Some Japanese-style garden in Tokyo.

The clear water flows slowly into the bamboo tube through the stone path chiseled in advance on the rockery in the courtyard. When the amount of water accumulates to a certain extent, the bamboo tube tilts, hitting the stones beside it, making a crisp, rhythmic sound, making this quiet night deeper and deeper.

"Ahem~"

The extremely pale young man lay in the bedding on the tatami and kept coughing, as if the cold sweat kept coming out of his face due to weakness on his distorted face, which was as if he had a nightmare.

Beside him, a plump woman in a kimono was holding a hot towel and carefully wiping her sweat. She turned her head from time to time to pay attention to the data on the medical devices next to her.

"What's going on? I was still very healthy when I met him yesterday. Why did it become like this after just one night?"

The man outside the room was wearing a gray-black Haori, his eyes were on the young man's painful face, and his brows were furrowed.

"On Lord Iwata, after diagnosis, Mr. Takuro was not sick, but had too much blood loss. Theoretically, just eat more blood-enhancing food to condition for a period of time to recover, but..."

The doctor next to him pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Just what?"

"When I was diagnosing Mr. Takuro, I found several wounds on him. I think you should take a look."

Take out an audio-visual stick from your pocket, and the doctor clicked on a few photos stored therein with a strange expression.

The content in the photo is without exception. It is a circular wound with a diameter of about three centimeters. It is not a simple round artifact, but a round wound. There are more than a dozen small gaps inside, as if someone is holding a knife and using the edge of this circle as the boundary, constantly piercing into the flesh of a person's body.

"I found five wounds in Master Takuro. In fact, if the blood loss is more serious, it may cause organ death, although the prosthesis can be replaced..."

"I don't allow the replacement of the prosthetic body. Those cold equipment is depriving the meaning of life... Don't talk about this here, let Takuro have a good rest, Yako, I'll leave it to you."

Hearing the change of prosthetic body, the middle-aged man's face almost instantly became gloomy. He raised his hand to stop the doctor from continuing to speak, and looked at his son in the room and the woman who cared for him and said.

After the person outside the room left, the woman got up and pulled up the door to prevent the night wind from blowing in early spring to aggravate the young people's illness.

However, when she returned to the same place, wrung the hot towel in the wooden barrel again, and picked up the young man's hand to help him wipe his arms, she unexpectedly found that some dark red dirt appeared on his face inexplicably.

As a maid serving the young man, she subconsciously planned to wipe off the dirty things with a towel, but when she reached her hand halfway, she found that a wound suddenly bloomed on the young man's face.

As shown on the audiovisual stick in the doctor's hand before, the wound was round and there were a large number of dense and mixed gaps in the middle.

But what is strange is that no blood splashed out at the location of the wound.

There is a wound on the flesh, how can there be no blood? This is unreasonable.

She wanted to shout, but her extreme fear made her lose her voice. In the end, all she could do was to move towards the door with trembling all over.

Smack ~

The bamboo tube outside the door was knocking on the stone again.

Suddenly, the wound on the young man's face disappeared.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that the wound is recovered, but that it is blocked by some scarlet, wriggling, jelly-like weird body that the woman cannot describe in words.

“Ha~Haha~”

A sudden sneer sounded in the room, and she swore that she had never heard such a low, disgusting sneer in her life.

Maybe she should cherish it, after all, some people will never hear such laughter in their lifetime.

In fact, this is the last time she has heard laughter in her life.

......

The mechanical geisha with a slim figure was walking towards the other end of the hotel corridor in wooden clogs, wearing bright red kimono.

A square bun with a wooden hairpin is inserted, and a red round spot that occupies one-third of the area is printed on the center of the extremely pale face. The strong color contrast can easily attract people's attention, even Zhu Jue is no exception.

"Welcome, I wish you a happy meal~"

When she crossed her with Zhu Jue and Kawakami Kurasuke, the square wooden tray in her hand was folded upside down on her chest, greeting the two with a standard and elegant demeanor.

Zhu Jue didn't have much emotion on his face, he held a wind chime in his arms, and his eyes did not stay on the mechanical geisha for too long. He soon noticed the girl wearing a pink coat and a white miniskirt behind the mechanical geisha.

It was not because of her tender long legs exposed outside and her ponytail behind her head, but because of her behavior of looking here from time to time while talking to a young man holding a cell phone nearby, Zhu Jue was a little concerned.

He vaguely felt that the girl looked back several times and was looking at her. This idea might sound a bit narcissistic, but Zhu Jue believed in his perception ability.

Sure enough, when he walked to the middle of the hotel corridor, the girl trotted over to Zhujue.

I have to admit that this is a very good girl with exquisite makeup and beautiful face, plus her youthful and beautiful outfit, no matter who she is, she has to look at.

Before Zhu Jue could realize what the girl wanted to do, the girl who ran to him opened her arms and jumped up lightly, looking like she wanted to hug him.

Turning sideways, taking a step back, avoiding this unthreatening "crow", Zhu Jue frowned and looked back at the girl in blue and white striped underwear due to her imbalance in her body. If she hadn't discovered that there was any weapon hidden on her body, her fist might have been greeted.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Youya is such a beautiful girl who hugs you, shouldn't you stand still? Now our upgrade mission has failed, and the previous rewards and accumulated experience points are also......"

The young man who had been holding a cell phone next to him saw the scene of the girl being avoided, rushed up to argue with a ugly face, but after saying a few words, his voice became lighter and lighter.

"Mentally retarded?"

Zhu Jue did not understand what words like "upgrade tasks" and "experience value" meant by the other party, but this did not prevent him from giving a simple and straightforward answer.

If someone familiar with Zhu Jue would know that he is very unhappy now.

It was not entirely because he was suddenly "offended", but more because the investigation of this trip was not as smooth as he thought.

In fact, if Zhu Jue hadn't been interested in several photos included in the email, he would have left long ago.

If someone came from afar and found that he was just one of the other party's group emails, he might not be in much better mood.

That's right, the letters sent to the business cooperation mailbox of the Geek Studio were just one of the emails sent by the sender. According to Kawakami Kurasuke, in addition to Zhu Jue, several other people accepted their commissions, and they are now gathering in the hotel.

They also came on the same day as Zhu Jue, but the people they received were different.

Zhu Jue's emotional changes made Kawakami Kurasuke look even more depressed, and he looked at the young man beside him with sweat. He had never seen the videos of the indescribable series, but he had also heard of the fame of the weird studio. When receiving Zhu Jue, he knew that the other party might be very powerful.

He had seen many people in high positions or blood stained with his hands, but no one could make him lose his composure. Even if he didn't make any moves, he was just a casual glance, which still made him dare not even breathe.

Even if you are not allowed to lose your composure in front of the other party, you must fully concentrate.

"Your Excellency, we have neglected this time. As compensation, no matter whether you help in the end or not, you will receive a deposit of 300,000. If you complete the commission, you will also receive a reward of 1 million federal coins... We have arrived, and most of the people except you are waiting in it. This is a small banquet we have prepared for you, and during the banquet, there will be someone to explain the situation to you."

Standing outside a room on the third floor of the hotel, Kawakami Kurasuke bowed and said.

Zhu Jue glanced at him without objection, then pushed the door directly into it.

The door of the room was closed again.

Kawakami Kurasuke took a few steps back, leaned against the railings of the corridor, took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned to look at the camera in the corridor, and compared it with a scissors hand.

"The mission has been completed. Congratulations on getting 50 experience points and successfully upgrading to lv5, with a reward of 100,000!"
Chapter completed!