I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Skirt Lifting Maniac: What the hell? These are all members of the Chinese monsters participating in the war, not pets?

Lin Fengjiao: Yes, they were all members of the war.

The illustrator of the book: Are they going to a big battle or just to be cute? Just these few kittens and puppies are going to participate in the battle of all monsters?

Lin Fengjiao: So, we can only wait for the group leader to come and save the situation.

Wig: Huh? What? Gintoki, you were caught visiting a brothel? And you want me to bail you out?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Visiting, visiting a brothel?

Shark-faced guy: Yin, I remember you said earlier that old perverts like Deadpool should quit the group on their own.

Curly-haired guy: Damn it, you wig bastard, did you do that on purpose? You bastard, you definitely did that on purpose! I shouldn’t have trusted you, damn!

Hatchet Girl: Don't change the subject. Please leave the group now, sir!

After Katsura Kotonoha sent this message, Janet came out of the bathroom with a flushed face.

The frightened little nun glanced at the hot pot on the table and cleared her throat. "Ye, there's something I need to confess to you. Actually, I'm an exorcist for the church."

"Should I show a shocked expression at this time?" Gui Yanye asked calmly without changing his expression.

"Well, I didn't mean to hide it from you." Janet seemed a little embarrassed to meet her gaze and looked away. "It's mainly because of those dirty old men above me. They say people like us can't just reveal our headlights and identities."

"I understand why you can't reveal your identity, but what the hell is revealing your headlights?" Gui Yanye's mouth twitched, and he said with a frown, "Those people above you are taking advantage of their positions to harass me, right? Absolutely harassment, right?"

"Actually, I know you're an exorcist, right?" Janet took a deep breath and continued, "For Satan's sake. I have a task that's been bothering me for a long time and I hope you can help me."

"Miss Janet, what did you just say for the sake of what?"

284 Physical Exorcism

Early morning, dim light.

Inside the room, Uchiha Madara opened his eyes, sat up, washed up, dressed, and prepared to cook.

In fact, he had already entered the realm of God and could have gone without food or even sleep. However, Uchiha Madara did not give up these habits as a "human". He wanted to make himself feel that he was still a human being, not a god who was detached from the world.

dong dong dong.

Just as he was about to light the stove, a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly rang out.

I walked to the entrance and opened the door, and outside the door appeared a bearded uncle with green clothes and wooden clogs on his feet.

The old man held a cane in his left hand and a plastic bag in his right, a sly smile on his face. "Oh, oh, good morning, Mr. Madara. I brought you breakfast, would you like to share some?"

Uchiha Madara didn't say anything, turned around and walked back with an expressionless face.

The clog-wearing uncle didn't mind his indifference. He followed Uchiha Madara into the living room with a smile and found a seat in a familiar manner. "Tsk tsk, it's really hard to find a breakfast shop in this city. I ran two blocks."

Uchiha Madara just watched him take out rice balls, soy milk and two small paper bags of fried noodles and bread from the convenient bag, and said lightly: "I don't remember you being such an enthusiastic person, Urahara Kisuke."

"Ahahahaha, that's because my enthusiasm is only for a small number of people!" Urahara Kisuke adjusted the brim of his hat and smiled, "Especially for an incredible figure like Mr. Madara, I'm quite enthusiastic."

"Aren't you afraid that your enthusiasm will be put in the wrong place?" Uchiha Madara said meaningfully.

"Ah, I'm a little worried about that." Urahara Kisuke picked up a bag of fried noodles, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth. "That's why I came to meet you, a great man."

Uchiha Madara was silent for a moment, then picked up the rice ball on the table. "What do you want to know?"

"What does Mr. Madara think of the Soul King?"

"Just a useless person who has lost touch with the world."

"Oh my, that's truly outrageous and heartbreaking." Urahara Kisuke widened his eyes in mock surprise, sipped his soy milk, and said, "In a sense, you seem to be the same kind of person as Aizen."

"If so, what are you going to do?" Uchiha Madara looked at him expressionlessly.

"Ahaha, you're really too kind. I wouldn't dare do anything." Shaking his head, Urahara Kisuke waved his hand and said, "I'm just a poor wretch exiled from the Seireitei, wandering the real world, barely making ends meet."

"Is that so?" Uchiha Madara sneered with a mocking look on his face.

"But, Madara-san, you're probably well aware of the turmoil the Soul King's death would cause." Urahara Kisuke lowered his head, his eyes obscured by the brim of his hat. "Please don't do anything useless."

Uchiha Madara frowned frivolously and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, it's just advice! Advice!" Urahara Kisuke laughed and drank the last drop of soy milk in the cup. "Ah, it's a really good breakfast. Well, I'll take my leave now."

Uchiha Madara did not try to keep him, but just watched him disappear from his sight.

Clearly, the former Director of the Technology Development Bureau's visit had a deeper meaning. He must have discovered something, or perhaps Kyoraku Shunsui had told him something, which was why he came here in person to test the waters.

This is a smart guy. But unfortunately, we are not the same kind of people. We can never be the same kind of people.

With a slight sigh of relief, Uchiha Madara opened the group chat interface. The first thing that caught his eye was the notification that the live broadcast room had been activated. And, the host was actually Deadpool?

Out of curiosity, he planned to enter the live broadcast room, but the live broadcast had ended at this time.

This is an actor:?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Ah, An Ran-san is awake? Good morning.

Book artist: Good morning. Although it is afternoon here, I still give you a favor. @This is an actor

This is an actor: Thanks, what's going on with Deadpool's live stream?

Scarlet Snake Fairy: It was an eye-catching live broadcast, and everyone left after watching it for a few seconds.

Curly Hair: This idiot actually live-streamed himself taking a shower, damn! The whole screen is mosaic, it's crazy!

Foul-mouthed Man: Hey, man! You can't say that! I sold my body to please you! At least give me some flowers and applause!

The illustrator of the book: Flowers, sister. I’m giving you face by not giving you a pile of shit.

This is an actor: live broadcast of himself taking a shower, you are really talented.

Curly: He's a pervert! This guy is a complete and utter pervert! He's ruining the morale of our entire group. I strongly recommend he be shot!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Speaking of corrupting morals, Yin, you’re actually not much better, are you?

Illustrator: Exactly! You were the one who got caught visiting a brothel, and you still dare to criticize others? Where's your face?

Wig: Humph! Gintoki's face is shameless.

Curly-haired guy: Shut up, damn wig! Isn't it you who's responsible for my current disgrace? You bastard, I trusted you so much! How dare you pull this on me in the group chat?

Wig: No, I just want to give you a chance to reform. There is no future in visiting brothels.

Curly-haired guy: Working in a men's club like you does is a promising career, right, bastard!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Ah, my dear is awake? Good morning, mua~

Book Artist: Phew, goodness! Sister Xiaonan, you're just learning and applying it right away, aren't you considering Kotonoha-chan's feelings?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Hey, I think Kotonoha-chan will forgive me.

Hatchet Girl: Now that you've said that, what else can I do but forgive? This city is empty, and I can't find the way back. I'm a lowly person, living only in your shadow.

Upskirt Maniac: ???

Hatchet Girl: It’s just the lyrics, don’t think too much about it.

Book artist: Then why don’t you just sing it out loud? Sing it out loud!

Hatchet Girl: I'm learning exorcism from a nun who believes in Satan. I can't destroy this sacred atmosphere. [Picture]

Clicking on the image, I saw a dimly lit room. A disheveled girl was tied to a bed, her eyes rolled back and her mouth gaping in a hideous expression.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh my god, what kind of horror movie is this?

Curly Hair: What a holy atmosphere! How can you even imagine it being holy? And what the hell is this nun? Why doesn't she use a cross to perform exorcisms instead of a knife?

Hatchet Girl: I don't quite understand why it's called physical exorcism.

285 The Devil Appears

Illustrator: What is a physical exorcism? Is there such a classification for exorcism?

Curly-haired guy: How does your physical exorcism work? Is it the kind that kills both the victim and the demon?

Hatchet Girl: So I don't know either. But don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on Janet and won't let her do anything rash.

In the room at this moment.

Janet had prepared various exorcism tools: holy water, the Bible, nails, lock sleeves and two ancient portraits, which were said to be the true images of Lucifer and Satan, used to lure the devil to reveal his true form.

Janet solemnly lit holy water and sprinkled it across the room. Holding the executioner's knife in her left hand and the Bible in her right, she began to chant aloud. The surrounding lights began to flicker visibly, and bursts of shrill screams emanated from the young woman on the bed.

Katsura Yanye thought this scene seemed very classic, so she took a GIF photo and sent it to the group.

Wow, this really looks like a movie scene.

The illustrator said: This is exactly like the scene from the movie The Exorcist! Kotonoha-chan, did you go to the wrong set?

Hatchet Girl: When I came in earlier, I also thought I had walked into the wrong set, but the priest in the movie The Exorcist was obviously not Janet.

Skirt Uplifter: That's true. With your unique nun-friend personality, you could make an independent film out of it.

Book Artist: Damn, for Satan’s sake, right?

Curly Hair: If there really is a God, he would probably be moved to tears by his servant. A nun believes in Satan, what kind of devilish plot is this?

Hatchet Girl: Well, people say it was just a slip of the tongue.

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Was it really just a slip of the tongue?

Lin Fengjiao: I don't think you need to dwell too much on this matter. Today on Lingzhou Island, I even saw Western monsters believe in Jesus Christ.

Book Artist: Are you talking about Western monsters, like vampires, werewolves, or something like that? They believe in Jesus Christ? What kind of fantasy is this?

Foul-mouthed Man: Hey! Freedom! This is true personal freedom! Unfettered by rules and regulations, letting your life soar! Wow, man! This is so cool!

Book Artist: Are you promoting your idiot-free philosophy again? Look at everyone in the group, does anyone agree with you?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Freedom needs to be promoted, but freedom is not absolute. We must also clearly distinguish our positions. If there is freedom for the exploiters, there will be no freedom for the exploited. If there is freedom for the capitalists, there will be no freedom for the proletariat.

Curly Hair: Ruiko-chan, I think it's completely useless to try to lecture someone like this. This guy's brain is just a mess and he doesn't know how to learn.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Ah Yin, you say this as if you can learn these?

Curly: Yes! Gin-san, of course I can! Don't underestimate me, jerk!

Foul-mouthed Man: Wait, wait. Capitalist? Proletarian? Hey, I think I've heard these terms somewhere before? Damn, it's been so long I can't even remember! Could someone explain to me what these two terms mean?

Hatchet Girl: Isn't that simple? Tony Stark is the capitalist, and you're the proletarian. He has countless resources and means of production to squander, while you can only rely on mutation.

Foul-mouthed Pimp: Damn it, this isn't fair! Damn it, this is absolutely not fair! I'm obviously much more handsome than him, so how did he get to be a capitalist?

Illustrator: I get it. You're a complete idiot. With that face of yours, how dare you call yourself handsome?

Foul-mouthed man: Of course, why wouldn't I dare? Uncle, am I not telling the truth? Which of those girls in the bar doesn't call her a handsome quick-shooter?

Book artist:?

Skirt Uplifter: Handsome...quickshooter?

This is an actor: a very sharp title.

Foul-mouthed Man with Holster: Yeah, I think so too. They say my gun is fast and accurate, and it can even fire rapidly!

Curly-haired guy: Hahahaha, you're an idiot! And you're so smug about it? Damn, you sound so proud of yourself just saying that!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: I don’t quite understand. Why can’t you be proud of your fast and accurate shooting skills?

Skirt-lifting maniac: That’s because Sister Mochou, you don’t understand the meaning of this. Try replacing this gun with that one.

Red-sleeved Blind Man: ...I understand.

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: Hey, guys! What's with all that charades? You know what I hate most in my life is the Riddler? Yeah! The Riddler who's wreaking havoc on Gotham City!

Hatchet Girl: That’s from DC comics, right? What do you, a Marvel fan, hate?

Book Artist: We don't actually have a riddler, we just think you're a pretty good quickshooter. Come on, quickshooter! You're the fastest one!

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Of course, I've always been the fastest! Faster than that bastard Tony! Damn capitalist, sooner or later I'm going to strip him down and parade him through the streets!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Normally, shouldn’t it be hanging street lamps?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Actually, what Deadpool hates now is not the capitalists, but the fact that he himself cannot become a capitalist. If you continue to think this way, you will not make any progress.

Hatchet Girl: Progress is hard, isn't it? I've been in America these past few days, and I've really felt a lot. Hedonism is rampant here, even among the nuns.

After the message was sent, Katsura Kotonoha glanced at Janet who was still performing the exorcism ceremony.