I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 126 and 128: New Urban Legends

"No way, the nightmare isn't over yet?"

Detective Sasaki's scalp tingled instantly. His head turned even more stiffly than the previous corpse, and he didn't know where to look for a moment.

There were far too many isolation rooms making knocking noises!

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

One dull, strange knock after another pounded heavily on Detective Sasaki's heart.

"This is impossible, why are there so many?"

He was panting heavily, his body half-paralyzed as he knelt on the ground.

The continuous knocking stopped at the same time, and then the isolation cubicles in the morgue were pushed open from the inside out, with pale hands reaching out.

The next moment, the corpses sat up one by one, staring blankly at Detective Sasaki.

"Amitabha Buddha, I shouldn't have been so blinded by evil spirits and disturbed your peace after death. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Detective Sasaki completely broke down, prostrating himself on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly.

"Give it back to me—"

All the corpses roared in unison.

This time, Detective Sasaki finally heard what the corpse was accusing him of. He frantically reached into his pocket, pulled out the platinum wedding ring, and threw it on the ground like a hot potato.

All the strange things happened after he stole the ring!

"I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have been so greedy and stole your things. I'll never do it again!"

Detective Sasaki continued to kneel on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, hoping to gain the forgiveness of the ghosts. He didn't know how long he kowtowing, but his forehead began to turn blue. He then raised his head hopefully.

I've bowed so sincerely to apologize, even a ghost should understand my sincerity!

He saw countless corpses surrounding Sasaki, their faces pale and bluish, their gray eyes fixed on him.

The corpses' mouths opened and closed: "Not enough—"

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Detective Sasaki let out a bloodcurdling scream, a wailing sound filled with extreme terror, and finally, as he had hoped, he fainted and lost consciousness.

As Detective Sasaki fainted, a foul, fishy smell began to permeate the morgue.

"This guy actually wet his pants, what a coward... Okay, I admit that after witnessing this scene, only a few people could avoid fainting from fright."

Suddenly, the light in the air began to refract and distort, and a figure appeared out of thin air in the morgue, looking at the unconscious Detective Sasaki with a look of disgust on his face.

"The Death Soul Technique has leveled up from LV1 to LV2. As expected, to practice this kind of ninjutsu, you still need materials."

Naruto Uchiha pushed up his round glasses perched on the bridge of his nose and looked at the dozens of corpses around him. Although he didn't feel much fear, he did feel a little uneasy.

Human beings' fear of the corpses of their own kind is ingrained in their genes and is one of the most primal fears.

The Dead Soul Technique is a ninjutsu used by Kabuto Yakushi. It can control corpses for a short period of time, making them behave like normal people, and even allowing them to speak.

Kabuto even altered the corpse, covering its face with a human skin mask to deceive Kakashi, who later possessed the Sharingan, and successfully escaped.

"A human skin mask? I also have that kind of ninjutsu. It's Orochimaru's Face-Changing Technique, which can also peel off the face of the dead and put it on one's own face to disguise one's identity."

Naruto Uchiha's gaze swept over the pale faces of the corpses, and finally he shook his head.

Although the materials in front of him were all usable, the technique of erasing faces was rather useless for him, who already possessed the transformation technique, and there was no need to cultivate it.

Moreover, this technique is far too blasphemous towards the dead.

The thought of having to paste the face of a dead person onto one's own face was still disgusting, even for someone like Naruto Uchiha who wasn't particularly fastidious about cleanliness.

"Don't take things that don't belong to you."

Naruto Uchiha manipulated the first corpse, and with a snap, dislocated his right shoulder, freeing himself from the belt binding him. He then pulled out his other hand.

The corpse, with one shoulder drooping, picked up its wedding ring from the ground.

"The art of the dead soul is very useful for pretending to be a ghost, but its actual combat effectiveness is utterly inadequate."

The art of the dead can manipulate corpses, but it is completely different from the Impure World Reincarnation technique. As time goes on, the corpse gradually decomposes, and its flexibility and strength will decrease. It is impossible for it to be as strong as the zombies in the movies.

Although they have little fighting ability, these corpses, if they were to roam the streets of Tokyo, would likely cause great social chaos.

"Perhaps there's a chance we can stage a biohazard in Tokyo?"

Naruto Uchiha smiled. Zombie culture is now deeply ingrained in people's minds. Although these corpses controlled by the Death Soul Technique do not spread the virus, just seeing these walking corpses will inevitably make people think of zombies.

"Damn, I forgot which isolation room these bodies were originally in. Oh well, there are plenty of 'beds' anyway."

Naruto Uchiha snapped his fingers, and the corpses turned around one by one, walked to the isolation room closest to them, opened the drawers, and lay down obediently.

At the same time, a great commotion came from the morgue entrance. First, there was the sound of a key being inserted and turning the handle, but after a few clicks there was no response. Then came the loud banging on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Naruto Uchiha glanced at the three people who were slumped on the ground, then his entire body began to turn transparent and disappeared from the spot.

The morgue door was kicked open, and a group of security guards rushed in, led by a doctor with a receding hairline and wearing a white coat.

Just a while ago, a series of hysterical screams and cries suddenly came from the morgue on the second basement floor of the hospital. They also banged on the door from the inside, which frightened the nurses who came to transport the body so much that their legs went weak and they quickly reported it to the security room.

The Mediterranean doctor was dumbfounded when he saw the three people lying on the floor of the morgue, seemingly lifeless.

"What exactly is going on?"

Although some criminals do go to the morgue to steal the deceased's belongings, and some even target the deceased's organs, how could three people suddenly fall into a coma?

"Quickly, get these three to the emergency room. The rest of you, come with me to count the bodies in the morgue and see if there are any missing or extra bodies."

The Mediterranean doctor quickly called a group of nurses to begin counting the bodies in the morgue according to the roster.

"The number isn't less, and the bodies aren't damaged, but..."

After a thorough inventory, an older nurse took the list and reported to the Mediterranean doctor. Her face was pale, and she was clearly not at peace.

"But what?" the Mediterranean doctor asked anxiously.

"The bodies are now in different positions than they were on the list; the order is completely messed up."

"What do you mean? You mean someone came in and moved the body, moving it from one isolation cell to another?"

The Mediterranean doctor was completely baffled. Could it have been those three people from before? There were so many corpses in the morgue, moving them up and down was no easy task. What good would it do to do something like that?

"There's another strange thing, but I dare not say it. You should come and see for yourself, Director." The nurse's teeth chattered, and her eyes were filled with fear.

(End of this chapter)