Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

Chen Mo knocked on the door of the real estate agency office, and a low voice of "Come in" came from inside.

Chen Mo opened the door and saw an imposing wide table in the dim room. On the wall opposite the door hung a plaque with the words "No. 1 in the World" written in a flamboyant style.

Beneath the plaque stood a man with eyes as fierce as an eagle. He was wearing a neat suit, sunglasses, and had an employee badge with the words "Immortal Dragon" on his chest. He slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Mo: "Hmph... Are you finally here? Someone who is looking for a home?"

Chen Mo silently closed the door, waited a few seconds and opened it again, but it was still the same scene.

Is that right? Are you sure you're here to rent a room, not to negotiate with a gangster?

Chen Mo: "I'm here to rent a room. Is this the one?"

The man, who looked like he was ready to kill at any moment, flashed Chen Mo an ugly smile that could probably scare a whole class of children to tears: "Of course, I have plenty of supplies, it all depends on how big your appetite is."

Seeing Chen Mo's puzzled expression, the man threw a cigarette candy into his mouth and continued to explain: "I mean, I can only determine the corresponding housing resources based on your budget."

Chen Mo: "I only have 10,000 yen on hand for rent. Do you have the cheapest house?"

The man took a deep drag on his cigarette candy, frowning. "I have so little money, it's hard for me to do anything. In Tokyo, this amount of money is not enough to rent a decent house. Even the lowest level of the Yakuza wouldn't tolerate such an environment!"

Chen Mo stroked the fur of his burly dog ​​and responded coldly, "It has to be done, even if it's difficult. If I hadn't been in trouble, I wouldn't have fallen to the point of asking Big Brother for help. I owe you a favor. You helped me today, and from now on, the camp mages will have to give you face."

That’s not why I should cooperate with this agent and say some extreme lines!

The agent's expression was agitated as he slammed a booklet onto the table. "In the underworld, loyalty comes first! Since you call me 'Big Brother', I have no choice but to help you. These are my best treasures, come and take a look!"

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After searching for a while, this strange agent who called himself "Along" helped Chen Mo find a cheap house to rent, but the cheapest monthly rent was 35,000 yen.

Aaron waved his hand and gave Chen Mo three months to pay the rent in full. Chen Mo burst into tears of gratitude and exclaimed, "Brother, you are so righteous. I will never forget your kindness..."

No, there might be some mysterious barrier around this real estate agency. After unconsciously having a conversation with Aaron, Chen Mo looked out the window. From the aunt buying vegetables on the roadside to the tired-looking office worker, everyone spoke with a mouthful of underworld jargon, as if he had accidentally walked into a gangster movie.

"Ah, my God! Take the guests to see the house!" Aaron gave orders in a heroic manner, and two strong men over two meters tall squeezed out from a door behind the office.

If Aaron was a character straight out of a yakuza film, then these two Death Brothers were straight out of a wasteland punk film. They both sported bizarre, sky-high haircuts, and began sweeping the ceiling as they walked. Their faces were covered in scars and piercings, with the words "Death" and "God" written on their foreheads. Their attire was even more unsightly: tattered clothes draped over their bulging muscle bodies, they were bound with seven or eight spiked leather belts, and, of course, all sorts of clinking metal ornaments of unknown meaning.

The Death Brother bent down, pressed his lips together and made a teasing sound: "Hey, young man, do you want to go with us to see some nice places?"

Chen Mo: "...damn, am I the only normal person left in Tokyo!?"

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After a lot of inexplicable trouble, Chen Mo finally rented a cheap house. The room was, of course, quite simple, with only a single room with a small partition. The kitchen and toilet were squeezed together, and if he wanted to shower, he had to go to the public bathroom outside.

Chen Mo wanted to visit his neighbor. The door was unlocked, and he heard a mumbling sound. Curious, he pushed it open and saw a middle-aged, unshaven man lying among a pile of beer cans, snoring and talking drunkenly.

excuse me.

The environment here is very bad for others, but Chen Mo feels it is okay. It is quite clean. At least it is better than the environment in the nest city where people are squeezed in the sewer entrance and breathe in toxic exhaust gas, which will shorten their life by ten years.

As the saying goes, a mountain's fame depends on the immortals who inhabit it, not its height. From now on, this little house will be Chen Mo's mage tower in this world! And Bruce will be just the right person to watch over the door!

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Now that he had a place to stay, Chen Mo could focus on the most important things. He could put food, clothing, and daily expenses aside. Ever since yesterday's conversation with his fellow magic support group members, he'd been filled with a sense of crisis. He was currently lacking mana and was at his weakest. He needed a guaranteed fighting capacity to handle any unexpected dangers.

Now lacking mana, he couldn't cast powerful spells. Although his own combat abilities had been enhanced countless times, fighting unarmed was still too risky. Fortunately, Chen Mo's extensive transmigration experience had also allowed him to acquire some spells that didn't require mana—at the cost of his own vitality.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mo made a decision. He changed his mind and used a spell. The vitality in his body was extracted and gradually condensed into the outline of a black and red sword in his hand.

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Fire Judge

Costs 7 mana, including at least 1 black and 1 red

Category: Legendary Artifact Weapon: God's Key

Source: pre-collapse civilization

effect

1. Equipping this weapon requires an additional 3 mana points. All mana consumed by the summoning and effects of the Heavenly Fire Judge can be replaced by health points.

2 Wearer gains +5/+3, double strike, trample, hexproof, protection against red

Each attack will cause additional fire damage equal to the wearer's strength to enemies in a large area, and has a burning effect that can penetrate defenses.

3 Spend 10 mana and sacrifice the Holy Fire Judge: Activate the effect of the Destruction Form once

Note: Its shape is a sword, and its meaning is fire - this is the arrogance of mankind in wielding a sword against God.

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According to the data from the card game, Chen Mo's health points were around 40 points. Summoning the Heavenly Fire Judge and equipping him with equipment instantly drained away a quarter of his health points.

Chen Mo's vision went dark, and a sharp pain shot through his limbs. The feeling of losing health was even more unbearable than being stabbed! But it was worth it. He picked up the black and red flaming sword with one hand. The runes on the sword lit up one by one with a scorching light, and the temperature in the room instantly rose several degrees.

It's still necessary to have a powerful weapon in hand to feel at ease. This weapon that likes to sacrifice its holder is truly trustworthy in its destructive power in battle. Even if you don't use its fire ability, the sword body made of top-grade materials alone is enough to deal with most battles.

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After preparing his weapons and cleaning out his simple mage tower, Chen Mo opened his second-hand mobile phone. He wanted to see if there was any new information in the magic mutual aid group, but he found an unfamiliar email flashing in his mailbox.

"Hmm, huh? My Magical Helper Shop has a new business?"

The person who sent the email to Yorozuya for help was a woman named Goto. She said her daughter had been behaving strangely recently and often acted like a stranger when alone. She suspected her daughter was possessed by an evil spirit.

It turns out there are evil spirits in this world, which isn't surprising, but this lady's name... Goto? Chen Mo remembered that Guitar Hero's real name was Goto Ichiri, right?

He immediately called Mrs. Goto and, after explaining his purpose, asked, "Excuse me, is your daughter's name Goto Ichiri?"

Mrs. Goto: "Yes, yes! Master, how did you know this? Did you divine it in advance?!"

Chen Mo: "No, I mean I actually know your daughter. We met at Fanxing."

"Ah! Honey! Something terrible has happened!" Mrs. Goto screamed. Then she heard the sound of her husband coming over:

"What happened?"

"She made some friends!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Hey, is your daughter having friends any more unusual than her being possessed by an evil spirit?!

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They agreed to go to Boqi's house in the afternoon, and Chen Mo made all the preparations.

If it were just a normal person being attacked by an evil spirit, it would be fine, but Pochi-chan is Guitar Hero and Mango Monster, and even someone with that level of power could be affected. This is a very serious situation. Perhaps Guitar Hero was facing a premeditated revenge, and the evil spirit that could easily erode her will must be very powerful.

In this case, I have to deal with it with caution.

Chen Mo carried the Holy Judge of Skyfire on his back and ordered Bruce to lead the way. He held the secret seal in his hand and was ready to release a low-level spell at any time, advancing steadily towards the Pochi family.

: This is the first enemy I meet in this world. Let me see how strong you are!

Chapter 11: Pochi's Strange Family

Chen Mo spotted Boqi's house from a distance. The main reason was that her house was very conspicuous today. There was a huge banner hanging on the wall, which read:

"Welcome Master Chen Mo and friends from Yili to visit and guide us!

Have a nice day! .”

Chen Mo: "...Am I some kind of leader coming to inspect?"

Arriving at the door of the house, Chen Mo sent Bruce to search around the house. After confirming that there were no ambushes or traps, he reached out and rang the doorbell.

Hmm... There's always a strange atmosphere here.

The door opened, and Pochi's parents, standing on either side of the doorway, simultaneously fired salutes, sending confetti flying. Pochi's parents and Pochi's sister were all draped in ribbons that read "Welcome to Yili's Friends for Guidance!" Even the puppy on the ground had one hanging from its tail. The house, from the hallway to the living room, was filled with decorations: streamers, balloons, and, most outrageously, a disco ball hung from the ceiling, creating a dance hall-like atmosphere.

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Chen Mo and the Bochi family were both stunned. Chen Mo looked at the Bochi family, who had spent half a day transforming their house into a party-filled arena just to welcome him. He felt like the tension he'd been building up in his heart had just hit a wall. They seemed to care more about their daughter having a friend than about the evil spirit!

Chen Mo: "Yeah, the house is nicely decorated."

Bochi's parents were simply astounded by Chen Mo's equipment. They could tell from the voice on the phone that the master capable of exorcising evil spirits was a young man, but they hadn't expected that young people in the spirit-exorcist world had reached this level of skill.

In their minds, exorcists used magical tools like salt and talismans. That was until they saw Chen Mo carrying a two-meter-long sword, accompanied by a half-human-tall dog, clearing the way. They thought, "This is terrifying! Using a two-meter-long, flaming sword to chop down evil spirits is too much for the evil spirits!"

Boqi's parents: "Master Chen Mo, your magical weapon is truly magnificent, haha, and your guardian spirit pet is also very brave!"

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Chen Mo patted Bruce's butt and told him to go around the rooms and scout around. Then, he took the Skyfire Judgment from its back with one hand. This simple action deepened the reverence in Boqi's father's eyes.

"Where's Ichiri-san? I need to check on her."

Pochi's father: "Wait, wait a minute, before that I have a question to ask you!"

Pochi's mother: "This is a very important question!"

Chen Mo: "What's the problem?"

"You really are Ichiri's friend, right? This isn't just some fantasy or delusion on her part, and a kind-hearted exorcist passing by acknowledged this friendship to protect the girl's heart?"

"Of course not! I met her when I accepted a commission from a band looking for a guitarist and asked her to join the band!"

"What!? What Ichiri said about her joining the band is true?! Aa ...

"How could this be fake?! The band's homepage even has a picture of her with them."

"It's hard to say. This kid often gets caught up in fantasies. I thought she bought some 'rent a friend' service and pretended to be possessed to get you to come over and act out her act. After all, photos and chat logs are so easy to fake these days..."

Bochi's father looked at the Heavenly Fire Judge and his voice dropped. After all, other things were easy to fake, but Chen Mo could lift a two-meter-long sword with one hand. This was an outrageous feat. Who else could do it except an accomplished master?

"So what kind of image do you have of Ichiri?"

Pochi's mother brought over a plate of peeled mangoes and said, "I sometimes miss you guys, the band, the mangoes, the magic,

We thought it was just another delusion or hallucination, but it's really great that you're willing to be friends with Yili!"

Pochi's father: "I'm sorry, but did that kid Ichiri cause you too much trouble?"

Chen Mo: "Not only did she not cause any trouble, she also helped me a lot! Don't think so lowly of your own daughter!"

Despite her incurable social anxiety, Pochi is clearly the one who helps him the most! She's the one who got him his first order at the Yorozuya. She tells him secret codes to unlock the mysteries of the ley lines, and even performs on stage to generate mana. And all this while maintaining his identity as a guitar hero and maintaining peace in Tokyo!

If you think about it carefully, this kind of plot seems to be very common in superhero comics. After the hero who saved the world and was revered by everyone takes off his uniform, he is questioned and misunderstood by his family. . . This is a cliché plot that must be experienced by transformation heroes!