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At the same time, inside the hospital.

"Where's the doctor?"

After he finished the call, he discovered that Sumire Muroto was gone.

"The doctor... just went out."

Rentaro responded in a not-so-calm tone, and judging from his appearance, he was still trying to process what he had just heard.

"Okay."

Given the urgency of the situation, Makoto didn't intend to investigate the doctors' whereabouts any further and slowly rose from his chair.

"Are you leaving?"

Sometime later, Kisara woke up and sat up in bed to look at him and ask questions, even taking his hand again after he had let go of it not long ago.

"Shin-kun, I'm asking you, do we... really have a chance to win?"

"Of course, I guarantee a win. Don't worry, President, I'm not Rentaro."

"Yeah……"

Although his words were somewhat derogatory towards Rentaro, neither Rentaro himself nor Kisara refuted them.

Kisara lowered his eyelids slightly, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head and said, "Shinhiro-kun... no, Yotsuba Shinhiro, as the president, I order you to win no matter what, and please... no matter what, you must come back alive! Asaka, Enju, and Rentaro will always be waiting for you at the agency."

"I see."

Mahiro put away his usual joking manner, a faint smile appearing on his face, and said in a serious tone:

"I clearly received Ms. Kisara's will."

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"Hell lies ahead, young man."

"But I gladly went."

In the hospital corridor, the two, who were on the same wavelength, smiled at each other.

After leaving the ward, he ran into Sumire Muroto again, and this time Sumire Muroto handed him a bag.

The room was filled with weapons and equipment made of super holmium alloy, all prepared for him by Sima Weizhi. They were mostly simple knives, with no firearms or anything like that.

Although simple, it perfectly suited his taste.

In addition, Sumire Muroto handed him a black syringe.

"This is……?"

"This is a farewell gift for you. I asked that young lady to make it; it's made entirely of super holmium alloy, which can effectively suppress gastroenteritis."

You'll definitely do it anyway, right?

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, Doctor." Yotsuba Mahiro smiled.

Sumire Muroto was not only very intelligent, but she could also be called his confidante.

She knew his plans without saying a word.

That's right. I thought that with Hiruko Kagetane dead, this incident would end easily.

But then another troublemaker appeared, named Miki Yukawa.

They also stole the box.

Judging from the Emperor's tone, the Tokyo area seemed to be in imminent danger.

Since that's the case, he wouldn't mind taking advantage of the situation and going with the flow to draw a vial of Scorpio's blood.

At worst, we can find a way to take down Scorpio later. If we use strategic magic, there's always a way.

Moreover, the newly built homes for those children, as well as the fact that Asaka and Enju are all in the Tokyo area, meant that this matter had to be done no matter what.

"Don't die, kid. If you die, fewer people will come to the basement to deliver food, and that will put me in a difficult position."

"Really? I think you'd rather I were dead, right, Doctor?" Mahiro joked.

"Hmm... Since you put it that way, I have an important suggestion. Do you want to hear it?"

"What advice?"

He had just turned around when Sumire Muroto suddenly leaned in, her unique feminine scent wafting from her body, and gently placed her hands on his shoulders.

"...If you're going to die, then die beautifully."

"What?"

"If I could, I'd prefer to freeze to death. — No, no, I shouldn't even dream of that. I'd rather starve to death. I'd pour turpentine down your ass, coat you in alkali, and then put you out to bake in the sun."

"Haha, Doctor, you're as perverted as ever... Are you planning to mummify me and display me in a museum for people to admire?"

"No, it will only be placed in my research room for me to enjoy alone."

Sumire Muroto said firmly, "This is a work of art that belongs only to me, and I will not let anyone else touch it."

"Okay, okay, but doctor, you should know very well that I won't die."

"I believe that too."

Muroto Sumire stopped joking with him and smiled gently, saying, "So, you must come back alive, young man."

Chapter 74 Mr. Makoto, are you a loli-loving person?

Gastrea are ranked from Stage 1 to Stage 2, Stage 3, and Stage 4. With each stage of growth, their size increases and their defenses gradually improve, becoming so powerful that they can even withstand missiles.

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Because they absorb genetic factors from various organisms during that process, all individuals will evolve into peculiar forms as they grow, which is not uncommon. Therefore, many Gastrea have some strange abilities.

Stage five is an exception among Gastrea. When a typical Gastrea reaches stage four, it is roughly equivalent to a complete form and can no longer grow.

Stage 5 is roughly equivalent to the Ultimate level, and only a small number of people know where these Stage 5 Gastrea come from.

Moreover, they share a common characteristic: they are ridiculously large, like monsters from tokusatsu dramas.

Even a Stage 4 size is nothing compared to a Stage 5 size.

To avoid being crushed by their own weight, Stage 5's muscles, skin, bones, and even internal organs are strengthened, making them immune to almost 100% of modern weapons.

Stage 5 of the Gastrea is named after the zodiac. There are eleven sightings worldwide. They displayed terrifying combat power in the great war ten years ago. The Gastrea of ​​the zodiac are the kings of Gastrea who once brought humanity to the brink of extinction.

Without exception, they all possess hardened outer skin that renders ordinary weapons completely ineffective, the most powerful regenerative abilities, and are unaffected by the magnetic field of the megaliths. In addition, each of them has unique abilities.

To date, there are only two recorded attempts at completing Phase 5.

Taurus and Virgo were eliminated by the number 1 and number 2 IPs, respectively.

It is already a miracle of humankind.

Therefore, if such a thing were to appear in the Tokyo area, the entire Tokyo area would face a devastating disaster, and virtually no one would survive.

"...Things are getting complicated."

Arriving at the unexplored area outside the giant stone monument in the transport plane prepared by Mugen, Yotsuba Mahiro impatiently scratched his hair shortly after getting off the plane.

The reason is simple: the place he was in was practically a primeval forest.

The towering trees grew lush and dense, and the poor visibility due to the night, coupled with the heavy rains of the past few days, meant the entire forest was soaked, and my nostrils were filled with the strong smell of damp earth.

But unlike the primeval forest, traces of human existence can still be faintly seen here.

Buildings entwined with vines, covered in ivy or moss, long abandoned, or car frames with their windows and tires gone, now rusty and mottled.

However, the most crucial point is that as soon as he landed, he felt countless eyes probing him from the dark depths of the forest.

Pairs of scarlet pupils, like searchlights, revealed utter hostility.

It was filled with the desire to tear him apart and crush him.

"The welcoming ceremony felt a little too grand..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhenxun threw a holmium dagger toward the scarlet eyes.

This strike seemed to awaken a slumbering forest, and strange roars suddenly echoed from the darkness, followed by a series of peals.

With the activation of "Multiple Observations" and "Eye of the Spirit," Yotsuba Mahiro finally saw the true nature of the strange creatures surrounding him—

A large army of Gastrea, consisting of Stages 1 to 3, lurked in the forest, surrounding him like a ring.

"Ugh, how scary, the forest at night and all that."

With a sigh, intense beams of light suddenly flashed in the darkness of the forest.

As the dust and mist surged, bursts of icy fog appeared, and white frost hung on the branches of the trees, gleaming in the moonlight, as if the world had been dyed with a layer of silver.

Walking through the ice crystal dust that dances like stars.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

His figure was like a silent, icy death god, freezing and reaping all life equally.

Even though this level of ice mist cannot freeze Stage 3 Gastrea, the flickering light of thought will still bring them relief.

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"do not move!"

After dealing with another stage three Gastrea, a gun was suddenly pointed at his back.

"Girl, tell me, is it faster for you to pull the trigger, or for me to turn around and sever your head with a single stroke?"

Judging from the shape and feel of the muzzle, it should be a shotgun.

Judging from the position of the object against his waist, the other party must indeed be the Child of the Curse.

While it's true that he pities these children, it doesn't mean he'll endlessly tolerate them being his enemies.

Logically speaking, the children who are the initiators should not harm other police officers, but there are always exceptions. There are always bastards like Hiruko Kagetane who will train these children to be killing machines.

Therefore, not being an enemy is his top priority.

"...Generally speaking, the speed at which a finger pulls the trigger is faster than the speed at which a person turns around and swings a knife."

"Really? Well then, let's give it a try!"

Swah——

In the next instant, he first activated the acceleration spell, then pulled out a new dagger from his waist and turned to slash, without any hesitation, almost in an instant.

But then he and the girl who was pointing a gun at him from behind were both stunned.

"why you?"

Mahiro abruptly stopped the knife, which was pressed against the girl's neck. The sharp blade whistled through her short, light blonde hair as it sliced ​​off a thin strand.

With the help of the moonlight, he could see the girl's entire face.

The other person was wearing a plain-colored long-sleeved dress and tight pants, an outfit completely out of place in the unexplored area.

He was holding a large-caliber fully automatic shotgun produced by Sima Heavy Industry, equipped with an under-barrel grenade launcher.

Most importantly, it's that adorable, clueless face.

Who else could it be but Senju Natsuyo!

"Ah...it's that strange older brother who can read minds."

Senju Natsuyo also seemed to have forgotten to pull the trigger, staring blankly at him.

What kind of weird nickname is "the strange older brother who can read minds"...?

Just as Mahiro was about to complain, he noticed that Natsume Senju's arm holding the gun was trembling slightly.

Although it was a barely perceptible tremor, he still managed to catch it clearly.

Especially on his wrist, it looked as if he had been bitten by a huge beast, with blood flowing out of the tooth-shaped wound like a trickle of water.