Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"So you speculate that deep in the trenches where crude oil is buried, there should be unmutated and more natural individuals, which is why you applied for less funding and resources and had to take a step back in construction."

The poor anglerfish didn't even have a chance to react before it was completely swallowed by the leaping monster, and was ground into mincemeat like a meat grinder.

He not only wants the resources he desires, but he might also be able to expand this laboratory to deeper parts of the ocean floor.

Chapter 317 We'll all go crazy anyway

Crude oil exposed on the seabed resembles a scar on the earth's crust.

That was a wound torn open by the earthquake, and the person who tore it open again in just six months was standing not far from it.

"A creature mutated due to crude oil contamination? Interesting..."

Nature will always present the connections between all things to the world in different ways.

The shrine looked down into the unfathomable abyss, where the rock formations were riddled with holes.

It's like someone who's been in a car accident; the surface scars may not look very serious, but there's severe internal bleeding.

If the shrine hadn't suppressed the restless ley lines during the previous disasters, they would have erupted in their most terrifying form long ago.

Now, the oil that keeps flowing out is nothing more than the dirty blood from the wound.

The person in charge was still there, talking non-stop to Jingu about the technical bottlenecks and insufficient conditions they faced in achieving this goal, and guaranteeing that they would definitely produce decent results.

"No need for further explanation, what's your name?"

That point also reveals whether my research spirit was weak or strong.

"Hey kid, when will you finish building? How long do you think it will take to complete?"

Imagine being sealed in a closed iron box and thrown into the dark abyss.

Judging from what the shrine just saw, it was as if the living organisms had been turned into a complete mess before being melted down with oil.

If anything goes wrong, we'll be instantly crushed into mincemeat by the water pressure. The only rescue is a deep-sea diving device that might only come once every ten days or two weeks, and it's said that it will stop operating at a certain time.

After thinking it over, the shrine found a suitable candidate.

Jingu confidently stated that it was a classic plot twist in horror movies, and even if the path wasn't prepared in time, it would be cut off at the end of the story.

You have no words to say.

"Do you remember, Takashi Masako... did you have something to do? You were sent there to take charge of that matter."

Is he really such a nobody, spouting such terrifying things all the time? A person who only knows how to kill? A trained assassin?

"That's not the significance of deep-sea elevators. The reason we can keep working up there is to reduce the sense of oppression and panic we feel on the water, and to provide a sense of security that allows us to communicate at any time and return to the surface."

Letting the other men come is either necessary or a way to kill them off; there's no suitable guy to just sit back and watch the show.

The shrine did not consider those creatures to be merely products of mutation of the law.

He uttered terrifying words, threatening to throw the laboratory directly into the bottomless abyss.

Jingu interrupted him and asked for the name of the person in charge.

Jingu raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, but before he could feel happy, Jingu said something else.

Suppressing his excitement, Kashiwagi Kogo couldn't help but ask:

"No matter what we do, we'll all eventually go crazy."

“Deep-sea exploration operations in France only take half a day, but they put very little pressure on the divers’ mental state. It is basically possible to maintain a stable mental state while working on the water.”

"Oh no, you guys go down first."

It was as if the path to the ground had been closed off, but this was only...

It's just a feeling.

Even if distortions occur, they should be degenerative distortions based on the organism itself.

"Eight thousand meters, that's very troublesome. If you were to come, it would probably take me several years to complete. Since the shrine is interested, he should be able to help, right?"

"Things like that are all important."

Therefore, the Divine Palace needs to find a few people to take a look at that thing. There might not be anything more interesting at the bottom of the Abyss.

We'll provide the money and resources, and we'll do whatever you say without a single complaint.

Jingu shook his finger.

Jingu laughed a few times, seemingly oblivious to the meaning behind the laughter. Although he understood what it meant, Kashiwagi Kogo wisely refrained from asking further.

It was obvious that the other party also wanted to stay in front, so they simply went down first.

"Jingu Koto, who does he plan to have do that thing? Is it Ogasawara Yoriko?"

"Are the little Jingu people interested in our research?"

"Whether it's something you want to break or something you haven't broken yet."

As he watched the elevator doors close, a sudden feeling welled up inside Kashiwagi Kogo.

So the shrine saved itself the trouble of doing that and simply passed the task up.

"Um... My name is Daigo Kashiwagi."

"My lord still has some matters to attend to outside, so please forgive me for being able to continue accompanying you."

In that situation, it would be hard to go crazy.

"You just said it was slow, does that mean he hasn't figured out how to handle the broken part yet?"

As he retreated into the elevator, Kashiwagi Kogo suddenly recalled the terrifying scene of the elevator plummeting just now, and immediately felt no fear.

Following the plot of a typical science fiction horror movie, something quite interesting might happen before they retreat to a depth of 8,000 meters in the water.

I had a very bad feeling about this.

Moreover, forcing you to retreat is also a cruel joke of the shrine.

“Just now, you hadn’t weakened the structure of this laboratory to a level that could withstand the water pressure of an 8,000-meter-deep abyss. They only need to throw us up there and it will be destroyed.”

“Very good, Shiraki-kun, I have seen your research spirit, and I will definitely fulfill your request.”

"Hehehe, it's very slow, that's how it is."

"Um...so he didn't even consider those people's mental state, right?"

The construction difficulty was undeniable. It took several years to build that laboratory, with experiments and construction done bit by bit.

Cao Jianxiao was taken aback at first, but then excitedly agreed.

“If we’re talking about communication and contact, the deep-sea equipment will break down. It’s worth it to build a special deep-sea elevator, since it will only be in use for a short time and will be fine soon anyway.”

"The worry could be him, or it could be Lai Zi. You're good at everything except killing, so what are you here for?"

Although I think the retreat of the Jingu Sai people might benefit my research results, it doesn't really matter, does it?

"If we just throw it into an 8,000-meter abyss now, our only hope is that deep-sea equipment and cables will arrive sometime soon. Aren't we going to be driven crazy if we use them for too long?"

Jingu didn't seem to notice, and even swiped his card. The elevator doors closed automatically, and the elevator began to float down to the surface of the water.

Jiu Ni Guang is also very bad.

To build a laboratory at a depth of 8,000 meters, even if the space required for that laboratory is very small.

Masako Takatsukasa is undeniably talented and capable, with only minor flaws besides being a woman.

Jingu's casual remark sent a chill down the spine of Kashiwagi Kogo, who was standing to the side.

"I am very concerned," said Jingu.

"However, I value this matter very much, so I will arrange for some more people to work with him on this research later."

Before the elevator doors closed, during the brief moment of descent, Ringo Konoe asked a question.

Chapter 318 Coming up with ideas

How are things going over there?

Mansour, who had been enjoying a smooth life recently, leaned back comfortably on the sofa, though the fact that it was made of human skin made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But in order to play the role of priest well, he could only gradually get used to it.

Through the screen in front of him, he was talking to Dana on the other side of the ocean.

The two were each responsible for conducting experiments in two different regions, namely Asia and the Americas, while their teacher, Friedrich, was the final inspector.

However, deep down, Mansour didn't believe that Dana could be as successful as he was.

She was too stubborn and arrogant, and yet she chose to continue the experiment under the most dangerous circumstances.

Being in Yingzhou certainly gives Dana more opportunities and resources, but that also means greater danger.

On the contrary, he returned to his home base in the Americas, where he could act boldly and decisively, as long as he used money and power to pave the way.

Mansour picked up the glass of strange liquid in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

"consultant?"

But that didn't change anything. These officials were good at politics, but in that matter, besides providing some resources to Suer, it didn't mean much.

Now that he had been seen through, Suer calmly sat down and inquired about the advisor's opinion.

"Sister Su'er noticed it too, didn't she? Actually, did he really need to be so timid and avoid this person? It's just that the other person is only trying to see more of the boring torture. I would mind that kind of thing."

My words are eroding Suer's spirit, making you unable to agree with what I said.

"Although Tepe is an indigenous person, I am really very capable. I have no way of dealing with these indigenous people."

"Phew... He seems to be wrong about what he said, but even so, there's not a huge chance you'd die outright, right?"

"Yes, yes, dear junior sister, you're here to give him advice, aren't you? Even though you're out there, can't you help him think about his current predicament? Isn't that the point of the teacher arranging for you to have a little chat?"

"Hahaha, how is that possible?"

"Moreover, he should have a pledge of allegiance in his hands. The list of these traitors and what we are doing, is that not tempting to a minor god from Shenzhou?"

Even when he's alone in his room, he's still like this. It makes you wonder if he's lost his mind from playing the priest.

And an even smaller problem is how to find new sources of faith. Now that the gun cult has moved to the Americas, you need a new subject of experimentation.