Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

"You really don't have any rules for dealing with Spectators?"

"Huh? Why do we have rules for things like this?"

"Because, I've been in the prop shop for a long time, but I haven't seen the escape device. Didn't you take it away?"

Black and White Bear covered his head, and said with an expression that said, "Let the past be the past."

"But if there are rules, doesn't that mean I have to acknowledge that his deal is valid?"

"The principal of this school is me, Monokuma~"

"The rules I set are the ones you really need to follow. As for other people's promises, it's up to you to make your own judgment!"

"After all, wasn't there a fool who made an appointment with someone to exercise not long ago but broke it without permission?"

"So, you have to make your own judgment on your own affairs~"

As Monokuma spoke, his gaze also turned in the direction of Zhixing, taking in the performance of the [Disciplinary Officer] and Zhixing.

The [Disciplinary Officer] who was originally thinking obviously also heard the slander of Monokuma.

But because this was a fact, the [Disciplinary Officer] just clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

After all, compared to Zhixing who watched his brother die without helping, it was Monokuma himself who forced his brothers to take action, and now he is mocking his brothers like this.

As a [Disciplinary Officer], when things fall on me, no matter how much pressure I feel, I have the confidence that I can get through it.

However, faced with such a thing that hurts his own brothers, and this situation is the fact, the [Disciplinary Officer] who also pays attention to practical actions feels powerless and cannot find the words to refute it.

Zhixing originally wanted to emphasize that he and Monokuma were not in the same group, so the other party would not be responsible for his actions.

But seeing Laozi's face turning white again, Zhixing thought it wouldn't be too late to talk about it later, so... Zhixing heard the deal proposed by Laozi:

"Rather than letting my brother be resurrected with his own sins, I would rather stop him from making mistakes!"

"If it's you, you can do it! Let me! Let me stop my brother!"

Zhixing widened his eyes and looked at his classmate Laozi in disbelief.

Therefore, in addition to the other party standing upright and expressing his desires to the paper, a "discipline officer" bowing at a 45-degree angle also appeared in the same position.

However, the [Disciplinary Officer] said, with similar yet different reasons:

"Although this was indeed a willful decision on my part, right now, I just want to protect my brother's reputation in society and prevent him from becoming a social disaster. After all, with a criminal record like this, future authorities won't approve of him!"

"So, sorry, if you haven't made public the fact that the other person is still alive, then the contract cannot be concluded."

Chapter 342: Understanding the World Reincarnation

Zhixing turned around and saw that everyone present was waiting for his answer. He then glanced at the "Disciplinary Officer" who was disappearing like a phantom.

Are shadows visible only to those in the cognitive world? And the other person has normal black hair. In other words, isn't the degree of impossibility high enough for Laozi's classmate?

Zhi Xing closed his eyes, pretended to be thinking, took a deep breath, and took another deep breath.

I feel like I'm shooting myself in the foot. I'm not good at adapting to circumstances like this...

Do you take time to think, or do you just follow your instincts and act on the spot?

Zhixing glanced at his classmate Laozi, who was in high spirits and had a head of white hair, and knew that this was because the other party had just fused a talent and could do impossible things in a short period of time.

Just like when a test-taker is taking an exam and when he is walking, even though his mind is equally immersed in solving the problem, his efficiency is completely different.

And if we want to turn this situation from an outbreak into a normal state, it is probably the result of completing the whole game of fratricide.

This is probably the reason why there are still 5 people alive without having to kill them all.

16-5=11? Adding myself, I can make twelve hours...hours?

Zhixing shook his head, dispelling his wandering thoughts, then looked at Laozi and said hesitantly:

"You mean...you're more interested in saving the mistakes he made than resurrecting the biker gang?"

"Yes! That's it! I have no right to interfere in my brother's past, but at least... at least I can't watch him go down the wrong path!"

Classmate Laozi pointed at the paper bank with an aggressive attitude and shouted loudly.

"Isn't it me who's being protected by the other person, but me who's protecting her... It doesn't seem right."

The paper bank had no idea about this, and this was ultimately because the transactions the paper bank wanted to conduct in the first place were all about intelligence.

So even if someone asks an unexpected question, not knowing is also an answer.

But before the transaction was carried out, the paper company first mentioned a practical transaction such as reviving the "bosozoku".

So simply relying on future knowledge is definitely not as good as this kind of substantial desire.

"To be honest, I originally prepared the Bōsozoku revival package just for you."

"In my eyes, of these people, only you, Makoto Naegi, and [Doujin] are the most important transactions."

"But I didn't expect that [fan fiction] wasn't what I had in mind, and your requirements...are somewhat different from what I had in mind."

Lucky and Fanfiction Writer, who were suddenly nominated, were a little bit incredulous, but Laozi, the classmate, asked directly:

"Why me? Have you been eyeing me for a long time?!"

"Of course, after all, only you two are the beneficiaries of this game, and the others are just runners-up."

"And between the two of you, your desire is greater. After all, not only will your brother die here, but you yourself will die too."

The paper company chose to improvise and rejected Laozi's transaction application in a straightforward manner.

"I see. So, you're only planning to resurrect my brother, so you haven't been able to fulfill what I desire, right?"

"Well...it depends on what you want to do..."

"What do you mean?"

Facing Laozi's question, Zhixing explained tolerantly:

"To achieve what you said, there are only three situations."

"Since it is to eliminate the sins committed by the Zou Clan."

"Then the first method is to cover your ears and steal the bell."

"Just delete everyone who knows about this from their memory."

Although the paper said this, it is an impossible goal to achieve for the surveillance that has not stopped at this moment and the many viewers who are nowhere to be found.

"And the second method is to find the person who tied the bell to untie it."

"Since you want to stop the mistakes of the Bosozoku, then why not just resolve the root of the problem?"

"For example... resurrecting the Programmer."

After Zhixing finished speaking, the crowd, who were already shocked by the resurrection, were even more shocked at this moment.

Because if we talk about the [bosozoku] thing, it was because the [onlookers] knew the script and prepared it specifically for them.

Then the [Programmer] at this moment means that Paper Bank does have a way to resurrect the dead.

Combined with the script that Zhixing had mentioned before, all kinds of speculations began to emerge among the remaining ten people.

But without giving them time to discuss, Zhi Xing narrowed his eyes and continued in a tone that he himself did not want to believe:

"As for the third one, it's reincarnation."

"I will give you a chance to personally prevent this tragedy from happening."

"But on the other hand, whether you can achieve your goal is not part of the deal; it depends solely on your own efforts."

"Which of the above three situations do you want to choose?"

After listening to the plan that Zhihang had come up with after delaying time, Laozi decisively asked:

"So, what is the price I need to pay in these three situations?"

Upon hearing this, Zhixing fell into deep thought again.

After a while, he finally spoke:

"If you want the first method, then my requirement is to perfect the rules and regulations of a cult and the method of recruiting people within one day."

"And if you choose the second option, then you only need to give up the possibility of the Bosozoku surviving. One life for another."

"But if you choose the third option, then..."

Zhixing said, looking at Laozi with some expectation in his eyes, and stated his request:

"...You will temporarily inherit the power I possess, and bear the curse of an irreversible fate that I bear."

"And what you have to do is to summarize the rules of fighting against fate every time you fail in reincarnation, until you achieve complete success."

"The time limit is... before your life comes to an end."

At this moment, both parties put forward their demands, and Zhixing confirmed that both of them were trading based on their most desired desires.

Now the transaction only depends on my choice.

"Hahaha, I thought it was a difficult request, but is this the result?"

"I told you my answer when I asked the question."

"I will definitely stop you from doing something you will regret!"

As he spoke, Laozi couldn't wait to stretch out his hands, open his arms and face the paper to confirm:

"I am willing to accept your reincarnation challenge, come on!"

His hair was standing on end, and his eyes were burning like fire, his gaze was fixed on the paper.

When Zhihang heard Laozi's reply, he also nodded and accepted the deal.

A female voice, in a leisurely voice, recited in the mind of [Disciplinary Officer] Ishimaru Seitaxia—my classmate:

"I am you...you are me..."

“Here you gain a brand new bond.”

"The so-called "qi" is the desire to break fate and seek change."

"In the name of [Order], I enter [Reincarnation] to explore the way to [Break Fate]."

"this is?"

Before Laozi could understand what was happening, a white mask had already covered his face.

Then the [Observer] pointed his finger at himself and chanted like a mantra:

"The real world, the space of impressions; Hope's Peak, the place of cognition; Despair, hope; Talent, destiny; The underworld, the demon world;"

"Firm your will, release your emotions, and descend into this world, you who should not exist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a biker gang member on a motorcycle appeared next to Zhixing.

But it is not the target person for reincarnation.

He just glanced at the paper, as if having some kind of communication, and then his whole body, along with the motorcycle under his feet, turned into a pool of liquid, and then rushed onto Laozi's mask.

The pure white mask was dyed with brightly colored patterns and designs.

When the mask was dyed with other colors, Laozi instinctively put his hand on his mask.

And it was accompanied by a painful tearing sensation.

He threw his mask, face skin and blood aside.

The ochre-colored flames burned away the mask and the bloodstains, restoring Laozi's appearance to the way it was before he was injured.

Zhi Xing shifted his gaze from the mask to the being standing behind it.

An old man wearing a cloak, with his face invisible but only his beard showing, holds a scale steadily in his hands.

The appearance of the scale is classic and a bit shabby, with weights of different shapes and sizes placed on both ends of the scale, showing an obvious ups and downs with the left side higher and the right side lower.

Zhihang didn't hear Laozi's introduction, but quickly looked at the other ten students who were watching the transaction.

This time, Zhi Xing could clearly tell from their eyes that they all saw the shadow image of the personality mask.

So Zhixing turned around again and looked at the large camera in the cafeteria. It was also obvious that the camera's offset angle was aimed at Laozi's classmate's personality mask.

Closing his eyes, Zhixing reconfirmed the theoretical basis, then recalled the images of "Programmer" and "Bosozoku" in his mind and spoke:

"let's start!"

Accompanied by this command.