Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

"Your mother has already undergone dialysis many times. There is no better solution except to get a kidney transplant in time."

"Ahem, of course, if you show a little sincerity and ask sincerely, I might be able to use my connections to help you speed up your queue..."

The doctor adjusted his glasses expressionlessly, but his hands were under the table, silently stroking the girl's snow-white long legs...

"Show your sincerity..."

Feeling the evil hand moving along the base of her legs, the girl's body began to tremble like a quail...

"Sorry, doctor, I have to go take care of my mom!"

She pushed up the hem of her skirt, turned around and rushed out of the office.

"Mom...what should I do...When Dad passed away, he clearly asked me and Mom to take care of each other..."

Running along the cold, white corridor, leaving behind a string of crystal tears, the girl came to a ward filled with a foul smell.

"Mother……"

Before entering the room, she deliberately wiped away her tears, but what caught her eye was her semi-conscious mother lying on the hospital bed.

"Your mother always falls asleep easily."

"Diseases are the manifestation of human sins in this world... Hospitals are not places for atonement..."

"When I was young, a god named 'Amabie' descended upon Kumamoto Prefecture. As long as you sincerely pray to him to atone your sins, you can purify your sins and cure all diseases..."

In the next bed, the thin old woman with instruments inserted all over her body spoke to her weakly.

"Amabie... a god who can cure all diseases... I wish there really is such a god."

Just by imagining her mother's recovery, the girl couldn't help but show hope in her eyes.

Chapter 344: How Much?

2024-07-13

"It exists..."

"My family was able to survive the plague that ravaged the village because of Lord Amabie."

The old woman turned sideways with difficulty and reached under the pillow.

"My family fell in the war, and this prophecy book related to that god came into my hands..."

"Legend has it that as long as one recites this book devoutly day and night, the god will eventually awaken from his eternal slumber and save the world from disease once again."

The hand, as dry as a branch, trembled as it handed a black scroll to the girl.

"A prophecy?"

The girl stared at the old scroll and did not take it.

"I have been chanting for my entire life, but perhaps I am not devout enough, and I have not yet heard a response from the gods..."

"You are still young, maybe you will have a chance to be favored."

At the bedside, the heart rate monitor, which had been beeping steadily, suddenly started beeping loudly...

"what happened?"

"The patient is suffering from heart failure, rescue him immediately..."

"Where's the defibrillator!?"

"One, two, three, four... again!"

Doctors and nurses rushed in, surrounded the bed and began the final "humanitarian rescue".

As the old woman's body was bounced up by the electric shock, her arms fell down helplessly, and the black scroll rolled to the girl's feet...

"Is this, Waban?"

The girl hesitated for a moment and picked up the scroll.

Tile edition is a publication made by carving text and images on clay tiles, which is then fired and shaped, and then printed on paper. It was popular for a period of time during the Edo period.

This kind of cheap print, which contained eye-catching current affairs or fake news such as strange phenomena in the sky and the earth, monsters, disasters, love suicides, and entertainment jokes, was considered to be the prototype of the newspaper in District 11.

Because it was "unofficially distributed" and the content was too immoral, it was banned by the shogunate, and even the workshops were confiscated or destroyed many times. The "newspaper readers" of the tile-printed newspaper only dared to appear on the streets from time to time, wearing hats and masks to do business.

"Amabie...the god who controls 'disease'..."

This yellowed tile print depicts the deeds of Amabie, a god who can heal diseases. It also contains a prophecy and a method of summoning, claiming that Amabie will one day reappear in the world at the prayers of believers.

"Can I really get a response if I pray to God sincerely?"

"If there are enough believers, will the gods really come back to this world one day and cure all diseases in the world?"

"Mom, maybe there is still hope..."

In the chaotic rescue scene, the girl squatted at the foot of the bed, unfolded the scroll, and read its contents intently.

……

"Hehehehe... forever, free from the suffering of illness... what a beautiful, ridiculous, and pathetic wish..."

The neurotic laughter awakened Jizi from his dusty memories.

"I obey the orders of the gods in order to cure diseases. I am no different from you."

Xia Fan was standing next to her, covering his face and laughing so hard that he started coughing.

"But at least, my bottom line is that I will not involve innocent people in this."

The eyes revealed between his fingers were watching fearlessly at the giant hand that emerged from the blood formation.

At this moment, another huge black strange hand broke out from under the "black sea", grabbed both sides of the formation with both hands, and pushed hard...

A humanoid monster covered with black scales half-poked out of the energy formation!

On top of the sturdy fish body, the huge bird head almost touched the top of the studio building, and a pair of blood-red vertical pupils reflected the crowd of people in the stage...

"Take a closer look."

"You and these people, gave up your life, sacrificed your life, dedicated your soul..."

"Finally, just to summon a 'god' like this..."

"How can this thing look like it can cure diseases?!"

Xia Fan, the only one still standing, stared at the horrifying monster, his narrowed eyes full of disdain.

"Welcome, Lord Amabie..."

"How can a foolish heretic like you understand the greatness of God..."

"The true form of the God of Myōjin has been completed, and Lord Amabie has appeared in the world. You have lost in the end!"

Gazing lovingly at the bird-beaked and fish-bodied monster whose half body filled the entire studio building, Ji Zi showed a smile of confidence on his face.

"hiss!!!"

That "Amabie" seemed to have a telepathic connection with her, and raised his hand to take a picture of Xia Fan, the only one still standing!

"Then let me see how much power you have in this 'god' you have believed in for so many years..."

The black giant claw slapped down with a painful wind pressure, but Xia Fan had no intention of dodging or resisting...

Instead, as if to make it easier for the opponent to hit him, he threw away the telescopic stick in his hand, put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward.

【Faith value -999】

"Click..."

The oracle of faith consumption sounded, and Amabie's giant arm, which was still in the air, suddenly broke in a straight line from the shoulder and shattered into a sky full of fluorescent light.

"Mm?"

An inhuman scream came from the slender bird's beak, clearly conveying emotions of surprise and anger.

"I should be the one who is surprised... It's broken already. Are you the real body of the God of Light, or a clay statue?"

Xia Fan had a stern expression, kept making provocative remarks, and walked quickly towards the formation.

Although he was not afraid of Amabie, if he did not act quickly and continued filming indiscriminately, the Section 9 agents, trainees and program staff in the studio might be killed by mistake.

"dumb!!!"

Amabie let out a long roar toward the sky, and an arm grew out of his severed shoulder again. His huge body shrank like liquid.

As if feeling threatened, the new arm, with its scaly claws not even fully stretched out, couldn't wait to slap Xia Fan again!

"Crack..."

【Faith value -999】

Just like before, the ferocious giant arm was torn into pieces by an invisible force above Xia Fan's head and shattered into fluorescent light!

Black viscous energy once again gushed out from Amabie's broken arm, but the speed of its repair was slower than before...

"Why, you're already exhausted after just two 999s?"

"Even if there are dozens more 999s, I will still fight to the end."

At the same time, Xia Fan had already arrived in front of the formation and stepped in without hesitation!

The black energy that maintained Amabie's body in the formation seemed to instinctively sense the threat, and it crawled towards him like a tentacle...

However, when it got very close to Xia Fan's body, it was stopped by an invisible force and disappeared without a trace like evaporating liquid.

"Zizzizi..."

Xia Fan stepped into the formation, like pouring ice into a boiling oil pot.

Amid the crackling sound of oil and water hitting each other, the sticky energy continued to decrease, and the huge body of Amabie above it also shrank rapidly...