Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 8 Day : The Other Side of the Story
The next day, the streets of Tokyo were bustling with people and cars. Amidst the traffic, a frail college student with a panicked look on his face, carrying a bag of food in his hand, hurriedly turned into a small alley.

Deep in the alley, a big man from Northeast China was pacing back and forth anxiously with two people.

Yesterday, eight people left the team. Because Zhuang Boshi and Chu Xuan had already revealed Kayako, all the cannon fodder that were supposed to be sacrificed on the first night survived.

Some of them found themselves in heaven when they arrived in Japan. Referring to the stories on Yilin Readers, they tried to find ways to become rich by working as a dishwasher and settle down in Japan. They really wanted to stay.

These people left the team again not long after.

The other few people realized that this was the real Japan, but they were still a little cautious.

They discovered that the time displayed on the clock and calendar was 1998. Combined with the previous explanation of the senior person, even if they didn't believe it in their hearts, they still felt a little creepy.

Among them was the big man from Northeast China who was comparable to Chu Xuan and who carried a few burdens to the sixth wave in Yuanzu Wuxian.

But they found out too late. Zheng Zha's team had also left. They had no communicator, no money, no channels, and no language skills. They had no place to live and no food to eat. Several of them were starving, so they had to ask one of them to steal some food from the convenience store to fill their stomachs.

(In the world of The Grudge, there is indeed a language restriction. Later, perhaps Z thought it was too troublesome, so he added a universal language translator to the reincarnations.)
"This is just some useless stuff!" The big man from Northeast China fiercely snatched the rice ball and luncheon meat from the thin college student's hands, and hurriedly tore open the package and started eating. Then, after thinking about it, he gave half a piece of luncheon meat to his two followers, and ignored the resentment in the eyes of the thin college student.

After swallowing the food in three mouthfuls, the big man from Northeast China was still not satisfied: "Bah, what a thing, the food of my daily life is small and tasteless."

Another middle-aged man looked at the wrapping paper that the Northeastern man had finished eating with envy, licking his cheeks and saying, "That's right, Brother Qiang, what should we do next?"

"What should I do? How am I supposed to know what to do?" The burly man from Northeast China kicked the trash can beside him in frustration and said viciously, "I should have just followed those guys. Now I'm completely in the dark and don't know where to go."

"I heard from them that this is the world of The Grudge, I've seen it." The college student was about to remind someone when he was suddenly kicked to the ground by the big man from Northeast China.

"What the hell!" The big man from Northeast China was not satisfied and continued to kick twice, shouting angrily: "Ghost ghost ghost, I think you have a ghost. We have been watching Night Owl all night, there is no ghost!"

"Why would a good college student resort to superstition? If not, I would definitely fix you!"

The college student hugged his head, curled up on the ground without saying a word, and the resentment in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"Look again?!" The big man from Northeast China was also frightened by the look, but he couldn't be weak and was about to roll up his sleeves and start fighting. The two henchmen beside him had no intention of stopping him, and watched the scene with a sense of gloating.

One of them suddenly caught sight of a figure in police uniform at the entrance of the alley and exclaimed, "Brother Qiang, there are police!"

"Oh no, the cops are coming, run!" The big man from Northeast China stopped instantly, turned around and ran deep into the alley.

The two traffic police officers were on patrol because of an accident. Seeing some commotion in the alley, they came over to investigate. They found the frail college student lying on the ground and kindly helped him up.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The thin college student could understand a few words of Japanese, but in panic, he hurriedly pushed their hands away and ran towards the street.

The two traffic police chased for a few steps, but when they saw they couldn't catch up, they stopped paying attention and started chatting while looking at the packaging bags on the ground.

"Oh, it's school bullying again. Life is so hard for kids these days."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. How could a gas explosion suddenly happen in a house in the Changtian area?"

"I'm not sure. The Metropolitan Police Department has cordoned off the area, and all passing vehicles have to take a detour."

"Yeah, yeah, so they pulled all of us over to maintain traffic. What a clueless person!"

The thin college student is named Wu Hai, a sophomore majoring in computer science.

He has been an introvert since childhood. Compared with dealing with people, he is better at communicating with others online. However, he has not been paid attention to by his parents, teachers and classmates since he was a child. He is inferior and sensitive in his heart, and is full of resentment towards the injustice of the world.

After entering this world, he initially didn't believe what people said about the Lord God, curses, and evil spirits, thinking it was just a cheap trick. He left with disdain.

But after he entered the city, the more he observed, the more shocked he became. Nothing about the surrounding buildings and customs suggested that he had indeed arrived in Japan, and in the Japan around 2000.

This made him both excited and scared. What made him excited was that he thought of the wonderful stories of countless Tokyo time travelers, and it seemed that beautiful women surrounded by mountains of gold and seas of silver were right in front of him.

What I am afraid of is that, just as those people said, I have come to the world of The Grudge and entered the cursed house, and I may have been targeted by Kayako.

However, having no money, no identity, and no ability to speak the language, not only did he have to spend the night in the park like a homeless person, but because he was the youngest, he was bullied and humiliated, forced to steal things as tribute, and not even a scrap of leftovers was left for him.

He regretted leaving those people without understanding the situation clearly. Therefore, just at this moment, he got rid of the control of the Northeastern man and decided to find the house and find those people.

But this choice is truly dangerous. In the movie, the closer you get to the house, the higher the chance of being attacked by the Grudge. But if you stay where you are, you might be killed by Kayako who might suddenly appear out of nowhere. What should he do?
He didn't know, so he could only keep encouraging himself and move forward.

As the days grew longer, a dead silence descended, and overhead was a low, dark sky, occasionally obscured by the towering buildings.

The further he walked, the lonelier and more frightened he felt. The alleys were narrow and winding, like a maze.

He kept turning corners and walking through one dark passage after another, but he still couldn't find the Cursed House.

At some point, the surroundings became as silent as death, and this silence was like a thick veil, completely separating him from the outside world.

"No, no, it should be here." He began to feel anxious and his pace quickened a lot.

However, at this moment, a truck loaded with goods suddenly rushed out from a corner ahead.

Because the original road was closed, the driver had to choose this unfamiliar road and did not notice the thin college student. Wu Hai was too panicked and distracted to notice the arrival of the truck in time.

By the time the driver saw someone in front of him, it was too late to brake.

In an instant, tragedy struck.

Wu Hai was struck head-on by the truck, his body flying like a kite with its string cut, before falling heavily to the ground. His consciousness began to fade, and he struggled to crawl forward, but his limbs were broken, and the light of life quickly faded from his eyes.

[No, no, it’s almost here.]

【Hate good. Hate】

At the moment before his death, Wu Hai's heart was filled with endless resentment.

He resented those who had bullied him, resented the Lord God who threw him into this world, and resented those seniors who did not protect him.

These resentments burned fiercely in his heart like dark flames, as if they were going to devour his entire soul.

Cluck, cluck, cluck————

It was horrible. A terrifying resentment that was almost visible to the naked eye kept surging out of him. His body began to mutate, his limbs twisted, his hair slowly withered and grew longer, and his skin began to turn pale and cold.

The Grudge Queen, Kayako, has returned!
Less than 500 meters away from Wu Hai's body, in front of Kayako's cursed house, the former single-family house has now been reduced to charred rubble.

"How audacious! Carrying out a bombing in a Tokyo residential area. No wonder the police speculated it was the work of the recently banned Aum Shinrikyo cult."

"Is that the organization that dared to release sarin gas in the subway? But I heard that the accident was caused by the manifestation of a first-level cursed spirit."

"Haha, the bigwigs in the cabinet always have to find an excuse."

"Kato, which organization do you think did this?"

Two men stood in front of the ruins, examining the cause of the accident.

One of them was older, about thirty years old.

She is wearing a simple navy blue kimono, with the delicate textures and patterns on the kimono faintly visible.

He was wearing a pair of wooden clogs, which tapped the ground lightly, making a crisp and rhythmic sound, showing a unique charm.

His posture was straight and upright, just like the nobles in the Taiga dramas from hundreds of years ago.

The other man was wearing a gray shirt, sunglasses, holding a dark umbrella, and wearing a pair of khaki leather boots.

He was tall but had a frivolous look, like a Japanese man in a Takeshi Kitano movie.

"Curse Master? Cult of Happiness? None of them look like that. Could they be those American mercenaries?"

Kato squatted down, picked up some black ash that seemed to be the remains of gunpowder with his fingers, then looked around and sniffed hard.

"This cursed spirit hasn't been removed. It seems to have been nearby just now?"

"No, it seems he has left here."

"This smell is really stinky."

"However, judging by her cursed energy reaction, she's almost reaching the level of a special-grade cursed spirit. This is really not good."

"Ever since the birth of the Six-Eyed One in the Gojo family, there have been more and more cursed spirits of this size. Three level three sorcerers and one level two sorcerer have already been sacrificed in this Cursed House incident." Zenyuan frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't always blame the source of the conflict on a ten-year-old child, Jingyi." Kato put his arm around Zenin Jingyi's shoulder and patted him in a familiar manner.

Zenin Jingyi ignored Kato's small gesture of wiping the dust on his kimono and sighed, "It seems that the extermination plan I proposed to the association is indeed not feasible. Destroying this house will only make this cursed spirit go from being an earthbound spirit to a wandering spirit, making it even more difficult to control."

"Don't blame yourself. Even those old guys in the association rarely stand in the right direction."

Kato said nonchalantly, "And this wasn't done by us."

"This cursed spirit has already set its sights on them. We must find these daring fellows and not let them run around freely anymore."

"Then let's go around and see if there are any witnesses." Zenyuan was about to leave when he was stopped by Kato.

"Times have changed. Don't always use the old methods. It's almost the millennium." Kato pointed at Zenin Jingyi with disdain.

He pulled a few photos from his pocket. "I've already checked the nearby surveillance footage and found something. Speaking of which, you Zenyuan family really don't understand the electronic world at all, you old antiques."

Zenin Jingyi was already used to Kato Jingming's offenses, and he looked at the photo in his hand.

The photo captured two men hurriedly leaving at the entrance of the alley, but one of them had a blurry black and gray shadow wrapped around him.

"That's them."

Kato chanted a spell, and a paper swallow was born from his hand. The swallow seemed as light as a living thing. It flew onto the photo, seemed to look at it for a while, and then flew in one direction.

"What a convenient technique." Zenyuan exclaimed.

Kato waved his hand. "I'm no match for you three great families. I'm just a third-rate sorcerer without any bloodline. I can only rely on my limited ability to track cursed spirits. I can only find a job as a salary thief. To confront cursed spirits head-on, you three great families are the ones who can do it."

Zenyuan looked in the direction Feiyan flew away and compared it with the paper map in his hand: "That direction, Setagaya District?"

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