Tokyo Sound

The miniature cow walked 10 squares and paid 2300 game coins to Maaya Uchida. Now it only has 100 coins left in its pocket, and it is almost out of the encirclement.

"Next is 3 o'clock." Yin Ze stared closely at the opportunity/destiny grid not far in front of the little cow.

"What? At this point, after finally escaping from the danger line of death, you still want to fight against the sky? With your current broken body?" Uchida Yuma was moved.

The man did not respond, but resolutely threw the dice again. Everyone opened their eyes wide, wanting to witness his struggle.

1+2, 3 points.

Shimazaki Nobunaga was completely numb.

"But fate's gift is not that simple. You may die on the spot." Uchida Yuma said nervously.

"From heaven to hell, and then back to the human world. A true player can declare even the points. Everything is predetermined. For someone like me, the probability of drawing a comeback card is 1000%."

The man forced himself to finish his words, and the corridor of life that was running at an overspeed stopped. He exhaled a breath of burning air. He reached out his hand calmly, and unpretentiously drew the top card of the fate pile, and then without even looking at it, he slapped it towards the map.

At this moment, there seemed to be the sound of a sword being unsheathed!

Golden legend!

The card with shiny gold-rimmed paint attracted everyone's attention.

This is the strongest level card!

"Destiny Card: Eternal Man, use the power of this card to establish a stronger long-term contractual relationship based on economic monopoly, which is a combination of economic life, spiritual and material aspects! The owner of this card can designate a player other than himself to establish a 'marriage relationship'. During the period, assets are shared, and both parties do not need to pay travel expenses to each other. With the consent of both parties, the binding can be released. This card will succeed when activated, and is not affected by other effects, including the declaration of Supreme Monopoly."

The whole place was shocked.

OMG!

Uchida Yuuma became very excited and his face flushed.

"Senior! You did it! You did it! You did a great job!" The host almost burst into tears. He didn't expect that in addition to escaping the danger of being eliminated, he could also draw the strongest resurrection card in one fell swoop.

"Referee, I want to report, there is obviously something wrong with this person!" Shimazaki Nobunaga was stunned.

"There seems to be the presence of villains here. The power of hope and love is infinite, just like you achieved the feat of dying together with one breath before." Uchida Yuma waved his hand, "Compared to that, Senior is just one step further."

"No, he never lost a single dice throw..." Shimazaki Nobunaga hesitated.

"I've made up my mind. As an eliminated player, you should stop pointing fingers at other players in the game, or I will ban you from speaking." Uchida Yuma said coldly.

"..."

"Senior, please use the effect quickly and choose one person to bind." Uchida Yuma urged, rubbing his hands.

All players became cautious.

"Humph."

Yin Ze just snorted and pointed without hesitation at a certain agent, who was currently at the top of the wealth list.

"I want to be bound to Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, and from now on I will also enjoy discounts from the University of Tokyo and Kyoto University!"

Uchida Yuuma's smile disappeared.

"After I took away your assets, you quickly used this method to return them?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said with some sadness, as if he was facing a great enemy. "What kind of parasitic tactic is this... My sincere friend is willing to become a louse."

"Haha, this is so interesting, this special version of Monopoly." Taneda Risa couldn't help laughing, "It makes me more motivated, I have to be serious next time."

"The one who stands at the top of this game will definitely be me." Yin Ze said confidently.

Shimazaki Nobunaga covered his face. This game had completely turned into chaos.

Chapter 92: God’s Declaration

Hope is a sturdy crutch and patience is a travel bag. With them, one can embark on the eternal journey.

Red cherry blossom rain, gorgeous fiery red leaves, sleeping ancient temples——

The man was walking in the main hall of Rengeou-in Temple a second ago. There were thousands of standing Guanyin statues here, carved from cypress and wrapped in gold foil. Each statue had more than 20 pairs of arms, solemn and unforgettable. The next second, he was standing under the neon lights of Pontocho, Kyoto. With another step, he was already beside the Kamogawa River, living with the egrets in the river and looking at the sunset.

Then he sat in a small building, on the largest flower street, he looked down and saw the graceful figures of maiko and geisha walking along Hanami-koji.

The attractive and cheerful women couldn't help but look towards the small building, and when their eyes caught sight of the handsome man in white, their heartbeats accelerated uncontrollably and they were struck by a frenzy.

According to the legend, there was a handsome young man who started from scratch in his early years and built an unparalleled business empire. However, he was envied by God because he was too outstanding. Under the sword of fate, his huge family business fell apart overnight. However, the young man did not lose heart. Instead, he was a little better than God and snatched a piece of luck from the hands of God. From then on, he lived in seclusion in the city... Later, people could only occasionally hear news about the former number one man in the world.

All sorts of things.

For example, spending money like water in the red-light district, booking an entire block, and singing and dancing for three days without stopping.

For example, he spent a huge amount of money to buy the Kinkaku-ji Temple for several months just because he wanted to experience a lake view room with a historical atmosphere.

He even gave a lecture at Kyoto University, with the theme that "real elites should study at the Faculty of Letters of the University of Tokyo."

The current situation is chaotic, with many heroes emerging, but he is unique in his courage.

It seems like yesterday that Shimazaki Nobunaga's family drove away foreign enemies, guarded Kansai, and had the ambition to spread military power throughout the world. However, even a strong man like the Sixth Heaven Demon King could not defeat fate and finally fell in the flames of Honnoji Temple. Therefore, the deeds of Bai Yi Junsheng tearing the night apart and welcoming the sunrise are even more precious and domineering, and truly worthy of the reputation of a contemporary hero.

The air was filled with singing and dancing, the scent of rouge and wine.

This is a street that never sleeps, always brightly lit, never sad or pained.

The hoko carts carrying the gods were huge, and the old men riding on them were all dressed in white clothes with blue stripes. They moved slowly and solemnly in the sea of ​​people. In front and behind the carts were the chief priests who stepped on drums and held lanterns. The sound of Kagura music from all over the streets was endless, and fireworks lit up the night sky. Under the fireworks were pious faces with hope, which was sacred and grand.

Long blood-red silk threads were interspersed between the tall buildings, with banners tied tightly to them. Flowers, leaves and gold paper were thrown into the sky, creating a truly decadent rain curtain.

Chiyo barely made her way forward in the crowded crowd. She stuffed the rice ball into her mouth in a few gulps, stretched out her delicate palms, and carefully caught the falling colored paper. Her face was as pink as a peach, and was further enhanced by the red lights. Although her eyebrows and eyes had not yet fully grown, they were already very charming.

Countless people were waving to the small building, each of them full of love, as if they were calling out to their husband far away.

"What are they looking at?" Chiyo looked at the owner in confusion.

"Look at that real hero." The shop owner seemed to be annoyed by the noise of the singing and dancing, and said with his head tilted, "This festival is generously hosted by him. Anyone can participate for free and drink for free as long as they like."

Chiyo seemed to have heard of something similar. She stood on tiptoe and followed the gaze of the crowd, but could only see a vague white shadow of someone drinking wine on the small building.

"What is he doing?" Chiyo asked again.

"Drinking." The owner said simply.

"Drinking alone?" Chiyo was puzzled. If he was really a great man who stirred up the times, why would he be without someone to pour wine for him? Even the poorest drinker would not be ignored as long as he could pay, let alone someone who could hold such a festival?

"Who is qualified to pour wine for that adult?" The female shop owner exhaled a light blue mist and knocked out the dirt in the slender pipe. The mature woman chuckled charmingly, as if she was laughing at the immaturity of the child in front of her.

"Isn't it possible for Lady Mayu too?" Chiyo named the most beautiful person she knew.

"No way." said the female owner with a smile.

"But she is the most powerful courtesan."

"Yes, so at most the adult will take a look at you, but pouring wine is still far from enough." The female shop owner sighed.

"What? You're so high and mighty. How boring." Chiyo murmured in dissatisfaction. Lord Mayu even gave her candy today. He's a very good person.

"How can you say that to your benefactor?" Unexpectedly, the female owner hit the girl on the head sternly.

"Benefactor?" Chiyo was very puzzled.

"Yes, from today on, you are no longer a prostitute. That gentleman redeemed the freedom of all those who wanted to leave this street today. The content of this festival is - freedom." The female shop owner whispered.

Chiyo didn't quite understand for a moment, especially the word freedom. She just lowered her beautiful eyes, intertwined her fingers together, just like her twisted feelings, and said sadly, "But I was just sold to you by my parents."

"Yes, but that was a few days ago. After this festival, you can choose your life again. Whether you want to listen to the sound of the sea or see the snow on the mountains, it's up to you." said the female owner kindly.

"Me, am I among them too?" Chiyo was stunned for a moment.

"As long as you want to leave, that adult will help you." The female owner looked towards the small building.

"So, if it's all of them, how much would it cost?" Chiyo was shocked. She clumsily counted on her fingers, but she could only count in ten digits. The most expensive item she had was the fine cloth clothes given out by the store. She couldn't imagine the sky-high amount of money needed to buy the entire flower street.

She also couldn't understand this approach.

His loving mother still chose to sell him in exchange for food to feed his younger brother, and now, a person he had never met brought him back to freedom for free?

How could there be gifts in this world that could be obtained without paying a price? She had previously picked up some rotten firewood discarded by the neighbors in the village, and was cursed several times.

why.

Is it because he is, as everyone says, a hero who can even defy fate?

Chiyo didn't understand.

"You don't need to know the answer, just say thank you in your heart." The female owner seemed to know the girl's doubts.

"But he can't hear me like this." Chiyo said distressedly.

When working in a street that never sleeps, you must greet every customer with a smile, whether they are welcoming them into the store or seeing them off, no matter if they have bruises on their faces or if they are complained or scolded, you must remember to bow deeply and say thank you.

But for the real benefactor, do we just need to think about it?

"He doesn't need to hear it. He doesn't do these things to hear thanks." The female owner's voice became ethereal.

"Then what is he doing it for?" Chiyo asked subconsciously.

"I do not know either."

The usually tough and unrestrained female shop owner also revealed a confused and girlish expression. She slowly refilled her pipe, leaned against the doorpost, and looked in the direction of the small building in a daze. The vague white shadow repeated the action of raising the glass, without even glancing at the noisy and lively festival, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"...I don't know either." The female owner murmured again.

Chiyo suddenly thought, if anyone can leave if they want to, then is the owner one of them? It is said that the owner has been here for nearly 20 years. She was also abandoned and a low-level prostitute before, but she saved up step by step and finally became a person who took in prostitutes.

The girl hugged the arm of the woman who had taken care of her since she first arrived, and stared into the distance in silence.

That figure looks really lonely.

But even if it is never night, there will eventually be a bright tomorrow.

When a ray of early sunlight shone through the thick black curtain, the ceremony finally came to an end. The man in white finally stopped moving, stood up, and walked to the railing of the small building.

He seemed to smile at this flashy and tired long street. Immediately, countless carts loaded with coins were pushed by porters and began to clear the indentures from house to house. Even if there were people who wanted to fish in troubled waters, they would shrink their heads when they saw the neatly lined up guards. After all, they were not only heroes who had overcome fate, but also daimyo who had fought with Lord Nobunaga for the world. Even if they were no longer the strongest, they were still not to be offended.

Some people thought they would be trapped in the night here forever, and couldn't help but wipe away tears when facing the sunshine.

Chiyo didn't look at those things. She just tried hard to see the man's face clearly with the brilliant light of the sun.

Across the vast distance and time, she seemed to see it, but also seemed not to see it. In just a few seconds of trance, the white figure had disappeared in the small building, leaving behind an empty heart that had lost something.

"Go and pack your things. It's up to you whether you want to go back home or go somewhere else." The female owner woke up the girl who was in a daze.

"Where will that adult go?" Chiyo suddenly asked.

"I don't know, but the places he has appeared and the great deeds he has done will definitely reach your ears. The legend of using the world as a chessboard is about such a person." said the female shop owner.

"Then I will follow his steps." Chiyo raised her little face, her face full of determination, "I must thank him in person and pour wine for her."

The female shop owner laughed again, and laughed so hard that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. "You ignorant girl, you are just a prostitute who has just regained her freedom."

Chiyo looked at one of the thousands of colorful papers in her hand, folded it gently, and put it into her clothes.

The place we cannot reach is called far away, the world we cannot return to is called hometown, but what I have always longed for is a place farther than far.

Please wait for me.

Even many years, many years later.

I will see you again, warm your hands, and say thank you in person.

……

The air conditioner was humming, and the drinks on the table were already being refilled for the third time.

"Whose little girl is Chiyo?" Shimazaki Nobunaga scratched his hair, extremely curious.

"This is the name I gave to this NPC." Yin Ze stacked a small character card on the Huajie grid with gentle and slow movements.

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"Since the senior chose to invest heavily in the development of Flower Street, the influence of this grid has expanded by one grid on the left and right, and the income has increased by 30%. At the same time, you will get a district character card, which can be consumed to inspire a Eureka. It may be to add money, reduce the development cost of other areas, or transform the land. There is no limit to the content. It depends purely on the luck of the draw. However, this is a one-time consumption, don't think about triggering it multiple times." Uchida Yuma explained.

"Haha, why would I sacrifice Chiyo? Am I the kind of heartless person who would let down such admiration?" Yin Ze chuckled.

"Come on, it's so real. What kind of story is this? The time period is out of place. It's modern and Edo period. And why do you want to put me down?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was unhappy. "I am the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven. I am upright and upright. I am not a stepping stone."

"Let's consume it." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu suddenly spoke.

"Nonsense! I can't believe you would say such vicious words!" Yin Ze frowned.

"...Nonsense, you use my money to transform my land, and you won't even let me do anything?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was speechless.

"But you can't do such despicable things!" Yin Ze was very determined.

I think the story you made up is even more shameful... Shimazaki Nobunaga complained in his heart.