Look carefully, this is how realm is used!

Whether it is consumption or becoming stronger.

Shen Fuyuan, who has plans, must keep the golden box well. If the resentment is not allowed to escape, something bad will definitely happen.

It was fine when it was entangled with the earth veins, but now that the resentment has been completely separated, the danger contained is rapidly increasing.

As long as the divine talisman moves, the vibrant land and cities will turn into a horrific land of death, and even create ghosts and monsters, causing a scene of a hundred ghosts parading at night.

The reason why the above situation does not exist is that the divine talisman has not come to this world. Now we have the materials, know the methods, and the basic conditions have been met.

As for whether to do so, it depends on whether it is valuable. Shen Fuyuan is no longer the undead who lost his memories of his life and was picked up by the gods to live a leisurely life.

Even if it wasn't a space earthquake that killed the first elves who killed 150 million people, Shen Fuyuan could be said to have come all the way through a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

one thousand? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?

Or more?

The fate of the divine talismans was unclear, and he was too lazy to calculate them one by one.

Living in this world, we will always hurt or infringe upon the interests of others, and Shenfuyuan is just one of them.

Anyway, for Shen Fuyuan, if they have different opinions, they will be kicked out, or else they will be dealt with once and for all.

Only if you are prepared to be killed are you qualified to shoot.

Shen Fuyuan, who has realized this truth, will continue to move forward regardless of being hated or cursed by others.

Today's bloodiness is not the end, but a process.

Shenfuyuan also has positive emotions such as gentleness, kindness, and compassion. After all, those who can receive such treatment are very few.

As long as I am not dead, I will kill many more people.

A lot... a lot...

Looking at the Pandora's box, such a thought flashed through Shen Fuyuan's mind.

"Is there a problem?"

Honjo Erya walked over and saw that Shenfu Yuan seemed to be in a daze, and asked in confusion.

"Not really. I've worked hard for three months, and now I can finally relax."

After putting the golden box into the gap, Shen Fuyuan patted his clothes and said.

"Great!"

"This is my first time in China, I have to have fun!"

Honjo Niya, who hadn't thought about it, raised his hands and cheered.

"Ah."

After finishing the important work, Shen Fuyuan naturally agreed that the trip to the Celestial Empire could be considered as a vacation for Benjo Erya.

What was so grand yesterday has become dull today, and the person who made it all happen is nowhere to be found.

Chapter 198: Anyway, there is still a lot of time, why not slack off?

In the spacious room, the work table was crowded with various painting supplies, and the fluorescent light was bright enough to illuminate the entire table.

Sitting at the table, Nia Honjo holds a paintbrush and paints on a piece of paper about the size of B4.

Characters, backgrounds, and dialogue boxes...

After a while, it was gradually outlined.

"Death, death, death!"

"Why am I late with my manuscript again? I hate it!"

Honjo Nia complained as she painted. As an elf, she had light dark circles under her eyes and a look of fatigue on her face.

That's right, as a comics artist, she has a bad habit of never starting writing until the deadline.

As happy as I am in my free time, I feel as miserable when I’m rushing to finish my manuscripts.

Her brain and body were constantly strained, and she didn't dare to rest until the drawing was completed.

"Next time! Next time I must draw it in advance!"

This is the umpteenth time that Honjo Niya has made such an unreliable statement.

This is like a novel author who plans to update the novel in advance every day, but always fails to do so.

There is still a lot of time, so why not slack off?

In Honjo Nia's paintings, time passes little by little.

“Knock, knock—!”

After several knocks on the door, Zi walked in with a cup of brewed coffee on a tray in her hand.

"Here's the coffee you asked for, Erya."

"Please enjoy your meal."

Zi entered the bedroom and placed the steaming coffee on a corner of the work table.

"Thanks, Xiao Xiao Zi!"

After looking at the results of his hard work and estimating the remaining workload, Honjo Niya put down his brush for the time being to give himself some time to drink coffee.

"If you're alright, we'll go first."

After delivering the refreshing coffee, Zi left the bedroom without disturbing anyone else.

Honjo Niya held the handle of the cup, gently blew away the floating white smoke, and then took a small sip.

The bitter yet fragrant drink enters your mouth, passes through your throat and reaches your stomach, dispelling some of your fatigue.

"Don't leave so quickly, come and chat with me."

Although he really wanted to drink, Honjo Niya didn't want to fall asleep in the middle of writing.

"If you want me to be your assistant, I'm sorry I can't do it. Lord Yuan said it himself."

Zi stopped and explained in advance.

"I know, just chatting."

"Xiao Zi has a really bad taste. She knows how hard I am working on my manuscript, but she still enjoys watching the fun."

Wearing red-framed plain glasses, Honjo Niya scratched her hair carelessly. If Zi was willing to help, she wouldn't be so exhausted.

"Master Yuan's orders are above all else."

"Even if he's not here."

Zi said with a smile.

"Tsk, you're really loyal, Xiao Xiao Zi, don't you have your own ideas?"

Honjo Nia looked like she was eating a lemon.

A beautiful maid who is good at housework, obedient, knowledgeable, and good at fighting.

This kind of setting that only exists in the two-dimensional world is something that Benjo Niya simply cannot refuse!

"Eiya, you may have misunderstood. I am not like a normal person. I have no soul and emotions."

"My existence is all for Master Yuan."

Zi's ​​smile never faded, even when talking about her own affairs.

"Even if I die?"

Even though he knew that bringing it up might lead to embarrassment, Honjo Niya still couldn't help himself.

"That's right, I've never changed. I'm just a useful tool."

"We will not refuse anything Master Yuan asks us to do, just like taking care of you."

Zi thought for a moment, then gave an analogy.

"We're not even living creatures, just special shikigami. If not tools, what are we?"

"Besides, this beautiful and noble appearance, including the name, is not ours, but belongs to Master Yuan."

The emotionless Zi didn't care at all and continued speaking in a flat tone.

"Xiao Zi, you're such a jerk! They've already molded you into a human form, why don't you just become a human completely?"

"If this kind of background were put into the second dimension, it would be a tragedy waiting for the protagonist to save her. Xiao Zi is definitely the villain."

Honjo Nia pinched her nose. She had originally planned to chat to relieve her fatigue, but things became complicated instead.

"You don't need to worry about this, Erya. If you want to use this to persuade Master Yuan, I'm sure you will fail."

"Besides my steadfast style of action tempered by time, it's also because Master Yuan had already determined my position when he created me."

Zi said objectively.

"...I shouldn't have started it. I was wrong."

Honjo Nia covered her head with one hand. Even after learning about Zi's situation, she found it hard to accept it all at once.

A beautiful, elegant, and caring older sister with long black hair, how could you not treat her as a human being but as a cold tool?

To be fair, the beneficiary, Honjo Niya, couldn't do it, but she had no way to change the facts unless she asked Shenfu Yuan to take action.

However, over the past year and a half, Shen Fuyuan's obedience gave Benjo Erya a wrong impression.

The one-sided description of monsters in comics is completely incomparable to reality.

Although Shen Fuyuan behaves like an ordinary person in normal times, he actually exhibits inhuman ideas.

It is not exaggerated, but hidden in it, with the normal mixed with the incongruity.

At this time, when Honjo Nia thought carefully, she felt a little bit of the abnormality of the monster, which made her feel creepy.

I seem to be a little naive, even though my past was no less than hell.

"Let's not talk about this. Xiao Zi is still busy?"

Honjo Niya has calmed down and the topic of conversation has shifted from the Shikigami to the owner.

More than ten days have passed since I returned from the Celestial Empire.

The first thing Shen Fuyuan did when he came back was to go into the gap alone to do his work and he never came out once.

"It's normal."

Zi was used to Shen Fuyuan's occasional disappearances, and she just had to do her best.

The second person in this article was speechless.

The interactions between people are mutually influential.

As for Shen Fuyuan, Honjo Niya found that her involvement seemed to be very rare, so little that only the proclamation could serve as a point of contact.

On the contrary, Honjo Niya himself went from being suspicious of Shenfu Yuan at first and not being used to living with others to now having a certain degree of trust and habit in him.

Daily life seems to be inseparable from Zi's care.

In case the DEM Club attacks, place your hopes on Shen Fu Yuan early.

"In the end, I was the one most affected. It doesn't feel good!"

Honjo Nia held the cup and wailed with his head in his hands.

"Erya, you should just continue painting."

Feeling that the chat was enough, Zi turned around and ignored Benjo Niya, and left with the tray.

Honjo Nia looked up at the alarm clock and was panicked to find that the scheduled break time had exceeded.

"not good!"

After drinking the cold coffee in one gulp, Honjo Niya quickly picked up her pen to start drafting. While drawing, she inexplicably recalled Zi's usual behavior.

Putting aside the soul, no matter from which perspective, it cannot be seen that Zi is an emotionless puppet.

Shikigami and Yokai... Tools and Users...