Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 242 Real Matters
Amidst Yokota Teru's angry curses, Yang Liu and Uga Shouji finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

(It's no use, I've revised it over and over again, but it still got censored in the end, so just leave it as it is.)
What's most terrifying is that she wasn't the only one who had this experience; it happened to the entire school, and even to several other schools in the surrounding area.

Yang Liu's eyelids twitched as he looked at the information on his phone. Based on the information provided by Yokota Teru, he found relevant information online.

Looking at what was written above, Yang Liu even doubted for a moment whether the Japanese she had learned was fake.

"F*** it! Did I somehow accidentally transmigrate into some parallel world that's like a pornographic comic?!" Yang Liu couldn't help but swear.

While it's generally impossible to know the truth of things online, given Yokota Teru's attitude, the authenticity of this matter is probably beyond doubt.

Uga Shouji, his face grim, clasped his hands together and exclaimed, "Are the police in that city dead?!"

Yokota Teru sneered: "You could even say that the vast majority of the city's officials are accomplices! And the victims are spread throughout the entire city; even single mothers and daughters with a bit of looks are forced into this line of work..." (Note 1)

"..."

After hearing these words, Yang Liu didn't even feel angry, but rather somewhat bewildered:

"Am I in modern society? What's their purpose in doing this? Surely a group of high-ranking officials wouldn't lack women?"

"Didn't you say that Japan is just a feudal country disguised as a modern society? I think you're absolutely right." Yokota Teru's expression was icy.

In terms of status, Teru Yokota is actually a beneficiary of Japan's distorted system, but he can't help but want to curse when faced with this kind of situation.

"As for the purpose of doing this, it is of course to revitalize the economy."

Yokota Teru got so angry at this point that he didn't want to say anything more, but Yang Liu had already figured it out.

This thing is essentially the same as the island that Ami created. The content and method don't matter; it's just about increasing the "cohesion" between the various characters through certain activities.

If people from other cities are willing to accept hospitality, Saijo City will definitely receive preferential treatment in all aspects afterward.

Even without preferential treatment, a group of wealthy people coming to the city can generate huge economic benefits.

As for this matter, although it is shocking, once you understand the fact that the local Japanese officials are actually local tyrants, you can understand why they dared to do this.

"And then?" Yang Liu asked.

Yokota Teru revealed a gloating smile: "Later, a list even appeared online, containing all the local officials involved in the matter. However, although there was a lot of online outcry at the time, the news was blocked within two days, and even with that list, nothing came of it. But... I don't know who they offended, but since last month, officials have been assassinated one after another, and the victims are all important figures whose names are on the list."

Yang Liu opened the folder that Yokota Teru had brought; it was full of photos of various corpses, each one a gruesome death: a politician lying in front of a pachinko machine at a hot spring inn, a chairman hanging himself from the lintel of his own house…

Each corpse looked as if it had been scorched by high temperatures, its skin cracked like a dried-up riverbed—it was clear at a glance that this was something no ordinary person could have made.

After a quick glance, Uga Shouji made a judgment: "This situation is most likely the work of a superhuman, and it is very likely that it was done by the relatives and friends of the victims, who forcibly activated their spiritual power due to the great shock."

"Then why don't these people just find superhumans locally to handle these matters?" Yang Liu asked curiously.

He didn't think all superhumans were good people. After all, the manipulators were also transformed from humans. Whatever human flaws exist, superhumans also have their own flaws, and they may even become darker because they have mastered powerful abilities.

“Theoretically, there should be…” Yokota Teru chuckled.

"Theoretically?"

"But in reality, the local temples and shrines have been quite unhappy ever since this incident came to light."

Seeing that Yang Liu still didn't quite understand, Yokota Teru turned to look at the dozen or so Bodhisattva statues beside him.

The original site of Yongfu Temple was completely destroyed and is currently undergoing major renovations, so these Bodhisattva statues have also been moved here.

The reason these Bodhisattva statues were not destroyed in the battle is that they were considered "dwelling places" of man-made deities, with each Bodhisattva statue containing a man-made deity.

Looking at these artificial gods, Yang Liu suddenly understood.

In Japan, to prevent superhumans from gaining too much power, except in special places like Kyushu, temples and shrines, as local powerful superhuman entities, are generally not allowed to participate in politics.

Of course, there is another important reason why the local temples and shrines were unaware of such an absurd incident in Saijo City: the officials were deliberately covering it up!
The reason why the authorities tacitly concealed this matter is because it would affect the fundamental interests of temples and shrines!
"It's not just Saijo City; the production of artificial deities in Shikoku has been declining in recent years. The priests and monks initially thought it was due to a shortage of local population. Now they realize it's entirely because these guys have done something so outrageous that the local national-level magic array can't successfully reverse the negative energy. In recent years, officials have even started to fake it, pretending that the magic array has been reversed, when in fact nothing has changed at all." Yokota Teru's smile grew increasingly gloating.

This was tantamount to provoking all the local supernatural forces. Having stirred up such a huge mess, it was natural that no local supernatural being would dare to accept an official job.

Uga Shouji glanced at him: "So you unlucky bastard were dragged into being a gun without even knowing it?"

Yokota Teru's face, which had been gloating over the officials' misfortune, immediately fell: "Damn it!"

(Note 1: You might not expect this, but it's a real-life example.)
(End of this chapter)