The afterlife blew up Gensokyo

"So, does that mean Qing'e, your teacher's cooking is..."

Before anyone could reply, several other pleasant voices followed in quick succession.

"........."

Looking at the four people in front of him who were chattering excitedly, Shi Bai turned his head away expressionlessly and continued to grill the fish on the makeshift grill.

Perhaps due to his influence during that time, Huo Qing'e now has no trace of the so-called evil immortal. Instead, she has gained a more unconventional and unrestrained spirit, which makes it easy for her to get along with Feng Congmi and the others.

Since it was the height of summer, and his courtyard was always quiet, not only were green bamboos planted to keep the courtyard cool, but lotus roots and lotus flowers were also planted in the pond, making it a rare summer resort.

So, under the pretext of admiring the lotus flowers, a gang of robbers came to his place to freeload...

Shi Bai glanced silently at Huo Qing'e over there, and then made another note of Huo Qing'e in his mental notebook.

P.S.: I found 50 cents in the drawer, I'm so happy, I'll add an extra chapter.

pps: Python recommends books.

I can become an evil god in my dreams.

Book Title: I Can Become an Evil God in My Dreams

Synopsis: How can I become stronger by entering a dream world and participating in a simulation game?

Transmigrating to a parallel world teeming with evil gods, Wang Ming discovers he has acquired a rather interesting dream simulation system. By entering dream simulation games and completing them, he can rapidly become stronger.

You are entering the assassin game. You have acquired the [Super Assassin Skill] and [Blood Breathing Technique].

You are entering the Young Exorcist game, and you have obtained the [Adorable Succubus Girl].

You are...

As Wang Ming participated in the game, he found himself becoming increasingly powerful, but at some point, some strange nicknames began to be attached to him.

'Child of Chaos', 'Lord of the Realm of Illusion and Reality', 'Infinity Blade', 'Covenant of the Stars'

"???"

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The So-Called Inferiority of Capital

On a summer day, the lotus pond is surrounded by green bamboo, and a cool breeze blows.

Summer afternoons are always exceptionally long. On a cool mat spread out under the sparse bamboo shadows, several bright figures sat.

Not far away, under a tree, beside a stone table, a mask lay face down on the table, and a figure leaned against the table, holding an ancient and simple history book in his hands.

The entire courtyard was filled with a tranquil and timeless atmosphere.

Perhaps feeling slightly tired, Huo Qing'e half-reclined on the mat and took out a few clean seashells from somewhere, fiddling with them. Her strange behavior naturally aroused the curiosity of Feng Congmi and the others.

"The divination techniques commonly used in Taoism, although I am not very proficient in this kind of Taoist method, I can occasionally make some predictions."

Gazing at the seashells lined up on the mat, Huo Qing'e responded patiently.

"I found these seashells at the ends of the earth; they can slightly improve accuracy... How about you give them a try?"

"Can this calculate everything?"

Looking at the snow-white seashell that resembled a work of art, Toyosatomimi no Miko clearly became interested.

"How easy is it to divine the secrets of heaven? For example, I have never succeeded in using this kind of magic to divine my teacher's affairs even once."

Huo Qing'e laughed as she scattered the seashells on the mat.

"How about it? Would you like to try it out? For example, have your future destiny or marriage predicted by divination?"

"Can things like marriage be predicted?"

Curious, I picked up a seashell and examined it closely, only to find it completely white.

"Cause and effect are cyclical, and fate is predetermined. Things like marriage can naturally be calculated."

Reaching out, Huo Qing'e took the seashell from Mononobe no Futo's hand and smiled.

"If you want to have your marriage fortune told, then grab these seashells and throw them all onto this bamboo mat."

"Well………"

After hesitating for a moment, looking at the snow-white seashells that Huo Qing'e had handed to him, Mononobe no Futo reached out and grasped all the seashells in his hand, then threw them onto the bamboo mat as instructed.

After staring at the scattered seashells on the mat for a long time, Huo Qing'e raised her head and gazed at the other person.

"Your destiny belongs to the first man who brings you tears."

"That's impossible. I've never cried in my life, let alone fallen for a man who would make me cry."

Without a moment's hesitation, Mononobe no Futsu gave a resolute answer.

"Who can explain things like marriage? Emotions are the most complicated thing in the world. I'm just stating what I see."

Huo Qing'e picked up the seashells from the mat and smiled nonchalantly.

"Alright, is there anyone among you who wants to have anything divined?"

"Hmm...would things like our future fate be okay too?"

After thinking for a moment, Soga no Tokiko began to speak.

"If I could, I would like to have my future predicted."

"The future..."

After staring at the seashell pattern that Soga no Toshiko had thrown out on the bamboo mat for a while, Huo Qing'e raised her head and looked directly at Soga no Toshiko, who seemed a little nervous.

"I'm sorry, your future is destined death."

"........."

After a brief silence, Soga no Toko forced a smile onto his face.

"That's right..."

"Wait a minute! Something's clearly wrong here, isn't there some kind of mistake in the divination!?"

Before Mononobe no Futoshi could speak, Toyosato no Miko began to speak somewhat anxiously.

"Since we have all cultivated Taoist arts, then it shouldn't be..."

"Death is the end of all things. Even the universe will eventually perish after a long period of time. This is a very normal thing."

A leisurely sound coming from under the tree interrupted her words.

"No one's life can be decided by a single divination. Don't you think it's ridiculous to entrust your future to a divination?"

"Qin Hesheng, why don't you also have your fate predicted?"

She showed no sign of anger. Looking at the man sitting under the tree reading a book, Huo Qing'e narrowed her eyes slightly.

For some reason, she always felt a strange sense of familiarity with the other person.

"……also."

After a brief moment of thought, the other person closed the book in their hand and placed it on the table, then walked over from the other side.

"You're throwing away this seashell, right?"

"No, you have to tell me what you want to have divined first."

Huo Qing'e glanced meaningfully at the items beside her and then spoke.

"Marriage, future prospects, or something else?"

"The future."

Qin Hesheng grabbed the seashells from the bamboo mat and answered rather casually.

"Can you help me predict my future, Qin Hesheng?"

After saying that, he threw the seashells in his hand. As a result, perhaps because he used a little too much force, one of the seashells broke in two.

"Uh... I shouldn't have to pay for this, right?"

"...You don't need to pay for it. I'll just go to the ends of the earth to pick it up later."

Huo Qing'e glanced at Qin Hesheng with a slightly complicated expression, shook her head, and spoke softly.

Qin Hesheng died young... a violent death!

...........................................................................

"Hey, I'm saying...you guys don't need to be like this, do you?"

With a headache, Shi Bai pressed his forehead and turned to look at the three people who were always by his side.

If you look further back, you can see that not far behind the four of them, there is a large group of onmyoji, monks, and samurai who are on high alert and holding various magical artifacts.

"No, you're in danger right now. We have to protect you at all times."

Shaking his head, Toyosatoshi Miko answered quite decisively.

"........."

Ever since Huo Qing'e's divination that summer afternoon, Shi Bai has truly experienced what it means to be paranoid and what it means to have a grand display. Every time he goes out, a large group of Onmyoji monks and others follow behind him, just like a mafia boss strolling around.

...After all, according to Huo Qing'e's divination, his fate indicated that he would die an unnatural death, and according to the deductions of the goddesses, he was very likely to be killed by monsters that had infiltrated the town at some point in the future.

Things were a little better when Huo Qing'e was still around, but after Huo Qing'e temporarily returned to Penglai because of the annual agreement, the Divine Child and the others immediately became highly tense, fearing that he might be found dead in the street if they weren't careful... and that's how things turned out.

Even though he explained that divination isn't always accurate and there's no need to be so paranoid, the three of them each firmly retorted with "better safe than sorry," which is how Miao forcefully refuted him.

...To be honest, Shi Bai felt like cursing.

And it was at this very moment that the plague broke out.

No one knew where this plague originated, nor how to prevent or control it. In the sweltering heat of summer, the plague spread at an alarming rate.

People fell one by one, the number of corpses increasing day by day, emitting a foul stench under the sun. Those infected with the plague, except for a very few lucky ones, mostly died in despair and wailing.

Plagues are contagious.

During this extraordinary time, no one wanted to go out. Even those who frequently visited him, like Shenzi Fudu, were all confined to their homes by their families.

The pandemic is different from the past. During the snow disaster, Shi Bai could mobilize the nobles to provide assistance, but in the face of this pandemic where anyone who gets infected dies, no one is willing to risk their life to save people, because there is no way to save them anyway.

In this day and age, plague is synonymous with incurable disease and death.

Even in the modern era, with its advanced technology, if a terrifying plague were to break out and not given enough attention, the number of infections and deaths would be immeasurable, not just hundreds, but tens of millions.

Unless a country is willing to make a tremendous effort and spend an enormous amount of money to control the outbreak, it will not be able to contain and eliminate the epidemic; otherwise, the situation will only get worse, as has happened in some other countries.

It's quite obvious that those nobles didn't want to spend money during the previous snow disaster, and now that they're risking their lives, they're even less likely to lend a hand. They're all keeping their doors tightly shut and frantically stockpiling medicinal herbs.

Shi Bai originally wanted to say that this was due to the limitations of the times, but recalling certain cases of diseases caused by bats, he felt that this was not a limitation of the times, but rather the inherent flaws of humanity or capitalism.

He found several loyal guards and, ignoring the advice of others, opened a pharmacy in the area most severely affected by the epidemic, and began to try to brew medicine to treat patients.

With his medical skills, he felt he could still save some lives. However, if the source of the epidemic wasn't contained, saving more people wouldn't help, especially since the hot weather was more conducive to the spread of the plague.

He stayed in the hardest-hit area of ​​the epidemic for half a month.

During this period, he not only prepared medicine to treat patients, but also planned a large epidemic prevention zone to properly house those seriously ill patients and prevent secondary infections.

Although people were still dying every day, he was also curing those infected with the disease. However, as time went on and the number of patients coming to him for help increased, the amount of work he could do alone was ultimately limited.

After sleeping only a few hours a day for half a month, this mortal body finally collapsed from exhaustion.

When he woke up, he immediately saw the gray-haired girl sleeping soundly by his bedside, and he was stunned for a moment.

"...Futo?"

As if sensing his sudden awakening, Mononobe no Utsuya awoke from his sleep. Upon seeing him awake, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, which quickly turned icy cold.

"Qin Hesheng!! Do you even care about your own health?! You still insist on getting involved in such dangerous things, and you even managed to exhaust yourself to the point of collapsing?!"

"Let's put other things aside for now. How did you end up here? It's dangerous here. You should go back right away and not worry your family."

He struggled to sit up, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Don't even think about it, I'm not leaving!! Starting today, I'll stay here and monitor your daily routine!!"

With his arms crossed, Mononobe no Utsugi glared back defiantly.

"If you've got the guts, then take a knife and kill me right now!! You've been saying you wanted to kill me all along!! I'm sitting right here, so come and kill me!!!"