Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

This is the body of a young man.

The grunting sound appeared again, and someone dragged the corpse and disappeared from Tojo Aoi's sight.

Tojo Aoi was a little disappointed. She listened closely and the breathing clearly indicated the other person's gender.

It's a man, not Mori Yuesa.

So...contacts?

Putting her left hand on the gun, Tojo Aoi clenched her teeth and loaded the pistol as quietly as possible.

But the sound was still made.

Click.

A crisp metallic sound rang out in the quiet corridor!

In an instant, the man in the house seemed to be alert!

After a slight collision with the corner of the table, the sound of gunfire was heard, just like that of Tojo Aoi.

Click!

There was a long silence.

Tojo Aoi hid behind the wall and opened her red lips slightly: "Who is it?"

pat.

The sound of something falling.

Then, a familiar voice, excited yet deliberately suppressed, came from inside the house: "Lord Aoi!"

The man cried with joy: "Master Tojo Aoi! I am Noguchi Tadashi!"

Turn around the wall and into the classroom.

A bloody and dirty man was looking at Tojo Aoi with great joy.

At his feet lay the bodies of several men and women, all with bullet holes between their eyebrows.

The man had long hair that was twisted into a braid at the junction of his neck and back. Two strands of black hair fell on both sides of his forehead. He had narrow eyes and a high nose bridge.

The man who should have been handsome now threw away the gun in his hand and stood there stupidly as if he had seen his mother.

"Lord Aoi! You came to save me?!"

Moved by the trembling voice, the young man fell to his knees with a bang, his face full of tears.

"Lord Aoi, you actually! You actually ignored your own safety... and came to save me!"

What are you talking about, fool.

Tojo Aoi blinked, and while the man was moved, she began to think about other things.

If Yuesha is not here...is she on the second floor?

Tojo Aoi didn't want to interrupt the man who was feeling moved, so she turned around, closed the classroom door first, then pulled the tables and chairs to block it, and then put the gun back in place.

"Noguchi, are you hurt?"

There was a huge scar on Noguchi Tadashi's shoulder that was visible to the naked eye, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. The flesh and blood that was rolled outward was mixed with white fat.

“It’s a contact.”

The man kneeling on the ground turned pale. Although he was still moved by Tojo Aoi's behavior, years of training and past experiences were enough to make him adjust his mentality.

"I found several contacts who tried to stop me and assimilate me."

The young man frowned his delicate eyebrows, stood up and pulled out a chair for Tojo Aoi.

"There are no way to kill all the bugs, and..."

After wiping the seat clean, the man respectfully asked Tojo Aoi to sit down, then stood upright beside her and reported: "It seems that every contact has the ability to control the insect swarm and connect with each other."

"They are very swarm-like. I think they are life forms with swarm consciousness."

Hive consciousness, also known as swarm thinking or swarm consciousness, is often mentioned in some science fiction movies - swarm, collective, consciousness.

This collective thinking is terrifying:

In a large group, each individual has independent thinking - but not completely independent.

On top of this, there is a powerful consciousness controlling them.

Just like a queen.

In other words, you think you are facing one enemy, but in fact, you are facing an entire communication network and consciousness connecting all enemies.

They will follow the same will and, under the command of the highest consciousness, will be fearless and brave and will continue to fight.

Trouble.

Aoi Tojo gritted her teeth and fiddled with the gun in her hand with a sad face.

"Lord Aoi..."

Noguchi Tadashi was a little frustrated: "I seemed to see Ms. Mori come in, but she... disappeared in the blink of an eye"

"A layer of fog is getting thicker and thicker. I can only——"

Tojo Aoi forced a smile and did not blame Noguchi Tadashi: "You tried your best."

"Please let me go to the second floor!"

Noguchi Tadashi stood straight, with a certain emotion condensed on his delicate face:

"Please leave here quickly! I will continue to go to the second and third floors until I bring Miss Mori Yuesha out safely!"

Tojo Aoi opened her mouth and was about to say something...

A powerful wave penetrated the entire building!

Bang!

Click!Click!

In the ears of the master and servant, the sound of fine glass shattering exploded one after another!

In the field of vision, space began to fold, like the prism of a kaleidoscope, colorless but flickering.

Noguchi Tadashi, who was facing a powerful enemy, only took a second to protect Tojo Aoi behind him.

The well-trained man showed no sign of being delicate and immature on his face. Instead, he extremely professionally pulled out the combat dagger from his leg and leaned forward slightly - while holding the gun in his right hand, his whole breath instantly stabilized.

He was ready and looked around carefully.

breathe……

breathe…

The shattering sound faded away, leaving only the breathing of the two people.

half an hour.

"Noguchi."

Tojo Aoi stood up, patted the young man on the shoulder, then walked to the window and looked out.

"We...can't get out."

She pointed to the swarm of insects outside.

A sea of ​​black, roaring tentacles, like a tide, spread madly outside the building - they rushed towards the celebration square, the playground track, and the woods.

Rushing to the whole world.

And a seemingly invisible wall cleverly separates and blocks the swarm of insects in the haze.

It's like two worlds.

"Some kind of barrier...?"

Walking to the window, Noguchi Tadashi muttered to himself.

Chapter 41 The Power of the First Ritualist

When Usami Reiko and her group arrived, the fog had gradually dissipated.

Several bulletproof police cars were parked in front of the school gate, and special police officers armed with live ammunition filed out of the cars and lined up in a well-trained manner.

The school leaders came out in a panic and, at Bai Ju's signal, began to evacuate the crowd.

“Everyone must be evacuated within 20 minutes.

I will go in with Minister Usami and Sakai Takahiro."

Bai Ju looked at the crowd that was leaving in a hurry and gave instructions to his deputy beside him.

"You don't have to—"

The deputy looked very unhappy. He glanced at Usami Reiko thoughtfully and whispered to stop her. Bai Ju's deputy had complicated feelings about Usami Reiko.

"I'll go with you."

Bai Ju shook his head in denial and patted his shoulder: "Next time."

……

The fog was right in front of them. The three tiny figures disappeared in the gray mist in an instant like stones thrown into the deep sea, leaving not even a trace of their backs to the people outside.

"I remember, it's here?"

Usami Reiko opened the map and the three of them were facing a forest of giant trees.

She came over and showed the two people the map location on the screen: "It shows that we are already at the foot of the newly built teaching building..."

Where is the building? Where is the building?

Bai Ju turned his head vigilantly - this was the place where the three people had just left, and it seemed that they had not gone far.

They seem to be going in circles?

The flower beds on the roadside were planted with seasonal green plants and a few shabby stalls, but the stall owners had left the school long ago under the evacuation of the special police.

Is it because of the map or the fog?

Bai Ju opened his rough palm, and a layer of wet gray water stains hung stickily on it.

"Sakai, give it a try. We don't have time to hang around on the periphery."

Although in the realm of chaos, the ritualists on the side of order cannot absorb mysterious supplies from space, it is obviously worse to keep spinning in place. At this time, energy cannot be stingy.

Sakai Takashi nodded, walked to the edge of the flower bed and squatted down gently.

In an instant, it seemed as if a dark green mouth had grown somewhere in the man's heart - it began to breathe greedily in big gulps, and there were a few crisp sounds of roots breaking after breaking through the soil, and the light grass-colored scent dissipated in the gray-white mist.

Sakai Takashi unfolds the mystery.

【Gardener (Order):

They have always been there.

【Feed and tame it, or... set it free and hug it. 】

【Time is the best cultivation. 】

【ability:

【Cold Compliments (Origin):

[Gardeners who are proficient in natural language can briefly ask questions and communicate with plants. ]

[Of course, this does not guarantee that he will get an answer. ]

[No one likes to be nagged, and neither do plants.]

【cost:

[You cannot eat any plants until you die.]

【Try to be a carnivore. 】