Chapter 490: The Legend About the Jar

A world has its own rules, and Silent is now more deeply aware of this.

Still a great system.

Not only can the power of different worlds be combined to work together, but it can even be combined into one person, and the key charges have not been increased because of this.

Silent sighed a little.

He did not rush to sublime immediately, because according to the rules of this world, in order to avoid causing too much and irreversible damage to the world, most of the demon gods stayed in their special phase, in a hermit state, if he Ascension to a demon god, I am afraid that I have to be limited by this.

This also proves to a certain extent that the power of the Demon God is out of control.

In any case, he can now be considered a half devil.

You can have the power of the devil at any time when you need it.

Then next.

"Starting business." Silent walked in front of a store, looked at it, and nodded.

Although there are many suitable player candidates in the forbidden world.

But Silent is not ready to find them one by one.

The situation is still different from Naruto World. With his current strength, Naruto World's methods have long been inapplicable, and the efficiency is low and troublesome.

The means of Pirate World are also not suitable.

This time, he has new arrangements.

......

Academy City has a population of 2.3 million, of which 80% are students. They train hard to improve their literacy and develop their own superpowers.

If outsiders step into the city, the first thing they will feel is the breath of youth.

Ninety-nine percent of the people on the street are students, and the faces of the elderly are almost invisible. The youth of boys and girls determines the appearance of the whole city.

And this moment.

The third superpower, Misaka Mikoto, who is one of the apex of the superpowers, is also enjoying the youthful life with her friends.

"Hey." A tall and slender girl with long black hair and a good figure was looking at her companion excitedly,

"Have you heard the latest urban legend? It was spread in the past two days."

"Uh..." Misaka Mikoto remembered the previous legend of the cash card, and somehow didn't want to hear it, so she looked embarrassed.

"Leizi really likes this." A short girl with two ponytails next to her also looked helpless.

"What's the matter, and this time it's really super-interesting." Leizi put his hands behind his back, and dragged his voice playfully. Seeing that it seemed to arouse the interest of his friends, he pretended to be mysterious, " I heard that there is a strange store in this city, and people who see it can't help but walk in, and then the owner inside will say sullenly—"

Tears stopped deliberately, and looked at the slightly hairy expressions of a few friends with evil interest.

"Really, really, don't tell such a terrible story..." Uiharu Shiri hid behind Misaka Mikoto, looking at the tears with dissatisfaction and timidity.

"Hahaha, Shili, your expression is so cute." Tears covered her stomach and bent over to laugh. After playing for a while, she coughed twice amidst the complaining voices of her companions, "The boss said— —Want to make a wish? Come and buy a jar."

"Huh? What is this?" Misaka Mikoto looked embarrassed.

It was rare that she was slightly attracted by the words of tears, but it turned out to be the same.

Sounds like some miserable store owner's last marketing struggle.

"Recent urban legends are getting weirder and weirder." The short Kuroko shook his ponytail helplessly, "Why can such a boring thing become an urban legend, buying a jar can make a wish come true? It sounds like the kind of drinking A small potion can be as boring as a small advertisement for LV5."

"Heizi, you really don't know where the most powerful part of this urban legend is." Leizi narrowed her eyes mysteriously and said with a smile, "It's only two days, in two days, this legend has already spread. It's all over the place, and it's the same version, which is amazing."

"Is that so?" Misaka Mikoto blinked.

Indeed, this kind of urban legend generally takes a long time to be circulated to form, and there are various versions during the period.

Not to mention this boring legend like marketing.

However, the girls did not persist on this topic for long, and soon they talked about which food is better. The playful voice and cute appearance attracted the attention of many male classmates, just like this city is very common. daily routine.

Misaka Mikoto herself did not take this so-called legend to heart at all.

until--

"Hey, why am I here?" Misaka Mikoto's eyes widened, looking at everything around her.

This is a dimly lit shop with antique decoration, just like an antique room in an ancient China, but on the wooden shelves with delicate carvings, there are some very ordinary-looking gray pottery. Cans, neither delicate nor special.

Misaka Mikoto was standing inside the gate at this moment.

It's like just stepping in.

She turned her head and wanted to see the situation outside, but the door of the shop was two light-tight wooden doors.

"I think about it..." Misaka Mikoto patted her head, "After parting with Leiko and the others, Kuroko suddenly got a job as a discipline committee member and left in a hurry, I went back to school alone, and then turned around at the intersection. I saw a shop where I was, and...I came in."

Looks like nothing is wrong.

- That's weird!

Why do you come in when you see a shop? And still such a strange shop with strange goods? Wait, a shop that sells jars? Isn't that an urban legend?

Misaka Mikoto's face was stunned, and she even felt an aversion to the cold.

"Welcome, young guest."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Misaka Mikoto turned her head sharply.

On her right hand, there was something similar to a counter, and a man with a gentle smile sat there, resting his chin in one hand, and his dark pupils were inexplicably deep.

When did this person appear?

Has he been here?

Why didn't you find out the first time?

There were many question marks in Misaka Mikoto's mind.

But facing the man's inexplicably gentle smile, Misaka Mikoto, who was only a junior high school student, couldn't help blushing.

I always feel a sense of affinity, and if you look closely, isn't this a very temperamental and handsome man? Just like the big brother of the neighbor's house.

It is completely different from the "negative test" in urban legends.

"That, that." Misaka Mikoto said with some shyness, "I, I don't know why I came in here."

"Yeah, why?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, Misaka Mikoto seemed to sigh a little when she saw this man.

"At this time, you should have no desire to buy a jar." Silent tilted his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in his smile.