turned to look at his best buddy.

"It seems we don't even need to lift a finger; Yukino can handle it."

"Don't be careless,"

However, the blond, slicked-back-hair, gold-chain-wearing mountain god Ryuji was not so optimistic.

"This is a task worth 10 credits."

"If they were just a group of ordinary evil spirits, any student could easily take them down."

Before he could finish speaking of easily sweeping through, a rumbling sound came from the cemetery ahead, and a fully armed suit of armor burst out of the ground.

Who dares to do this?

The armor was badly damaged in many places, revealing dark, empty holes; accompanied by intermittent questioning, the armor drew two rusty longswords from its waist.

"Disturbing the master's peaceful sleep?"

"Is this the 'weak wolf' level extraordinary being that the Investigation Department was talking about?"

"Hmm, a weak wolf-level 'terracotta warrior'."

Upon seeing the person in question appear, the three immediately became serious.

The island nation's extraordinary organizations have evolved to the point where they are no longer operating in complete ignorance, resorting to brute force wherever problems arise.

First, the crowd was evacuated, and then reconnaissance personnel specializing in 'Uranium Light Wave Fist - Radar Scan' were dispatched. After roughly assessing the enemy's numbers and spiritual power, sufficient combat power was sent out to deal with them without wasting resources.

If a tiger-level expert were to be sent to eliminate a dog-level extraordinary disaster;

Not improving one's skills is not something one feels comfortable doing; it's a waste of human resources and a serious dereliction of duty.

swipe, swipe

As the armored terracotta warrior drew its sword and slashed wildly...
The 'Netherworld Slaves' who led the charge were immediately cut down and routed.

"I'll give it a try first—"

The gloomy high school girl, Yukino, was the first to rush out.
While instructing the underworld slaves to create an opening for her, she placed her hands on the hilts of her sword at her waist, ready to strike.

Rushing past the Netherworld Slave, just as she was about to reach the 'Terracotta Warrior', the girl suddenly drew her sword, a silver light flashing across a semicircle as she unleashed a standard Iaijutsu slash at her opponent!
Clang! !

Amidst the piercing sounds of clash, the armored terracotta warrior brandished his rusty sword, blocking the girl's sudden attack.

Next second,
The armored terracotta warrior swayed slightly.

The girl wielding the alloy longsword took three large steps back.

"Indeed, he's a weak wolf, Ryuji!"

After exchanging blows, the girl, having assessed her opponent's strength, shouted out.

"Namo Samanta, Mutuo Nan, Varila"

As childhood friends, Yamagami Ryuji had already put his hands together and began reciting the "Fudo Myo-o Mantra".

As he chanted the incantation, golden light appeared out of thin air and landed on the armored terracotta warrior.

"What is this?"

The Buddha's light, which is inherently capable of suppressing evil spirits, immediately caused the 'terracotta warrior' to feel a heavy pressure, making it difficult for it to move and take a step.

"Dad, Mom, let's go."

On the other side, Tatsuki Yuuto wasn't idle either. As he strode forward, the middle-aged couple floating behind him immediately merged into his body.

A faint light shone on him, especially on his fists, where the light was so bright that even ordinary people could see it.

As the two spirits entered his body, Chenyue Yongren's strength and speed immediately increased dramatically; he circled halfway around in mid-air, swinging his fists and smashing them at the back of the 'terracotta warrior'.

"Despicable outsider."

Suppressed by the "Fudo Myo-o Mantra," its power and speed were reduced.

With her alloy sword in hand, Tatsuki Yukino launched a frontal assault, while Tatsuki Hayato, empowered by his parents, delivered a powerful punch from behind, sending fragments of his armor flying and causing the armor itself to roar in anger.

However, it was clear that this armor did not possess any curse skills such as 'word magic', and it was ultimately destroyed without any significant impact by being ganged up on by the three.

"Yay, my Yuuto is the best!"

"Ahem, my niece Yukino is also very impressive."

While his 'parents' were joking around behind him, a helpless Tatsuki Hayato stepped forward to check the situation and then pressed his earpiece.

"Saki, is anything else unusual?"

"No,"

Saki's voice came through the headset.

"The 'slaves' released by Yukino did not encounter any attacks."

Besides this battlefield, there are many other 'underworld slaves' scattered throughout other parts of the park: underworld slaves are not evil spirits, but they can still be attacked by evil spirits. Combined with drones, this can be considered a kind of extraordinary 'human reconnaissance' method.

"It seems there aren't any left."

"I heard that two junior high school students encountered the evil spirits here, and one of them survived?"

While Yamagami Ryuji and Tatsuki Hayato were talking, Tatsuki Yukino came over and made a suggestion to her two childhood friends.

"To make sure we didn't miss anything, Yongren and I patrolled the park one more time."

"Ryuji, you go back to Saki's side first."

"it is good."

On their first mission, all three wanted to do it perfectly, without any mistakes. The two high school students had no objection to Yukino's suggestion and went off in three different directions.

"be careful."

As it turns out, most of the time there weren't that many surprises.

The three eventually met at the park entrance: Saki, a girl with a side ponytail, stood next to the command vehicle and waved to them.

"A successful conclusion?"

"Ah."

The four were all formidable individuals who had ventured into the underworld and even swam in the River of Three Crossings; while these were merely ordinary evil spirits and a weak wolf-level extraordinary being. They weren't likely to be forced into a fierce battle or encounter any unexpected events.

"Then I will notify the local police station to lift the blockade."

Saki nodded and began contacting the police station.

She also wanted to go to the battlefield with her three friends, but unlike her friends who were all capable, she—having just drunk the extraordinary potion—was only a 'weak dog' level.

They could only stay behind to handle liaison and reconnaissance work.

Shashasha,

Amidst the dragging footsteps, one by one, the 'underworld slaves' gathered from every corner of the park.

Many of them were missing limbs, and as they walked, dust drifted from their wounds, indicating that they were constantly healing.

"Yukino, are you okay with the energy expenditure?"

"No problem, Saki."

Faced with the concerned inquiry from the girl with the side ponytail, the gloomy long-haired girl, Yukino, smiled.

"These 'underworld slaves' are not easily defeated, but they also consume very little energy to recover."

"Perfect as cannon fodder."

"He's still the body of an 'elder' in our town, after all. To use him as cannon fodder?"

It always feels weird.

"Don't worry about it, Saki."

Yamagami Ryuji also spoke up to offer advice.
"If these elderly people knew that their remains could contribute to the protection of future generations, they certainly wouldn't have any objections."

While the two were offering words of comfort, on the other side:
"Yūto, aren't you going to say something?"

"Be careful someone else doesn't sneak away!"

"Dad, Mom, you—"

Yuto Tatsuki rubbed his temples in exasperation at his two lovable parents.

but:

"That's Saki's choice, don't worry about it."

Yuuto isn't stupid; he saw through Ryuji and Yukino's feelings.

Ryuji didn't have this blond, slicked-back hairstyle when he was a child. The reason he dressed up like this was to protect Saki at school: with him, the "troublemaker," protecting her, no one would dare to bully Saki, who had lost both her parents.

As for Yukino, she goes without saying. The fact that she was willing to turn against her adoptive father on the spot for Saki at the Sanzu River shows how deep their friendship is.

Upon seeing Saki again, Tatsuki Hayato was overjoyed, but...
"Yūto, what are you thinking about?"

The sound from ahead brought Tatsuki Yuuto back to his senses.

"Got to go."

Hayato smiled as Saki waved to him, and Ryuji and Yukino stood on either side of her.

"coming."

Let it be.

As long as we're all together, that's enough.

"Speaking of which, should we save up our credits and exchange them for a 'storage scroll' for Yukino?"

The four teenagers walked and discussed: those 'underworld slaves' needed to be transported by professional corpse transport vehicles, which would be troublesome and time-consuming.

The 'storage scroll' is one of the extraordinary resources of the High School of Spellcasting. It can hold a large number of objects, but not living beings. Yukino's 'Netherworld Slaves' are all corpses, so they should be able to be stored in it: it is said that the people in the school's 'Research Department' have taken a few 'Netherworld Slaves' and are studying how to equip them with weapons.

When the time comes, simply unrolling the scroll will summon a group of armed underworld slaves.

"Hey?"

"Saki should be the one to exchange it first."

"I don't need to. You can handle the fighting. I'll take care of reconnaissance."

During their casual conversation, they had already left the park. The local police chief greeted them with a beaming smile.

"Thank you all for your hard work,"

"Would you like to have a meal at our police station before you leave?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Why does that director look so happy?"

"That's none of our business, but this—"

Sitting in the departing car, Tatsuki Hayato browsed the internal website of the Extraordinary Countermeasures Department.

"The fighting in the southern Nicaean waters has temporarily come to an end."

"The Nine-Tails' offensive has been repelled."

Oh?
The other three became interested. The Nine-Tailed Fox's forces were currently wreaking havoc in Nicaea, but all the islanders had not forgotten that these great demons came from here!
If that demon king were to return one day, no one would believe that he would spare the island nation.

Let me see~~

"They actually managed to repel three powerful demons?"

(End of this chapter)