Please call me Cyber ​​Demon King

Chapter 59 We've been waiting for you for a long time

"Is it too late to chase after Tanjiro Kamado now?"

After having the Shadow Wolf cruelly slaughter a nest of rats, Ke Ling, the [Hundred Rat Slayer], began to consider this possibility.

Tanjiro Kamado was, after all, one of the few characters in the story he knew in this world.

The story of Tanjiro Kamado and his sister being recommended to find an old man named Sakonji Urokodaki seems like a plot about becoming an apprentice.

The last time I didn't want to go, it was because I was worried that I was too weak and had obvious weaknesses. Following the troublesome protagonist would be suicide, so I would rather stay in the mountains to fight monsters and level up.

But things are different now. Although he hasn't become the Sword God of Shili Slope, he now wears a cybernetic body and no longer has to worry about the sun. He is now qualified to venture out into the world.

Although the prosthetic body skin is just a cheap, basic model, it still sounds pretty impressive.

He is now impervious to swords, spears, halberds, freezing cold, scorching heat, water, fire, and lightning; he can even become invisible.

"Let's take it one step at a time. It would be great if we could catch a ghost."

After much deliberation, Ke Ling decided to head towards Xiawu Mountain, thus setting a destination.

Ke Ling wasn't sure if Mount Xiawu was a good place to go. What if it was the place where the protagonist experienced hardships in the early stages of the story?

If he rushes in headfirst, the main character will seize the opportunity and leave, while he, a hothead, might end up getting burned.

Right now, he just wants to find a ghost to brush up on the company's basic training. He needs to understand the philosophy of being a ghost first; he can't just figure it out on his own.

Where might ghosts appear?

Ke Ling, being a ghost, has a lot to say about this. First of all, it has to be a place where there are people. If you are too far away from the human world, do you want to become a starving ghost?

"Thinking about it this way, it feels like there are probably ghosts hiding in the city, and there should be quite a few ghosts scattered in the countryside, especially on those roads that pedestrians must pass through, where they can grab a pedestrian and eat them whenever they want."

Ke Ling put himself in her shoes and thought it made perfect sense.

Ghosts are actually quite tolerant. They lurk in the countryside, occasionally grabbing a passerby to eat, which fills their stomachs, and they are not easily noticed.

He would do the same thing if he were in that situation. It's much safer than in big cities, since those ghost hunters must have bases in big cities, right?

While big cities offer more food, they also pose a greater risk of exposure, making them more suitable for powerful ghosts.

Ke Ling didn't want to cause trouble for the big ghost for the time being. She had to take things one step at a time and find out what was going on with the little ghost first.

Of course, if you want to find ghosts, you have to do it at night, because no ghosts will come out to die during the day.

Ke Ling asked someone for directions to Narrow Mist Mountain on the way. It wasn't too far from here, and he hurried along a secluded path.

In fact, Ke Ling is not suited to walking on main roads, because if he runs too fast, the optical camouflage on the top of his head will fail.

There's no way around it; the cheaper older models are like that—they always have all sorts of problems.

Ke Ling didn't stop until evening, having run for an entire day.

Aside from killing a few unlucky animals that bumped into him in the mountains and forests along the way, he basically didn't stop.

The journey involved traversing mountains and valleys. Although it seemed like the distance was not far, just a few hilltops away, once we actually started, we realized what it meant to "look at the mountain but run to your death."

It's only because Ke Ling is a ghost now that she doesn't feel tired, otherwise this journey would have taken quite a while.

"I feel much safer when night falls."

Ke Ling sighed. As the sun set and darkness fell, the feeling of constantly facing death finally disappeared.

And at this time, it was naturally the time for the ghosts to come out and hunt for food.

This time, Ke Ling didn't venture into the mountains and forests again. He returned to the normal road, hoping to encounter a foolish ghost so he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of searching for one.

As Ke Ling continued walking, he entered the mountains once again, following the winding mountain road, which was quite treacherous.

He kept sniffing, and even though he was wearing a mask, it didn't stop him from smelling the fragrance emanating from humans.

"People who travel through the mountains at night are practically delivering food to ghosts."

Ke Ling quipped, "It seems that people of this era have indeed gradually forgotten about ghost legends."

That's normal. When something doesn't happen to you, who would believe the outrageous legends passed down by the elders?

Perhaps before Tanjiro Kamado encountered these events, he didn't actually believe in these legends of demons at all?

"Sniff."

As Ke Ling walked and pondered, she suddenly smelled a peculiar scent.

It was a bloody, pungent smell, the smell of its kind.

"Isn't this a coincidence? I, the demon hunter, have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ke Ling smiled, his prosthetic eye gleaming in the night. He had been following a group of pedestrians, waiting for this moment.

There really are ghosts lurking in these mountains and forests, and they're specifically targeting these travelers.

These pedestrians, I don't know what they're doing, carrying their bags, trying to travel even in the middle of the night.

Even putting aside the issue of ghosts, this treacherous mountain path is not suitable for nighttime travel; it is easy to get injured or even die.

They're probably just trying to make a living. Sometimes people are not in control of their own lives. If they didn't take these risks, their whole family would go hungry.

Unfortunately, ghosts don't understand these things; their instinct to feed drives them to act.

To them, people are just food; no matter how many stories they have, they won't add any flavor to the food itself.

"Goo."

In the thick darkness of the night, the sound of swallowing saliva was so jarring.

The pedestrians who were hurrying along in silence naturally noticed the strangeness, but they assumed it was the voice of their companions.

"Are you hungry? Hang in there, there's an ancestral hall up ahead, we'll rest for a bit."

There were five people in the group, one of whom, who was slightly older, was the leader. He made a joke with a smile.

"I can't wait! I'm starving!"

However, instead of his companions, he was met with a demon that suddenly sprang out from the forest.

The demon had disheveled hair and a ferocious expression, like a wild beast. Its muscles were very strong and had strange patterns on them.

The evil spirit stretched out its hands and pounced on the leading pedestrian, drooling uncontrollably, soaking its chest.

"Pfft!"

Ke Ling, who had been preparing for a long time, seized the opportunity, rushed in front of the group with his knife, and slashed off the evil spirit's head with a single blow. The brand-new knife was indeed sharp, and he felt good wielding it.

"A demon slayer?! No?! Not a Nichirin Blade?!"

The evil spirit let out a miserable scream as its head and body separated. At first, its expression was one of great terror, but it quickly turned into confusion.

Its mouth was still talking, but its body had already moved swiftly, grabbing its own head in its hand and taking a few steps back, then pressing its head back onto its neck and twisting it left and right.

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Chapter 60 Iron Fist Interrogation

"What are you standing there for? Run!"

Ke Ling casually reminded the pedestrians to leave, while he himself charged directly at the evil spirit that had taken a few steps back.

The pedestrians naturally dared not linger; they were terrified by the scene. Who had ever seen someone speak with their head flying in the air?

"You're a ghost too?! This is my hunting ground! Get out of here!"

The demon hadn't even had its head attached yet, but its mouth kept babbling incessantly, screaming madly.

Its facial expression changed like a mask, from fear to confusion to anger, the speed of which was astonishing.

"Shadow Wolf".

Ke Ling was too lazy to answer; there would be plenty of time to interrogate him later if he wanted to know something.

His shadow transformed into a streak of light and darted out, taking on a wolf form behind the evil spirit.

In the darkness, the shadow darted out swiftly and stealthily, completely catching the evil spirit off guard by a sudden attack from behind.

The shadow wolf pounced on the demon, pinning it to the ground, and bit down on its neck with its sharp teeth.

The demon's head and body were healing, but not yet fully joined together. With a bite from the shadow wolf, its head rolled off again.

Ke Ling plunged the knife into the demon's temple, piercing it completely and impaling the demon's head on the blade.

The demon's body was firmly suppressed by the shadow wolf, which tore off all four limbs of the demon's body with bites from the left and right.

The demon tried to struggle a bit more, its body attempting to grow new limbs, but each new limb was torn off by the shadow wolf.

"You can have it! You can have it all! I'll go to another hunting ground!"

With its head impaled on a knife and its body restrained, the evil spirit immediately changed its demeanor. The speed at which it changed its expression would leave even veteran Sichuan opera artists speechless.

"You're weaker than I thought."

Ke Ling raised the knife in front of him, looking at the ghost head strung on the blade, his expression somewhat strange.

What standards did that bastard Muzan Kibutsuji use to compare him to this demon? Isn't he much stronger than this demon?

"asshole!"

Enraged by Ke Ling's direct attack, the ghost launched into a tirade of curses.

We're all ghosts, so who's afraid of who?!

A pair of arms grew out from under the demon's neck, baring its fangs and claws as it tried to attack Ke Ling.

However, Ke Ling had already anticipated what kind of trouble it might cause, so he deliberately held the knife a little further away and didn't place it in front of him.

The ghost's arms were clearly not long enough to reach Ke Ling, and its menacing appearance looked rather comical.

"So you had this skill too, was it Blood Demon Art?"

Ke Ling clicked her tongue in amazement. What was this? Was this ghost's Blood Demon Art? It was rather weak; it didn't seem quite right.

"So what if you know Blood Demon Arts?! So what if you have a lot of blood?! If I get more blood, I'll become stronger than you!"

When Ke Ling asked the question, the evil spirit was taken aback at first, then its expression became distorted and it screamed loudly.