Not being human in Ghost Slayer: Blade

Immortal particles are diffused in the whole space, constrained by electromagnetic force between each other, showing order, showing the form of electromagnetic field wave radiation and absorbing electrons in the light from the four-dimensional space, and constantly growing themselves.

In other words, he is drawing plasma energy.

No one knows about this scene, because no matter whether it succeeds or fails, this part of the galaxy will never appear in the ghost world or the world of ghouls again.

The radiance that cannot be perceived by the human eye is changing, not chaotic and disorderly, but according to a certain structure, according to a certain frequency, according to the stacking method that the Milky Way has already explored——

Just like before, in this eternal life particle network controlled by the consciousness, the existing eternal life particle controlled by the Milky Way is his basic disk.

The only thing that can confirm the real existence of the galaxy in the four-dimensional space is light. The endless light passes through the strong magnetic field protection layer he built and enters the immortal particle field that carries the consciousness and thinking of the galaxy, and is captured.

——With the magnetic force of mutual attraction between particles, one particle that can be freely controlled by him can attract another that is not controlled by his subjective consciousness, but is controlled by his subconscious, and has an affinity with his subjective consciousness a particle.

The two are like a stator and a rotor, starting a spiral movement, and the spiral movement that runs through everything is constantly shining in the movement.

The first atomic level matter appeared.

This is not the end, but the beginning.

The first molecules appear.

Still going on.

The first single-stranded DNA structure emerges.

Don't stop!

...

...

ps: Immortal cultivation, I want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 58

A heart full of courage calls out to the galaxy

This is a long journey with no end in sight.

Because the goal of the galaxy is to adapt to the body of the four-dimensional space environment, this is a difficult task that requires patience, curiosity, courage... and so on to support him to move forward.

However, a problem arises.

Does he have it?

The answer is, don't know.

I really don't know, the human body structure can't bear the complex thinking, this thinking consciousness that stays in the four-dimensional space and grows can't go back, the wireless detailed information records felt here are not what the carbon-based body can bear, Trying to bear it just blows the brain up in an instant.

Galaxy understood this as early as the second crossing. He couldn’t bring more memories, such as the wireless details of the universe within an astronomical unit, into the body he built. If he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t do it. It's very easy to come here.

For example, the many harvests, knowledge, skills, and discoveries of this time travel, as well as the confusion in my heart, the nostalgia for beautiful things, the desire to kill the disgusting things, yes... these are very fresh.

Before it becomes a memory and enters the memory database, it is very vivid.

It feels like a social animal who has been working overtime has a cup of chicken soup for the soul, working harder overtime.

Well, that's probably how it feels.

perhaps...

I need more courage myself.

......

The world will not stop because of anyone, the whole world is like a stone being thrown into the water, and it fluctuates.

Tokyo, CCG headquarters.

"Step down!"

"He Xiu!"

"Step down!"

"He Xiu!"

"Incompetent guy, where the hell is the taxpayer's money going!"

The CCG headquarters is surrounded by a large number of demonstrators, and the wide streets are blocked. If there are too many people, it will cause a visual impact. Looking around, there is nothing but angry crowds. It is very bluffing. Fortunately, CCG has Part of the violence is of a high quality, and the police officers who maintain order are of high quality, holding up shields so that the gathered crowd cannot rush in.

But the scene is very ugly.

Politics is like this. When you show your flaws, someone will always jump up like a mad dog and tear off a few mouthfuls of flesh and blood.

As a result, a large number of "truths" about CCG have aroused the attention of the media and the "public", and this kind of thing has become a matter of course.

"Let this rotten organization roll down!"

Someone held up the flag of the country and swayed as hard as possible on the conspicuous height, that is, the roof of a car that belonged to someone else. The red and white flag was blown by the wind, shouting slogans at the top of their lungs.

In the crowd, every few steps, someone was holding a demonstration card made by themselves, colorful and mixed, and the scene was spectacular.

However, this short word written in Chinese is smeared with a big red X, are you serious?

Well, for some reason, the people of District 11 feel that short words will look more powerful and better reflect their anger.

Others draw pictures that children can understand—pigeons in white dress with knives laughing and killing people, monsters in the gloomy sky exhale, and all kinds of crying people, fragmented people... .

But I'm afraid they all know that this lively scene can't affect the daily life a few streets away, it can only be a chat after dinner.

In the remote streets that have also cooled down a lot due to the weird torrential rain that lasted for a month in District 20, the homeless man who was collecting newspapers looked at the news and made an accurate judgment that even the most authoritative experts could not make.

"Boring stuff."

After collecting the supplies prepared for the winter, a companion next to him echoed his words in agreement.

"Who says it's not? They don't dare to talk about the real big things in the newspapers. Look at those in District 1... Bah, they're working together, they're working together."

In this world, no one dares to act alone in a remote place. Even a tramp needs a companion unless he has the will to die.

Especially in some districts where ghouls ravaged.

Tramps are a very dangerous profession, not like the buffed ones in the beautiful country. They are at the bottom of the food chain in this city. They often experience that many familiar tramps disappear when they wake up...

Everyone knows that man-eating monsters are lurking in the city. One day they catch a homeless man, and the other tomorrow.

so what?

Nobody cares.

"I heard that the rain was also made by those monsters, and it will spread to other places."

"You care about this?"

"Of course, if it's raining all the time, you can't go to the parks and squares. It's dangerous under the overpass."

"That's right."

"Hey, that's how life goes, live every day and earn every day."

No one cares about them, and they have no right to speak out. Even if the missing people are exposed, the news media will not care about them. They have no place in the mainstream society. They are even less powerful than those monsters. It is really a prayer. Gods and Buddhas live every day.

They looked at each other and continued to struggle.

Like the living dead.

suddenly,

A pair of strong, powerful, and clean hands stretched out from the darkness, and grabbed him.

"I...."

Almost didn't scare people to death!

After finally pressing his heart back into his chest, the homeless man raised his head to see who was not afraid of the smell on his body so close to him, and what he saw was... a big bald head.

like a killer.

He smiled.

Like a Muji.

It's scary, but this homeless man knows how to face his fear, which is-

Fuck you, face your fear, it's a sprint!

Just when the homeless man was anxious and wanted to escape, those rough hands held down the homeless man's trembling body, and then he lifted him up with force with his arms. Under the body in suits and leather shoes, there were lines of explosive muscle contours.

They were kidnapped directly in broad daylight.

This kind of thing didn't just happen here. When there was a little bit of noise in the whole of Tokyo, a coffin car with a crazy shape, similar to a heavy truck, was passing through the ground.

This kind of heavy-duty truck can only be seen on the highway, and is usually not allowed to enter the urban area, but now it is pulled by two cats and runs fast. No surprise.

With both red and black dragons, it's not too much to follow cats.

Arriving at an exit, as the coffin stopped, the reformers who were neatly arranged like sardine cans got out of the car in an orderly manner. They didn't hold murder weapons and looked like they were going to level up a certain place, but suits and leather shoes. Maintain a good personal image before heading to the ground.

— Relief.

It sounds ridiculous, but it's true.

They were there to lend a helping hand.

Yinhe believes that even a sanitary napkin has its value, and the result of the implementation of this concept is a package plan of "Aren't you still alive?"

What?This is a crime?

Fools, it's 2020 and our business is just.

Do not be overwhelmed by the horror of the truth, for nothing is true.

Don't be bound by the moral law, because everything is allowed.

......

For some reason, Xiaoheixiaobai, who was committed to revenge on CCG, was in a very good mood. After waking up, they compared each other in front of the huge full-length mirror.

"Haha, I want to be taller!"

"No, you're wearing high heels!"

"That's a little taller than you, I'm my sister."

Proudly standing on tiptoe, making the height a little taller than his sister more obvious, Xiao Hei smiled with satisfaction.

Xiaobai pouted. Even sisters cannot back down on these issues. He stared at his sister's legs, and then looked at himself.

stare~

She found blind spots.

"It seems that although my height is a few centimeters shorter than yours, our calves seem to be the same length. My legs are a little bit longer than yours..."

"how is this possible?!"

Xiao Hei was shocked.

The girl frantically took off her boots quickly, and compared herself with her younger sister.

"..."

She burst into tears.

......

With beautiful expectations, the expectation of becoming a better self.

Galaxy woke up handsome again.

"From now on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world, care about food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, spring flowers bloom..."

Refreshed.

then,

Excited.

Make these declarations and watch to wake up your Gemini:

"What's going on here?"

Shake your head*2.