MTL - Demon Slayer: The Beginning of the Game Opens the Way of Reward for Diligence-Chapter 16

As early as after the Fuji Xishan assessment was over, he realized that he might have encountered a bottleneck.

Sure enough, this time's progress brought him not only physical strength, but more importantly, the improvement of his sensory system.

"This is... a harbinger of penetrating the world? If it goes on like this, it won't wake up the stripes..."

After realizing this, Lin Yu hurriedly stabilized his breathing rhythm.

You must know that the lifespan of the swordsman after awakening the stripes will be drastically shortened, he does not want to die young.

[System Tip: After your body has been transformed, it is far beyond ordinary people, and there will be no physical restrictions during the ascension process. 】

Lin Yu's pupils suddenly enlarged.

Yes, he has been transformed, so the load he can bear is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. The restrictions like the transparent world should not exist on him.

…

At this moment, outside the butterfly house.

"Sister, I want to go with you too."

"No, Xiao Ren, you haven't even forged the sun blade, it's very dangerous."

Butterfly Chanahui reluctantly refused her sister's request.

A loud bang shocked both sisters.

The voice came from the dojo, and the two sisters looked at each other and quickly ran over.

When they got to the dojo, all the sisters were stunned by the sight they saw.

Inside the training ground, all the life-sized gourds placed on the ground were all smashed to the ground. A very burly figure stood on the ground, holding a large gourd in his arms. This was the fourth one, and I saw him trying hard. Blow, with a bang, the gourd seemed to be smashed by a hammer from the sky, and it shattered directly into pieces.

"This guy…"

"Has it grown to this point?"

A horrified expression appeared on Butterfly Shinobi's face, while Butterfly Chana Hui smiled awkwardly, and sweat could not help oozing out of his forehead.

Butterfly Ninja participated in the team training these days, and naturally didn't know anything about what happened in the dojo.

Few people in the entire ghost killing team knew that there was a freak in Butterfly House, and only a few people, including Butterfly Chanahui, had mastered this top-secret information.

It is no exaggeration to describe Lin Yu's progress at a rapid rate. His strength is not in how well he has practiced breathing, but in something more tangible, like a rock pillar in Beimingyu Xingming In the same way, use the flesh to the extreme.

In the process of using the breathing method, the body temperature of ordinary people will rise rapidly, but using the breathing method for such a long time to do some strenuous exercise is also obvious to the body's load.

Strictly speaking, the peak lifespan of swordsmen is only rounded up to the age of 30. This is the price they have to pay, even if it is a pillar, there is a limit.

Butterfly Chanahui tried to use the breath of flowers to guide Lin Yu. Her speed actually surpassed Lin Yu's at first, but in the process of using it for a long time, she found that Lin Yu's physical strength far exceeded hers imagine.

Three hours, four hours, five hours…

During such a long period of high-intensity exercise, Lin Yu's speed not only did not weaken, but instead gradually increased, his physical strength seemed to be endless.

Guiding such a monster is nothing short of a disaster.

"Lord Style."

After seeing Butterfly Chanahui, Lin Yu showed a very gentle smile as usual, a little childish.

But... this is a child of about 1.75 meters, covered with hard muscles, even Butterfly Ninja, has a creepy feeling.

"Sister, are you going to take this guy?"

Butterfly Ninja said in disbelief.

"Um."

Butterfly Chanel nodded with a smile.

"Why, I can't understand it at all, this guy didn't even pass the selection!"

"Well... the situation is a bit complicated, Xiao Ren, please bear with it at home. Sister will be back soon."

The two sisters, your words and my words made Lin Yu a little bewildered.

Is this... what's the matter?

Soon, something that made Lin Yu even more puzzled happened.

A brand new sun blade was placed in front of him.

The shape of the sun blade is very strange, completely different from the general slender style. The blade surface is at least two or three times wider. Strictly speaking, it is more like a machete.

"This is a sun wheel knife forged by Master Iron Mound of the Swordsmith's Village."

"This is for me?"

Lin Yu sat upright on the tatami, frowned, a little puzzled.

Butterfly Chanahui nodded and smiled: "Lin Jun, you can try it first, if it doesn't work, you can go back and rebuild it."

Butterfly Ninja on the side lowered his head, with a confused, puzzled, and annoyed look on his face, but with this cute face, no matter what kind of expression it shows, it makes people look pleasing to the eye.

"I can't understand, Master Style, I shouldn't be an official team member yet, why would someone forge a sun blade for me?"

"Sorry, Lin Jun, I can't tell you the reason yet, but don't look at me like this, I don't have such privileges."

Chapter 30 Heading to Tokyo

The smile on Butterfly Chanel's face is somewhat mysterious.

"Did Rintaki-sensei send the letter again?"

Lin Yu's intuition is very keen, Kanae's guidance during this period should have been in correspondence with Rintaki Zuojin, and the Ghost Killing Team can make such a decision to build a sun-knife for him, a non-staff person, I'm afraid it has something to do with his master.

However, Kanai Hui didn't reveal the answer, and she seemed to be a little unspeakable, but it was not easy for Lin Yu to ask questions.

In general, he felt that he should have been valued by the Ghost Killing Team. He could use some resources, and also obtained his own Sun Wheel Knife. There was no harm.

"Lin Jun, there is one more thing, can you go with me to participate in the mission of the subordinate place?"

'what? The outside world is very dangerous. ’

go out?

It is impossible for Lin Yu to go out in this life.

Strictly speaking, Butterfly House has become his second home. He still has a lot of room for improvement. After practicing every day, he takes a medicinal bath, and Aunt Keiko will arrange corresponding supplements for him. The growth rate of his body is faster than that of him. Sagiriyama didn't know how much faster it was before.

But he tried it just now. His current practice is still far from the legendary opening pattern and transparent world, but the perception system is a little clearer. As for seeing things like blood flow, it is even more Nothing to talk about.

"Sister, why do you use this attitude? It's like begging this guy. The resources of the Butterfly House are all used by the soldiers who have contributed to the ghost killing team. During this time, he alone consumed two The resources of ten people, if it is not for the face of Lintaki trainer..."

"Little Ninja."

Butterfly Chanahui glanced at her sister helplessly.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Rintaki Zukinji. It was ordered and decided by a man who can decide the future of the Ghost Slayer team. Butterfly Chana Hui is only responsible for providing Lin Yu-related information, and Lin Yu's own value... Fuji Kaishan You can open one eye and close the other.

"Those who don't work don't eat."

Lin Yu stretched out his hand to the sun blade on the table, and the eyes of the two sisters also shifted to him at the same time.

"The master said this when he taught me. If Master Huazhu thinks I can do it, then I will try my best to see how well I can do it."

Butterfly Chanel Megumi admired the color, smiled and nodded.

Butterfly Ninja obediently closed her mouth. Lin Yu seemed to be much braver than she thought. Before, she always thought that the reason why this guy always stayed in the butterfly house and didn't leave is to use cultivation as an excuse to avoid evil Ghost, after all, the seriously wounded soldiers on weekdays are eager to recover as soon as possible to kill ghosts, but Lin Yu has no will in this regard.

Although Lin Yu doesn't know why Chanahui specially took him to perform the task, it is clear that there are many people who are good at assisting in the ghost killing team, including the current Butterfly Ninja, who can be regarded as the best candidate. , but the current situation cannot tolerate Lin Yu's refusal.

He knows how much resources he spent for free.

There is no such thing as a pie in the sky in this world. If you want to enjoy resources, you must pay corresponding obligations. Now is the time for him to show his own value.

Lin Yu does not refuse equivalent exchange.

Either take money or take life.

"So, Mr. Style, where are we going next?"

"Tokyo."

"Tokyo? Isn't that the area in charge of Mr. Yanzhu Purgatory?"

Lin Yu was puzzled. He could occasionally get the internal information of the Ghost Killing Team from Mako these days, and he naturally knew clearly the areas that each column level was responsible for.

Purgatory Makijuro is the master of the Ghost Killing Team, so there is no reason for Megumi Chana to go.

Butterfly Chanel nodded with a very sad look.

"Yeah, but...Mr. Purgatory has recently resigned from the post of Yanzhu, and I am now in charge of the Tokyo area."

'what? Is it so sudden? ’

Lin Yu was surprised for a while. He integrated the timeline a little, and found that it seemed that it was not far from the time when Purgatory Xing Shoulang became a new generation of Yanzhu and the comprehensive blood change of the Ghost Killing Team.

This generation of ghost hunters is the last generation, and it is also the most miserable generation. It is really about to be completely wiped out.

There's not much time left for him.

…

Ghost Killing Squad Purgatory.

"go away"

A rude voice sounded from the courtyard, and the people were scared to retreat.

Since the recent death of his wife, the master's temper has become more and more irritable. Not only has he resigned from Yanzhu's post, but he has also been idle at home, beating and scolding others at every turn.

"elder brother."

Under the eaves of the porch, the boy in the Ghost Slayer uniform with white fiery red patterned feather weave touched the head of the child beside him.

The two were very similar in appearance, with fiery red hair, just like their father.

The purgatory family has shouldered the post of the ghost killing team Yanzhu for generations. As the current Yanzhu, the purgatory Makijurou suddenly fell into a state of depression. He has resigned from the ghost killing team Yanzhu in the past few days. Leisure at home, and occasionally go out to get drunk.

And that passionate young man is his son, the current A-level player Purgatory Kyojuro.

"Father."

Purgatory Xingjulang stood outside the sliding door. The room was messy, with smashed things all around, exuding a strong smell of wine.

"Go away!"

The same roar sounded from the room, with a hint of drunkenness.

"Father, there is a suspected incident of evil spirits hurting people in downtown Tokyo."

"That kind of thing, whatever, get out of the way! Don't disturb me drinking!"

"I know, I will become Yanzhu, father."

After Purgatory Kyojurou left, the man in the room was holding a jug in his hand, his eyes were red and he raised his head.

In the dark and empty room, a photo frame was placed on the table in the center, with a picture of a woman on it.

That's his wife, the mother of Kyojuro and Chijuro.

"what!"

The man hoarsely put the jug in his hand on the ground again viciously, those eyes that were always fiery had already lost their purpose at this moment, lost all meaning of life, and became dazed, irritable, and desperate.

"elder brother."

Purgatory Kyojuro turned around and touched the head of his crying brother with a smile. There was no haze on his energetic face.

"It's alright, Qianjurou, I will become Yanzhu and take on the responsibility of a father!"

…

The icy moon hangs high in the sky.

On the clock tower, the hands are ticking, overlooking the whole city.

Neon lights illuminate the streets, and trams pass by, exuding the smell of industrialized coal. The hawkers carrying cigarettes walked in the streets and alleys where people came and went, looking enviously at the successful people and ladies in suits and leather shoes on the carriage.

"Purgatory, the hunt is about to start, how long will it take for you to arrive?"

The long spear was hanging outside, the corner of a serrated mouth raised slightly under the scope, and the number engraved in those red-red pupils was a shock.