"Crackle, crackle …"
Accompanied by the familiar sound of glass breaking, Sei Itō's figure appeared in the apartment in the main world.
"Huh ~" Sei Itō exhaled softly, "What a long trip."
Then he returned to his bedroom, threw himself on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.
He slept for more than ten hours, and it was not until the next night that he got up from the bed again.
Sei Itō, who was sitting on the bed, calmed down, flipped his hand, and threw a small black ball to the ground.
In an instant, several laser rays shot out from the small black ball, weaving into a rectangular virtual optical screen in mid-air, and appeared in front of Sei Itō's eyes.
Then Sei Itō's fingers swiped and operated on the screen.
"What is the meaning of this group of Orion Empire people? Are they traveling or what? They actually stayed in the orbit of Jupiter and Earth. Can't they have the spirit of an invader? And the fleet of the Milky Way Federation as well. Is Mars so good that they even settled down there … What happened to the cosmic aid? What happened to the humanitarian aid? Was it all blown away by the wind? " After a while, Sei Itō, who found that these two groups of aliens stayed in the universe for some reason, couldn't help but complain.
"But this is also good. It's convenient for me to take action. At least there's a lot of time."
Thinking of this, Sei Itō grabbed the ground with one hand, and the small black ball that cut off the laser rays, spontaneously flew into Sei Itō's palm and disappeared into the air. Then he stood up. He simply tidied up his appearance, left the room, and walked out of the apartment.
Speaking of which. Since he moved back here, it seems that he hasn't gone out for a long time. He didn't know what the current society was like.
Out of curiosity, Sei Itō strolled on the street.
After some careful observation, Sei Itō also vaguely noticed the changes in society.
In general, there were three changes. First, the power of the clergy had increased, and they were no longer respected on the surface like before. At least, the few guys that Sei Itō saw by chance just now, every passerby would spontaneously make way for them and salute them. They didn't dare to neglect them. From the looks of it, they seemed to have a higher status than the government's civil servants.
Second, there were more missionaries on the street, even if they looked like white-collar workers and social elites. After grabbing you, they would ask if you would like to become a believer of some great god. Then, they would tell you about the benefits of believing in this god … Just like the salesmen in my previous life. In just a short while, Ito Seiji was stopped by at least three of these guys to advertise him.
But fortunately, he didn't know if there was some kind of agreement. Still, no one used coercion or intimidation to force people to join the church, and it was easy to get rid of them.
Third, the outside of the buildings on the street, who knows when, had a divine light representing a certain god, indicating that the shop belonged to a certain god. It was like dividing the underworld into different areas, which made people a little speechless.
Other than that. The general social environment was the same as before. The pedestrians on the street were still the same, the traffic was like a tide, the police, and free men and women were all around, and the social order was still stable. It was just that the content broadcast on the surrounding buildings and billboards had changed. They were all replaced with advertisements promoting a certain god.
For the sake of faith, they would do anything, and they were also very up-to-date.
"Although there are more 'gods,' the foul air above the city hasn't decreased much." Sei Itō looked up at the black smoke floating in the sky that ordinary people couldn't see with their naked eyes, and whispered.
"Boom!"
However, at this moment, a violent explosion suddenly came from the street not far away.
Sei Itō's expression froze, and he curiously went over. Some of the passersby were the same as him.
Sure enough, people from all countries and ethnic groups were the same when it came to things like watching.
After a while, Sei Itō came to the place where the explosion came from.
He saw that in the center of the scene that was surrounded by people from afar, two overturned cars were on the ground, and there was a raging fire on top of them. Two men dressed as white-collar elites stood next to the burning cars. One of them had a gaze full of ridicule, while the other had a gaze full of resentment.
"Kid, why don't you take a look at where you are? Is this a place where you should be?" The man with a gaze full of ridicule said lightly.
"The gods have agreed that faith is free, and each person can gather believers with their own ability. Why can't I be here?" The slightly younger man said with a face full of resentment.
With just two simple sentences, Sei Itō roughly understood what was going on between the two.
If he guessed correctly, the man with a face full of resentment didn't care about the existence of the unspoken rules. He naively thought that preaching was really like what the gods had agreed, where everyone relied on their own ability, and there was no regional division. That's why he came from a small place to Tokyo to 'build a career'. Then, he didn't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, but he was caught by this guy and had a conflict.
As for the two cars, they were probably the victims of the conflict.
"Why? Because we believe in Amaterasu Omikami! "The man said proudly.
As a believer of the Master of the Plateau, he did have the right to be proud. After all, Tokyo had long been covered by the faith of Amaterasu Omikami. Even Tokugawa Ieyasu, the Guardian God of Japan, who could also preach around Tokyo, couldn't stand in front of Amaterasu, let alone other small gods.
Speaking of gods, the young man's expression immediately became sluggish, but he still stubbornly said, "The gods have agreed that preaching depends on one's own ability. Let's see who's the real deal."
"Boy, don't refuse to drink wine only to drink a forfeit." The slightly older man's expression changed, and said with a gloomy face.
"Are you afraid?" The young man who felt that the older man didn't have any ability raised his head and said confidently.
"Boy, since you're looking for death, then don't blame me! Come out, Ghost Dog! "The older man's expression became ruthless, and he immediately made a hand sign with both hands and shouted.
In an instant, a long horn was heard, and a blue-skinned evil spirit with a long horn on its forehead appeared beside the older man.
Obviously, this blue-skinned evil spirit was the Ghost Dog he was talking about. Although this method of summoning shikigami was a skill of the Onmyojis, and not a divine official, in this world of gods, without the protection of the gods, they could only submit to the gods and become the vanguard and cheap thugs of their respective forces.
Seeing the blue-skinned evil spirit summoned by the older man, the young man's expression changed slightly, and he made a few hand signs with a solemn face, and then shouted in a low voice, "My lord, please show yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of cherry blossoms that came out of nowhere suddenly appeared beside the young man. Then, a katana that was shorter than half of the katana and looked very suitable for women appeared in the young man's hand. He grasped it tightly.
"Ghost Dog, go, kill him!" The older man ordered.
Ghost Dog who received the order yelled loudly, and like a black shadow, it instantly appeared in front of the young man, and stretched out its big hand with sharp fingernails to grab the young man's head.
The young man's pupils contracted, and he shouted, "Hide!" His body immediately turned into a pile of flowers, and he escaped from the blue-skinned evil spirit's attack, and then suddenly appeared behind Ghost Dog, and swung his katana at Ghost Spring's neck.
In an instant, a white light filled with a sense of holiness flashed, and a rootless fire burned on the blue-skinned evil spirit's body, and almost in the blink of an eye, it was burned into a cloud of black gas, and disappeared into the air.
"Pfft!"
As the owner of the evil spirit, the older man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned ashen.
At this moment, the young man didn't show any mercy, and appeared in front of the older man in a flash, and pointed the tip of his sword at the older man's throat, and said indifferently, "You've lost."
"Kid, do you know the consequences of your actions?" The older man's expression was gloomy, and his voice was full of threat.
"I only know that I've obtained the right to spread the name of my lord." The young man said with a somewhat smug expression.
"Good, very good, I'll remember you." The older man said.
At this moment, accompanied by the sound of a propeller, a helicopter painted with the logo of the Ministry of Environment flew over the two of them, and hovered in the air. Then, the cabin door opened, and several Ministry of Environment staff in black combat suits jumped out.
However, what surprised Sei Itō was that he actually saw a familiar face in this group of people. That person was none other than the head of the Ministry of Environment's second department, Kobayu Kobayashi.
"The two of you, I'm now arresting you in the name of using superpowers for no reason and disturbing public order. Please cooperate with me." Kobayu Kobayashi looked at the two people in front of him and said politely, without any of the arrogance and haughtiness that he had when he arrested Sei Itō and suppressed Don Ito.
It seemed that under the oppression of the Shinto forces, the position of the Ministry of Environment had become much more awkward.
"Scram, the only ones who can punish me are my lord and the Grand Priest. You guys have no right to arrest me." The older man rudely pushed away a female staff member who had walked up to him, and said fiercely.
The woman who was pushed away had no choice but to turn her head to look at her own head. However, before she could make a decision, another voice that sounded much more polite, but had the same meaning rang in her ears.
"Please show me the order of cooperation given by the Shinto, otherwise, please forgive me for not being able to comply."
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