The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

But this is the first time I have seen such a scene.

Before the truck stopped, Yanzhu and Bushicui, who were sitting in the back, could no longer contain their excitement and jumped out.

"Meiling, Miyako, I'm here to see you!"

"Um... um, sorry to bother you."

Just as their voices rang out, a manhole cover on the ground nearby moved slightly after a while.

Then, the manhole cover, which weighs dozens of kilograms and would be difficult even for an adult, was pushed open by the people below.

A little girl with pink eyes poked her head out from inside.

"Long time no see, Yanzhu, Cui!"

There was unconcealable joy in the little girl's voice.

After a while, several young girls with the same red eyes emerged from the bottom of the well.

"How is it? Are you surprised? I put a lot of effort into building all this."

Kisara folded his arms and raised his head, with a hint of pride on his lips...but he was ruthlessly exposed by Enju the next second.

"Originally you were only responsible for plowing the land. Brother Qiao taught us the seeds and planting methods..."

"That, that doesn't deny that I put in a lot of effort! Besides, I lost my memory at the time, so you can't blame me!"

Miss Geng's expression froze, and her face flushed with anger and shame after being exposed.

But just as Yanzhu said, most of the work was actually done by Lin Qiao, and as for her... after the transformation, she was regarded as a simple and effective plowing machine.

Just open up a large open space and plow a large area at a time. This is much more useful than letting a group of girls take their time with farm tools.

The children around seemed to be accustomed to this scene and burst into laughter like silver bells.

Ignoring the two people who were still quarreling as usual, Rentaro Satomi got out of the car and turned his head to look at the scene on the street.

Completely different from other places in the outer area, at first glance, it looks like a farm paradise.

While he was still a little dazed, Kisara, who had finished twisting the rabbit's neck to suppress it, patted him gently from behind.

"Okay, Satomi, stop daydreaming and come over to help."

Pointing at the cargo on the pickup truck behind, he came to his senses, responded, and then walked to the back of the pickup truck.

Although there were a lot of things on top, it was easy to move them with two people.

Just looking at a weak woman with slender arms carrying two bags of rice back and forth without blushing or breathing hard, he always felt inexplicably... well, not too surprised.

At least compared to the previous scene where the mobile phone turned into a motorcycle, the impact brought by this level is not so bad.

These cursed children live mainly in the sewer area.

Having said that, due to the gastrula war, the drainage system here was abandoned long ago, so it doesn't appear too cold and damp.

There are lighting devices hanging on the wall, which appear to be powered by solar cells.

You can see a lot of simple mattresses around, and many children looking here from a distance.

At a glance, there are about forty people. Perhaps most of the cursed children in the outer area are concentrated here.

"Elder, Sister Kisara and the others are here~"

"Elder?"

"That's just a nickname the kids give me."

He felt a little curious about the title, and then, a kind old man with a crutch appeared in front of Rentaro Satomi.

He saw only sincerity in him.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Matsuzaki. Are you a friend of Ms. Kisara and the others?"

"Eh? Well, nice to meet you. I'm Rentaro Satomi." He introduced himself.

"Excuse me, Mr. Matsuzaki, are you taking care of these children?"

Looking around, he saw little girls looking at him curiously but timidly.

The only adult seemed to be the kind old man in front of him.

"You could say that in order for these children to be able to live among ordinary people in the future, they need to be taught how to at least control their emotions." Matsuzaki nodded in agreement.

There are not many people who are unbiased towards the cursed children these days, let alone people like Matsuzaki who gave up the stable life in the inner area and came to the outer area alone to take care of the daily life of these children.

Perhaps the old man was physically weak, but he possessed a character and a will that were worth far more than gold.

"Mr. Qiao and Ms. Kisara often come to help me, and the children like them very much."

"Thanks to them, not only did we teach these children how to grow crops and avoid stealing things in the inner area, but we were also able to use electrical appliances in the outer area. In any case, it was a great help."

Chapter 198: Legends of the Outer Zone

Electrical appliances?

Rentaro Satomi looked around and found that, indeed, among the items he and others brought, apart from rice, flour, grain and oil, a considerable portion were things that needed electricity to be powered.

But the circuits in the outer areas should have been cut off by the power company a long time ago.

At this time, at the end of the corridor, a device with a slightly complicated shape caught his attention.

"Excuse me, what is that...?"

It looks like a refrigerator, air conditioner, shower and other home appliances are integrated into one, but there are no power cords or sockets around.

"It's a clever invention."

"Ms. Kisara?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind him, he quickly turned around, only to see that the latter was entangled by several cute lolis, and two of them were even hanging around their necks.

"Ms. Kisara, you are unexpectedly popular..."

"Hey! Do you think I'm just a lonely kid who can't communicate with others?"

"No, how should I put this..."

Rentaro Satomi did not choose to answer this question directly.

His impression of Tendo Kimura still remains from half a year ago, when they were both still in Tendo's house.

As for the Tendo family, ever since her parents were murdered ten years ago, her existence is not only hated by gods and ghosts, but it can also be said that everyone is annoyed by her, and even dogs shake their heads when they see her.

Even Rentaro Satomi, who was an adopted son, was not as good as him...Because of Kikunosuke, his status in Tendo was not low.

In fact, because he had the idea of ​​compensation in his mind, his treatment was actually much better than before.

It can be said that at that time, Mu Geng behaved like a complete autistic patient.

——But this is natural.

After all, not everyone can put on a mask and have a pleasant chat with the enemies who killed their parents...even if those people are their relatives.

Faced with rejection from almost the entire family, one can imagine the depression he felt.

It's just that after losing his memory, the other person can now smile from the bottom of his heart.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but then Kisaragi's explanation brought him back to reality.

"In short, although the appearance is a little hard to describe, this thing does play a significant role... It's basically a combination of several electrical appliances."

Pulling the switch on the device, Kisara explained.

As the machine started to make a "buzzing" sound, the shower head on top of the machine began to spray water continuously and steadily.

He reached out and touched the water, and found that it was just the right temperature.

A machine powered by a full fire truck bottle, and using its dual properties of making ice and fire, could provide a continuous source of water for children in the outer areas, as well as a flame for cooking - this was the original version.

Later, as Lin Qiao made little improvements, functions such as shower and air conditioning were added one after another.

In this way, even if we encounter colder or hotter weather, we don’t have to worry about the children’s lives.

"It's really amazing..." A full bottle of this stuff.

Exclaiming so, he curiously tried to turn on the stove over there, and a burning flame came out, which scared him.

"It's just that I feel like the children here don't like me very much... Is it because they are afraid of outsiders?"

Almost every time he glanced over, the child looking at him would subconsciously hide behind something.

He shouldn't be considered the type with a fierce look, right?

"It's your clothes, Mr. Satomi." Matsuzaki replied.

"clothing?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Satomi, you should be the guard of the Holy Emperor, right?"

"Yes...but is there anything wrong with that?"

If the lower ones are afraid of the higher ones, it shouldn't happen to the children in the outer areas. They may not even know what the three words "Holy Son of Heaven" mean, let alone anything else.

After a moment of silence, Matsuzaki sighed and said with some sadness: "Mr. Satomi, you are a good person. Although we have only been together for a short time, I can see that you are a very gentle person. You can treat these children gently."

"But the world is not full of people like you, Ms. Kisara, and Mr. Takumi. The people of the plundered era were too cruel to them."

He was stunned for a moment: "Excuse me, what does this mean?"

Matsuzaki sighed deeply and continued, "About three or four years ago, someone dressed like you came to the outer district and attacked these children with a gun."

The same attire...does that mean they are the Holy Emperor’s guards?

The almost obvious conclusion made Rentaro Satomi feel a chill down his spine.

There's no need to even consider whether it's someone else pretending to be you - because there's absolutely no need to do so.

After all, shooting a cursed child who didn't even have a household registration was not a black spot at all for the top government officials. In fact, in the eyes of some extreme hateful people, it was a "noble" act worthy of praise.

"But with Lord Spider, those people never came back."

This is what a black-haired child said suddenly.

"Master Spider?"

"Ah, it's a legend that's passed down among the kids, but I've seldom gone out because I'm old, so I've never seen it."

"I heard from them that it was a person wearing golden armor, and he looked like this..."

After rummaging around on the table for a while, Matsuzaki took out a drawing that looked like it was drawn by a child and explained.

"It is said that the man not only drove away the bad guys who persecuted the children, but also completely eliminated all the proto-intestinal creatures that remained in the outer area after the Second Battle of Kanto in just one day."

So strong!

This was Rentaro Satomi's first thought after hearing this. As the adopted son of the Tendo family, he had a deep understanding of that war.

The most troublesome thing after the war was not actually the reconstruction work. After all, the main battlefield was in the peripheral area, and that place did not need to be rebuilt.

The real trouble is to eliminate the gastrula organisms left in the outer area and hidden in every corner.

At that time, the former Holy Emperor and Tendo Kikunosho had already prepared a considerable amount of funds as rewards and offered a bounty to the Public Security Office for those protostomes... although it was never used in the end.

Now it seems the truth has been revealed.

"Satomi?"

"Sorry, I was a little distracted." After returning the children's painting in his hand to Matsuzaki, he looked at Kisara seriously.

"As I recall, Ms. Kisara, your memory was wiped out by a spider man, right?"

“That’s true…”

She shook her head with some regret. She naturally knew what Rentaro Satoma wanted to say. After all, she had known everything about this place for a long time.

"Although they are both spiders, the Spider-Man in my memory is quite different from the one in the painting."

One is gold, the other is red, the difference is obvious... Maybe he is an experimental subject who was kidnapped and escaped from the mysterious organization like her.

It’s a pity that I can’t find anyone now.

"By the way, where's Mr. Qiao? I don't think I saw him this time."

Matsuzaki pushed up his round glasses and suddenly asked.