Come and connect with me!

He was fooled by the fantasy of 7 billion before coming here. Now it has been nearly ten days, and he has found this green-haired cat several times analyzing the technology of NieR's world, but there is little sign of improvement in its recognition technology. It is hard not to worry about whether he has been cheated of his funds.

"Hehe, you're anxious, Commander. But oh, the big progress you want is coming soon, meow, look at this meow!"

Akashi pulled out a tablet from his sleeve.

[Tonight we will see an astronomical wonder that is rare in decades. When the moon is near, at 8:17 tonight, 58% of the countries in the world will be able to see the moon in its unprecedented full state. According to experts, this full moon will be brighter and look bigger than previous full moons...]

moon?

Wuming turned her head and saw the big white fox, who always looked sleepy, gazing at the sky on the balcony with a lively look. She watched the moon getting bigger and bigger. The bright white moonlight shone on her body, giving her a sense of unreality, as if the next second, this cold fox demon would ascend to heaven on the moon.

The time on the tablet is 8:15, two minutes left.

The moonlight in the sky is getting brighter and colder. This is obviously a metropolis belonging to the industrial age. Human beings have conquered the darkness of the night as early as a hundred years ago when the first light bulb improved by Edison was lit. The bright incandescent lamps and colorful neon lights make the city as bright as day at night. But tonight, a rare moonlit night, the small satellite that used to just reflect the sun's brilliance also emits a brilliance that attracts attention.

The moonlight was like silver frost covering the whole earth. Gazing from the window, I felt that the city had turned into a snowy city. The turbid and dark steel city was dyed pure white. It was strange, but I couldn't help but feel that the so-called "once-in-a-few-decades" astronomical phenomenon was indeed worthy of its reputation.

Not only this city, but more cities, countryside, and even uninhabited forests, most of the earth were dyed silver, as if the moon in the sky had begun to fade, seeping drop by drop into the water-blue planet, and the rippling waves reset the world to a clean white paper.

On the street, people are coming and going. Taking advantage of this astronomical wonder, merchants also start to shout loudly, hoping to make a fortune. Tourists wear yukatas and wooden clogs in a relaxed state of mind, feeling the modern atmosphere of the thousand-year-old city.

Roadside food stalls sell everything from traditional oden to octopus balls. Apple candy and crepes are also indispensable. Ring throwing, goldfish scooping, and air guns are also common.

"Mom, look! There are glowing butterflies!"

A little boy accidentally discovered a glowing flying object in the grass. He broke free from his mother's hand, held his breath, quietly parted the grass, and shouted in surprise.

"A glowing bug?"

The boy's mother was wearing a plain yukata, with her long hair tied into a braid that fell casually on her chest.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said angrily: "Throw this thing away, have you forgotten what happened before?"

The nightmare of that day has not been forgotten yet, especially now when we are out to relax, this little brat suddenly said something like this, making the usually gentle mother angry.

The boy did not respond.

"Hey, Josuke, are you listening to your mother?"

The mother became even angrier when she saw her child staring at the grass in silence. She squatted down and shook Josuke, but found that his body was limp and he had lost consciousness.

"Eh? How come?"

She said in surprise and couldn't help looking towards the bushes.

In the deep shadows, a fluttering light flickered in her pupils, gradually turning into an angry blue butterfly...

The bustling street noise gradually died down, accompanied by screams of terror, and finally fell into complete silence.

Inside the official building, Aki Kikuchihara took off her glasses, took out a glasses cloth from her shirt pocket, exhaled lightly, and slowly wiped the lenses.

Even though it is a rare astronomical wonder, which is said to be impossible to see for many years if you miss it, it is still not as important to her as work.

After taking off her glasses, the world in front of her eyes became blurry. The distance between people became ambiguous, yet full of estrangement. She threw her glasses aside, just as a way to relax herself.

She would rest for another two minutes and wait until someone knocked on the door and asked for the report, then she would get up.

As time passed, Aki Kikuchihara suddenly felt something was wrong.

It was too quiet, the whole building was like an abandoned one. The usual hurried footsteps could no longer be heard. There was always a senior executive yelling on the phone in the next office. There were hurried, angry footsteps overhead. Every hour, a secretary would come in to pour her coffee.

She suddenly wanted to grab her glasses, but she didn't expect that she was too brave and threw them away. The severe myopia made it difficult for her to identify the direction where the glasses fell, but even if she saw any similar outlines, it was just a pattern on the carpet.

Kikuchihara Aki took a deep breath, searched carefully step by step, half crouched down, and searched carefully. Suddenly, she felt something under her feet, which made her heart skip a beat.

She sighed, reached out her hand and groped carefully, and found the fragments of her glasses next to the high heels. One lens was completely shattered, and the other lens was also affected, with a cut made by the sharp heel of the high heels. She carefully put the lenses in front of her eyes, only to feel a flash in front of her eyes. It was harder to see than without glasses.

In that case, this thing is useless.

Aki Kikuchihara pursed her lips, held the wall with one hand, held the gun with the other hand, turned on the safety, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

The meaning of the old wife

What can a half-blind man do even if he has a gun?

She laughed at herself as she walked carefully in the blurry world. After taking two steps, she saw a human figure lying on the ground. She did not go forward immediately, but thought for a moment, huddled aside, and faced the aisle. After a while, she gave up fighting the enemy in the air with a cold sweat. She moved step by step to the side of the human figure, got closer and looked at it for a while. It was the secretary assigned to her by her boss. She was now lying on the ground with an expressionless face, making barely audible breathing sounds.

"Are you ok?"

The secretary was less than half a meter away from her, but in her eyes she was as blurry as a shadow.

"What happened? Why aren't you talking?"

The secretary looked at her silently, her eyes changing from dull to lively.

"It seems that this technique still has loopholes..."

"What? What did you say? What technique?"

Aki Kikuchihara's heart skipped a beat. She raised her gun and pointed it at the secretary. The latter tilted her head and slowly stood up. Her neck made a stiff sound and she walked towards her slowly step by step. Her light footsteps made a light sound on the high-quality carpet.

Want to shoot?

She was thinking in her mind, but it was obvious that she was being controlled. If she acted rashly, the secretary would definitely be the one to die!

Gritting her teeth, Aki Kikuchihara managed to identify the direction, rushed back to her office and locked the door.

What went wrong?

She thought to herself and quickly turned on her cell phone, wanting to call Oteola and the others.

As she was slowly dialing the number, there was a gentle knock on the door. Kikuchihara Aki's face turned pale and she carefully looked through the peephole, but she could not see anything clearly.

Severe myopia is almost the same as being blind.

Think of a way, think of a way!

She accidentally saw her phone, and with an idea, she turned on the camera function, aimed at the cat's eye, and took a picture. Then she quickly opened it to zoom in, and when she looked closer, she could see much more clearly than if she had squinted her eyes.

In the photo, the secretary had a blank expression on her face. Beside her, there was a butterfly of light floating above her head. There were faint light-colored threads connecting her to her, controlling her.

Very good, the reason is clear, so the second step is to break up the butterfly and rescue the secretary!

Kikuchihara Aki took a deep breath and drew his gun.

At a distance of less than one meter, even an ordinary person would have a near 100% chance of hitting the enemy...if her eyes could see clearly!

The butterfly is positioned about ten centimeters above the secretary's head. The secretary is 1.63 meters tall, so the height within 1.8 meters is the target position of the butterfly.

Pursing her lips, Aki Kikuchihara suddenly opened the door and raised her gun.

"boom!"

The secretary stared at her blankly, the butterfly above her head was shattered, her eyes instantly returned to their original state, then her eyes rolled back and she fainted again.

Kikuchihara breathed heavily, smelling the smell of gunpowder in the air, then solemnly picked up the phone and called Meteora.

"Hello, is this Meteora? Be careful, beware of butterflies, don't look, you will be controlled, I have completely lost this side..."

Meteora's unhurried voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is that Shinano?"

"Yes, I..."

Tap tap tap tap....

Footsteps were heard behind me, along with a familiar voice.

Novel No. 1

"Oh la la, Makan-chan, you really saw an interesting scene. I didn't expect that I just came over to say hello and found that it seemed that someone else had already been here. Aki-chan, you look a little distressed."

Her long purple hair was tied into a braid. Tsukishiroin Shinkansen walked over with a smile on his face. His body swayed, causing the bells on her braid to ring.

"Tsukijoin Shinkan... aren't you already dead?"

Kikuchihara Aki said in astonishment with her mouth half open.

There was a huge explosion last night, the high temperature and shock wave almost melted the steel into molten iron. There is no such setting for Tsukishiroin Shinken to be immortal!

"A mere fatal injury can't faze little Zhenjian. Now I find that Altair seems to want to do something tonight, so I will do the opposite of her. Don't be afraid. Since you are her enemies, you are my friends."

The dangerous woman grinned, then without looking back, pulled out a gun from her skirt and fired three shots in a row, shattering the butterfly.

The secretary fell down again.

"Butterfly, can you be resurrected?"

Kikuchihara Aki murmured, and carefully took another photo. In the photo, the broken butterfly reunited in the light.

Light...Moonlight...

Aki Kikuchihara opened her phone again. She had just hung up the phone in a hurry. As soon as she opened it, an official push notification appeared on the desktop.

[Official heavy recommendation, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, come and see it with your friends! ]

She took a deep breath, the horror in her heart not diminished at all, and with trembling hands she typed word by word on the group text message.

Don't look at the moon!

Don't look at the moon!!

Don't look at the moon!!!

Chapter 167 re: Ascension Ceremony

Catalyst, formerly referred to as catalyst, is a medium that can promote changes in things.

Human beings are easily influenced by external factors. It is difficult to be calm when the weather is hot. When the autumn rain continues, people in the house can't help feeling sad. If they meet the moon of their hometown in a foreign land, they will be overwhelmed with emotions and cry.

The poems left behind by the ancients when they were sentimental conveyed this emotion, giving the originally cold and dead objects sentimental characteristics, so that people in later generations would think of sorrow when they saw autumn rain, think of parting when they saw fallen leaves, and think of love when they saw roses.

And what about seeing the moon?

The full moon in the sky is like a wheel, and the big lake on the ground is like a mirror. Shinano is dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding an astrology plate in her arms, and covered in silver. Now she is the right eye of the descended god, and also the shrine maiden who worships the three noble children.

The green-haired cat took out a green shrine maiden's costume from somewhere and shook the Kagura bell in a very serious manner. The bell rang, the colorful ribbons fluttered, and the clear bell sound reached the sky.

On the other side of Shinano was Noshiro, wearing a bright black and gold kimono, holding a Yin-Yang fan with a gold and silver blade in her hand, twisting her waist and slowly fanning the fan.

The fox priestess prays, the cat lady prays for extradition, the ghost lady prays for exorcism, the weirdness and divinity coexist, vaguely bringing a strange sense of sacredness.

The moon was at its zenith, and transparent ripples spread across the planet. People from all walks of life, whether intentionally or unintentionally, stood there with dull eyes when their eyes touched the brilliance of the full moon, passing through Tokyo, Kanagawa, and Saitama...

Kagoshima and Hokkaido were covered in an instant, then crossed the mountains and the sea, affecting nearly half of the world, and continued to spread.

In the near-Earth space station in the vast space, the moon's brightness is even brighter. The astronauts stare at the ancient satellite in silence, with their faces pressed against the transparent window in a trance, not wanting to look away from the moon at all. The staff on the ground keep sending messages, but they can only see them observing something with empty eyes without saying a word, as if performing a pantomime.

"Jack, Jack? Did you hear that?"

The people at the ground base shouted loudly, and their shouts were so loud that the glass next to them shook slightly. In the past, such sounds would be enough to make the astronauts wearing headphones curse, but now, they just stared at the moon quietly, as if even their souls were sucked into it.

"Damn it, go report to the superiors. Is this a collective hallucination? Or... Hey, why are you guys silent?"

He shuddered for no apparent reason in the middle of his speech and saw that all the staff were staring silently at the deliberately enlarged moon on the screen.

Moon, moon?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he couldn't help but turn his head and stare at the moon. This satellite orbiting the earth, which had gradually lost its mysterious veil in the face of human technology, seemed to be shrouded in a veil again, and in its slow rotation, it twisted his mind bit by bit.

Another ground station lost contact, and the remaining sober people looked at each other in bewilderment, sending messages over and over again in vain. Occasionally, someone turned on the Internet, but could only see the headlines, in which the blond vice president proudly pointed one finger to the sky, with his catchphrase written next to it.

[No one knows astronomy better than me! ]

There was dead silence at the White House press conference. The President and his staff stared at the skylight in silence. The plain moonlight made the hall look pale, like a funeral. The crowded crowd was silent, just like corpses.

The world is changing slowly and steadily, and this scene is being played out in thousands of households. The legendary ship Shinano, on the dream sea of ​​this planet, rides the waves of the subconscious and changes the world according to her will.

God exists in this world.

He is omnipotent and omnipresent. He will surely come to the world amid the shouts of mortals!

The deep consciousness is implanted, the surface consciousness interferes, and many appearances of the moon emerge behind her. This always lazy fox beauty wants to transform this mysterious world into a fertile land of fantasy in mythology where gods and humans have not yet bid farewell!

With the help of the moon, human consciousness is completely connected at this moment, converging into a colorful sea of ​​thought.

One person's thoughts are as shallow as dewdrops before sunrise, which will evaporate before the pressure of reality even approaches. However, the coming together of thousands and millions of thoughts can reshape the world!

So, the witch asked questions in the turbid sea of ​​​​thoughts.

What are gods?

Like a wake-up call, the ocean surged, the waves rolled, and countless answers emerged at the same time, including bright and warm balls of light and turbid dark muddy water.