Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

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"How's Yeonju?"

"Is she enjoying campus life? Although her strength has weakened, her body is very healthy. This must be a rare experience for her."

"that's true."

If possible, Rentaro Satomi actually wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb and enjoy the peaceful daily life.

However, the vigilance and uneasiness in his heart really made him feel uneasy.

Just after taking two steps, a young man suddenly appeared in front of them out of thin air.

Without any warning, it suddenly appeared as if it had teleported.

This scene made Rentaro Satomi stop subconsciously and protect Tendo Bokusara behind him.

"Who are you? The Manager of the Illusion?"

!! ?

Bai Mu was slightly stunned, and his observation Haki unfolded, and he quickly heard his thoughts from his inner voice.

"Do you think this is an illusion?"

"Is not it?"

Satomi Rentaro looked around and said in a deep voice:

"Just like them, when someone suddenly appears, their attitude doesn't change at all, as if they can't see you."

"That's because I've reduced my presence around me, like a weakened version of invisibility."

Bai Mu smiled and shook his head, then stepped aside:

"Aren't you going to look for Muroto Sumire? It's perfect, let's go to her place and talk."

"You haven't told me who you are yet?" Tian Tong Mu couldn't help but ask.

"I really don't want to repeat the same thing a second time. Let's talk about it together after we see Muroto Sumire."

"Until you explain clearly, we won't..."

Before Tendo Mugen could finish his words, the three of them instantly appeared in a room with five computers.

A sloppy woman wearing a white coat, with dull eyes, dark circles under her eyes and messy hair, was sitting on a chair, browsing information on five computers at the same time at an extremely fast speed.

Every computer has a different interface.

“…Take you with you.” Tian Tongmu swallowed the second half of the sentence unconsciously.

Hearing the voices of several people, Muroto Sumire put down the mouse, turned her chair and looked back at the three people.

Noticing Rentaro Satomi and Kimura Tendo, he unconsciously relaxed a little, naturally took the breakfast from Rentaro's hand and started eating.

"Are you here to ask me about the changes in the world? Although there are still many unclear points, I have confirmed that this is a real world, not an illusion."

"No, I'm here to discuss how to save the world."

The white curtain materialized a chair and he sat down on it.

"Ms. Muroto is right. This is indeed a real world."

"I have the ability to predict the future and see fragments of it."

"Just yesterday morning, I suddenly discovered that two worlds on the verge of destruction had merged with our world."

"One side of the world is experiencing a biochemical apocalypse..."

"And the other world is the end of the original enterovirus where you are."

"I hired someone to search all day yesterday, but they couldn't find any clues about the enterovirus."

"Because your world is so different from this one, fusion is a way to increase the territorial size of each country, which is different from the quiet fusion of the biochemical apocalyptic world."

"Increasing the territory isn't a bad thing, but there are so many places to check that it's impossible to find the location of the research institute."

"After the two worlds merge, the protovirus will definitely break out, and it's very likely that it will be leaked from a laboratory, just like the biochemical virus."

"The biochemical virus broke out yesterday afternoon, and the enterovirus should have appeared in the past two days. We must hurry. Do you have any clues?"

The three of them stared blankly at the white screen, unable to recover for a long time.

A parallel world? Predicting the future? A biochemical apocalypse?

After a few seconds, Muroto Sumire calmly asked:

"Is this your personal guess or something that has already been confirmed?"

"It's just my guess, but I have evidence. Even if the actual situation isn't like this, it shouldn't be much different."

"Then why are you the only one in the world who realized this?"

"Maybe it's because I have super powers, and they're pretty good."

"Predicting the future isn't necessarily a superpower; it could just be a daydream."

"My superpowers aren't just about predicting the future. I can also grow larger, discharge electricity, and control magnetic fields..."

Every time Bai Mu says one, it will be shown.

Looking at the giant who suddenly appeared and then returned to his original form, the lightning flashing in his palm, the various objects flying around him, and the various furniture and weapons created out of thin air, the three of them felt like they were dreaming.

Muroto Sumire stared blankly at the white screen, stood up unconsciously, and gently touched the tables and chairs floating in the air.

"Electromagnetic force, gravity, fantasy materialization, and the ability to manipulate time and space. Are you the god of this world?"

"Unfortunately, I'm just an ordinary person with super powers."

"People with superpowers can't be considered ordinary people, right?"

"Why not? You're smarter than most people, but aren't you an ordinary person too?"

"No. I am a madman, a pervert, and a genius, but I am not an ordinary person."

Bai Mu was stunned for two seconds, then burst into laughter:

"Haha... I like people who are self-aware."

"In that case, let's skip the intelligence gathering part and get straight to the point."

"In your opinion, how, when, and where will the enterovirus outbreak occur?"

At this moment, Rentaro Satomi gradually believed in the theory of parallel world.

In other words, there is no other possibility except a parallel world.

"Since we've come to a parallel world, is it possible that the Enterovirus won't break out?"

"It's certainly possible, but I don't want to gamble. We always have to prepare for the worst. Just like yesterday, if we hadn't acted decisively, the biohazard crisis would never have been resolved so easily."

"Indeed, it's better to be safe than sorry."

Rentaro Satomi nodded slightly, agreeing with him very much.

"Why do you think it was a lab virus leak? Just because of the biochemical virus?"

"Because most movies about virus crises are set up like this."

“…It’s just a movie.”

"So what's your guess?"

"is it possible…"

Satomi Rentaro hesitated for a moment, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and then spoke again:

"Did the virus come from the cursed children of our world? Or perhaps the virus has been lurking in their bodies all along."

"Impossible! Yesterday morning, I used my full sensory abilities to search all the major cities around the world, but I didn't find any trace of the enterovirus in them."

"Running around the world in one morning? Are you really not a god?"

"How can there be a god as weak as me? If I can't destroy the universe with one punch, how can I be called a god?"

Destroy the universe with one punch?

While Rentaro Satomi was speechless, he also finally understood what was happening.

This is not an ordinary modern world, gods really exist.

It was obvious that he was just being modest when he called himself an ordinary person.

"Since you can control time, can't you just wait until the virus really breaks out and then reverse time?"

"Unfortunately, my abilities are limited. Even with my full effort, I can only reverse time for a little over an hour at most. Furthermore, the area is only about three or five towns."

"Isn't that enough?"

"It's far from enough. The integration of your world into ours has resulted in too much new land. If nothing unexpected happens, these places will all be home to outbreaks of the Enterovirus.

There is no real basis for this, but it is a reasonable inference I made based on the bio-apocalyptic world.

After all, after the fusion of the biochemical apocalyptic world, there is only one more Bed Master City."

At this moment, Muroto Sumire suddenly reacted and said in a deep voice:

"Meteorite! The only possibility in the situation you described is that a meteorite fell from the sky and brought the enterovirus with it."

"The places where meteorites land are fixed, and it is impossible to intercept them mid-flight, otherwise it will only cause the virus to spread more widely."

As she spoke, Muroto Sumire quickly tapped on the keyboard and quickly pulled up a news item.

"I've been looking up information about this world since yesterday morning."

"There's talk online about a global meteor shower happening at dusk on July 31st this year. However, because it's so large, few people actually believe it."

"If I'm right, the enterovirus should be carried by a meteorite during the meteor shower in more than two months."

"It's still early, so there's no need to worry."

At dusk on July 31st?

Bai Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the specific time had been determined, it would be easy.

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone and quickly dialed Conan's number.

"Conan, I just got the news that there will be a global-scale super-large meteor shower at dusk on July 31st. There is a high possibility that the protovirus will be carried by the meteorite."

"What? Tomorrow afternoon? So soon! We must prepare immediately."

"Yes, there's only one day left. We must act immediately. Next, I will discuss with Chris and have the Fujimine Group and other organizations gather together to guard the meteorite landing site in advance to ensure that the virus does not spread."

"Is there anything we can do?"

"Investigate other possibilities. This is just my speculation, not a prediction of the future. If my speculation is wrong, it will be troublesome."

"it is good."

Because Bai Mu was on speakerphone, all three of them could hear it clearly.

Tian Tongmu couldn't help but ask:

"I guess I heard correctly? Today is May 10th. Isn't July 31st more than two months from now? How did it become tomorrow afternoon?"

"Ugh……"

Bai Mu sighed softly and shook his head slightly:

"You are new here, and it's time for you to adapt to the place."

"In our world, time doesn't follow the calendar."

“今天是5月10日，明天的确有可能是 11日，但也有可能是 17日，乃至于7月31日。”

"ah…!?"