I, enter the zero world, change the ending

Realizing his loss of composure, Zhiyao put down the stick, looking embarrassed.

"Oh, yes, it's just me."

"Why do we need to light a fire?" Most of the old houses were made of wood, and Manfuyu was worried from the bottom of her heart that the Himuro residence would be accidentally set on fire before she found her mentor.

"Why don't you light a fire?" Zhiyao asked back, then, not caring about the embarrassment, answered honestly, "I'm scared. Aren't you afraid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhiyao suddenly remembered something.

"Do you have your cell phone? Lend it to me!"

"Cellphone?" Mafuyu was confused. "What's a cellphone?"

"Oh my god! Come on, big brother, you're still telling jokes at this hour." Zhiyao was almost powerless to complain, "Hurry up and lend it to me, it's really important!"

Seeing him so anxious, Manfuyu couldn't help but continue asking, "What's wrong?"

"We have to call the police!"

Afterwards, Zhiyao described the whole story in detail. After listening to it, Zhendong's expression became solemn.

"Where did you find the body?"

"Over there." Zhiyao pointed to a certain place and emphasized, "The key is that there are no limbs yet."

"How about we go and take a look?" Madoka suggested.

Hearing the sound, Zhiyao widened her eyes, as if she was looking at an alien.

"Are you crazy?!"

"We need to confirm the exact location before we can make the next plan."

"You go if you want to go, I won't go." Zhiyao shook her head, firmly objecting. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, not only are there corpses, I also heard wolves howling. Anyway, this forest is abnormal. I don't even know how I got here."

You actually forgot how you got here?

After carefully observing the man in front of her for a moment, Manfuyu felt that he did not seem to be lying, so she looked towards Himuro's residence, wondering if this man had just come out from inside and then lost his memory.

So many people disappeared in there, even my mentor has no news, so it seems reasonable that the man in front of me has lost his memory.

"Do you know where this is?" Mafuyu pointed towards the Himuro residence and asked tentatively.

"I don't know, but it's not a Feng Shui treasure land." Zhiyao took a half step back, and his shoulders shook for no reason.

"Do you still remember what happened before?" Madoka continued to ask.

"I just remember sleeping on the bed in the room and waking up like this."

"Thinking about it again, have you seen anyone else nearby?"

"Yes, there are two in total. There is one in front of me, and the other one is..." Zhiyao paused with a mysterious look.

Could this guy have spotted Mr. Takamine and the others? Suddenly, like a lost explorer who had spotted a guiding star, Mafuyu eagerly asked:

"where!"

"Over there, unfortunately it's a dead body."

Mando was stunned for a moment and almost couldn't help laughing.

Zhiyao actually did this on purpose. Joking helps reduce fear, and the more times like this happen, the more you need to relax.

Thinking he couldn't get any more information, Madoka sighed helplessly and pointed somewhere.

"If you want to know how to leave this forest, you can follow this straight line until you see a stone-paved road. Then turn left and walk about 500 meters. You will then see the steps leading down the mountain."

After saying this, he said goodbye to the man he had just met and walked straight towards the gate of the Himuro residence.

He came to see his mentor, time was running out and he could not delay any longer.

Seeing Zhendong about to open the door of the old house, Zhiyao hurried forward to grab him, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't tell me you are going in."

"I have a reason to go in." Mando looked straight ahead with a determined expression.

"I advise you not to be reckless."

But just as he finished speaking, Zhendong had already opened the door. Zhiyao narrowed her eyes and stared at the bottomless darkness in the room, pointing straight at a certain place, "Maybe there's no way back."

What people can't stand the most is being frightened. Mando was originally full of ambition, but after being reminded like this, he suddenly felt unsure and even a little scared.

I got it. Why not convince this guy to act together? He is about the same age as me and is 1.8 meters tall. Two grown men together will definitely make us feel safe.

In the dark, Zhendong began to plan, and his face turned to Zhiyao unconsciously.

Zhiyao was confused at first, but after understanding the other party's intention, he decisively let go and took several steps back.

"Get lost, don't even think about it!"

"Oh, but..."

"No buts. Anyway, I'm definitely not going in here. It's fine during the day."

The other party was determined, and Mando couldn't force it. Considering that his mentor might need help, Mando suppressed his fear, gathered his courage, and stepped through the gate in front of him with both legs under Zhiyao's surprised gaze.

Zhiyao was so anxious that she wanted to pull him back immediately. She even almost followed him in in a fit of rage. Fortunately, she suppressed the impulse in the end.

Even the King of Hell cannot persuade a ghost who wants to die. Since that guy has a reason to go, let him go.

But, I always feel like I forgot something...

Oops, I forgot to ask his name!

Forget it, I'll just continue to wait here until dawn. Well, it's safest to guard the fire.

Many days later, Zhiyao felt fortunate that he had not followed in, otherwise, he would have been dead.

Time passed by minute by minute. Under the night sky, the young man sat alone in front of the bonfire, knees hugged. Two meters behind him, the door of the Bingshi Residence was tightly locked, as if it had never been opened. In fact, Zhiyao wanted to leave the door open, letting the scorching firelight into the room and continuously illuminating the entire entrance, but the atmosphere was too eerie, and after a while, he couldn't help but close the door.

He thought that as long as the door was not locked, it would not prevent the man in white from coming out.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew through the jungle, and the blazing flames began to dance wildly. Fearing the fire would suddenly go out, the boy used his body to block the wind. Soon, the wind died down, and the boy's mind shuddered. His uncanny sixth sense told him that something was approaching. He hurriedly grabbed the stones and fire sticks he used for self-defense, held his breath, and carefully observed his surroundings. After a while, after confirming that there was nothing, he finally felt relieved.

Don't stay here for long.

"I really hope the day will get brighter soon." The young man looked at the starry sky and muttered to himself.

But there was one thing he had completely failed to notice. Suddenly, the tightly closed door of the Bingshi Residence behind him silently opened a span of a man's shoulder width before he noticed anything. In the dark night, a woman floated thirty centimeters above the ground, her white, clean clothes stained with blood that had dried and turned pitch black.

Behind the waist-length hair covering her face, a pair of bloodshot, creepy pupils were staring at him silently.

(Himuro Kirie: Come in if you can)

(Zhiyao: I won’t go in, come out and catch me, Kurosawa Saeshige and Kurosawa Onoshi are running all over the village and the mountains respectively, but you and Kuze Reika are staying at home and can only move around in the house)

(Just kidding, when I was writing this last bit, the power went off and I gave myself a fright.)

Chapter 3: [Unexpected Encounter]

An unknown amount of time passed, and Zhiyao couldn't recall whether he had lost consciousness at all. In any case, he welcomed the dawn in a daze. The pitch-black night sky slowly turned deep blue, and a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky.

The sky finally brightened, and the chilly wind in the jungle turned into a refreshing morning breeze.

Standing up and stretching his limbs, Zhiyao took several deep breaths and turned his head to the back of his body.

Why hasn’t that guy in white come out yet? It’s been so long, could something have happened?

For a moment, Zhiyao felt a little worried, but even when it was daybreak, he still had no intention of going in to find out what was going on, because there were more important things to do at the moment.

The man in white said that if you walk in a straight line you will see a cobblestone road.

Just as she was about to leave along the route the man in white had given, she caught a glimpse of the remaining sparks in the bonfire. Worried that the sparks would ignite the old house and trigger a forest fire, Zhiyao dug a hole nearby to bury the combustible materials. She only left after confirming that everything was correct.

After walking for a while, we finally saw a stone road in front of us. After walking about a few hundred meters to the left, we saw the steps leading down the mountain.

I can finally leave this damn place and be saved.

Zhiyao, whose nerves had been tense all night, was overjoyed. Even after a sleepless night, he felt light and airy. Trying to maintain his balance, he slowly descended the stone steps. When he reached a flat area, Zhiyao saw a cluster of buildings not far away. He wondered if there was a village here, and he quickened his pace.

It was early in the morning, and there were already groups of villagers holding farm tools and preparing to go to work on the village road. Because it was a new face, the villagers stopped from time to time and cast curious eyes on Zhiyao.

"Hello, I'm in trouble. Please lend me your phone." Zhiyao stopped a friendly-looking female villager and asked in Chinese. Seeing that she didn't respond, he thought that she might be the same as the young man in white. He immediately switched to Japanese and said, "Hello, please lend me your phone."

Mobile phones were not yet popular in that era, so the villagers living in remote villages naturally did not understand what he was saying.

"What is a cell phone?"

Another person had the same reaction as the man in white, and Zhiyao felt a little anxious.

"It's just a phone call." He suppressed his impatience and spoke in simple terms.

It turned out that he wanted to make a phone call.

"There is no telephone in the village." The villager replied.

"Aha!"

Zhiyao was completely confused. What era was it now? There were still places without telephone access. Wasn't it claimed that the signal had reached the top of the Himalayas?

Seeing Zhiyao's anxiety, the villagers continued, "If you want to make a phone call, you have to go to the highway at the foot of the mountain."

The villagers gave Zhiyao a general description of the route, and Zhiyao memorized it and headed there quickly. However, when he arrived at his destination, he was dumbfounded again.

He never imagined that it was a public telephone booth, and he couldn't understand why public telephone booths still existed when smartphones were already popular.

The public telephone requires coins to use. Zhiyao held the microphone and stared at the coin slot.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It seemed that he had to keep going, and he found that there was no village or shop nearby. He didn't even know which way to go. Fortunately, a small truck happened to pass by at this time. The driver was a middle-aged man with a kind face. After Zhiyao told him about his experience, the driver agreed to take him to the city for free.

After nearly an hour, we arrived in the city.

"Thanks, uncle."

After thanking him, Zhiyao continued to look for a place to make a phone call. However, there was one thing that puzzled him: why were the doorplates of the surrounding shops all in Japanese, and the buildings were mostly small and compact, giving a completely Japanese style.

This made him unable to figure it out.

The young man in white, the villagers, and the driver all spoke Japanese, the buildings were in Japanese style, and the house numbers were in Japanese characters. When all the factors were combined together, Zhiyao suddenly woke up from his dream. Although the truth was too bizarre and too difficult to understand, all the signs pointed to one thing - he was in Neon.

Take things one at a time, call the police first.

Finally, they found a convenience store with a phone placed prominently on the cash register. As Zhiyao explained his purpose, the clerk immediately and enthusiastically handed him the phone.

Then, Zhiyao pressed 110.

There was no response from the other end of the phone. Zhiyao, who had just reacted, looked embarrassed and asked for the police number. Then she simply asked the clerk to make the call for her.

After a while, the sound of a motorcycle engine was heard outside the store, and the police finally arrived.

The moment she saw the police, Zhiyao's eyelids twitched involuntarily. It was a young policewoman, with a hint of heroism between her brows. Although she was a beautiful woman, she gave people a sense of handsomeness and reliability. However, Zhiyao was more concerned about her face.

Isn't this Nanbaru?

Nanbaru Ru is an entertainer, so how did she become a police officer? Is it just because they look alike?

At the same time, another identity of the other party appeared in his mind.

Could it be Miss Muming from the second part of Nioh? It just so happens that Nioh and Zero share the same worldview. Let's assume that I have traveled through time, so the man in white I saw before was actually Hinasaki Manfuyu, and that old house was the Himuro residence, and then I met Miss Muming again.

Of course, he knew that this sounded very childish and stupid.

just kidding.

"Hello, I am the police officer in charge of public security in this generation, Fujisaki Mihui." The policewoman introduced herself first.

Aren’t you really Nanbaru Ru? Zhiyao complained in her heart.

"Did you call the police?" the policewoman asked.

"Ah, I found a body in the forest." Zhiyao gave a brief account of the situation. The policewoman nodded as she listened, and then took the person directly to the police station.

Registration room.

"Name."

"Sikong Zhiyao."