Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

(Agreed!) ×32

As expected, all thirty-two Kawakami Tomie members accepted Amemiya Rin's proposal.

(It's 10 AM now. Starting tomorrow at 3 PM, I will use [Fujiang Network] to make a judgment and select the person with the worst performance to synchronize.)

After announcing the decision, Amamiya Rin composed himself, reducing the fluctuations and connection of his emotions. A barely perceptible trace of relief flashed across his eyes.

Fortunately, Kawakami Tomie wasn't very clever; they focused all their energy on how to completely kill the other Tomies and how to seduce men. Otherwise, his plan wouldn't have succeeded.

"Has the donation been received, benefactor?"

Amamiya Rin opened her eyes, and the abbot sitting opposite her stopped moving his prayer beads.

"It can be considered a success for now."

Amamiya Rin let out a soft breath and nodded.

"Tomie's magic is indeed terrifying; it can subtly distort a man's mind and memory. What's most terrifying is their patience... but they also have obvious weaknesses."

"I would like to hear the details."

The abbot poured him a cup of fresh tea, the steam rising gently.

"Their ego is too strong, probably no one in the world can compare. Even if I could share my level of understanding with them, I still wouldn't be able to break their ego."

Amamiya Rin picked up her teacup, inhaled the fragrance of the tea, and spoke softly.

"As long as they cannot break free from their attachment to self, they will fear the six wonderful gates I share with them. Once they break free from their attachment to self, they will no longer have evil thoughts."

"Is this your open scheme, benefactor? Perhaps only you could use this method to restrain Kawakami Tomie."

The abbot nodded thoughtfully, put his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute to Amamiya Rin.

"Excellent, excellent! If you can restrain and convert Kawakami Tomie with your own strength, it will surely be a great merit."

"You flatter me. My initial intention was simply to protect myself."

Amamiya Rin put down his teacup, clasped his hands together, and said humbly.

"What are your plans next, benefactor?"

The abbot asked.

"I plan to go back to the hospital first."

Amamiya Rin picked up the cane that was placed to the side, stood up, and stretched her sore legs.

"Although I want to hide in these deep mountains and forests for a while to cultivate myself and become the Sword God of Shilipo, I am still a patient after all. I need to go back for a check-up and recuperate for a while."

He sighed softly.

The safest approach for a recluse to learn about and engage with society is to use the [Tomie Network] to simultaneously control the body of Kawakami Tomie. However, his body simply doesn't support him doing so.

The abbot also stood up and nodded slightly: "That's only right. Shall I escort you down the mountain, benefactor?"

The two walked out of the meditation room one after the other, passed through the quiet front courtyard, and arrived at the temple gate.

"If you have any free time in the future, please feel free to visit the temple often. Although Guiku Temple is small, it is quiet and a good place for spiritual practice."

The abbot stood before the mountain gate, his face gentle, and gave instructions to Yu Gonglin.

"Of course, thank you very much for your guidance, Abbot."

Yu Gonglin clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the abbot, then turned and stepped onto the stone steps leading down the mountain.

The mountain forest air is crisp and clear in the morning, carrying the scent of earth and plants. The stone steps are damp all year round, with a thin layer of moss growing on the edges. The quiet mountain path is punctuated only by the occasional bird song.

Amamiya Rin walked slowly under the lush shade of the trees, his movements slow and deliberate, each step causing a slight soreness in his muscles, yet each step was steady and powerful.

Once the thought arises, the legs can follow, and the sluggishness between consciousness and body is greatly reduced.

It took Yu Gonglin a while to walk from around 10 a.m. until 11:30 a.m. before she finally stepped onto the edge of the road.

When he finally stepped onto the smooth cement ground at the foot of the mountain, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of accomplishment welled up inside him.

Yesterday, it took him nearly three hours to climb from the road to Guiku Temple, but today it only took him a third of that time.

He stood by the roadside, looked in the direction he was going, and walked along the highway for half an hour until he reached the nearby bus stop.

After waiting for a while, the bus arrived at the station around 13 p.m. Yu Gonglin boarded the bus with difficulty, paid the fare, and found a seat by the window.

As the scenery outside the window slowly moved past, Amamiya Rin took out her phone and dialed Dr. Kuroda's number.

"Moshi moshi, Dr. Kuroda, it's me, Amamiya Rin."

"Amamiya-kun?!"

Dr. Kuroda's voice rose sharply on the other end of the phone, filled with obvious worry and dissatisfaction.

"What on earth have you been doing? Don't you know your own body condition? You're being so reckless!"

"Excuse me, I have some personal matters to attend to, and I'm currently on the bus back to the city center."

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Amamiya Rin said apologetically.

"Personal matters? What could be more important than your recovery?"

Dr. Kuroda grumbled a few times unhappily, then sighed and continued.

"Never mind, it's good that you're back. There's something I need to tell you. Didn't Morita Hospital have a serious fire and murder incident? It won't be able to admit any more patients for a while. All of you patients will be transferred to Dongdu General Hospital. You're the only one missing."

"Thank you so much."

Amamiya Rin sincerely thanked him. He had called Dr. Kuroda specifically to discuss his upcoming hospitalization.

"In short, don't run around anymore. Once you arrive, go directly to the front desk on the first floor of the inpatient department of Dongdu General Hospital. Give me your name and information. I have already faxed your medical records and transfer procedures over. A nurse will be there to receive you."

Dr. Kuroda's tone softened somewhat, but it still carried an unquestionable air as he gave Amamiya Rin a few instructions. Only after receiving a positive response did he hang up the phone.

It was more than an hour later when the bus returned to the city.

The familiar hustle and bustle and crowds came into view. Yu Gonglin took a breath of the city air mixed with car exhaust, and felt that it was completely different from the crisp air in the mountains. For his keen senses, it was a kind of torture.

"The outside world suits me better."

Slightly speechless, Yu Gonglin shook his head and got out of the car. The first thing he did was to fill his stomach.

After walking for more than an hour along the mountain path, his stomach was already growling with hunger.

After eating a large bowl of their signature beef rice at the famous Yoshinoya, Amamiya Rin went to the courthouse again. He didn't have much money left, and his priority was to withdraw the compensation from the trust account as soon as possible.

However, once he arrived at the court, Amamiya Rin realized how complicated the process was to get the money out, so he could only ask for an advance of 10 yen for living expenses, citing the need for financial support.

When Amamiya Rin walked out of the courthouse, it was already 5 p.m., the so-called hour of the demise.

Day and night intertwine at this moment; the embers of the sun have not yet completely dissipated, yet night has already quietly crept in from the east. The sky is stretched into an uneven hue, the light becomes extremely subtle, and everything seems to be shrouded in a thin veil of gray.

Looking into the distance, the streetlights were not yet on, but the outlines of the buildings were already blurring, and long shadows crawled out from under the buildings and trees, like giant monsters.