Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

[Outstanding graduate of Totsuki Academy, Shinomiya Kojiro receives the Order of Prussia in Paris...]

According to insiders, some research appears to be underway beneath Tokyo Skytree, and based on the information being sent, it's highly likely related to the renowned martial artist Retsu Kaiou, who died several months ago...

[Citizens in various areas of Ikebukuro claim to have seen the Headless Horseman...]

[Chiba 15th District Yukinoshita announced that the campaign will continue next year...]

According to Weekly Bunshun, Toyokawa, the head of the Toyokawa zaibatsu...

Looking at the things above, Kerry smiled with relief.

what can i say?

The bad news is that the place where he has lived for so many years may very well be a super invincible stitched monster world, and no one knows if there are any supernatural things in it.

Good news! It's all sewn up!

Chris doesn't want to go to Nara anymore. It's too exciting to stay in Tokyo.

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There are still experts in Chapter 2? ?

"Oh yeah! Mambo! Mambo!"

Under the cover of night, on a quiet and deserted riverbank in Tokyo, Kerry was alone, humming an unknown and eerie nursery rhyme.

There are many abstract things in this world, but just like a player who comes to a survival game, now is not the time to capture savages to use as chairs or pour lava into the villagers' houses.

Earth OL is a realistic survival game.

For Kerry, the top priority now is to find a place to stay overnight and a regular source of food and water.

If you don't want to be arrested on the spot and sent back to a mental hospital, you should avoid appearing in crowded areas and change your whereabouts more often so that you won't be remembered for appearing in one place for a long time.

In fact, the previous Kerry didn't mind going back. Except that the food was a little bland, he had food and shelter every day and didn't have to go to work. Everyone there was a talented person, and it was more joyful than the idiot bar.

But considering that there are so many fun things to do in Tokyo, Chris decided to take a stroll outside first.

Kerry's current situation can be said to be the same as those homeless people, or even worse. He is basically a wanted fugitive who will not be hunted on a large scale. He can't even get compensation from the owners by collecting waste or registering some lost items.

However, Kerry himself did not care about such a situation. He walked leisurely along the river, occasionally looking at the night view of Kawasaki across the river bank, or looking at the homeless camps with flashing bonfires not far away.

Yes, there are many homeless people in Tokyo. Although they are often driven away for reasons such as "Don't pollute the master's eyes" and "For the sake of the city appearance", this does not solve the actual problem.

Even if the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare provides data showing that there are only a few thousand homeless people in Japan, the real situation will not disappear just because they change the data.

As Kerry walked, thinking about his future plans, the voice in his head sounded again.

[The first companion I found for you is coming soon. I've designed a communication method based on the chat room structure you remember so that you can communicate. You'll see when he arrives. Your connections with others will increase regularly. Then it's time for me to go to the resurrection match...]

Kerry listened to the voice and was stunned when he saw something that looked like a chat room suddenly appear in his sight.

Oh no! How did the auditory hallucinations escalate into visual hallucinations? I really can’t eat anything casually!

At this time, not far from the homeless camp, there was a man holding a mobile phone and seemed to be looking at something.

The man seemed to mistake Kerry's gaze at the panel in front of him for a gaze directed at him, and looked back.

After seeing Kerry, the man's eyes lit up, he turned off the screen of his phone, put it in his pocket and walked over.

"Hey! Hey there, you're new here, right? Are you having any troubles lately?"

The man looked very quiet as he walked in and you could see the glasses on his face. He had a smile on his face when he spoke and looked very kind, like an insurance salesman from somewhere.

Kerry looked at the guy who was looking for someone to talk to on the roadside late at night in confusion and did not answer.

The man walked up, looked at the clothes that didn't fit Kerry well, nodded secretly, and then continued speaking.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a suspicious person. My name is Kaoru Kondo, and I often help people in need here.

Don't be embarrassed. Everyone has low points in life. Are you in debt from campus loans and can't pay them back? Are you afraid to tell your family? Or are you a foreigner and your passport has been confiscated? You can come to me. I have many ways to help people in need make money.

Don't give up just because of a little setback. You still have a long life ahead of you. As long as you make money, there will always be a chance to make a comeback."

The man spoke very sincerely, which made Kerry understand why the other party wanted to talk to him.

The other party seemed to think of him as a homeless person looking for a place to stay.

So Kerry asked casually while looking at the panel in front of him, which really looked like a chat room, trying to see if there were any other changes.

"A way to make money?"

"Yes!" The other party was also very happy to see Kerry talking to him.

"Come on, we have a lot of options for you, such as being a juice boy for adult videos, a street guide, or doing some delivery work. Generally, people with bad credit or debts find it difficult to find a job, but we don't mind here."

As he spoke, the man who called himself Kondo stepped forward and pointed at the stairs not far away, indicating that they could talk there.

Just as he was speaking, a few slovenly figures came from not far away.

"Hey! Kondo! Get away from me!"

One of the older men knocked on the wooden pole in his hand. A bend like an iron hook could be seen on the pole. It was not difficult to tell that the thing was used to pick up garbage.

Then the identities of these people are self-evident; they are homeless people living not far away.

The man who called himself Kondo heard the voice and turned around in annoyance, but when he found that they were outnumbered, he took a few steps back and looked at Kerry.

“If you need anything, you can go to the business building over there…”

"Get out!" Before he could finish his words, a homeless man raised the iron pot in his hand. Kondo had no choice but to leave angrily, leaving a trail of footprints on the grass.

Kerry watched the whole thing without saying a word.

After Kondo walked away, the homeless people came over, but they consciously kept a certain distance from Kerry, as if they didn't want to scare Kerry.

"Young man, don't believe that guy. Lately, many young people who refused to listen to advice have been asked to pay child support for children born out of infidelity who weren't theirs, leading to bankruptcy. Or they've taken out loans and can't pay them back, but they don't dare tell their families, and end up homeless.

That guy is here to target you, and he's probably eating homeless people."

Listening to the other person's words, Kerry was very curious about one of the new words he had never heard of.

"Eating bums?"

The other party found out that Kerry didn't know this, so he explained.

"Yes, because if the homeless have a place to live, they can receive a monthly subsidy from the government. Many years ago, the Yakuza came up with the idea of locking up the homeless and giving them monthly relief. We call this eating the homeless.

But such incidents have become less common in recent years.”

"Is the Tokyo government building houses for the homeless?" Kerry was very curious when he heard such things less and less.

“No, the subsidies have been reduced, and the district governments will do everything they can to not give money to the homeless and the Yakuza. And now the Yakuza are also declining, so now they have started to let the homeless do other things.

For example, helping to transport illegal drugs, taking them to sign waiver agreements for drug testing, or..."

At this point, the homeless man who was communicating with Kerry paused.

"Or, for example, when a nuclear leak occurs, they make us deal with it. They even ask us to take organs when they need them, or make us illegally catch seafood."

Hearing this, Kerry scratched his head in confusion.

"Wait, how did illegally caught seafood get put together with the ones above?"

"Actually, catching snow crab in season overnight can make more money than selling contraband. I even heard that a young man in Nerima was taken away to have his voice changed and become a VTB. It's said that the money came like the wind." As he spoke, the old homeless man shook his head, looking as if he didn't understand the current era.

"By the way, young man, do you want something to eat?"

A few minutes later.

"Goooooooooo!"

Instant noodles that had already expired were cooking in an iron pot, and Kerry listened to the homeless people sitting around the fire talking about their life experiences in Tokyo.

Obviously, this is a serious violation of Tokyo's public security and fire prevention regulations, but people here don't care.

"You can go to the shop under the bridge over there, where they sell cheap cigarettes and beer. Try not to go to the back of the restaurant kitchen. When those people throw away the food, they may not be happy to see us.

If someone suddenly comes to you and wants to be your friend, don't believe them, because many people disappear like this."

Some of these people even started wandering before the Tokyo Skytree was built. It was not until the government began to drive out homeless people on a large scale in order to build the Tokyo Skytree that the number of such people in Tokyo decreased.

There are good and bad people in any group, and homeless people, as the main component, are guys on the list of delinquents. And if many people regard the workplace as the dark side of society, this group of people is staring into the abyss of darkness.

It can even be said that the bad ones are in the majority, but Kerry seems to be lucky enough to have met the few friendly ones in this group.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely feel guilty at this moment. After all, unlike what they thought, Kerry had a way out. As long as he wanted, there was a place he could return to. No matter how outrageous the life in the mental hospital was, it was more comfortable than wandering.

But it was clear that Kerry was not quite normal. He was just staring at the bubbling pot of instant noodles and wondering if this bowl of noodles with some pickled greens could be served at the Korean state banquet.

While cooking noodles, Chris also figured out how to use the thing that appeared in his eyes. First of all, that thing seemed invisible to other people. He could directly use his thoughts to control it to type or slide his hands. It was very magical.

And now, in the place similar to the member column on the right side of this chat room, there are two names.

The first one is "Kerry" himself. You can even see a pixelated Kerry avatar, and the avatar below has a gray suffix name that says "Sato Kazuma".

It seemed like a coincidence that when Kerry was looking at the portrait, the portrait suddenly lit up.

Soon, a line of words appeared in the chat room.

Satou Kazuma: What the hell is this? It suddenly appeared in my head and told me I'd be resurrected at the resurrection point after I died. I was just talking to a cocky blue-haired goddess. What's going on?

Kerry looked at the message that appeared in the chat room, thought for a moment, and then tried to type a response.

[Chris: Look, are you lying on a platform or a stone box?]

Satou Kazuma: How do you know? Who are you? Didn't I go to another world? Wait! Is this my original body?!

[Kerry: If nothing unexpected happens, you will experience the same treatment as a saint.]

Satou Kazuma: What saint? The kind from the A Certain Magical Index?

[Kerry: No, it's the treatment of Joan of Arc.]

[Sato Kazuma:? ]

[Sato Kazuma:? ! ! 】

Satou Kazuma: Oh my god! The temperature is really rising! Help me!

Shit! What did you do?!

In a funeral home in Tokyo, Sato Kazuma was terrified and tried hard to push away the things around him, stand up and escape from this haunted place.

But he felt weak all over. Apart from being able to move his eyeballs and use the chat group, even breathing was difficult.

Spicy balls!

In the past, Japan also practiced burial for religious reasons, but now cremation has been promoted very successfully. Of course, the main reason is not environmental protection or the fact that the Japanese do not believe in Shintoism and Buddhism. The main reason is that land is too expensive and people living in the Tokyo metropolitan area simply cannot afford to die.

By the way, more than 70% of the employees in Japan's funeral business are Chinese.

Just when Sato Kazuma was about to become an "old acquaintance", several cars stopped not far from the road above the river on Kerry's side.

After completing a beautiful illegal road parking, several people walked down, led by Kondo who had just been driven away.

"Have you confirmed the situation?" Standing by the road at the upper end of the river bank, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses on the street late at night, who didn't know if he was cosplaying as a blind masseur, pointed to the homeless camp below where there were flickering lights.

“I had been watching for a few days before I came here, and today the group of dirty ghosts were relatively gathered, and there were not many people around.

It's just a little troublesome, there's a new guy inside who might have a cell phone."

Kondo glanced over there with some disgust, and explained why he was still wandering around here late at night even though he was disliked by the people in this camp.

Since they have been marked as untrustworthy, it is obviously unreasonable to still be around and try to recruit people to join. The main reason why Kondo is here is that the group is ready to withdraw from Tokyo.

"Tsk, it's because they want too many people. They got into trouble when they tried to scam international students there before."

The Japanese Yakuza usually organize themselves into groups and select their successors through bloodlines and sworn marriages, just like Japanese bureaucrats. Before the crackdown in 08, they used force to divide territories for transactions and extorted fees from merchants to maintain their operations, just like the Japanese government.

Thinking about the last incident, they confiscated the passport of a good-looking male foreign student and forced him to work in a special customs shop to sell hooks. They never expected that the other party's father came to Japan to see how his son was doing. Before the visit, he wanted to experience the Japanese customs first and mentioned his son.

This matter has caused quite a stir, and coupled with the recent excessive activities, it has attracted the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department. It took a lot of effort from the higher-ups to suppress it. In addition, the team is now facing more and more tasks requiring more people. From what the boss said, we have decided to do one last job and recruit more people. Once all the stores in Ginza are transferred, we will immediately start to develop in Matsushimacho.

"That's all. Be quick and careful not to let the fire spread to the grass, or else we'll have to investigate again if things get out of hand."

As he spoke, the leading man wearing sunglasses threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground and stomped it out, then told his men to take out their weapons and walk towards the river bank.

Chapter 3 man!

[Sato Kazuma: Wow wow wow! Save me! ]