I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 1111 The Death Prophecy of Tokyo
Chie bowed slightly and asked him a question in a very polite manner.

Although today's events have indeed had a significant impact on her, those people have brought her many unpleasant memories, and they have received appropriate punishment.

Even punishing them didn't require her to use a small dagger, so the barely perceptible tension in the girl's voice eased considerably without her realizing it.

And when he sensed that Natsume Chie's mood had calmed down considerably, Su Wen's words couldn't help but soften a little:
"After that, I'll take you around Tokyo."

Don't be too nervous, your teacher will help you deal with any danger you encounter.

They are no match for me.

But hearing him say that,
Chie simply bit her lower lip lightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, a fear that she might become a burden.

"But I haven't been to Tokyo much, so I don't know what those bad guys might do."

Su Wen simply closed the draft paper he had used to trace the reverse abyss array runes:

"What are you worried they'll do?"
Perhaps they should be more worried about my arrival.

I could hear the confidence in Su Wen's words.

Chie paused for a moment, then realized, "Teacher, should we actively seek out those people?"

"not only that."

It's clear that Natsume Chie has a good ability to understand, so he didn't hold back much.
"If we let them run wild, the entire Tokyo metropolitan area could be destroyed within the next ten days."

Therefore, I have planned three different routes.

at this time,

A gentle breeze blew by, scattering a few cherry blossom petals that drifted down to the office window, foreshadowing his upcoming plans:
Sei Shonagon once wrote:
At dawn in spring, the mountain shadows can be seen, and wisteria blossoms are in full bloom.

These three,
Our destination is to admire the Tokyo Skytree at dawn, the shrines in the mountains, and the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Of course, you can also think of it as your teacher taking you on a spring outing in Tokyo.

Upon hearing this, Chie stuck out her tongue, a rare display of shyness mixed with playfulness.

"I feel that you, Mr. Dongyun, are more like a Chinese literature teacher than a math teacher."

However, Su Wen neither confirmed nor denied this.

"Whether it's Henry Dudeney, Paul Dirac, or Carl Friedrich Gauss."

The romance of mathematicians lies not in the ornate language, but in their unwavering pursuit of truth, their profound insight into beauty, and their boundless yearning for infinite possibilities.

In this respect,

We are no different.

The birth of the universe is its meaning.

At this point, he simply patted the little girl's head gently:

"As for your mother, don't worry, Tsukishima will take care of her."

Let me take you to ask the deity a question.

Hearing that he had made arrangements for the relatives she was most worried about, Natsume Chie no longer had any worries.

In fact, she was already prepared to commit suicide.

So she had been in a daze before; in other words, Natsume Chie survived by teetering on the brink of death.

She should cherish her life, but she should never be afraid of it.

So he simply nodded emphatically.

"Let's go, I'll go home with you and help you pack."

As for the train ticket to Tokyo,

I've already bought my ticket for the first tram tomorrow morning.

The handsome scholar took two train tickets out of his pocket, casually handed one to Natsume Chie, and then very elegantly picked up his briefcase and walked out of the school.

After deciding on the Tokyo Metropolitan Shrine they would be visiting, he parted ways with Chie after class and left Sakuragaoka Academy. Under the cover of global influence,
Aside from a certain undiscovered hacker, perhaps no one will notice what the two of them actually did.

Su Wen, on the other hand, planned three different routes for future actions:
He and Natsume Chie went to Tokyo. Tsukishima was responsible for protecting Chie's mother and moving her to a more secluded place. As for the cat demon, he was responsible for controlling Toudou to further explore the genetic modification of trace divine genes.

About an hour later.

On a deserted country road, the little girl finally met the 'teacher' who had been wandering around the school for quite some time.

In fact, Su Wen wasn't that much older than her.

But perhaps because he had experienced too many extraordinary crises, his temperament had unconsciously become more gentle and calm.

the other side,
Su Wen's arrival brought a sense of relief to Natsume Chie.

The late spring sun lazily shines on the winding dirt roads of the Tokyo countryside.

Several wild cherry blossom trees by the roadside are in full bloom, their pink and white petals gently lifted by the breeze and swirling down to the ground.

The handsome scholar was simply wearing a well-tailored dark gray overcoat, and even handed the little girl a bottle of drink he had just bought at the school store.
"I was lucky, I won an extra bottle."

however,
This tranquility did not last long.

As the two passed a semi-open-air oden shop, an old television set at the entrance was broadcasting an urgent news report.

even,

The source of that news wasn't even TV Tokyo.

Instead, it was a completely black background.

With such an abrupt scene transition, the customers and the owner of the store were all drawn to the images on the TV, stopping what they were doing and staring intently at the screen.

Even Chie, who happened to be passing by and said hello, curiously followed everyone's gaze.
But faced with this situation
Su Wen involuntarily stopped in his tracks, a bad feeling creeping over him:

The television screen showed a deep black background, like an endless abyss, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

But the next second,
Accompanied by countless snowflake-like garbled characters,

Suddenly, a man draped in a dark green fluorescent cloak stood in the center of the scene. A huge cloak shimmered with an eerie light in the darkness, making his figure even more mysterious and unpredictable.

The man's face was completely covered by the hood, and only the outline of his mouth could be seen, but his features were not clearly visible.

The man slowly raised one hand.

He was holding up a bloody head.

The head's hair was scattered in disarray, its face filled with terror and despair, its eyes wide open, as if it had seen the most terrifying thing in the world before it died.

Most people don't know what this news broadcast is about.

Many viewers couldn't help but vomit when they saw such a bloody scene.

But this is just the beginning.

The man's voice was deep and malicious, carrying a chilling mockery:

"Third-level police inspector of the Arakawa Ward, Exorcism Division?"
Second-tier transcendent?
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at that pathetic death."

As he spoke, he deliberately shook his head from side to side a few times, making his unseeing face more clearly visible in front of the camera.

"To all those watching this live broadcast, in order to erase your ignorance."

Thank me.

Because I would be honored to announce to you that everyone in Tokyo will be experiencing a similar situation from now on.

That's evolution!
As for those self-righteous exorcists, Onmyoji, and Night Watchers, you are nothing but ants, utterly incapable of escaping the gaze of the 'gods.'

The man's voice echoed in the air.
It was like a curse from hell.

But his action seemed to instantly ignite the attitude of the major organizations that were still watching from the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)